Sell Evil

Miao Long followed the direction of the sniper projectile, but hit a few more shots shortly. Of course, ordinary bullets must not hurt him. Ha 18m (1_1) Miao Long also knows that later these guns were that the gunman intentionally exposed the location and led himself somewhere.

As a result, Miao Long simply speeded up, like a blast in the desert, flying in the direction of the subsequent bullets. What made him feel incredible was that even when he was moving at a high speed, the shooter's firing to himself had not been interrupted, and the position of the hit was always kept on his head.

Finally, nearly two kilometers outside the steel commandment marching team, Miao Long saw a gunsmith. He was lying on a desert snorkeling, holding a sniper rifle and relying on the high terrain of a dune for sniping.

Miao Long looked at the gunsmith in front of the steel discipline service uniform and recognized him: "I know you, you are Charles Roll, a traitor to the Royal Academy, gunsmith."

The gunsmith put down his sniper rifle. "I want to ask you not to shoot at this division. We have to rely on the strength of the steel commandment to get the Emperor of Shuangying County. If this division is placed on the front of the battlefield, it is quite powerful of."

"Nonsense, I'm Emperor!" Miao Long said, with one hand.

The gunsmith was sitting on the desert plankton. At the moment when the other party made a gesture, the entire plank was wrapped in sand around it and turned into a huge sand ball.

The desert safari soon exploded in the crushing of the sand. When the sand dispersed, only the broken metal remains were still smoky.

Miao Long did not see the body of the gunsmith, and he knew that this opponent was not so easy to die. really. At this moment, several green awns were shot in the sand beneath his feet without warning.

Miao Long stepped back and avoided it easily. A few seconds later, an explosion occurred where he stood. The sand exploded from the ground, and a sand rain fell from the air. The gunsmith also emerged from the ground, with a strangely shaped gun in his hand.

"At the time of that blow ... I used this gun to clear a way and hide underneath?" Miao Long asked: "What is your ability? Control the bullets fired from various guns, change Are their power and trajectory? "

"I guessed wrong, the gun was made by me, and the marksmanship was practiced from a young age." The gunsmith replied, "My ability has not been realized yet."

"Oh?" Miao Long sneered, "It's pretty good. Do you want to say that, so far, you have relied on the skills acquired by hard work during the battle?" He paused: "Still, in fact, I have already That's right. 1 (1) When you answer this way, you just want to confuse audiovisual and bluffing. It makes me think you have some other ability hidden. "

"You are really uncomfortable." Gunsmith said: "I have not seen the fierce-level ability, but what kind of expression you are proud of all the time ... It seems that you always compare with yourself What about weak people? "

The gunner's instinct was striking, and this time it was the same again.

Miao Long grunted coldly. The attitude remains unchanged: "I can't help it. Under the same instructor, I'm just a little bit better than others, and my level rises faster than others. People around me are weak and I can't choose, even if I don't want to It looks like a lot of chickens ... "

"Then you are just a crane," the gunsmith interrupted. He actually put away the bone gun: "A crane full of superiority and comfort in the flock. While complaining that his companion is too weak, he enjoys the feeling of standing up."

Miao Long's face became difficult to look, the gunsmith completely ignored it, and then said, "Really dissatisfied, can you stay in the crane group? But you won't, in my opinion, you are better than yourself. Can't people get along? You are afraid of losing that sense of superiority and the pressure of competition. For you, living in a henhouse as the boss and posing as a cursed person is the most ideal life. Your Meter, but that's it. "

The blue tendons on Miao Long's temples were protruding, and the gunsmith's straight-forward attitude was accurate to the horrible intuition, and the blood was exposed. Miao Long was instantly ashamed into anger.

"Dare to say ..." Miao Long gritted his teeth and said, "When is the turn of the weak to comment on the strength of the strong?" His fingers shivered like a convulsive fist: "You are looking for death!"

As soon as Miao Long's voice fell, the entire sand dune they stood on began to change shape, like a vase of mud germs, and the walls were raised in the middle. After a while, the two seemed to be in a giant cylindrical chimney.

"Did you even use this trick? It seems that you met a very powerful guy." Cole said looking at the sand pillar in the distance.

"Ah? What trick?" Tamson was sitting next to him, wearing tank tops and shorts, and his eyes were still covered, lest he run away with the illusion.

At this moment, the two were sitting on the sand and wearing handcuffs. The muzzles of dozens of guns and sniper mirrors at long distances aimed at them, and they moved slightly, cutting and playing.

Sparton and the accountant naturally saw this scene, and the two of them returned to the army. No one would have thought that if it were not for the presence of the two servicemen, I am afraid that the army is now gradually defeated in the **** battle.

"The gunsmith is he all right?" The accountant asked. "He is as strong as you, and meets fierce guys ..."

"Don't worry," Sparton replied: "If I don't think he has a chance to win, and I won't agree to let him take the other party alone to deal with it, I think he must have some plans."

"Man ... that gunsmith ... what plans can he have?" The accountant asked with a narrow eye.

"Oh ... gunsmith, I am better than me and snake gambling together." Sparton explained: "Except for Tianyi and Darkwater, he is the one who has the most eternal core secrets in the organization. More than technology. "

"Are there any other martial arts that fail?" Said the accountant.

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At the same time, in the sand pillar.

"You put away your gun, are you ready to use the ability?" Miao Long sneered: "However, before that, you better think about how to deal with this."

The surrounding sand walls suddenly lived as normal, and the fine sand merged into sharp arrows and shot out of the sand walls without any warning. They fired away at the gunsmith at 360 degrees without dead ends.

Miao Long, who stood about ten meters in front of the gunsmith, was very safe. He himself would be accidentally injured by the sand arrow, but he was a fierce-level person with energy protection around him. This attack hits the body and the power of the bullet. There is little difference, there is no need to deliberately dodge.

"Even the moves are used to deal with opponents who are weaker than themselves." The gunsmith dodged quickly, and actually avoided most of the sand arrows: "In the face of the ability of the same level, you look quite spectacular Is n’t it a flashy waste? ”

"What's wrong! It's a good move to kill you!" Miao Long finally couldn't hold back. While the gunsmith's actions were limited, he rushed up in person, ready to break the opponent's neck with his bare hands.

But he never expected that a strong ability could keep up with his speed and hold his arm firmly.

Sand Arrow also stopped at this moment. The gunsmith looked at the other side, his eyes full of ridicule: "If the battle situation changes a little, you will have difficulty concentrating, and you will not be able to maintain that wasteful move."

Miao Long poured energy into his hands, trying to break free of restraint, but suddenly found that a strange sense of incongruity came from his arms. When his gaze shifted, he was terrified because his right forearm turned into wood.

"Don't you believe I have other abilities?" Gunsmith said, "How about this?"

"Big brother!" Miao Long shouted like this, but didn't scream.

"My ability is just to take a long time to change an object. After entering the strong realm, although the speed of transforming matter has improved, the improvement is not too great, but I get inspiration from a stone. I realized a new technique. "The gunsmith said easily," without changing the shape and volume, you can instantly turn a small piece of contact into any material. Of course, you don't have to be so scared. The change produced by this move is temporary, and I will change back when I let go. "He said as he shattered Miao Long's wooden forearm.

Then, he "relaxed" in a hurry. After the wood left the gunsmith's palm, it became flesh again within a few seconds, but the broken was always broken. , But a little bit of bone adhesion.

It was just a strange feeling just now, but now it has evolved into a real pain. Miao Long's eyes were almost glaring out. He had never suffered such a serious injury in the past, and he was still severely wounded by a guy lower than himself. Not only was it painful, but also his pride Blow.

"It's impossible ... I'm faster than you! Stronger!" Miao Long stepped back and lifted her leg as a side kick.

The gunsmith flashed sideways and grabbed his knee again.

Now Miao Long's face is almost green ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ One is that he really confirmed that the gunner is really not slower than himself, and the other is that his calf has been turned into plastic.

"In theory, you can be faster and stronger than me, but trouble yourself to reflect on yourself. When dealing with a person with a lower level of ability than yours, your initial choice is a long-range, no physical contact attack. At that time I knew that your level of contact with other short soldiers was worse than mine, so I did n’t even want to use a gun. As for your ability level and physical ability, it ’s too bad. I ’ve seen a person wearing a mirror The guy in the mask fights. At the time, he was only a strong player, but he had a fight with speed and blood. You must understand that there is no absolute limit on physical ability, and the grade cannot be used as a basis for judgment. "The gunsmith laughed:" More For those who are fiercely capable, you are indeed not bad. "

"No ... wait!" Miao Long shouted in fear.

The gunsmith still broke his plastic leg. After giving up this time, Miao Long finally couldn't help screaming.

"If you are a self-satisfied crane in a henhouse, then I am an owl mixed in a phoenix nest. To a certain extent, ha ... I also have an arrogant capital." The gunsmith then took out his bones leisurely. The gun came and pointed at the opponent's forehead: "This is not an ordinary bullet."