fifth form

457 - Sober
No one dared to speak out in the empty shooting range.

Even Zuo Denggao, who got the gun, fell to the ground.

"Oh!"

Gunshots sounded, and a moving target used for shooting was broken.

Feeling the old man in black stepping into the door, Zhang Xuezhou was heartbroken.

One of the conditions for being able to gain a firm foothold in Xijing City and have huge family resources is to have participated in the overthrow of the Luofu royal family, and the other condition is to be in the sixth rank.

Even if these people did not step into the sixth sequence decades ago, but are still standing in Xijing City today, these people are at least the masters of the sixth sequence.

It is difficult for Zhang Xuezhou to compare the body size with the rules of cultivation in another world, but he undoubtedly feels that facing these people is like facing Ba Snake, or the former Golden Toad Dharma King.

Even Song Xianzhong has lost his mind at the moment, and the rules of action do not include verbal communication.

Zhang Xuezhou felt that this abolished his greatest weapon.

There is no need to wait for him to say something, the other party should shoot him to meet Hades.

"Feng Shui is unfavorable, am I out of luck or bad luck!"

He didn't go to bed early and didn't go to bed late, and he went to sleep when Zhang Xuezhou picked up the Snake Eye, but he didn't come to play early and didn't come late. He practiced at the Song family's shooting range for several days, and Song Xianzhong went crazy.

Zhang Xuezhou feels that his life has been rough, and it is difficult to find someone more unlucky than him.

"Do you want to study some Fengshui and Qiyun theory in the future?"

"I don't know when Teacher Hongku will die!"

Zhang Xuezhou had a small idea in mind.

He is going to learn the technique of fixing people and acupuncture points together with Zhang Manqian in reality, and he is also going to study in the other world by himself after Hongku's death.

Suffering from Hongku's illness, but without Hongku's life, Zhang Xuezhou felt that he would die sooner or later.

"There is also senior brother's fixed star technique. Besides chasing and killing the target, it is also a technique to seek good fortune and avoid evil. It is not harmful to learn it, but I don't know if these techniques can be adapted to reality!"

Sensing Song Xianzhong walking slowly on the shooting range, Zhang Xuezhou had other thoughts in his mind.

This is somewhat related to his stepping into Chapter 5 of the spiritual strengthening chapter. Distraction does not delay Zhang Xuezhou from doing business, and it is also related to the direction Song Xianzhong is going.

Zhang Xuezhou and others hid behind the locker, while Zuo Denggao and others hid behind the hot weapon rack.

Zhang Xuezhou didn't know whether Song Xianzhong wanted to change the firearm or reload it, and the other party also walked towards the position where the hot weapon rack was.

The hot weapon rack is not an empty wooden shelf with a few guns, but a platform for holding weapons. Every firearm stored inside is sealed by an explosion-proof glass cabinet, and a password and fingerprint are required to unlock it.

"The highest level of fingerprint program confirmation!"

The sound of the lock being opened on the hot weapon rack came, and Song Xianzhong casually dropped the A46 submachine gun in his hand on the ground, and grabbed a smaller pistol into his palm.

Compared with Wang Jiangtao's remaining conscious questioning, Song Xianzhong didn't say anything, and he didn't have any expression. He was like a machine lacking emotion, and the other party simply changed the gun.

"Oh!"

The sound of the automatic replacement of the moving target came, and Song Xianzhong fired a single shot.

The bullseye exploded instantly.

"He found us!"

The sound of Zuo Denggao's fear sounded, followed by extremely violent machine gun fire.

"Song Sijia, hurry up, hurry up, he is holding a B33 pistol now, we can carry out fire suppression!"

"You're going to kill me!"

Zuo Denggao yelled, and the woman's voice also appeared frightened.

But then there was a thicker gunshot.

The only way for the weak to defeat the strong is to use firearms, or even use extremely strong firepower to cover them.

Amidst the heavy blow, Zhang Xuezhou only heard the crackling sound of the alloy locker, and there were already a lot of bullet holes in the cabinet.

"Hit us, you bastard!"

Zhang Xuezhou was holding a rifle, and wanted to blow Zuo Denggao's head off with one shot.

But Song Xianzhong's fast movement made Zhang Xuezhou have no idea.

The opponent ran in front, while Zuo Denggao and Song Sijia's machine gun fire chased after him.

It seems that only a small movement can cause a large-scale coherent strike, but Song Xianzhong's speed is just a little bit faster than the two people's almost crossed firepower coverage.

"He's coming towards us!"

Even Song Xianzhong kept approaching the two instigators while moving fast.

Zuo Denggao shouted, his voice trembling.

He gritted his teeth tightly, and the machine gun he was holding was unstable.

With simple calculations, he can accurately predict that he will be approached by Song Xianzhong in a few seconds.

This also corresponds to the countdown to his death.

He had never been so close to death, and the thought of thinking was only a moment, Zuo Denggao had already lost his machine gun, and his body got out like a cheetah.

The dense shooting disappeared half in an instant, and Song Sijia was terrified when she turned her head.

But before she had time to curse Zuo Denggao, who escaped alone, the machine gun in her hand was already blown away.

"Grandpa, look at me, I'm your granddaughter Song Sijia!"

Song Sijia uttered a sharp cry as the cold pistol was imprinted on his forehead.

At the same time, it was accompanied by the sound of the electronic door being forcibly pushed and locked.

"Bastard, you locked this old thing in the shooting range, it's really bad to the bone!"

When people face life and death, they will grasp any possibility. Zuo Denggao's action is excessive, but it is a normal reaction of a dead friend and a poor Taoist.

Thinking that the lower limit of his own life and death was also very low, Zhang Xuezhou could only curse and grabbed the rifle in his hand.

But the "bang" gunshot he was waiting for did not sound, but Song Sijia's voice came instead.

"Is it a friend from Ren's family in the shooting range? My grandfather has fallen into brain decline and gone crazy. My dragon power fighting technique has temporarily controlled him. Please help!"

For the children of many big families in Xijing City, Song Sijia's words were enough to explain everything.

In the face of an old and crazy Sequencer, killing is the most correct way to deal with it.

Song Sijia's help was very simple.

Shoot and kill Song Xianzhong.

Thoughts of Zhang Xuezhou's perception floated over, and Song Sijia's face was flushed, and his eyes were fixed on Song Xianzhong who was dressed in black, and Song Xianzhong's pistol was slowly dropped on Song Sijia's forehead.

"How can Longwei Fighting Technique control the masters of the sixth sequence?"

Thoughts flashed through Zhang Xuezhou's mind, but he was not slow, and the rifle in his hand quickly aimed at Song Xianzhong.

If Song Xianzhong was arrested, the opponent would be a fixed target.

As a small target that Zhang Xuezhou practiced for an hour and then switched to moving targets, Zhang Xuezhou's hit rate on fixed targets was 100%.

He swung the rifle without any hesitation in his heart, and immediately pulled his finger towards the trigger.

The feeling of bristling hairs came to Zhang Xuezhou's heart, and Zhang Xuezhou saw Song Xianzhong, who was numb in the distance, looking at him with a miserable expression.

"It's really my good granddaughter, each of you wants to kill me!"

The deep voice spit out from Song Xianzhong's throat, which made Song Sijia's face pale instantly, and Zhang Xuezhou's heart also jumped.

Song Xianzhong was not so old that his sanity degenerated and lost consciousness, the other party's sanity was still awake at this time.

(End of this chapter)