"I lean! That's impossible! "

Liang Maisi suddenly screamed, covered his head, and said with wide eyes, "Azu, did you see it?" Oh my God, hot, do you see that? It only took him 21 rounds to fire! Continuous point shooting, wrist lines do not move! "

"How can there be such a person in the world, he is definitely a monster!"

Zhou Tian covered his ears with his hands and complained: "Do you want to shout so loudly, Maisi, your ears will be deaf by you, we see, he is really a monster." "

Guan Zu was stunned and looked at Huo Wenyao stunned.

Among the four, his psychological quality is the strongest, and he can't help but be sluggish when he sees this almost magical scene in front of him.

Shura, that is the gun that he spent a whole month to improve, only pursues lethality and speed, completely regardless of stability, he just thinks it's fun, and doesn't think anyone can control it, even Peng Yixing may not be able to do it.

But it was such a gun, but the first time someone touched it, he shot the horror of a gunshot in the head, and he almost wondered if the gun he changed was not ruthless enough.

Over there.

Peng Yixing looked at Huo Wenyao and asked seriously, "Ah Yao, are you really playing assembly gun for the first time?" "

Huo Wenyao was too lazy to dwell on this issue, so he said casually: "It's not, I've played for a while before." "

Peng Yixing's eyes were burning, his right hand was on Huo Wenyao's shoulder, and his spirit was slightly excited: "A Yao, you can't be wrong, you are a genius!" In a few months when you become an adult, sign up for IPSC, we will officially compete! "

"I want to compete with you!"

"It's been a long time since anyone can excite me, you did it, I like to compete with masters the most!"

At this moment, Peng Yixing has both the arrogance of being a gunman and the innocence of a child.

ipsc?

Forget it, after tonight, his marksmanship has reached the grandmaster level, at least the same level as Peng Yixing, so what else to do with IPSC, simply to abuse vegetables?

Thinking of this, Huo Wenyao shook his head.

Peng Yixing looked disappointed and said, "Why don't you join the IPSC?" Oh, I see, you think no one is your opponent, it's not interesting, right? "

Huo Wenyao did not speak, and the silence already represented his attitude.

This guy is really just like me!

Peng Yixing looked at Huo Wenyao as if he saw another self, and said, "Yaozai, of course, the others can't be your opponents, but can you defeat me?" "

Huo Wenyao said, "It should be possible." "

"Nope!"

Peng Yixing said confidently, "I don't think you can beat me, no one can!" So, join the IPSC, we officially compete! By the way, where do you live, is there a pager, tell me how many numbers. "

Huo Wenyao put Asura on the table, still shook his head, and said, "Rick, I can give you the number, but I won't participate in ipsc, I don't want to waste time on these trivial matters, your marksmanship is very clever, but you haven't understood it yet." "

Peng Yixing was stunned, "I didn't understand anything? "

Huo Wenyao stared at Peng Yixing's eyes and said slowly: "Guns are used to kill, not to compete!" "

"Ugh!!"

This sentence was like a bolt of lightning striking through Peng Yixing's brain, and high-voltage electricity rushed through his body.

His breathing became rapid!

Huo Wenyao patted Peng Yixing's shoulder, told him his pager number, and said, "But before you kill, you need to figure out whether the gun is killing or you are killing." If the gun is killing, the gun controls you, if you are killing, then you control the gun, this is the top gunman! "

In "The Gun King", the reason why Peng Yixing's personality is split is that he does not understand this, whether it is a simple killing or a chivalrous meaning of thought.

Huo Wenyao didn't mind touching him up in advance.

Peng Yixing's eyes became slightly confused, obviously thinking about Huo Wenyao's words, whether the gun was killing or the person was killing.

Huo Wenyao said: "It's so late, don't think about it, I'm going back, can you leave?" "

Peng Yixing nodded.

He originally planned to stay here for one night to point out Guan Zu's marksmanship, but hearing Huo Wenyao's words, coupled with a super genius gunman like Huo Wenyao, he still had the mind to point Guan Zu, naturally he didn't want to stay longer.

Huo Wenyao and Peng Yixing walked together and prepared to leave.

Zhanmi also wanted to leave, but was grabbed by Liang Maisi and said to him: "If you want to return us as friends, just tell us, what is the origin of your big guy?!" "

Zhan Mi said naturally: "Then we are not friends." "

Liang Mais: "..."

You are paralyzed!

"Wait a minute!" Guan Zu suddenly shouted behind Huo Wenyao, "What kind of person are you? "

Huo Wenyao didn't reply, and chuckled: "Little friend, we are not people of the world. Don't ask so much, be careful of getting into trouble. "

It is indeed not a person of the world.

Huo Wenyao and Zhanmi are one world, and Xianti and Guan Zu are another world, which is a completely different living environment caused by different classes.

Even if it is 84 years now, it is no different from 2,000 years.

The current Guan Zu and Liang Maisi are just children spoiled by their parents, and they really haven't entered Huo Wenyao's eyes for the time being.

Huo Wenyao, Zhan Mi, and Peng Yixing left, leaving Guan Zu, Liang Maisi and others stunned.

It was clear that Huo Wenyao was only 17 years old, younger than any of the four of them, but to their ears, the phrase "little friend" not only did not feel harsh, but in a trance, he even felt that he was right.

Moment.

Guan Zu clenched his fists and suddenly said, "Little friend? The next time we meet, I must let you know that I am not a child! "

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