Chapter 905 fierce battle
Bang!
"Miscellaneous, let you deceive women again!"
Bang!
"Bastard, let you have a soft meal!"
Zhao Yongqi played very well?
From the surface, this question is indeed the case. At least the person who commits violence now is definitely Zhao Yongqi himself. However, note that it is "but"! If we analyze it deeply through the appearance, we will be surprised to get the completely opposite answer.
Slowly stopped, Zhao Yongqi, with a bitter face, turned around and squatted on the side, holding his beautiful chin with his small hands, leaning his pretty white elbows on the charming knees, and his beautiful big eyes looked at the scene of violence without blinking. Yang Mu, who had a mysterious smile, asked embarrassedly: "Sister Mumu, continue?"
The big eyes, which were originally smiling, were filled with a layer of mist as soon as they finished their words, as if a rain of pearls would drop at any time. The beautiful eyes fell pitifully on the handsome face that was laughable and crying, and a sad voice sounded: "Your Majesty, you must make the decision for me!"
"This..." Zhao Yongqi, who had once again realized deeply that he could not offend a hundred fully armed terrorists, would never offend a woman. He said embarrassedly: "Sister Mumu, I have been making decisions for you for a long time. Do you think..."
"Your Majesty, I feel so sad." Before Zhao Yongqi finished speaking, his delicate body had already fallen beside him. The heaven-defying thing on his chest, who did not know whether the fourth or fifth English or reached the sixth in a squeeze state, crushed Zhao Yongqi's "sweet" arms without reservation.
Feeling the thrilling softness coming, Zhao Yongqi looked at the ground and already vented more and inhaled less. Basically, let alone his mother, even pigs were unwilling to regard him as a similar type of Li Tingwei, and sighed in his heart: "Hey, man, it's still an animal that thinks in the lower body. Brother, I'm sorry, hold on!" dudu();
Bang!
"I told you to ask the young master to chase me for thousands of miles!"
Bang!
"I told you to let the young master carry you away!"
Bang!
"I told you to let the young master eat a gun!"
When Zhao Yongqi waved his arm, the queen returned to her previous standard posture of smiling and looking at the scene of violence with a satisfied look. However, at this moment, when Zhao Yongqi finished speaking, she suddenly grabbed his arm.
"Wait." Yang Mu's beautiful eyes turned to Zhao Yongqi's left arm, frowned and asked in surprise: "Xiao Qi, what did you say just now? Eat a gun?"
"Ah?" Zhao Yongqi, who seemed to realize that he had missed his mouth. He stopped and grabbed his hair. He turned his eyes and seemed to be thinking about some explanation. He said unconsciously: "Well..."
...dudu();
One day and one night ago, the Emperor Nightclub.
When he saw the bald man taking out the pistol in his arms with a ferocious expression, a cold light flashed in Zhao Yongqi's eagle's eyes. He didn't even hesitate for half a second, and the baton in his hand shot straight at Mr. Hong's wrist holding the gun like a flying knife.
Mr. Hong's reaction was far beyond Zhao Yongqi's expectations. In an instant, he not only did he dodge the lightning-fast baton, but also pointed his muzzle at Zhao Yongqi who was shooting at the moment of lightning.
"Lianjiazi!" These three words only appeared in Zhao Yongqi's mind. A fire flashed into his eyes with dynamic vision, which was the flame ejected from the muzzle.
Bang!
When the guns rang, it was also the time when the whole nightclub began to be in chaos. The men and women who were still watching the fun began to rush to various places where they could hide in horror. The screams of the women were heard, and the shouts of the men came one after another.
However, at this moment, Zhao Yongqi no longer had the intention to pay attention to what others were doing. He knew that his life and death were just in an instant.
Zhao Yongqi, who took the lead, was lucky to fire the first shot from Hong Ye's side. However, the price of this kind of avoidance was that the distance that could have been quickly shortened and had to be pulled away sideways. If it were normal, it would only be one second more, but now this second is enough to make people separate life and death.
A pistol will definitely not have only one bullet, which is the consensus of most normal people. What's more, Mr. Hong quickly adjusted the shooting position and told Zhao Yongqi that there are absolutely deadly enough bullets in his pistol.
In fact, Zhao Yongqi didn't know that the new, millimeter-caliber military pistol of the Chinese equipment in Hong Ye's hand had the largest pistol loading capacity in the world, with a total of twenty rounds!dudu();
Yes, you are absolutely not wrong. The loading volume of twenty pistols is not far from the thirty of some ordinary assault rifles!
Bang bang!
Sure enough, after Mr. Hong turned sideways and let the baton thrown by Guofei, he relied on his feelings to shoot two more shots in the direction of Zhao Yongqi without hesitation. However, this time, he was still far from Zhao Yongqi's body and had no substantial lethality. However, even so, it was enough to offset the threat of Zhao Yongqi's rapid approaching.
Zhao Yongqi, who almost used his foot strength to the extreme, had no intention of approaching Hong Ye in a straight line. He knew very well that the bullets were rushing around in the battlefield in the movie, and the bullets seemed to have eyes, just that they would not let him die. If anyone really dared to be so "heroic", next year is the death day, which is the only ending.
Reality is not a movie, that is, there is no chance to do it again, and you will not be able to shoot a gun just because you are so-and-so.
At this moment, Zhao Yongqi, after avoiding Mr. Hong's three shots, had already quickly walked around the corner of the hall, and finally had a pillar to hide for the time being.
"Go up, force him out!" Seeing Zhao Yongqi hiding behind the pillar, he hooked his toes and picked up a watermelon knife scattered on the ground. Master Hong knew that he had not given up on the confrontation. His eyes were condensed, and he shone fiercely. He waved his hand at his subordinates, followed behind them, approaching the pillar with a gun.
Mr. Hong thought very well. As long as he forced Zhao Yongqi out from behind the pillar, the firearm in his hand would be enough to make several holes in him. However, this was the first and last mistake he made!
The maids were very obedient. At the order of Master Hong, he immediately divided into two sides and surrounded the pillars, and Zhao Yongqi was also waiting for their arrival.
The horseman who rushed in front was just approaching the edge of the pillar and found a flash of sight before his eyes. A slender black figure shot out like lightning. There was no chance of resistance at all. He felt a pain in his neck and then lost consciousness.
Master Hong's reaction speed was much faster than those mascots, but at this time he was sad to find that his shooting world was blocked by his group of mascots!
"Scatter, disperse!" Realizing that he had made a mistake before, Mr. Hong wanted to make up for it, but it was too late. At this moment, Zhao Yongqi was like a tiger storming into the flock of sheep, and like a ghost floating in the crowd, approaching the horsemen one by one, using their bodies as shields, constantly approaching Mr. Hong!
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Chapter completed!