Chapter 139: What is a sneak attack

Lang Zhen's heart snorted disgustingly, "It's a little restless, but it's just not sure if I want to turn my face."
Ok? Can there be such an explanation? The second ear of Deng heard his words, his eyes widened in surprise.
"Two or three hundred people are here ... Isn't that a turning face?"
In the eyes of young people, you should be happy to be envious. A few people in your own area dare to do this. Zhao Jiabao ’s family, even if you do n’t come to vengeance, once you start, you should be decisive on the sofa, otherwise, how to guard The whole family?
But boss Deng was a little clear. He nodded slightly and asked thoughtfully, "This is how the family survives?"
It should be noted that he is the boss of the Deng family. If the family grows in the future, he is most likely to be the patriarch. So long ago, when the brothers and sisters were playing carefree, he already assumed the elder brother ’s Responsible.
Lang Zhen glanced at him and nodded happily. "There are many types of family survival. I have seen a family that is happy and envious. I have also seen a family that can afford it. But the most seen is still this kind of caution. , The family at both ends of the first mouse ... "
After the words were finished, a smile of disdain appeared in the corner of his mouth.
However, whether he looks down on this family or not, it turns out that such a family is more likely to survive and grow stronger.
Both sides of the first mouse sound timid, but it doesn't really mean weakness. They can switch to tough mode at any time, but there is a premise that the opponent must be weak.
"I am most annoyed by the guys on both sides of the mouse," Deng Er heard the words and sneered contemptuously. "Even if they don't come back for revenge, they can still afford to put it down, but I will not underestimate them. "
Lang Zhen glanced at him and said something intentionally, then thought: Who has never been younger? I was inferior to him when I was young.
So he cleared his throat and luckily spoke aloud, "The people of Zhao Jiabao listened well and dared to be close to us within two miles, killing without amnesty, don't say it was unpredictable!"
The six words "Don't pretend to be unpredictable", he listened to Feng Jun's words, and felt very popular at the time, so he borrowed without hesitation.
In this empty wilderness, the lone wolf's voice thundered into the distance.
"Cut," said Mr. Zhao, humming disdainfully. "Does he think he is darts?"
The term "Lianglidi" was first proposed by the darts industry. When they were guarding and resting, if they were in the wild, they would ask people within two lidi to avoid it.
For ordinary people, it takes some time to go two miles away, but for the martial arts master, it is a blink of an eye.
Within this distance, if the warrior burst into trouble, the darts would easily be caught cold.
Therefore, they will issue such a request when they deliver goods, and there is no problem.
Of course, if the opponent insists on not leaving the two-mile range, the bureau may not choose to fight. In every case, he will choose to move to another place to stay. Then let's go!
If the dart board gets up and changes place, and the other party comes up with a beggar, insisting on being within two miles of the field, the person in the badminton board has enough reasons to shoot.
It is our fault not to teach, but you should follow after the warning, then do n’t blame us for being rude.
Now Lang Zhen issued a warning, which was not sufficient reason, but applying the rules of darts showed that he did not hesitate to fight.
But where did Master Zhao get this warning? This is not the land of your lone wolf, the world is on the road, the people of the world are walking!
Even if it is a rule, it is also our rule that the people of Gege and you are outsiders!
Outsiders want to make a site in Zhige? Sorry, Zhige people are not used to your problems.
So he lifted his chin and said, "I don't care about them. I walked this place for fifty years. The first time I heard, I couldn't go here ... Nima, who did he think he was?"
However, in spite of this, he still arranged some old people and women to walk ahead. Zhao Jiabao came today with more than 100 young and strong, and more than 100 old weak women and children. These people are used to win sympathy.
Master Er did not believe it. The other party really dared to attack these weak people.
This plane does not have the wonderful logic of "I am weak and I have reason", but it is not a red and naked weak meat and strong food. Generally speaking, it is that simple, spontaneous moral logic, which is almost the same as "old and old Old, young and young, and young people ".
Of course, this moral binding is not very strong, otherwise, Feifei will not eat that foot.
But if the lone wolf really dares to shoot the old and the young in Zhige County, will the locals definitely blow up the men in Zhige? Where are all the dead, let the outsiders do the prestige and blessing?
Sure enough, they obviously entered the category of Lianglidi, and the other party did not respond.
"Speed ​​up!" Zhao Er raised his chin and spoke excitedly, "Don't let them run!"
Lord Luo took four martial arts masters, embracing each other from afar. Youzaiyouzai seemed to be setting foot.
As more than two hundred people began to accelerate, Lang Zhen's face was a little ugly. "Nima, just bullying us outsiders, I don't know if the doctor will be willing to kill them all."
"Destroy all?" A voice rang behind him, "It's okay ... do they have any way to die?"
It turned out that Feng Jun also walked out of the house, still holding an iron rod with a wooden tray in his left hand, and carrying a very thick iron cylinder in his right hand.
"The way to die?" Lang Zhen's mouth twitched, and he sighed inwardly that the original doctor was also a relatively pedantic person.
When he was left with his darts, where did he say so much? As long as my dart team may fall into a siege, that is the opponent's way to death. I don't want to die, so you have to die!
You are a magician, but you only talk about your identity. If they rushed over like this, would n’t they just take death?
However, he also knew that Feng Jun came out to "test" and was unwilling to advertise it casually, so he could only pick up the telescope, "Well, wait for me to take a look ... Yeah, it seems like a war bow!"
Feng Jun was also shocked when he heard it. He was not unfamiliar with the weapon. When he rescued Sister Lang, the middle-aged man he killed had a long sword with a pseudo-war weapon and was able to explode on the stone. Come out a big hole.
It is a pity that after the pseudo-war weapon is used, the spell attached to it disappears, and it can only be regarded as an ordinary long sword.
He took a closer look and found that someone stopped a mile away, raised a long bow, and couldn't help but ask, "Is that bow?"
"Except for the war bow, what bow can shoot so far?" Lang Zhen shook his body and backed away. "Deng Da, Deng Er ... Retreat, find a place to hide!"
When the two brothers of the Deng family heard that each other had a war bow, they looked like a frightened rabbit, jumped high, and then jumped to the ground.
Feng Jun looked at the three retreating blankly and swallowed subconsciously: Lao Lang, you would not let me back, this Nima ... how confident you are with me.
However, since this was already the case, he was also embarrassed to step back and simply put down the 82PAI mortar in his hand and raised the five or six submachine gun.
The five or six punches in his hand were fairly well maintained and there was no wear on the rifling. The first two days he tested a dozen rounds of bullets and found that the gun was also adjusted well, at least within three hundred meters without any error.
But the problem is that he is now five or six hundred meters away from the guy who draws the bow.
When Feng Jun was in military training at the university, he shot a target, and his shooting skills were good. The 150-meter half-length target was five rounds of 48 rounds of bullets, and his current eyesight is much stronger than the average person, and his physical coordination is also quite good. .
But even if this is the case, use a five or six punch to hit people at a distance of five or six hundred meters. To be honest, he does not have any confidence. No matter how good the gun is, he is not confident. He is not a professional player!
With guns, he was even less confident.
He spit on his fingers and felt the wind, and he was glad to find that it seemed ... no wind?
do not care! He pulled the pistol and loaded it, crouched down, and began to aim in a kneeling position.
At such a long distance, the rifle is strenuously aiming, and the war bow is even more strenuous. Whatever is the wind speed measurement, as long as Feng Jun has done it, the other party has to do the same.
Here, I finally used an arrow to draw the bow, and slowly pulled the bow string. The bow was drawn by a high-level warrior, which was the top marksman of Zhao Jiabao. Although the weapon was better displayed by the warrior, but ... Zhao Er Lord ’s quasi-head is not good.
Moreover, there is currently only one martial artist in Zhaojiabao, who must stay to receive guests and fight in response.
This man slowly exerted his strength, and was just about to pull the war bow to completion, only to hear a pop, and the war bow was torn apart instantly.
Feng Jun's shot struck the bow arm of the battle bow, and the arm was broken in an instant.
The bow is about to be completed, and the arm of the bow is broken in an instant. The response is how fast.
The broken arch arm bounced back instantly, and the broken ballast at one end was directly inserted into the left eye socket of the archer.
The archer did not respond to what happened, so he screamed, threw away the broken bow, and rolled his eyes on the ground with his eyes closed ~ EbookFREE.me ~ asshole! "Er. Zhao looked straight at him," he dared to attack us! "
Anyway, the truth is all with him. Zhao family's pulling the battle bow is not a sneak attack. The other party issued a warning and shouted "Don't say anything unpredictable" before shooting. It was also a sneak attack in his eyes.
The people next to him were stunned and could not believe their eyes.
"War bow ... just ruined? This is a weapon, how is it possible?"
"Yeah, the weapons are extremely hard. What is the opponent using?"
Lord Er did not care about comforting the tribe, quickly walked towards the noble guest, raised his hand and arched his heart, and spoke in distress.
"The thief has a good weapon on his hand, hurting the ancestral treasure bow of my family, and asked Lord Luo and my Zhao family to take charge. Before all the conditions were the same, the opponent's weapon was also owned by the adult.
Lord Luo gave him a weird look, "Get a good weapon ... are you sure? If not, would you pay me a good weapon?"