Chapter 139 What Is a Sneak Attack?

The fart was crushed, and Lang Zhen snorted disdainfully in his heart, "Don't be impatient, I'm just not sure whether I want to fall out."

Um? Is there any other explanation? When Deng Laoer heard this, his eyes widened in shock.

"Two or three hundred people have come...isn't this considered a falling out?"

In the eyes of young people, a person should be happy with grudges. A few people in our own country dare to do this. For a family as big as Zhaojiabao, forget it if they don't come to take revenge. Once you take action, you should be decisive. Otherwise, how can you protect them? The whole family?

But Boss Deng understood a little bit. He nodded slightly and asked thoughtfully, "Is this how the family survives?"

It should be noted that he is the eldest son of the Deng family. If the family develops in the future, he is the most likely to be the patriarch. Therefore, long ago, when the younger brothers and sisters were still playing carefree, he had already assumed the responsibility of the eldest brother. Responsibility.

Lang Zhen glanced at him and nodded happily, "There are many types of family survival methods. I have seen families that enjoy grudges and grudges, and I have also seen families that can afford to take things and let them go. But the one I have seen the most is this cautious one. , a family with a head and a rat at both ends..."

After finishing speaking, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

However, regardless of whether he looks down on this kind of family, facts have proven that such a family is more likely to survive and grow.

Both sides of the head rat sound cowardly, but it really does not mean weakness. They can switch themselves to tough mode at any time, but there is a prerequisite, the opponent must be weak.

"I'm most annoyed by these guys on both sides of the rat," Deng Laoer heard this and snorted disdainfully, "Even if they don't come back for revenge, they can still afford to let go, so I won't look down on them. "

Lang Zhen glanced at him and wanted to say something. Then he thought: Who has never been young? I was not as good as him when I was young.

So he cleared his throat, regained his strength and spoke loudly, "People from Zhaojiabao, listen carefully. If you dare to come within two miles of us, you will be killed without mercy. Don't say you didn't predict what you said!"

He heard the words "Don't say what you say before you predict". He heard it from Feng Jun. He felt it was very popular at the time, so he borrowed it without hesitation.

In this open wilderness, the sound of the lone wolf was like rolling thunder, rushing into the distance.

"Tch," Mr. Zhao heard this and snorted disdainfully, "Does he still think he is a dart?"

The term "two miles away" was first proposed by the escort industry. When they are escorting and resting, if they are in the wild, they will ask people within two miles around them to stay away.

For ordinary people, it takes some time to walk two miles, but for a martial artist, it only takes the blink of an eye.

At this distance, if the martial arts master suddenly attacks, the escort agency will easily be caught unawares.

So when they escort the goods, they will make such a request. There is nothing wrong with it.

Of course, if the other party insists on refusing to leave the two-mile radius, the escort agency may not choose to fight. In all likelihood, it will choose to change its location. Are you going to leave? Then let's go!

If the escort gets up and changes places, and the other party comes up with no reason and insists on moving within two miles, the people from the escort will have enough reasons to take action.

It's our fault for punishing someone without teaching, but if you continue to follow after being warned, don't blame us for being rude.

Lang Zhen's warning now is not considered to be a sufficient reason, but applying the rules of dart walking means that he will not hesitate to fight.

But how could Mr. Zhao understand this warning? This is not your lone wolf's land. The world's roads can be traveled by everyone in the world!

Even if we set the rules, it’s us Zhige people who set the rules with you outsiders!

Outsiders want to establish territory in Zhige? Sorry, Zhige people are not used to your shortcomings.

So he raised his chin and spoke without thinking, "Ignore them. I've been walking here for fifty years. This is the first time I heard that I can't walk here... Damn, who does he think he is?"

However, even though he said this, he still arranged for some old people and women to go ahead. Today, Zhaojiapu has more than a hundred young people, as well as more than a hundred old, weak, women and children. These people are here to win sympathy points.

Mr. Zhao didn't believe it. The other party really dared to attack these weaklings.

In this plane, there is no weird logic of "I am weak and I am justified", but it is not a naked and naked predatory of the weak. Generally speaking, it is the kind of simple and spontaneous moral logic, which is almost like "I am old, I am old and I am human." Old, young, I am young and the young of others.”

Of course, this moral binding force is not very strong, otherwise, Feifei would not have been kicked in the face.

But if the lone wolf really dares to attack the young and old in Zhige County, what about the man who the locals will definitely kill Zhige? Where have they all died, allowing outsiders to dominate?

Sure enough, they were clearly within two miles of each other, and there was no reaction from the other party.

"Speed ​​up!" Mr. Zhao raised his chin and spoke excitedly, "Don't let them run away!"

Mr. Luo, on the other hand, led four martial arts masters, walking leisurely from a distance, as if they were on an outing.

As the two hundred or so people began to speed up, Lang Zhen's face became a little ugly, "Nima, even if they bully us outsiders, I don't know if the miracle doctor is willing to kill them all."

"Kill them all?" A voice sounded from behind him, "That's not a bad idea... Do they have any way to kill them?"

It turned out that Feng Jun also walked out of the house, still holding an iron rod with a wooden support in his left hand and a thick iron barrel in his right hand.

"A way to die?" The corner of Lang Zhen's mouth twitched, and he sighed inwardly. It turns out that the miracle doctor is also a relatively pedantic person.

When he was an escort, how could he have so many excuses? As long as your own escort team may fall into a siege, it will be the opponent's way to death. I don't want to die, so you have to die!

Miracle doctor, you are an immortal cultivator. Considering your status, wouldn't it be a way of death for them to rush over like this?

However, he also knew that Feng Jun was here for a "trial" and did not want to show off casually, so he could only pick up the telescope and said, "Well, let me take a look...ah, that looks like a war bow!"

Feng Jun was shocked when he heard this. He was no stranger to weapons. When he rescued Sister Lang, the middle-aged man he killed had a long sword that was a fake weapon, and it could explode on rocks. A big hole was made.

It's a pity that after the pseudo-war weapon is used, the magic attached to it disappears, and it can only be regarded as an ordinary long sword.

He looked around and saw someone stopping more than a mile away and raising a long bow. He couldn't help but ask, "Is it that bow?"

"Except for war bows, what bow can shoot so far?" Lang Zhen swayed and stepped back, "Deng Da, Deng Er... retreat quickly and find a place to hide!"

When the two Deng brothers heard that the other party had a war bow, they jumped up like frightened rabbits and then ran away close to the ground.

Feng Jun looked at the three people who were retreating blankly, and swallowed subconsciously: "Lao Lang, you just don't let me retreat. Damn... you have so much confidence in me."

However, now that this was the case, he was too embarrassed to step back, so he simply put down the 82PAI cannon in his hand and raised the Type 56 submachine gun.

The five-six-pound gun in his hand was well maintained, with no wear and tear on the rifling. He had test-fired a dozen bullets in the past two days and found that the gun was well adjusted, with no error at least within three hundred meters.

But the problem is that he is now a full five to six hundred meters away from the guy pulling the bow.

Feng Jun was a target shooter during military training in college, and his marksmanship was good. The 150-meter half-body target was five bullets and 48 rings. Moreover, his eyesight now is much better than that of ordinary people, and his physical coordination is also quite good. .

But even so, if he uses a 56 gun to hit someone five or six hundred meters away, to be honest, he doesn't have any confidence, no matter how well the gun is adjusted, he is not a professional player!

If he used a cannon, he would be even less confident.

He dipped his fingers into saliva to feel the direction of the wind, and was delighted to find that there seemed to be... no wind?

do not care! He pulled the bolt and loaded the gun, squatted down, and started taking aim from a kneeling position.

At such a long distance, it is difficult to aim a rifle, and it is even more difficult to aim a war bow. As long as Feng Jun has done something like measuring wind speed, the opponent will have to do it again. No matter how powerful the weapon is, it is useless if it is not aimed accurately, right?

Here we finally nocked the arrow and drew the bow string, and slowly drew the bow string. The person who drew the bow was a high-level warrior, the number one marksman in Zhaojiabao. Although it would be better for the warrior to wield the weapon,... Zhao Er My accuracy is not good.

Moreover, Zhaojiabao currently only has one martial artist, who must remain to receive guests and coordinate battles.

This man slowly exerted his strength, and just when he was about to pull the war bow to perfection, he heard a pop sound, and the war bow fell apart in an instant.

Feng Jun's shot hit the arm of the war bow, and the arm broke instantly.

The bow arm was about to be fully drawn, and the bow arm broke in an instant, and the reaction was as fast as possible.

The broken bow arm rebounded instantly, and the broken ball at one end was directly inserted into the archer's left eye socket.

Before the archer realized what had happened, he screamed, threw away the broken bow, and rolled on the ground covering his eyes. UU Reading www.uukanshu． net

"Asshole!" Mr. Zhao looked at him with eyes splitting with anger, "How dare you sneak attack us!"

Anyway, he has the truth. Pulling the bow of the Zhao family is not a sneak attack. The other party gave a warning and shouted "Don't say it was unforeseen" before taking action. In his eyes, it was also a sneak attack.

The people next to him were stunned and couldn't believe their eyes.

"The war bow... was destroyed like this? This is a war weapon, how is it possible?"

"Yes, weapons are extremely hard. What did the opponent use?"

Mr. Zhao didn't care about comforting his clan members. He walked quickly towards the distinguished guests, raised his hands and spoke sadly.

"The thief has a good weapon in his hand and has damaged the ancestral bow of our clan. Please ask Mr. Luo and my Zhao family to make the decision. All the previous conditions remain the same, and the opponent's weapon also belongs to you."

Mr. Luo gave him a strange look, "A good weapon... are you sure? If not, will you give me a good weapon in return?"