After shooting, Lord Xiong yelled loudly, and the words he uttered were murderous.
"ah!!!!"
The man standing at the front of the crowd looked at his companion who had been shot dead, and ran towards Zhang Xiaoqiang yelling. His face was twisted and ferocious, his hands didn't move, and he ran straight to him. His eyes were full of despair. The man had given up arresting Zhang Xiaoqiang A look of death.
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As soon as the man moved, Lord Xiong who was standing behind took advantage of the heat and roared out, pointing to the sky and fired two more shots, Master Xiong's two gunshots were whipped in the hearts of everyone, they shouted in unison, full of despair and anger. Hope to rush towards Zhang Xiaoqiang together.
"Male Gobi"
Zhang Xiaoqiang yelled, and fired the np22 in his hand, the bullets flew out, he automatically entered the dynamic vision, a grain of bullets flew towards the eyebrows of those men, and his left hand slowly reached for the spare clip, he did it with one mind and two minds in the dynamic vision use.
Men's eyebrows were unscrewed by the flying bullets and their flesh penetrated into their heads. As long as they were shot by the bullets, they would no longer feel any sensation. Men fell down, men were tripped by fallen people, and people kept falling. Stepping on the back of the tripped man, he continued to rush towards Zhang Xiaoqiang.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was quite calm, his wrists were motionless, his fingers kept moving, and the corners of his eyes were still scanning the crowd. Finally, he found the middle-aged man who was standing at the back and looked at him coldly, Lord Xiong.
The last bullet was fired, Zhang Xiaoqiang slid out of the empty magazine, inserted his left hand into the magazine like lightning, the sound of shooting continued, his left hand continued to fumble for the magazine bag on his waist, with dynamic vision, Zhang Xiaoqiang seemed to be opened Goldfinger, as long as he maintains the continuous firepower of the pistol, he is confident that he can shoot and kill everyone who rushes forward.
When firing the third bullet, Zhang Xiaoqiang touched the magazine bag with his left hand, and two of the three 15-round spare magazine bags he had prepared were empty. There were two bullets in the magazine, even his spare magazine, and he complained in his heart, so he could only bite the bullet and continue shooting, hoping that those men would be frightened by him in the end.
Fired two bullets again, Zhang Xiaoqiang deflected the muzzle of the gun, he wanted to kill the master Xiong who was hiding behind, the thief was the first to capture the king, just as he deflected, he saw Master Xiong's only remaining one eye staring at him like a poisonous snake, with both hands Holding a silver-gray pistol, the black muzzle was aimed at him.
Zhang Xiaoqiang felt chills in his heart, the double guns in Lord Xiong's hands rang out first, two bullets were fired from Master Xiong's double guns almost at the same time, the bullets spinning in the air flew straight towards him, the dynamic vision allowed Zhang Xiaoqiang to predict the flight direction of the bullets The track and the ultimate goal are exactly his hands. Obviously, Lord Xiong wants to capture him alive.
With the greatest threat in sight, Zhang Xiaoqiang no longer cared about the men rushing towards him. He only had those two bullets in his eyes. When the pistol was fired, the slow-paced gunshots entered his eardrums, and the four bullets collided with each other in mid-air, changing directions and flying around.
"Bump" The third bullet was fired by Zhang Xiaoqiang, and the target was Master Xiong who was holding a gun. Master Xiong is an old Jianghu, and he was extremely cautious after countless times of desperate life. When Zhang Xiaoqiang fired his gun, he slightly Tilting his head, before, Zhang Xiaoqiang killed people with bullets in the eyebrows, killing him with one shot, Lord Xiong was betting that Zhang Xiaoqiang's bullets would go towards his eyebrows.
Master Xiong won the bet, the whizzing bullets slashed across his cheek, tore off his ear, and the ear was carried away by the bullet. Before the blood oozed out, the great pain had already hit Master Xiong's nerves.
Lord Xiong didn't scream or put his hands over his ears, he just frowned, and fired again without hesitation. This time he didn't believe in his marksmanship anymore, he fired two guns one after another, and he fired eight bullets.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was surprised that he had missed, but he couldn't ignore the flying bullets. He moved his fingers repeatedly and shot all seven bullets in the gun chamber in a short period of time. Coming towards his right hand.
In the space between Zhang Xiaoqiang and Lord Xiong, fourteen bullets collided with each other, sending out little sparks and flying around. Two men running towards Zhang Xiaoqiang were hit by stray bullets and screamed. Ben Zhang Xiaoqiang's right hand holding the gun.
Although Zhang Xiaoqiang has dynamic vision, his right hand has not yet been trained to dodge the bullet before it flies. In desperation, he turned his wrist and faced the bullet with the back of the gun.
"Ding" np22 was shaken violently, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't hold the pistol any longer, and let it fall under the wheelchair.
"Papa" Two more shots were fired, and Master Xiong fired the last two bullets in the pistol.
Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't watch any bullets flying this time, and didn't calculate where the bullets landed.bsp;"Huhhahuhha" Zhang Xiaoqiang could no longer hear the sound, and all the sounds around him were meaningless and noisy. inside. The only thing he could make out was his own breathing.
Slowly, slowly, the extent of Zhang Xiaoqiang's struggle became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a subconscious struggle, as if he could no longer move.
The crowd gathered outside slowly gathered around, they knew how powerful the people in the net were, the previously dense crowd became sparse, and the missing half died in the hands of Zhang Xiaoqiang, they didn't know that Zhang Xiaoqiang was really exhausted They are still pretending, they are very careful, Zhang Xiaoqiang has already fallen into the net, and most of their tasks have been completed, although many people died, as long as they are not the ones who died, they don't want to worry about that leisurely.
A wretched-looking man walked up to Xiaoqiang carefully, through the big net, poked him lightly with his finger, saw that Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't move, then pushed him with his hands, but still didn't move, the man felt relieved and jumped. On Zhang Xiaoqiang's body, he yelled rice, woman.
Seeing this, other people rushed forward one after another, together with the previous man, they did not hold Zhang Xiaoqiang down, and cheered from their mouths.
"Tear" Like a crescent moon, the gleaming Mouse King Blade cut through the fishing net, and lightly drew an arc on the right side of Zhang Xiaoqiang. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com