Chapter 383 1 vs 3 Guns

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"My Buddha is merciful! Do you think you can easily hurt the poor monk with a gun? Hmph!"

Immediately, the crazy monk who fell into the woods leaped out again. The crazy monk dressed in coarse clothes really fell from the sky like a glaring king kong. Trembling.

Whoosh!

At this time, Liu Feng was performing super-level, and his footsteps did not move, but his figure had already retreated more than ten meters away, and went directly to Han Yichen's side.

"Feng, don't be afraid, I have a gun."

Han Yichen was also frightened by the crazy monk's kung fu, he was still pulling the trigger, shooting at the crazy monk, and muttered: "Paralyzed, why doesn't this heavy machine gun fire, hurry up, da da da... ..."

"I go!"

Liu Feng covered his forehead with his hands, and cursed extremely speechlessly: "Aren't you stupid? The bullets are all gone, are they empty shells if you haven't heard it? Can't you hear the crackling sound? You can spit it out by dubbing it yourself. Bullets coming?"

Depend on!

Han Yichen roared, threw the heavy machine gun on the ground, and asked with a confused face: "Then, what should we do next?"

"What else can I do, fight!"

Liu Feng arrogantly said that he wanted to fight, and then pushed Han Yichen forward, "You are a senior brother, you go."

"Your sister!" Han Yichen took a step back, "My master is your master's younger brother. If you understand it, you can also be my senior brother."

"I went, do you want to be so shameless?"

"I saved you once in South Korea. Now you are better than me. After encountering a strong enemy, you should go to the front no matter what."

Han Yichen was faster than a rabbit at this time, and retreated behind Liu Feng with a whoosh.

Hehe, hehe!

Liu Feng gave a wry smile, turned around to look at the crazy monk, and said tentatively: "Well, this master is a high-spirited monk at first glance, maybe he is not the person who came to participate in the Qianlong list competition at all. , and they didn’t come to trouble us at all, why do we have to be so scared? Master, am I right?”

"My Buddha is merciful, I just ask, which of you two is Liu Feng?" asked the crazy monk.

"I'm not!"

"he is……"

Liu Feng and Han Yichen said at the same time, and then Liu Feng had a feeling of wanting to kill Han Yichen. He is really not afraid of opponents who are like gods, but teammates who are like pigs!

Han Yichen also covered his mouth at the same time, and then asked in a low voice: "Well, did I say something wrong?"

"Yes, you are absolutely right."

Without Liu Feng's answer, the crazy monk stepped forward, "Boy, I'm here to find Liu Feng, you're right, this matter has nothing to do with you, can you just stand aside and watch?"

Eh!

Han Yichen took two steps back, and asked in a questioning tone, "Master, does that mean I can go?"

"Can't!"

The crazy monk said: "You just don't have to die now. After all, you shot me just now. If I didn't hide quickly, I would have been killed by you. So, after I kill Liu Feng, it will be your turn." .”

Depend on!

Han Yichen was so angry that he almost swears.

Snapped!

Liu Feng raised his hand and snapped his fingers, which was called a relief.

"Liu Feng, I should kill you now."

The crazy monk walked towards Liu Feng, and said viciously: "I want you to understand, Shi Chanxin is my disciple, and I came to avenge him. Originally, I wanted to give you a chance to participate in the Qianlong list." Dabi, I got a good ranking for China, but after I learned about your series of evil deeds, I changed my mind, a scum like you is not worthy to participate in the Qianlong ranking competition."

While speaking, the crazy monk raised his big fleshy slap.

Liu Feng had no doubts at all, the great monk's slap was slapped, even if he was capable enough, he might die.

"etc!"

Liu Feng waved his hand and said, "Crazy monk, right? It's not Brother Feng, I look down on you,

You are not my opponent at all, can you believe it? "

"I'll go! I can't be merciful after hearing this, I'm not your opponent?" The crazy monk was almost laughed by Liu Fengqi.

Liu Feng raised his hand, took out an ordinary pistol, shook it in his hand and said, "I heard that your crazy monk's hard qigong practiced horizontally is unparalleled in the world. Your hard qigong, the Shaolin golden bell cover, can stop bullets." ?"

"Fart, can you?" The crazy monk asked.

"I can do it! Do you dare to compare with me, how about the two of us with three shots?"

Liu Feng said solemnly: "I will let you shoot me first, we will fight each other one by one, until three shots, see who can't stand it, do you dare?"

"This..." The crazy monk was really stopped by Liu Feng's question.

And Liu Feng stuffed the pistol into the hands of the crazy monk very grandly, patted his chest and said, "Come on, hit, you come first. But it's agreed, you can only hit the torso, not the head."

"Okay! You dare, don't you dare the poor monk?" The crazy monk pointed the muzzle of the gun at Liu Feng's chest, and pulled the trigger fiercely.

boom!

The gunshot rang out, and the bullet made a hole in Liu Feng's chest emitting white smoke.

And Liu Feng was shocked by the inertia of the bullet and then took two steps back, but he didn't fall down, and even a trace of blood didn't flow out.

"You, really blocked the bullet?"

At this moment, the mad monk's eyes were as big as a copper bell, "How is it possible? I am practicing hard kung fu vigorously, I am afraid it is not as powerful as it is?"

"Hehe! Crazy monk, I'm afraid only God knows how great a person's potential is."

Liu Feng raised his finger to point to the sky, and then pointed to the crazy monk, "I'm afraid you haven't tried it yourself, and you dare not try it? My martial arts level is not as good as yours. I haven't practiced martial arts for a long time, but I did it. Are you not convinced? "

The crazy monk turned green and pale when asked, and then handed the gun to Liu Feng, "Come on, shoot me too, you can block the bullets, can't the poor monk?"

While speaking, the mad monk strode steadily, his whole body swelled with zhenqi, and the coarse clothes on his body moved without wind, really revealing the might of an arhat who has conquered demons.

"Are you ready?" The pistol turned in Liu Feng's hand, and an ordinary pistol, like magic, turned into a dark ruler with a length of 27 cm.

The crazy monk has a rude personality, so naturally he didn't notice this detail, and nodded solemnly: "Come on, chest and stomach are up to you. The poor monk is more powerful than you, and he can also hit the legs."

boom!

Liu Feng was not polite. Before the crazy monk finished speaking, he pulled the trigger.

The bullet exploded in the chest of the mad monk, and a pool of blood splashed out.

"Ah... this..." The crazy monk turned pale with shock, and staggered back.

Bang, bang!

But Liu Feng didn't plan to talk nonsense with him, two more shots fired, one bullet pierced the crazy monk's calf, and another bullet nailed him in the stomach.

What legendary level, what martial arts despise the world, but in front of the real powerful firearms, they are all scum.

But no matter what, this crazy monk was really fierce. He was hit three times in a row, but he didn't die, he just took a few steps back and sat slumped on the ground.

"This, this, why? I can't stop the bullet, why can you?" The crazy monk had a painful and puzzled expression on his face.

At this time, Liu Feng pulled out a bullet from the bullet hole in his chest, and said with a smile: "Master, there is something called bulletproof vest in this world, haven't you heard of it?"