Chapter 772: Sharpshooter?

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Zhuo looked at this scene with a single shot, and he immediately angered and waved his hand directly. Two cronies swooped forward to stop Su Weiwei. He directly spared Su Weiwei and flashed to Wang Fan.
Zhuo brought these people with a shot, not because of Jiang Jiang's men, but with the cronies he cultivated himself.
Originally according to the plan, the woman first shot and killed Wang Fan. If it succeeded, it would naturally be the best, but in case of failure, they would act in secret and wait for the opportunity to assassinate.
Ke Zhuo was arrogant and arrogant, and Bai Xiaoren repeatedly suppressed his shot against Wang Fan, and he was suffocated, so he did not follow the plan, but killed him directly with his cronies.
He did this for two purposes. The first was that Zheng Zhengda killed Wang Fan, and the second was that Zheng Zhengda took Su Weiwei away.
He wanted to tell Su Weiwei that Su Fanwei's follower Wang Fan was nothing but waste, not his enemy.
For a sharpshooter such as Zhuo Yiqiang, no matter how powerful it is, it is useless in front of bullets.
If the bullet can't kill the enemy, it can only be said that the pistol is not good. No one could hide from the bullet he shot.
With two loud noises, Su Weiwei and Zhuo Yi shot a close relationship with each other.
With one hand, she slapped it fiercely on one of them's chest and lifted it off. Her right leg flashed through the arc and kicked on the other's waist.
Under the tremendous strength, the two were directly flew out after suffering pain, but at the same time, Su Weiwei also took a punch with each other, his figure fell back, and his face was pale.
"Zhuo shot, I Su Weiwei swear, you dare to hurt the king a little hair, Shangqiangbi fell Huang Quan, I Su Weiwei will kill you!"
Su Weiwei was planning to hold back the impact of the force and attacked Zhuo with a shot, but at this moment, two others rushed and stopped in front of her.
Su Weiwei was in a hurry and could only shoot Zhuo with a vicious threat.
She and Zhuo worked together for one shot, knowing that Zhuo was terrible.
The marksmanship is like a god, the bullets are not false, and there is absolutely no falsehood.
Rao Shisu Weiwei is very confident in Wang Fan's strength, but Wang Fan bare-handed faced Zhuo Zhuo with a gun, she still had no heart in her heart.
Zhuo Yiqi ignored Su Weiwei's voice at all, but his face became more and more rueful, he was close to Wang Fan in an instant, his right hand shook, and the golden gun was held in his hand.
"Wang Fan, your death time is up! I tell you, I only need one shot to kill you!"
Zhuo said with a shot that he pulled the trigger frantically, but instead of shooting one shot, he shot four shots.
His shooting speed is extremely fast, almost to the extreme.
Normal gunmen, in close-up situations, usually pull the distance apart before firing.
Even if they are approached by others, they will find ways to distance themselves from the enemy. Because once the distance is close, they will be oppressed and they will feel the danger of instinct.
Once the enemy is a close-up master, their end will become miserable.
Ke Zhuo is the opposite. For him, the closer the distance, the greater his advantage, and the greater his confidence in shooting the enemy.
As for the other party threatening themselves, it is simply impossible.
In addition to Zhuo Yi's own strength is also very powerful, it is impossible for someone to escape his bullets and attack him.
This is self-confidence. This is his confidence in his own strength and his marksmanship.
The four bullets exploded and fired wildly at Wang Fan, A Biao, Meng Qingyang and Hei Ye.
Like lightning, it's almost to the extreme.
At this moment, let alone Meng Qingyang, whose strength is not enough, even A Biao felt a strong sense of death.
He felt at this moment that it seemed that Zhuo's one shot was combined with the golden gun in his hand, and the human gun was unified.
He is the gun, the gun is him.
Quick, almost to the extreme.
A Biao didn't even dodge the thought, he felt despair.
Meng Qingyang's face was pale, and cold sweat permeated his forehead. He was thinking, would I die?
A look of surprise and even dignity also appeared in the eyes of Dark Night. This shot of Zhuo Zhuo really exceeded his expectations.
When the expressions of the three people were different, Wang Fan's face remained the same. His right hand suddenly shook at the dining table, and the tableware and fork were knocked out.
At the same time, Wang Fan lifted his right foot and hurriedly on Abiao Meng Qingyang, causing the two to deviate.
Then he took out the gun he had carried with him and pulled the trigger with ease at the front.
There were four sounds of Ding Ding Ding Ding, and the tableware and fork were precisely hit on the four bullets, buffering the momentum of the bullets while being torn apart.
With this buffer time, Meng Qingyang Abiao was also kicked aside, bullets flew past their bodies, burst the doors and windows, and soared out of the door.
flutter!
Immediately afterwards, there was another gunshot. Two bullets collided in front of Wang Fan at a distance of two centimeters.
This scene, although the narrative is a bit slow, actually only occurs in just a few short breaths.
At the same time, the night also escaped the bullet shot at her, glanced at Zhuo with a gloomy face.
The audience was silent.
No one thought that Wang Fan was so powerful, not only saved A Biao and Meng Qingyang under the bullet of Zhuo Yi, but also used the most direct means to stop the bullet shot at him.
According to Wang Fan ’s performance, no one would doubt that Wang Fan could easily escape Zhuo Yi ’s bullets, but Wang Fan did not go to hide, but shot down the opponent ’s bullets with bullets. Slap.
Zhuo Yiqi's face is also ugly, this is the first time someone has escaped his bullet and shot him down.
The most important thing is that he just said that it only takes one shot to kill Wang Fan, then Wang Fan not only rescued people under his bullets, but also swept down his bullets. Is n’t this a face hit?
His one-shot myth, even here, did not end the night of Wang Fan, which is really difficult to accept.
Because the night also escaped his bullet, even if the bullet was intercepted by the tableware thrown by Wang Fan for so few seconds.
It can be said that none of his four shots killed people. For him, there is nothing more slappable than this.
Su Weiwei looked at this scene, finally relieved.
She still knows how to shoot Zhuo Yi's shot. She was really worried that Wang Fan was injured or even killed.
Now it seems that she is too worried. If Wang Fan was so easily killed, I am afraid it would not be possible to live to the present.
Thinking of the previous fears, and the four shots of Zhuo Zhuo, Su Weiwei became even more crazy, and it took a short time to kill the two enemies who intercepted her, and stood back to Wang Fan with blood.
Wang Fan blew his breath toward the gun in his hand and looked at Zhuo with a sneer. "A sharpshooter? Zhuo with a shot? Only one shot to kill me?"
"Fart!" Wang Fan politely slapped his face. He pointed at Zhuo Yi's nose. "Just like you are a gunman, and you're so sorry to call yourself a sharpshooter? You are insulting the sharpshooter!"
Wang Fan was humiliated and humiliated: "Sitting on the well and looking at the sky, Yelang is arrogant, saying that you are such a waste without skill."
"Just like you, you still want to be a sharpshooter? Don't laugh at my teeth, at least you have to go back to your mother's womb and practice for another ten or eight years, otherwise the sharpshooter will not think about it."
Zhuo clenched his fists in one shot, and his face turned red. He never thought that his first shot would miss in front of Wang Fan, and he was humiliated.
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