God-level Consort of the Tang Dynasty

This Desert Eagle was won by Du He in a lottery, with a total of twenty bullets.

A bullet was wasted when he tried the gun.

A bullet killed the Tubo Hercules Dorazan.

Eighteen bullets remain now.

Today, Du He carried all the bullets on his body, just enough to reload them twice.

Zhang Shigui stared at the Desert Eagle in Du He's hand, and suddenly burst out laughing.

In his opinion, the weapon in Du He's hand...couldn't even be a weapon. It was like a toy, maybe it was a hidden weapon or something, and there was no threat at all.

In Zhang Shigui's eyes, only this kind of long spear, which is as tall as a man, can be regarded as a real weapon.

"Du He, go to hell!"

Zhang Shigui held the big knife in both hands, jumped up, and slashed at Du He in the air.

Seeing Du He, he changed his left hand to hold the shield, raised the gun with his right hand and pulled the trigger.

boom.

"what……"

Zhang Shigui, who was still in the air, suddenly screamed and fell to the ground.

After he landed, he grabbed his shoulders and saw a bloody hole on his left shoulder that was bleeding out.

Du He curled his lips: "It missed!"

"Ah... Du He, the old man has changed his mind. I won't kill you now. I will catch you, cut off the meat piece by piece with a knife, roast it and eat it in front of you. Damn it..." Zhang Shigui was furious furious.

This guy went crazy, like a wild beast, and rushed towards Du He like crazy.

Bang bang bang.

Du He fired three shots in a row, one shot missed, and two shots hit Zhang Shigui's thigh and arm respectively.

However, as if this guy didn't know the pain, he still rushed forward frantically and slashed at Du He a few times, but was bounced off by Du He's shield.

……

(Second watch,)

Chapter 321

In the open space, gunshots sounded from time to time.

Soon, Du He ran out of bullets.

There were only nine bullets left.

Looking at Zhang Shigui again, he was shot six times, his whole body was covered in blood, and he let out roars from time to time.

Before, Du He thought that with the Desert Eagle, he would be invincible.

Looking at it now, even with the Desert Eagle, even with super spear skills, it is not easy to kill a master like Zhang Shigui.

A living person is no better than a target, but they will not stand still and let you aim at them.

What's more, at this moment Zhang Shigui had already grasped the characteristics of the weapon in Du He's hand, and would shake his body from side to side when attacking, so as to prevent Du He from pointing the gun at himself.

Du He missed three shots in a row.

There were six rounds left.

Du He thought to himself: This old thief is so young, his body is so flexible, if he is not allowed to approach, there is no chance to kill him.

But if you let him get close...with Zhang Shigui's explosive power and that terrifying long knife.

Du He is bound to fall into a desperate situation.

Suddenly, Du He picked up the Desert Eagle, pointed it at Zhang Shigui, tapped it a few times, and finally said fiercely: "What a piece of crap, the chain will be dropped at a critical moment!"

Immediately, he put away the Desert Eagle, turned around and ran wildly.

Seeing this, Zhang Shigui said, "Du He, hahaha, your hidden weapon is no longer working, die!"

With that said, the guy chased after him.

The two chased one after the other to a small pool.

In front of you is a bottomless pool of water.

Duhe has nowhere to go.

Zhang Shigui has blocked the only road.

This guy showed a smug smile: "Du He, there is nowhere to go, right?"

Du He stared at his own face in the pool, his face was frighteningly pale.

He turned around slowly, looked at Zhang Shigui, slowly raised his shield, and said: "Come on, old thief, today, either you die or you die."

Zhang Shigui snorted coldly: "When death is imminent, you are still bragging about it, so take your life."

As he said that, the long knife was raised and rushed towards Du He.

Swish.

Du He hastily enlarged the shield, covering himself like a giant umbrella.

boom.

The long knife slashed at the shield.

Click.

A crack appeared in the shield immediately, and Zhang Shigui's long knife was inserted into the crack in the shield.

When he wanted to draw his knife back, he found that the blade was firmly stuck by the crack in the shield.

Before he could react, Du He's head popped out from under the shield and shouted: "Old thief, go to hell!"

Immediately, I saw Du He pull out the Desert Eagle and put it on Zhang Shigui's chest.

Bang bang bang.