The sharpshooter is too powerful. He can't imagine the difficulty of hitting the lens without hurting his eyes at such a long distance. After all, the area of the lens is so small, and it's only a few centimeters across the eye. The bullet can break the lens. Even if the bullet doesn't hurt the eyes, the broken fragments of the lens can also splash the eyes.

In order to achieve this, in addition to the accurate requirements for the flight trajectory of the bullet, the impact point on the lens, the cracking degree and direction of the broken lens should also be accurately evaluated.

According to my understanding, this shot must pass the eyelids of the bodyguard and go from the eyes to the glasses. That is to say, it should be fired from the inside out, not from the outside in. But the bullet will not turn. How did he do it?

I believe that in this world, there will be no less than 10000 people who can hit the bodyguard's Sunglasses with one shot, but no more than three who can break the lenses without hurting people.

I used to be half a military fan, and I had a little research on the performance and shooting skills of guns. According to the information I read on the Internet, sharpshooters of this level are sharpshooters among sharpshooters, and have reached the level of free will.

It's amazing.

How dare you put all these guns on the floor. Why do they still have guns?

Bodyguards are a group of workers. There's no need to play with others, right.

Wei Wenjie said lukewarm: "calm point, have words to say well."

Xiang Pengyu's face turns pale with fright, but he is not willing to give up Lin Manxue. After chasing Lin Manxue for so long, he sees that his dream is about to come true. On the way, he kills a Wei Wenjie. He is not willing to fall short.

No. Lin Manxue has an engagement with me. I can't just give in. Xiang Pengyu secretly cheered himself up, sat upright, raised his eyelids, with some fear and some resistance, and said: "if I don't agree? I don't believe you dare kill me here. "

Mo Li's soul was almost scared when she heard what Xiang Pengyu said. The sound of the gun just came to her mind. Wei Shaogang was merciful, which doesn't mean that he always had such a good temper. Mo Li secretly pulled the corner of Peng Yu's coat to signal him not to fight with Wei Shao, and pushed her hand away from Peng Yu, which was ungrateful at all.

Wei Wenjie saw all this and said with a smile:

"I can't see the coffin without tears. Hum. It seems that if I don't show you something, you won't agree. Tibetan mastiff, give things to the general good appreciation, just two parties are present today, let them see how the effect

The Tibetan mastiff is the man with a crooked nose beside me. With a smile on his mouth, he took out an envelope from his coat, opened it, poured out a stack of photos and threw them on Xiang Pengyu.

"Enjoy it well. The angle is good for you, but your posture is not standard, which affects the effect."

When Xiang Pengyu looks at these photos in his hand, he suddenly loses his breath. He slumps down on the sofa. Mo Li picks up some photos and looks at them. She turns pale with fright.

Wei Wenjie said with a cold face: "if people don't know, it's only their own.". Xiang Pengyu, you overestimate yourself! You think that with a little Xiang Pengyu, you can wipe out the things you have done in the past. You are delusional. I'm going to ask you one last time, "can you make a bet?"

Xiang Pengyu knows that he is finished. After all, people will take hold of this matter, and this person is Wei Wenjie, who he fears most. As long as Wei Wenjie publishes these things, he will finish everything to Peng Yu.

Xiang Pengyu knows that the situation is over, and he can't agree, but he can't just admit defeat.

"Wei Shao, no one who can sit here today will be a fool. You've got a lot of tricks, and I'll admit it to someone. But we are wise people who don't talk in secret. If I gamble with you, I will lose. Gambling is death. If I don't gamble, I will die. Since I can't escape death, why should I gamble? "

Wei Wenjie said with a smile, "don't be so pessimistic. What if you win?"

Xiang Pengyu shook his head dejectedly, admitting with self-knowledge that "there is no just in case. In front of you, Wei Shao, there will be no probability of one in ten thousand million. "

Wei Wenjie clapped his hands and said, "well, as long as you bet according to my requirements, no matter win or lose, I promise you that these things will disappear in the world forever and never appear. What do you think of this price?"

Xiang Pengyu thought about it and finally took a look at Lin Manxue. He knew that he had to gamble and he would lose. But did he have a choice.

Wei Wenjie said with a smile: "what? Don't you believe me? "

"I can believe you Wei Shao's words. OK, I'll take it."

When Wei Wenjie saw Xiang Pengyu's promise, he showed a smile. He turned to Yan Qingcheng and Kong xuerui and said, "they are both famous big bosses. If you look at Xiang Zong and yourself, you won't feel ashamed. I blush for you all!"

Wei Wenjie ordered the match to go on, and the match officially started. In fact, the audience outside has been quarreling for a long time, but the match still doesn't start. What is this? Do you want to fight fake boxing.

Lin Manxue was also frightened by the gunshot just now, and Lin Yunfeng. The two brothers and sisters hold hands tightly together. I sneak behind Lin Yunfeng while Wei Wenjie and Xiang Pengyu are negotiating, so that I can protect Lin Manxue at close range.The situation tonight is too complicated. The Hongmen banquet arranged by Wei Wenjie is not so easy.

When Lin Manxue saw me, she felt more secure. She let go of Lin Yunfeng's hand and sat upright, but she was still shaking.

Wei Wenjie's terrible shadow in Lin Manxue's heart has been deeply rooted. As long as he sits beside her, Lin Manxue will be restless for a moment.

I don't understand this. Wei Wenjie probably doesn't understand it. Only Yan Qingcheng understands it.

Yan Qingcheng and his bodyguards look at each other. From my point of view, I just see their eye contact. I see a bit of surprise in the eyes of Yan Qingcheng and his bodyguards.

Yan Qingcheng seems to be asking something, but his bodyguard is a little confused.

What seems to have changed is not what they expected.

At this time, Yan Qingcheng fell into a certain state of mind, the situation is complex and changeable, which may have exceeded his expectations.

Yan Qingcheng winks at his bodyguard. His bodyguard knows what he's talking about and whispers something to another bodyguard. Then the other bodyguard stealthily leaves the hall.

This scene fell in the eyes of the Tibetan mastiff and Wei Wenjie, but they didn't see it and didn't respond.

The challenge arena competition on the giant screen has officially started. As soon as the bell of the competition fell, he killed the strong man with one move. Yes, only one move.

With one simple action, he raised his leg and kicked the man in the stomach. Then there was no more. The man lay on the ground and the referee counted ten times and didn't get up again.

The crowd may not know what happened before the match ended. The people below grumbled that it was a fake fist.