Chapter 383： 1 to 3 shots

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"I am compassionate! I thought you could easily hurt a poor monk with a gun? Huh!"

Immediately, the crazy monk floating into the woods leapt out again. A crazy monk in rough clothes fell like an angry King Kong from the sky. When he landed in front of Liu Feng, his feet slammed on the ground and it shook the ground. Trembling.

Huh!

At this time, Liu Feng played at a super-level level, without moving, but his figure had violently exited ten meters away and went directly to Han Yichen.

"Wind, don't be afraid, I have a gun."

Han Yichen was also scared by the work of the crazy monk. He was still holding the trigger, firing at the crazy monk, and muttering, "Paraly, why isn't this heavy machine gun breathing fire? ... "

"I go!"

Liu Feng put his hand on his forehead and scolded extremely silently: "Are you stupid? Are the bullets empty, and you haven't heard the shells? You can't hear them by clicking? You can spit with your own voice. The bullet is coming? "

by!

Han Yichen growled, threw the heavy machine gun to the ground, and asked with a stern look on his face: "So, what next?"

"What else can you do, snore!"

Liu Fenghao said eagerly that he would fight, and then pushed Han Yichen forward, "You are a brother, you go up."

"Your sister!" Han Yichen took a step back. "My master is your master's brother. In fact, if you understand, you can also be my master."

"I went, should I be so shameless?"

"I have saved you once in South Korea. Now you are better than me. After meeting a strong enemy, you should go to the front anyway."

Han Yichen was faster than the rabbit at this time, and he hurried back to Liu Feng.

Hehe, hehe!

Liu Feng smiled bitterly, turned back to look at the monk madly, and said tentatively: "Well, this master is a monk at first glance, maybe he is not the person who came to the Qianlong list It ’s not that they are bothering us. Why should we be so scared? Master, am I right? "

"I am compassionate, I just ask, who are you two, Liu Feng?" The mad monk asked.

"I'm not!"

"he is……"

Liu Feng and Han Yichen both spoke at the same time, then Liu Feng had a kind of thought to kill Han Yichen. He was really not afraid of a rival like God, but a teammate like a pig!

Han Yichen also covered his mouth at the same time, and then whispered, "Well, am I saying something wrong?"

"Yes, you're right."

Do n’t need Liu Feng to answer, the crazy monk stepped forward, “boy, I came to Liu Feng. You did n’t say anything wrong, this matter has nothing to do with you, can you stand and watch?”

Eh!

Han Yichen stepped back two steps and said in a questioning tone: "Master, does that mean I can go?"

"No!"

The crazy monk said: "You just do n’t have to die now. After all, your kid just shot me. If I didn't hide quickly, I would be killed by you. So after I killed Liu Feng, it was your turn. . "

by!

Han Yichen was so angry that he almost sweared.

Snapped!

Liu Feng raised his hand and slammed his fingers.

"Liu Feng, I should kill you now."

The mad monk came to Liu Feng and said fiercely: "Let you understand that Shichan is my disciple, and I am here to avenge him. I wanted to give you a chance to participate in the Qianlong list. Oops, we got a good ranking for us, but after I knew your series of evil deeds, I changed my mind. You scum is not worthy to join the Qianlong list. "

While talking, the mad monk raised his fleshy slap.

Liu Feng had no doubt at all. The slap of this great monk patted him, and I am afraid that he has to hang on to his talents.

"and many more!"

Liu Feng waved his hand: "Is the crazy monk right? I don't look down on you, brother Feng, you are not my opponent at all, do you believe it?"

"I'm going! I can't be compassionate after hearing this, I'm not your opponent?" Mad monk almost laughed at Liu Fengqi.

As soon as Liu Feng raised his hand, he found an ordinary pistol, and shook it in his hand, "I heard that your crazy monk is a master of hard qigong practice in the world. Your hard qigong, the Shaolin bell jar, can stop the bullet ?"

"Fart, can you?" The mad monk asked.

"I can! How dare you compare it to me, how about the three of us?"

Liu Fengxin swears, "I let you shoot me first. We will fight each other one by one. Until three shots, who can't stand it, do you dare?"

"This ..." The crazy monk was really asked by Liu Feng.

And Liu Feng put the pistol into the hands of a crazy monk in the air, patted his chest and said, "Come, fight, you come first. But that said, you can only hit the torso, not the head."

"Okay! Are you dare, aren't the poor monks?" The crazy monk pointed his gun at Liu Feng's chest and pulled the trigger fiercely.

boom!

The gunshot sounded, and the bullet punched a white smoke hole in Liu Feng's chest.

However, Liu Feng was shocked by the bullet's inertia and then stepped back two steps, but he did not fall down, and even the blood did not flow even a trace.

"You, really blocked the bullet?"

At this moment, the pair of eyes of the crazy monk were as wide as Tong Ling. "How is that possible? The hard work is growing fiercely, I am afraid that this power is not there?"

"Ha ha! Mad monk, how much human potential is, I am afraid only God knows."

Liu Feng raised his finger to the sky, and then pointed to the crazy monk ~ www.novelhall.com ~ I'm afraid you haven't tried it yet, don't you dare to try it? My martial arts realm is not as good as you. Martial arts haven't been practiced for a long time, but I did it, don't you agree? "

The mad monk was asked with a pale face and then handed the gun to Liu Feng. "Come, shoot me, too. You can block the bullets, can't the poor monk?"

During the talk, the crazy monk stabilised with a big step, his whole body was full of anger, and the coarse clothes on his body were automatic without wind, which really revealed a great power to drop the devil.

"Are you ready?" Turning the pistol in Liu Feng's hand, an ordinary pistol, like a magic weapon, became a dark ruler with a black body with a length of 27 cm.

The mad monk has a rude character and naturally didn't find this detail. He nodded solemnly, "Come on, chest and stomach follow you. Poor monks have deeper skills than you, and can also beat legs."

boom!

Liu Feng was rude, and before the words of the mad monk were completely spoken, he pulled the trigger.

The bullet blew on the chest of the crazy monk, and a burst of plasma burst out.

"Ah ... this ..." The mad monk was frightened, his figure slumped back.

Bang, bang!

But Liu Feng wasn't going to talk nonsense to him. Two more shots rang, a bullet blew through the calf of the crazy monk, and a bullet was nailed to his stomach.

What level of legend and martial arts despise the world, but in the face of truly powerful firearms, all are scum.

But anyway, this crazy monk is really fierce, even the middle three he was not dead, but just stepped back and sat down on the ground.

"This, this, why? I can't stop the bullets, why can you?" The crazy monk's face was full of pain and doubt.

At this time, Liu Feng pulled a bullet out of the bullet hole in his chest and said with a smile: "Master, there is something in this world called a bulletproof vest. Haven't you heard of it?"