Hero Cultivation System

Oh my god! A gun!

A dark and heavy gun, and this gun is still in Huang Mao's hand.

Damn it! My brother is completely miserable today.

With a gun in his hand, Huang Mao felt more confident.

To be honest, although he had shot pheasants and rabbits before, he had never used it to hit anyone. This time he was shooting meat, but people and pheasants were not the same thing. As long as he clicked his finger, He immediately fell into a pool of blood.

The little Yao Da holding a stick in front of him looked familiar. He looked a bit like the little bird on the street. He also used a stick, but he was much stronger than the little bird. The veins on his arms were protruding from the muscles. Yi Yi, you know that this person is very powerful.

But so what if he is stronger? Can he compete with a gun? Huang Mao smiled proudly.

Looking at his face that turned blue and white, and the muscles on his face twitching violently, you knew that this man was already discouraged when he saw the gun, and he would definitely surrender immediately if he screamed in fear a few more times.

"Okay, buddy, surrender and put down the stick, otherwise don't blame the gun in my hand for not having eyes." Huang Mao especially lowered his voice, which sounded like those gunmen in American movies.

Sure enough, when Huang Mao screamed in fright, the little Yao Ming opposite shook his hand and almost lost his stick.

As soon as Liang Gong saw the gun, his hands and feet were trembling with fear, his heart was trembling with fear, and he was confused and confused... In short, he was a coward.

Damn it! This is a gun, isn’t it okay? I’m not Batman, Spider-Man, or Arnold from the Terminator, can I block the gun?

This was the first time he saw a gun at such a close range, but unfortunately the gun was pointed at him. No wonder Liang Gong almost raised his hands and surrendered. China is not like the United States, where most countries have guns. Chinese people will never have the opportunity to touch a gun, let alone be pointed at it.

"Don't shoot! Don't shoot!" Liang Gong kept chanting in his heart, and his mind was rapidly thinking about how to break through this life-and-death barrier.

If he doesn't surrender, he will shoot, but the question is, even if he puts down the stick, will Huang Mao let him go?

However, just confronting him like this is not an option. When the hour comes, wouldn't Liang Gongyi be at the mercy of others if he is weak?

Besides, whether the other party will give him time or not is a question. If things go wrong, if Huang Mao gets upset or his hands shake, Liang Gong will have to go see the Lord of Hell.

Eh! That's not right! Huang Mao has such a big advantage now, why do you want him to drop the stick? What is Huang Mao afraid of?

Liang Gong thought about it, but the more he thought about it, the more wrong he became. He had injured so many of Huang Mao's men. If he were Huang Mao, he would have shot him long ago. He would be afraid of a guy with only a stick in his hand. ?

Could it be that his gun is out of bullets?

"Don't stab me here! Don't stab me here!" Huang Mao kept thinking in his heart, thinking quickly about how to solve this situation.

He was also afraid, and the hand holding the gun shook slightly.

What are you afraid of? What you are afraid of is that his gun really has bullets in it!

If the little Yao Ming on the opposite side doesn't put down his stick, he will be forced to shoot. But once he shoots, the problem will be big.

National guns are absolutely forbidden in China. Even if gangsters have them, they dare not take them out. They can only be used as nuclear weapons. They will definitely not be used until the last moment of life and death.

Because the shooting became a major case, regardless of whether he could escape or not, one thing is certain: he will definitely be on the most wanted list of the public security system, and he will be arrested and taken to target practice within two seconds. The only thing is The only chance I have is to go abroad as soon as possible and live in a foreign land.

Although Huang Mao is just a small leader of the Chengdong Gang, he still wants to embrace everyone and enjoy all the happiness in the world. Who wants to go abroad to drink and eat?

Therefore, the gun in Huang Mao's hand must not be used, but he can't beat little Yao Ming who has a stick in his hand without a gun. What should he do now?

The atmosphere on the second floor is very strange now. There are more than a dozen people lying on the ground who are not sure whether they are alive or dead. The only two standing people are about three steps away from each other. There is an overturned mahjong table in the middle. One is holding a gun and the other is holding a stick. It is very asymmetrical. They are the same. Both of their hands were shaking.

After a few minutes, Liang Gong calmed down a little. At this time, he also found that Huang Mao's hand holding the gun was shaking violently, so he became more confident in his judgment that Huang Mao was definitely bluffing.

Damn it, a gun without bullets is so cool!

Liang Gong didn't know how long it was only one hour, but he knew that there wouldn't be much time left. If Huang Mao really threatened him with a gun, then he should be the one to break the situation, because Huang Mao would never take the initiative attack.

Liang Gong glanced at the mahjong table on the ground. This thing was blocking his way forward. Although he could easily avoid it by applying oil on the soles of his feet, in order to have the greatest certainty of hitting the target with one hit, Liang Gong decided to move to the side. One foot, so that there would be no obstacle between him and Huang Mao.

So he didn't move his upper body, but gently raised his left foot and took a step outward.

"Stop and don't move. If you move again I'll shoot you!"

Huang Mao is not blind. He has chosen the positions of the two of them. In this way, there is a mahjong table stuck in the middle. Little Yao Ming must avoid it if he wants to attack, and he has gained precious time.

Now the little Yao Ming on the opposite side has obviously discovered his disadvantage and started to try to change the status quo. Of course, Huang Mao couldn't let him avoid it so easily, and immediately stopped him.

Liang Gong sneered privately, Huang Mao would have fired if he dared to shoot. It was obvious that there was no bullet. Were you scared?

He ignored it and took another step forward with his left foot.

Huang Mao didn't stop when he saw him. He immediately decided to go to a dead end. He was worried in his heart, but he had no choice. He really didn't dare to shoot casually. He had no choice but to follow Liang Gong and move to the left.

Just like that, you walked to the left, and I walked to the left. The two of us walked smoother and smoother, faster and faster, and even circled around the mahjong table.

Damn it! Liang Gong is even more worried. If my brother goes to the left, you should learn to go left. What should I do if my brother changes sides to watch you?

What should I do? Huang Mao saw that he was going to the right instead, so of course he followed suit.

After continuing to circle around for a few times, Liang Gong felt that this was not going to work. Time was not on his side. If he continued to confront Huang Mao, he would definitely be the one to suffer. The degree of cheating in that cheating system was beyond his imagination. He said If it will weaken, it will definitely weaken, but I don’t know if it will reach the point where I can’t even lift a stick.

Liang Gong rolled his eyes and suddenly kicked the mahjong table. The table flew towards Huang Mao. Huang Mao was caught off guard and almost got hit. He had no choice but to slide sideways to let the table pass.

When he stood still, he suddenly thought that he had forgotten the name of the little Yao opposite him for a while. Oh no, there is no mahjong table to hinder him, and everyone wants to see the king.

He quickly turned around, and sure enough, the head of the stick was already less than two feet away from him. Huang Mao immediately bent down, turned around, and took a big step back, avoiding Liang Gong's first wave of attacks.

Liang Gong kicked the table with his feet and had to draw out his stick, so he didn't use oil on his soles. He just took advantage of the situation and made a simple forward bow, then hit his body with an arrow and then stabbed out with one stick. Who knew Huang Mao was so clever?

, he actually escaped by turning around and retreating, which made Liang Gong furious.

The two men each stopped their hands and returned to their original positions. Liang Gong pointed the stick directly at Huang Mao's chest with both hands, and Huang Mao pointed the gun at Liang Gong's head.

"Don't come again, I'll really shoot you if you come again!" Huang Mao yelled at little Yao Ming, which showed that he could no longer bear the pressure.

"Come on, if you have the guts, just shoot!" Liang Gong also opened his eyes wide and shouted loudly, "Why don't you just use an empty gun? Who is afraid of whom?"

After the words were spoken, there was silence on the second floor, except for the gasps of the two people, like blowing bellows, echoing around.

No one moved. Both of them seemed to feel that at this moment, it was life or death, heaven or hell. No one could stay calm at this moment.

"Ouch! Who stabbed me when I was so stupid?"

The leopard on the ground suddenly woke up at this moment, crying loudly in pain, and the harsh cry was even more harsh in the silence.

When the sound stopped, Liang Gong's body turned into an afterimage and broke through the barrier of time and space. In an instant, the tip of the stick had reached Huang Mao's neck...

Huang Mao also opened his eyes wide, bit his teeth, and clasped his index finger...

"Whoosh!"

"boom!"