Chapter 224 Unparalleled in the World

Seven steps away, the gun is fast, within seven steps, the gun is accurate and fast.

This sentence is correct or not, at least not completely correct, because it depends on the individual.

For people who have been trained all year round, for a high light, within seven steps is accurate and fast, but for people who have never touched a gun, holding a pistol is within seven steps of a person holding a knife. When it comes to life and death, it’s really not necessarily who will survive.

No need to argue, there are too many cases to look up.

But if the distance of seven steps is changed to within three steps, then the punch must be faster than the gun.

Remember, what is fast is the flying speed of bullets, but bullets are shot by guns, and guns are used by people.

What is the general order of these three steps? It is the distance that a rifle equipped with a bayonet can directly stab.

It was also the remaining distance between the high light and the person jumping off the crystal lamp in front of him.

One step is just a distance, it doesn't really need to take three steps. At least the speed and steps of the person in front of Gao Guang are completely different from those of a normal person. The distance has a different meaning under his feet.

A Chinese man stretched out his fist towards Gao Guang.

Gao Guang shot the Chinese man in the head, but the shot he thought was foolproof failed.

At such a close distance, it was impossible for the highlight to miss, but he just couldn't hit it this time, because when he looked at the person who jumped off the crystal chandelier and rushed towards him, all he needed was Xin Mao. A gun can blow the opponent's head off, but before he shoots

In an instant, the man tilted his head and sprinted forward to the right.

It looked like it was going forward, but it could suddenly change direction. It was this moment that made it impossible for Gao Guang's shot to miss.

Suddenly Yan is on the left, suddenly Yan is on the right.

There was no one in Gao Guang's eyes. He subconsciously bent back and used an iron bridge in the martial arts routine to bend himself down, but he did not lose control of his gun.

"Chen Jinjun!"

Gao Guang shouted a name, and while his body leaned back violently, the pistol fired again,

The name Chen Jinjun is unforgettable to Gao Guang, because the master John can't forget is called this name. He has described this person's appearance to Gao Guang many times.

Gao Guang really felt that the man in front of him was like the Chen Jinjun described by John, but Chen Jinjun should be dead, killed by a bomb, and John had seen his body.

It shouldn't be Chen Jinjun, but Gao Guang felt that it was Chen Jinjun, and then he shouted this voice regardless of whether it was true or not.

Shout, shoot, kill

This time, the highlight didn't hit the head. He hit the enemy's chest, left chest, and heart.

Don't dare to hold back, you won't be able to hold back.

In the moment of life and death, to hold back is to leave death to oneself.

But Gao Guang's shot missed the heart after all. He hit the enemy's right chest because the enemy moved again the moment before he shot.

But no matter how fast a person is, he cannot be faster than a bullet.

Although this is within three steps, Highlight is invincible in close combat.

In the movie, it's bullshit to still be able to jump around after being shot in the chest. Even struggling to hit a few more punches is bullshit. The highlighter uses Jiuting rice-sprayed bullets. After hitting a person's chest, even if it doesn't kill the person instantly, it's bullshit. Fatal, even if it doesn't make people lose all their actions instantly

ability, but it will definitely make people lose the ability to continue doing it

A fist quickly enlarged in front of Gaoguang's eyes, but when it fell, it became weak and weak.

He retracted his right hand to cover his chest. The person in front of Gao Guang staggered back two steps. Then his body staggered and fell to one side. He gasped twice, then spread his right hand and lay down. on the ground

"It's so fast!" After saying it indignantly, the person lying on the ground looked at Gao Guang with hatred and said: "You are the first one who can shoot a gun in front of me. You are awesome. I admit defeat." "

The voices became quieter and quieter, but the high-gloss gun was still pointed at the enemy's head, and he did not dare to relax.

Gao Guang should have shot the enemy in the head, but he hesitated this time, not only because the opponent was Chinese, not only because the opponent was very powerful, but the enemy was the enemy, and hesitation was wrong.

After much hesitation, Gao Guang finally said: "Who are you?"

"You don't know me? Then you just called me me."

Although the answer was not what was asked, it also confirmed that Gao Guang did not dare to take his guess seriously.

Gao Guang was shocked, but Chen Jinjun breathed a sigh of relief and said: "My real name is Fang Zhenwu. The name Chen Jinjun has been discontinued for a long time. Who are you, you... forget it."

Gao Guang wants to know who Fang Zhenwu is, and Fang Zhenwu wants to know the origin of Gao Guang.

So the person John admired was named Fang Zhenwu. He was not dead, but he was about to die, so he suddenly didn't want to know who Gao Guang was.

Fang Zhenwu breathed a sigh of relief and said bitterly: "Forget it, forget it, the gun is still powerful, why can't I shoot accurately... Just pull him down."

The voice became weaker and weaker, until Fang Zhenwu closed his eyes and lost his voice completely.

At this time, Tom, the only one who did not take action and stood at the door of the study, finally shouted loudly: "Is he dead!"

Gao Guang looked up at Tom and saw a shocked look on Tom's face. He even said in surprise: "Is this still a human being? It's incredible."

Fang Zhenwu only wanted to eliminate all threats as soon as possible in a short period of time, so it was impossible for him to kill every opponent he attacked, but he managed to kill everyone in the shortest possible time.

If it weren't for Gao Guang, a melee gunner, the outcome would have been uncertain.

Now, the victory or defeat has been decided, life or death has been decided.

But the highlight that I didn't dare to hold back just now is now very hopeful that Fang Zhenwu can survive.

Because Fang Zhenwu is a legend and John’s idol, and as a Chinese, Gao Guang has cherished the dream of kung fu since he was a child and dedicated his youth to kung fu. Although he gave his youth to the routine by mistake, Gao Guang will of course treat Fang Zhenwu as his idol. Wu-Tang became an idol.

Now that he shot his idol to death with his own hands, this was not what Gao Guang wanted.

So Gao Guang wanted to check whether Fang Zhenwu was dead, but he didn't dare because he was afraid that Fang Zhenwu was pretending to be dead and deceived him and then do something cruel.

For extremely dangerous people, it is better to be in awe. At this time, Gao Guang saw Francisco still standing there blankly.

"Francisco, look if he's dead!"

The high-gloss gun was still pointed at Fang Zhenwu. Francisco slowly walked over, squatted down, stretched out his hand and touched Fang Zhenwu's neck for a while, and said: "There is still a pulse, he is not dead."

After saying that, Francisco grabbed Fang Zhenwu's shirt and tore it open. After all the buttons fell off, the first thing that caught Gao Guang's eyes was a flower.

A red, bowl-sized flower will definitely match the peony that blooms and appears in wealth.

The flower was tattooed on the chest. On the right side of the chest, there are now bullet holes on the flower, and blood is still pouring out.

Under the huge flower is a green flower branch, and the flower branch reaches down to the belly, but it is a group of green leaves.

Red flowers and green leaves, Fang Zhenwu’s tattoos are quite distinctive, but if you look closely, you can see that the peony on the chest is an external scar, and the flower branch connecting the red flowers and green leaves is a scar, and the position of the green leaves is a few The film shows radiating scars

Fang Zhenwu covered his scars with tattoos.

Peony is the only true national color

Several words related to peonies came to Gao Guang's mind. In addition to the flowers blooming and bringing wealth, he felt that peonies were a good match for Fang Zhenwu.

The country is beautiful and fragrant. Fang Zhenwu is not a beauty, but he can be said to be beautiful and fragrant.

Breathing softly, Gao Guang didn't hesitate much. He looked at the few people who were still struggling to get up and suddenly said: "I want to save him."

Mike, who fell on his side and fell to the ground, was struggling to get up. He was stunned for a moment and said, "Are you crazy?"

Paul turned over from the ground, and then he said with a confused look on his face: "Where am I? What's wrong with me?"

Jugula bent down to pull his uncle. He felt that his chest was extremely uncomfortable, and he was indescribably uncomfortable. When he was about to stand up with Kuzsanav, he let out a cry. His mouth was bleeding, and then he sat down on the carpet.

Kuzsayev was punched in the stomach, but he was wearing a bulletproof vest, so he seemed to be fine, but he felt very uncomfortable. However, after seeing his nephew sitting on the ground vomiting blood, he quickly turned around and went to Lanigu. Pull, but when he moved, he felt like his stomach was churning, and then he fell forward and knelt on the ground again. He retched twice, but nothing could be vomited out.

Gao Guang looked at Tom, who raised a hand. He wanted to say something, but couldn't.

Gao Guang said again: "I want to save him, but I can't let him die."

"We need a seriously injured person." Tom spread his hands and said: "The premise is that he can persist to Baghdad. Being shot in the lungs is a long and painful death process. The good news is that there is still a chance of rescue. The bad news is that there is no chance. big."

Gao Guang whispered: "It will be too late to wait until Baghdad. There are doctors here, right?"

Tom shrugged: "This is your problem. I don't mind bringing back a seriously injured person who needs it, but I certainly won't help you find a doctor to save him. This is Sulaymaniya, and you have other important things waiting." That’s right, so it depends on how tough his life is.”

Mike stood up with difficulty. He said with a grimace: "My ribs may have been broken again. It hurts. I fell badly. Why did you save him? Why did you save him and let him die!"

Gao Guang whispered: "He is a master. There is probably no other master like him. Mike, he is very powerful. If he can teach you a few tricks..."

Mike was suddenly stunned, and then he said seriously: "You are right, so we have to save him and let him teach me kung fu."

After finishing speaking, Mike walked up to Fang Zhenwu. He looked down, and then said impatiently: "Don't just stand there, think of a way! Move, we have to save him!"

At this time, Kuzsayev, who had been retching for a long time without any relief, gasped: "We have medical soldiers. I feel so uncomfortable. I must be injured. Boss, if this is Huaxia Gong, then I Will Nikolai die?"

"No, ask your medical soldiers to take a look at him quickly, at least to prevent him from dying for the time being."

Do your best, there is nothing else you can do. Gao Guang cannot put himself and the people around him in danger for the sake of a legendary master. After all, this is Sulaymaniyah, not Baghdad, and not Los Angeles.

Gao Guang looked at Fang Zhenwu, and soon his eyes were once again attracted to the peony flower that was still bleeding.

Gao Guang didn't want Fang Zhenwu to die like this, because this kind of death was unparalleled in the world.

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