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Chapter 513 Magical Marksmanship

It's really fast." Mao Song is too close to Ji Feng, only separated by a table.

He still stretched out his arms and held the gun. Ji Feng could touch it with his hand. The difference in the reaction consciousness between the two was the difference between the world's Xiang level and the Xitongren!

Ji Feng instantly grabbed the gun and pointed the muzzle at Mao Song.

Until Ji Feng held the gun in his right hand and put down his left hand. When he took his cell phone, Mao Song and the other dozen other people in the room reacted.

"Big Brother."

"Fifth Master."

"You boy dare"                                                             

Someone pulled out the knife directly from his arms, but Mao Song suddenly gestured to the surroundings and signaled them not to move.

The environment of the Demon City and the Golden Sea is very different. The situation in the Demon City is much more complicated than that in the Golden Sea, and the public security environment is much better than that in the Golden Sea, and the management needs to be stricter.

Things like guns are rare in the demon city and should be more sensitive.

Mao Song usually doesn't bring a gun on his body, he only occasionally takes it when doing business, and he always has one in the office.

And the group of people under Mao Song did not have guns.

None of them.

Demons are a place where gun cases must never be found, so they cannot have them!

In other words, the only gun in the room in front was in Ji Feng's hand, with the gun pointed at Mao Song!

Mao Song is a rough man, but he has experienced the strong winds and waves. He was shocked to be taken away by Ji Feng in an instant.

But there was no timidity on his face. He knew very well that the gun was in Ji Feng's hand at this time. If the people under his command were doing randomly, even if they just talked randomly, they might have killed him. Sun Mei stood aside and didn't dare to move, and her face froze pale.

Dingling, Dinglingling.                                                           

In full swing.

Ji Feng seemed to have nothing happened. He held the gun in one hand and took the phone with the other hand, put it in his ear.

"Which woman should I be with? It took so long to get it?" Fan Bing asked in a gentle and sweet voice.

"I'm busy with things."

Ji Feng replied.

"I won't call me for a day, you're so heartless~" Fan Bing said again, there was a joke in his tone, and a slight seductive feeling.

"So anxious? Do you miss me?"

Ji Feng asked with a smile.

"I miss you, I can't help it."

Fan Bing didn't mind expressing her true thoughts at all. After all, the two of them had already walked that step, so she wouldn't be as shy as a little girl.

Although Fan Bing has been married and divorced and her daughter has grown up, Ji Feng is her first man and must be the last one.

"Do you have time to have lunch together? Or do you want to accompany Su Yu?" Fan Bing asked again.

"I'm outside and I'll go back to Jinhai in two days," said Ji Feng.

"Have you gone out?" Fan Bing was stunned for a moment.

"right."

Ji Feng replied.

Fan Bing thought for a moment, but she didn't ask where Ji Feng went. What exactly did she do, because she could think that Ji Feng's going out to do business might be related to the Ma family or the Song family, which might be very complicated to say, and there is no need to ask clearly on the phone.

"Well, it seems that I can only have lunch alone."

Fan Bingtian said.

"Don't say it's so miserable, you were alone before."

Ji Feng said with a smile.

"Can that be the same?" Fan Bing asked back, and then said with a gentle and sweet feeling, "It's all bad men who blame you.

I won’t say it anymore, you’re busy with yours.”

"Okay, I'll call you tonight."

"Yeah, okay."

Everyone in the office watched Ji Feng call. Except for a thin bearded man in his thirties who was almost silent and slowly approaching Ji Feng's back, everyone did not dare to move around, for fear of a slight noise that would cause a fire.

All of them could hear that Ji Feng was talking on the phone with a woman.

It’s not that I can hear the sound on my phone, but because Ji Feng said, “I miss me.”                                                  �

I don’t understand all of them. Why is this young man named Ji Feng still in the mood at this time, chatting with his woman so relaxed and indifferently with a smile?

Mao Song, who was facing the gun, felt that time was passing very slowly. A                                                      �

It feels like living a day is like a year.

In fact, Ji Feng didn’t chat with Fan Bing for long, but Mao Song just felt that it was a long time.

Finally hung up.

After hanging up, Ji Feng directly pressed the shutdown button, not shutting down the phone, but letting the phone directly shut down the screen.

The moment he put away his phone, he took a look at the phone screen. This was a very professional and natural action.

In fact, I used the mobile phone screen as a mirror to pay attention to the situation behind me.

The steps cannot be really silent.

Ji Feng was just on the phone and noticed that someone was approaching him very cautiously!

He just looked at the position and posture of the person behind him.

The mustached man had already walked four steps away, and Ji Feng had only four steps away. He held the hunting knife like a dog's leg in his right hand, and he was able to rise up at any time.

He is a master.

After Ji Feng put his phone in his pocket, he looked at Mao Song, who was standing in the desk with a calm expression but his body was a little stiff and did not dare to move, and suddenly turned around.

His right hand with the gun was around his body, passed through his left armpit, aimed the muzzle behind him, and pulled the trigger directly.

The gunshots.

Bang bang bang bang!

Bang bang!

Bang!

The gun rang seven times in a row.

Ji Feng fired...

From the time he returned to the time when he fired seven shots in a row, this was a one-time action.

But the bearded man was not shot. When Ji Feng fired the second shot, he was keeping his arm slightly spreading out, holding the hunting knife, and was about to raise his foot, but the hunting knife in his hand was shot and he just took off his hand!

The hunting knife took off his hand but did not fly out, but it was like a boomerang.

Swirl in the air!

This effect is related to the position where the hunting knife is hit.

Although swirling in the air can only last for a very short time, this very short time is enough for Ji Feng to fire the second shot... Ji Feng's next five shots were all shot on the hunting knife, and the hunting knife actually flew into the air and swirled faster.

The last shot was taken away by the hunting knife!

But it was a "drunk" sound, nailed to the wall on the other side of the room.

Everything was complicated, actually happened in just a few seconds. After the beard took off his hand, he was so scared that he squatted down, but before he could react, he was stunned.

But everyone, including him, saw it, was shocked, and their whole body was numb.

Well? What is this for? Is this a movie?

It's so exaggerating, right? It's a way to shoot the same object one by one, so that it can stay stuck in the air and not land. This is a commonly used way to show the powerful sharpshooter pistol technique in movies. This kind of marksmanship really exists in reality? What shocked them even more and couldn't understand them was that Ji Fenggen had never looked back.

He didn't look behind him, but he had such an effect in a magical way!

This is impossible, just like dreaming. Just as the continuous gunfire ended, Ji Feng took the gun back in front of him, everyone except him in the room, with the expression of "dementia" on his face, could not come back to his senses.

Somewhat surreal.

But it is Ji Feng's real shooting skills!

In terms of marksmanship, Ji Feng recognized the second place, but no one dared to recognize the first place.

Ji Feng pointed his gun at Mao Song again.

Mao Song was shocked and no longer had calm expression on his face. He immediately spoke but stuttered, "Friend, I don't know who sent you to kill me. I'll give you 20 million, no, 50 million!

I'll give you 50 million and let me go."
Chapter completed!
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