The leisurely countryside of the live broadcasting mountain master

Chapter 203

Yu Yishan carefully recalled the touch of his fingers just now, and felt that it was not the old man's body that was poked.

This sentence is a bit slang, the part that his fingers directly touched was originally the old man's coat, but he felt that the old man's coat was a bit hard, much harder than normal clothes, as if it was covered with a layer of wallet.

Is this old man still wearing a bulletproof vest?

It's not impossible, not to mention high-end items such as bulletproof vests, clothes with certain protective capabilities can still be bought on the Internet.

Such as anti-stab, anti-cut, anti-cut services and equipment.

These things may be almost bulletproof, but they are not completely ineffective. At a relatively long distance, when the kinetic energy of the bullet has been consumed almost, this kind of equipment can somewhat start to work.

As for cold weapons, the advantages of this type of equipment are even greater.

Don't underestimate the level of modern technology. The performance of polymer materials is far stronger than that of metal. An excellent protective clothing is simply a treasure in ancient times. In front of those messy knives, guns and sticks, protective clothing can be completely invulnerable. degree.

The old man must have been wearing something so that he could carry the two fingers of Yishan. Although he looked very uncomfortable, he was not fainted after all.

Yu Yishan felt a little emotional. This old man is really cautious. He even wears protective equipment while working and refuses to take it off. How precious is his life?

People with such a strong sense of protection seem to have experienced a lot of storms.

And this old man's skill is not bad, much stronger than many young people.

"who are you!"

The old man asked a question the moment he stepped back, his tone was a little startled, and he seemed to be delaying time.

Yu Yishan noticed that the old man's flashlight was not held in his hand, but was tied up with one body and hung on his waist like a satchel.

Therefore, even during the fight, his flashlight did not fall off, and the beam of the flashlight happened to be facing Yu Yishan at this time.

At the same time, Yu Yishan saw that the old man's hands were quickly touching his waist, and this action could not be hidden from Yu Yishan's eyes.

Clearly, he was drawing a gun.

The old man must have a gun, just like the poachers before, everyone has a pistol in their waist.

Although the old man has a little kung fu, why not use a gun?

Guns are much easier to use than kung fu, and he knows that he can't deal with Yu Yishan with kung fu alone.

However, using a gun also has a big disadvantage. It must be unloaded when it is inserted in the waist, or it accidentally goes off... the little brother may be gone.

So, now that the old man wants to use the gun, he can shoot directly before he can pull it out. He has to load the pistol first, or release the safety.

This action will delay for a second, which is a matter of life and death.

In fact, there is a truth that everyone knows, that is, in close combat, a pistol is definitely not as good as a dagger.

Therefore, many armies will teach some cold weapon fighting techniques, just to give soldiers a greater chance of winning and more chances of survival under some special circumstances.

Yu Yishan felt that the old man must have been carrying a cold weapon like a dagger. A fierce, seasoned, experienced old fritter like this, who even wore a protective suit, must be fully equipped with all kinds of weapons .

It is impossible for this old man not to understand the advantages and disadvantages of various weapons, and he must also know things like daggers, which are more suitable for the current situation.

But the old man's first reaction was to draw his gun. I don't know if he was out of control, or if he thought he could attract his attention by saying a few words, thus delaying the preparation time for drawing the gun.

No matter what, Yu Yishan would not let the old man's plot to pull out the gun succeed, and he didn't plan to talk to the old man about introducing himself for fifty cents before he beat the old man to the ground.

Only those kind of open and aboveboard contests would open their mouths before the fight, who are you, who am I, and who is my father.

This is the same as his live broadcast, the purpose is to attract fans.

But now is the time to risk your life, you must clean up your opponent first, and then slowly introduce yourself to attract fans.

As a result, Yu Yishan's figure flashed, and suddenly appeared on the right side of the old man, and turned his right palm into a knife, and slashed at the old man's throat.

The old man was taken aback. Yu Yishan's speed was so fast that he could hardly breathe. At this time, he didn't bother to load the pistol. He raised his right arm and hurriedly blocked it in front of his neck, and said eagerly: "Yes! Easy to talk about!"

To describe Yu Yishan's current mood in one sentence, it is: I believe you are a ghost, you are a very bad old man.

Have something to say?Then you still draw a gun?Do you think you are going to touch it?Pull out your gun and talk to you again?
Yu Yishan was complaining in his heart, but the movements of his hands were not slow.

In fact, he could completely break the old man's arm, these parrying and blocking routines didn't work in front of him at all.

His strength is already outrageous, and he also possesses internal strength. These defensive moves in human fighting techniques are all a joke to him.

For example, in the ring, those boxers like to protect their heads with both hands, this action has no meaning at all to Yishan.

If he wants to hit it with a fist, it's useless to put ten pairs of arms in front of your head. He can break these ten pairs of arms abruptly, and the remaining strength is still enough to give your head a concussion.

This is called one force drop ten meetings.

But Yu Yishan wanted to use his skills more, because in modern society, there are no people who can fight. Those players in the ring are not desperate, and the excitement of fighting is much less.

With all his combat skills, he couldn't find a suitable opponent to compete with, and he was always very regretful.

It just so happened that I ran into this old man today. This old man seemed to be a person with a little background, and he couldn't help itching his hands.

He wants to deal with this old man slowly and play a few more tricks.

Therefore, his palm of the saber turned into a false move again. He took a strange step, his body suddenly turned around, and this palm cut to the back of the old man's neck again.

The old man was covered in cold sweat, he hurriedly bent over and shrank his head, and took a few steps hastily, like a chicken, shrinking his head while running.

These few steps finally opened the distance for him, and Yu Yishan did not catch up with the movement behind him. He was overjoyed, and secretly shouted: The opportunity has come!

His footsteps did not stop, and he continued to run forward. Taking this opportunity, he wanted to load the pistol...

Oh, no, because this pistol is more troublesome to load, so he usually keeps it loaded. At this time, he only needs to release the safety.

Then you can shoot back in no time!

That's right, he didn't intend to chat with Yu Yishan for fifty cents, he wanted to shoot directly.

Shoot two shots before talking, and then ask the question clearly after shooting.

But before he ran a few steps, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Where is the gun in his hand?

Didn't he just hold a gun in his hand?
(End of this chapter)