Space Base Arms Dealer

Now that the business has been negotiated, Fang Shijie feels that these capricious generals and commanders are unlikely to have any plans for him again. However, as Hu Yuesheng showed, these people have some strange habits, and Fang Shijie needs to cooperate

Let's satisfy them for a while.

Fang Shijie was just ganged up by them to make a fool of themselves. If they don't get him back now, how long will it take?

Therefore, he once again showed a look of dementia on his face and asked: "General, what do you want to bet on?"

Ma La looked at Fang Shijie's stinky face and wanted to go up and tear him apart. He secretly tried hard in his heart: General Hu, come on, General Z, come on!

He didn't want Hu Yuesheng to avenge him, but he wanted to see Hu Yuesheng suffer a heavier blow in front of the great hero just like him!

The treacherous General Hu is really on the hook, and he still prefers to go to the tiger mountain even though he knows that there are tigers in the mountains!

He searched Fang Shijie's men with his eyes, pointed at the No. 6 special forces soldier who had just competed with each other, and said to Fang Shijie, "I want my men to compete with him!"

Fang Shijie showed a proud smile: "That's great! Just what I wanted!" He waved, and No. 6 stepped forward.

Hu Yuesheng nodded slightly to Special Forces No. 6: "Well, what a good soldier!"

But he thought in his heart: This good soldier should live to the end!

Fang Shijie replied: "Of course! He has the best marksmanship among all my men!"

Hu Yuesheng said to the largest one among his subordinates: "Ajie! Come out and compete with this sharpshooter!"

Ajie, who was over 1.95 meters tall and as strong as an ox, clearly showed timidity on his fat and dark face after hearing Hu Yuesheng's order. However, he finally took two steps and stood in front of everyone.

Fang Shijie waved his hand: "Let the competition begin!"

Hu Yuesheng smiled and said: "Ajie, you and this sharpshooter, let's learn fighting skills! Remember, don't kill him! You know, sharpshooters are not just easy to get!"

After Ajie heard this, a sinister light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Everyone was surprised. Hu Yuesheng's move was not authentic! How could a fighting master weighing more than 300 kilograms deal with a fragile gunman?

Everyone knows Ajie. He is Hu Yuesheng's personal attendant and bodyguard. Although he is tall and fat, he is extremely flexible and has very heavy strikes. Some people have seen him break a thick stone slab with one punch. He is definitely a human being.

An absolute killing machine!

Fang Shijie panicked and said hurriedly: "General Hu, have you made a mistake? You just said that you want to compete with me as a gunner? Isn't it a competition of marksmanship? Otherwise, let me compete!

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Hu Yuesheng laughed and said: "Brother, how can I get rid of you personally? I'm just having fun with my subordinates! You can just watch the battle with peace of mind!"

Fang Shijie grimaced: "General, what you did is not appropriate!"

Mara said coldly from the side: "Little brother, I just lost nine of my men. But I didn't even say a word!"

Fang Shijie still wanted to save something, and said: "That was because he was willing to admit defeat, and you can't blame me! But this time it is different. He is a sharpshooter that I carefully trained, not a fighter!"

Hu Yuesheng's face turned serious again, and he snorted softly and said: "Brother, you are also a cheerful person. How do you do things like mother-in-law and mother-in-law? Even if you have well-equipped equipment, in this territory, I'm afraid it's not your turn to make the decision.

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Fang Shijie was also angry. He suddenly clapped his hands and said: "Good general Z, you are forcing me! If you want to fight, I will fight! If you have the ability, you can send ten of your men to fight to the death with me, a sharpshooter. You

What do you think?"

As soon as this was said, everyone was stunned again.

What does this young man mean? Does he really want to end this sharpshooter's life here?

Or is he trying to deceive? Want to use the victory of the gun test just now to scare off Hu Yuesheng? However, looking at the physique of this sharpshooter, although he is still strong, compared with Ajie, he looks like a half.

How could a big kid have a chance of winning? If there were nine more people, it would be pure courting death.

His marksmanship is good and he can defeat them one by one from a long distance, but in close combat, how can one fight against ten? Chinese saying goes that it is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands. Which of Hu Yuesheng's subordinates is average? Two fists can defeat twenty pairs of hands. This

Isn't this a joke?

A weird smile appeared on Ma La's face. He had fallen down here just now. I hope Hu Yuesheng would be like him and get a bloody head!

Facing this inevitable victory, Hu Yuesheng hesitated.

The men he brought this time were not many, but they were all elites. If they all lost their lives here, the loss would be huge.

He squinted at Fang Shijie's angry expression and judged whether the young man wanted to scare him off or was making a desperate move.

Ten people are fighting against one sharpshooter, and among them is Ajie, whom he trusts most and who has almost never lost. There is no chance of losing no matter what.

"Gamble!" Hu Yuesheng was like an old gambler who encountered a rare good card, and he immediately pushed out all the chips in front of him.

"You, you, you, and you, you..." Hu Yuesheng quickly selected nine of his men who were best at fighting and asked them to come together to play hard with this sharpshooter.

Seeing Fang Shijie push the sharpshooter out in pain, everyone felt secretly happy. Seeing other people's misfortune, their own mood was usually very happy.

In order to give all his subordinates a chance to enjoy the show, Nuosang specifically gave up the high platform used for the military parade to the eleven contestants participating in the duel. They stood in front of the stage, preparing to watch this rare scene of massacre.

Ten fighters fight against one sharpshooter. Isn't this kind of battle attractive enough?

The soldiers also gathered around, and their emotions were complicated. Did such a top sharpshooter in the world just leave like this? Did he just disappear into this jungle where there is no fairness?

In Nuosang's expectant "start" sound, the two parties on the left and right sides of the high platform began to gather towards the center of the platform.

Under Hu Yuesheng's careful arrangements, his winning trump card, Ajie, was placed behind everyone, waiting for an opportunity to launch a fatal blow to the sharpshooter.

The few people at the front collided with the single-handed sharpshooter.

"Bang bang bang" amidst a heavy blow, the sharpshooter seemed to have been punched several times in a row and took two steps back.

"Oh, it's hopeless! It seems like a miracle won't happen!" Someone sighed in a low voice.

Some people were indignant: "This is simply an unfair duel. Does the outcome mean anything? A sharpshooter versus ten fighting masters. This is really ridiculous!"

Nuosang in the audience nodded slightly and said: "His resistance to fighting is pretty good! It's just that he doesn't seem to be very flexible. Of course, a sharpshooter is not good at fighting in the first place!"

However, in the blink of an eye, the situation on stage changed.

The relatively thin sharpshooter suddenly rushed towards the enemy formation with a roar like a ghost. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian.com to vote for recommendations and monthly votes.