Chapter 131 Senior, Let's Go Clubbing Together!

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"Boss Wang Yan, what you said is true?" The Secret Service team was stunned. The initial velocity of the 95 rifle bullet reached 930 meters per second. The dynamic vision of ordinary people is simply not enough to capture such a fast and tiny bullet.

Even Wang Yan, whose overall physical fitness has been greatly improved, cannot avoid bullets within a short distance of 20 to 30 meters.

In fact, when fighting the blood servant before, he dodged the rifle bullets. But at that time, the opponent was far away from him, and there was only one person with a gun. Judging various forms in advance, there is no problem if you dodge a lot.

"Try it." Wang Yan twisted his body, his bones crackling. After some warm-up just now, I feel that my mental state is very good.

"Okay, okay." The Secret Service member swallowed, and ran to apply for a few 95 rifles and a large box of rubber bullets.

The four special service members each put on protective clothing and protective helmets.

"Crack, click!"

A series of bolts sounded and the cartridges were loaded.

One of the secret service members said, "Boss Wang Yan, try to see if you can dodge first." He stood fifteen meters away, holding his gun in a very standard posture.

"boom!"

At the same time as the muzzle flames erupted, Wang Yan swayed slightly, and the bullet grazed his chest and hit the shock-absorbing wall with a bang.

The speed at which the bullet exits the chamber reaches 3,000 kilometers per hour at close range, which is completely different from the tennis cannon.

His dynamic vision could barely catch a trace of afterimages. The reason why he was able to avoid it was because he caught the moment when the special service member pulled the trigger.

"It's amazing!" Several secret service members were amazed.

"Da da da!"

It was another triple shot, and the three bullets hit Wang Yan in a ladder shape. Wang Yan slid half a step sideways, and he dodged two of them. The last one hit his chest directly.

"Boom!" Wang Yan felt as if he had been punched hard, and took a small step back, feeling a slight pain in his chest. The rubber bullet bounced obliquely and landed more than ten meters away.

"Boss Wang Yan, are you alright?" the secret service member became nervous.

"It's okay." Wang Yan took off his T-shirt, revealing his strong chest. The place hit by the rubber bullet can be clearly seen, the skin is a little sunken, and some bruises swell up after a while.

"Huh! It's really hard to dodge bullets." Wang Yan frowned slightly, mainly because he couldn't capture the trajectory of the ballistic, and could only predict the moment the opponent fired.

And without wearing protective clothing, the rubber bullets fired at high speed still hurt him very much. This is also thanks to Wang Yan's tight muscles, and the trabecular bone that supports the bones is very dense and strong.

If it were an ordinary person who was hit by a rubber bullet, he would definitely be thrown to the ground and temporarily lose his mobility. Rubber bullets are often used in suppressing riots, and their stopping power is still very strong.

After thinking for dozens of seconds, Wang Yan said, "Come again."

After the four logistics personnel looked at each other, they began to shoot in turn.

da da da ~

In the training room, crisp gunshots continued one after another.

In less than two minutes, Wang Yan was hit by more than ten bullets. There were more bruises on the chest, thighs, and arms. This made him a little depressed. If he couldn't even dodge the bullet, he would feel too insecure.

This is still a rubber bullet, just imagine. If a group of gangsters shot at him with random guns, once the protective jade pendant exploded, then his own death would follow.

After finally getting to where he is today, Wang Yan doesn't want to die at the hands of a group of gunmen. The goal of the first step is to remove the threat of ordinary firearms.

But the dynamic vision is not enough, and the nerve response speed is also slightly worse.

Could it be that one has to improve one's overall cultivation to achieve this?

Not reconciled, Wang Yan tried again several times. But the result that followed was that he added more than a dozen bruises to himself. Fortunately, he has a strong physique and outstanding recovery ability.

In those silted places, the blue-purple color is constantly dissipating.

"Young man, it's wrong for you to do this." A sinister voice sounded from the door of the training room.

Wang Yan looked sideways, his face dull. But he saw that the corpse Taoist was smiling at him with his hands behind his back, but his cheekbones were stiff and his face was gloomy. No matter how you look at it, it feels like a smile, like a sinister smile.

What made Wang Yan sweat even more was that the corpse Taoist changed his old black robe today. The hair has been cut, and it is combed back in a big back. He changed into a gray suit and a gold tie.

He also pretended to be wearing a gold Rolex watch, and put a jade ring on his finger.

The whole person seemed very nondescript. It made Wang Yan suspect in his heart, what kind of psychological trauma did this old monster suffer, and he even dressed up in such a nondescript way to take revenge on the society! ?

"Little brother, the old man has thought about it carefully." The corpse Taoist gave a 'sneaky smile' and walked over stiffly, "As an old member of the China African Bureau, I shouldn't be obsessed with my old world all day long. Instead, we must connect with the world and establish a deep revolutionary friendship with young colleagues. Brother Wang Yan, let’s go clubbing together after work.”

Soak, go clubbing! ?

Hearing this, Wang Yan's sweat pores stood up, took a towel to wipe off his sweat, and thanked him indifferently, "This...Senior, I already have an appointment after get off work today..." Go clubbing with this old monster, Build friendships. It's an international joke! ? Also, where did this old monster learn the word clubbing?

The corpse Taoist shrugged with "regret" on his face: "That would be a pity. I wanted to teach you how to dodge bullets, little brother." As he spoke, he gestured to the secret service team member, signaling the other party to shoot at him. gun.

The secret service member was also quite upset about the dead man, so he thought about it, and then quickly pulled the trigger. Da da da, a series of more than a dozen bullets poured towards the corpse Taoist, covering him up, down, left, and right.

Special service members who were born in elite special forces have reached the point of proficiency in the use of firearms, and have already calculated the opponent's ability to dodge bullets. This kind of covering net attack, no matter how powerful the opponent moves and dodges, it is impossible to completely dodge it.

Unexpectedly, there was an ugly smile on the corner of the mouth of the corpse Taoist's stiff face, and he was calm and comfortable with his hands on his back. I didn't see him expanding any areas, but with a slight twist of his body, his whole body became blurred for a moment.

"Awkward~"

More than a dozen rubber warheads flying at high speed all missed and hit the decelerating wall.

"Ding Dang Dang~" The metal bullet casings were thrown on the floor, making a series of crisp sounds.

The secret service team members looked at this scene with a dull expression and couldn't believe it. How can this be! ? It obviously covered his whole body, and he didn't watch him dodge or dodge... he didn't even move half a step.

This is too weird. Could it be that the moment the bullet hit the corpse Taoist, did his body become nothingness? The rest of the secret service members also seemed to have seen a ghost.

Wang Yan frowned slightly. No matter how powerful those special service members were, they were not beyond the limit of human ability. But he is different from those special service members, both static vision and dynamic vision have far exceeded the limits of ordinary people.

At that moment, the corpse Taoist made several movements, almost perfectly squeezing through the gap covered by bullets. But the question is, how on earth did he judge the trajectory of those bullets?

It is impossible to dodge by staring at the moment when the opponent pulls the trigger, but to truly capture the post-selection sequence and trajectory of each bullet, and then sneak through the gap with the smallest movement range.

He moves too fast and his movements are small. Therefore, in the eyes of ordinary people with weak dynamic vision, they can only see his body blurred for a moment.

How on earth did he do it? Wang Yan frowned, unable to figure it out. Could it be that... the strength of this old monster has reached such an unbelievable level?

Several secret service members also put away their contempt for the corpse Taoist, and there was a look of admiration in their eyes. Those who came from military backgrounds admired powerful people the most.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, little brother Wang Yan is not free, so I can only make an appointment next time." The corpse Taoist put his hands behind his back and smiled casually. Then turned around and walked out the door.

Pretend~ Just try your best to pretend.

Wang Yan bit the bullet and shouted: "Senior, wait a moment."

"What's the matter, little brother?" The corpse Taoist pretended to turn around and said in surprise.

Wang Yan leaned forward and said with sincerity: "Respecting the old and loving the young is a fine tradition of our Huaxia Kingdom. You are always a senior of our State African Bureau. As a junior, I should take the initiative to establish a relationship with my seniors." Deep revolutionary friendship!"

Although Wang Yan was very aware of the idea of ​​the Taoist corpse hitting him, he had to learn how to dodge bullets.

"Don't you have an appointment?" The corpse Taoist laughed straight. That expression, like a weasel about to steal a chicken.

Uh... Wang Yan laughed dryly, and then put on an air of indifference, and said: "If you have the opportunity to make friends with seniors, even if it is a big thing, you have to put it off."

"Then can we go clubbing?" The corpse Taoist smiled a little smugly.

"At this point??" Wang Yan looked at the time in surprise, "Have you not opened the door yet?"

"I know one of them has opened." The Taoist said with a chuckle, "Don't worry, I don't mean anything else. I just want to establish a revolutionary friendship with young colleagues. lest I be too outdated and unable to keep up with the world."

"How could senior harm me? Hehe, everyone is a colleague of the State African Affairs Bureau." Wang Yan said with a smile, "Since senior has a place, wait for me for a while, take a shower and go together."

He wasn't afraid that the Taoists would dare to plot against him, the rules of the National African Bureau were not vegetarian. What's more, I am not made of mud.

Then Wang Yan took a bath, and took the little ferret and the corpse Taoist to go clubbing together. But Wang Yan was also quite puzzled, where would he go clubbing in such a sunny day?

Take a taxi, twenty minutes later.

Wang Yan was wearing a peaked cap and sunglasses, holding a little ferret in his arms, and looked at the so-called bar club in a drop of cold sweat.

Some dilapidated signboards have a few words written on them, "Internet Cafe for the People"!

Internet, Internet cafes!

Clubbing!

For a while, Wang Yan was a little flustered by the wind.

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