Chapter 20 People are faster than guns!
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The match was struck across the matchbox, releasing a dancing flame, and a cigarette was lit, which was then crushed by a big hand and thrown out of the car window.
Gin held his cigarette in his mouth sideways, puffed out a puff of smoke, and glanced at the building of Ji Xing Club with a solemn and ferocious look, then returned to the front.
Next to him, Vodka asked: "Brother, that guy's club is developing too fast. I'm afraid it's not convenient to break into it head-on. Should we make some noise to let him know that we are here?"
“No need, he has already seen us.”
"Huh?" Vodka was startled and looked at the upper floors of the building: "When?"
Gin did not answer, but smoked his cigarette silently. The car was silent for two minutes.
The cigarette is burned out.
Gin will crush it.
"It seems that he has no intention of explaining his whereabouts in the past few months. Gone, vodka."
Vodka responded and skillfully lit the ignition and drove. Knowing Gin well, he already knew that Gin had murderous intentions. Did the ignorant boy think that the expansion of the club to the current level would cause worries to his eldest brother?
He missed his last chance!
Vodka likes this.
He doesn't like Ji Xingqi Xin who made him suffer a few months ago, but he just doesn't dare to disobey his elder brother's wishes, but now... hum.
I’m really looking forward to it.
Time passes by every second.
The sun gradually sets and the sky turns dark.
The black Porsche 356A parked again at the alley intersection that blocked Ji Xing last time, near Ji Xing's home. In the car, Ginjiu wore an intercom headset in one ear, and a fierce female voice came from the headset.
“I haven’t seen the police, and I haven’t found any traces of the FBI so far. Gin, are you a little too cautious when dealing with an 18-year-old high school kid?”
“Do your job, Chianti.” Gin replied coldly, throwing down the headphones.
Vodka said: "Brother, he is here!"
Gin looked in the rearview mirror.
Ji Xing, who was wearing formal clothes when he went to the club during the day, had now changed into simple and light sportswear, and was walking leisurely on the way home with his hands in his pockets.
Ji Xing's expression was naturally relaxed, as if he hadn't seen his car.
Ginjiu snorted coldly, pretending to be a ghost!
His hand touched the gun in his arms, and he saw in the rearview mirror that Ji Xing stopped in front of a telephone pole not far from the car and looked at the pole.
He seems to like destroying telephone poles?
Ginjiu remembered that when Ji Xing first came to see Ji Xing a few months ago, Ji Xing punched the telephone pole. Now, the telephone pole had long been repaired.
“This boy’s hobbies are really unique.” Vodka also said with a sinister smile.
Sure enough, they saw Ji Xing open his stance and punch the telephone pole suddenly!
Then, the heavy telephone pole, which was 10 meters long and more than 20 centimeters in diameter, broke in the middle... Ji Xing put his hands together and hugged it... tore off the wires...
Uh, hit it hard?
what? !
Gin's expression lost control for a moment, and then he growled: "Let's go!"
The two of them quickly opened the car door and jumped out! With a crackling sound, the broken telephone pole hit the rear of the car hard!
The rear glass of the car crackled and shattered, the tail deformed sharply, and splattered debris was everywhere!
Ginjiu, who was half-crouching after rolling, already had a gun in his hand, his eyes radiating extreme murderous intent. When he saw Ji Xing's figure rushing into the alley, he only hesitated for a moment, and then shouted: "Chase!"
Five hundred meters away, on the roof of a tall building, a woman with a neurotic temperament and madness, and an evil-looking swallowtail butterfly tattoo on her right eye was holding a sniper rifle and saw everything through the sniper scope. , looking stunned.
This, this high school student? !
The next moment, she quickly adjusted her position, but she couldn't see the alley.…
“Why is there a power outage again?!”
Without the lamp, the moonlight is not bright enough.
The alley looked very dark.
After rushing into the alley with vodka, Gin regained his composure. Suppressing his anger at having his car destroyed, he held guns in both hands and advanced slowly, his eyes scanning every corner of the alley.
Have you been treated as prey in turn?
I haven’t felt this way for a long time!
Vodka also held guns in both hands and followed Gin, guarding the opposite direction. He was still shocked by Ji Xing's audacity.
He is dead! Even the Japanese police and FBI couldn't save him!
Slowly walking deep into the alley, at a corner, Gin suddenly said: "Let's go, vodka."
Vodka was startled, can this big brother endure it?
The next moment, a sense of danger came over him, and a figure blew in front of him with a strong wind. He took aim with a gun, but his wrist was severely twisted. As soon as his palm was loosened, the pistol fell!
But not only was he not panicked, he was actually a little surprised. Kid, I'm afraid you've forgotten what I'm good at and how dare you approach me rashly!
At the same time, Gin's gun was also pointed in the direction of vodka. The words just now were just a bait to seize the initiative.
Ji Xing dares to escape casually? If he escapes this time, his family and his club will be targeted and retaliated by the organization. If he wants to become a hunter, Ji Xing will definitely take the initiative when he hears that the two are about to evacuate... Sure enough!
Vodka's strong body blocked his shooting path, but as long as Vodka locked Ji Xing for a moment...
Bang!
Suddenly there was a muffled sound, and Vodka's strong body lifted off the ground, flew seven or eight meters away, and was firmly embedded in the side wall!
Gin's pupils shrank, and his finger pulled the trigger without any hesitation!
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The Beretta 92F light automatic pistol produced in Italy uses 9mm bullets. It has average power, but is light to carry and has extremely fast muzzle velocity.
After spitting out tongues of flame from the gun, a bullet spiraled toward Ji Xing at near-sonic speed!
Ji Xing shot the vodka away with his kick. Ji Xing, who had not fully retracted his foot, completed the movements of retracting his foot, shrinking, and rolling in a very short period of time. He accurately dodged the bullet, rolled back around the corner, and disappeared into Gin. in sight.
Even picked up Vodka’s gun.
The alley fell into a brief silence.
"Ahem..." Vodka, who came down from the wall, collapsed on the ground, clutching his stomach in pain, and said with difficulty: "Brother...be careful, something is wrong with him."
Gin's gaze did not shift.
He naturally saw something was wrong. Although Ji Xing’s fighting ability a few months ago was not weak, compared with now, he looked like two different people!
He said gloomily: "Where have you been in the past few months, Ji Xingqixin."
"Well... Teacher Wu Tian, the world fighting champion, came to Japan recently. I went to see him for a few months of in-depth training. How is it? The results are good, right?" After turning the corner, Ji Xing studied the pistol in his hand and replied casually.
World fighting champion Wu Tian?
Gin squinted his eyes, who is this?
“Can you use a gun?” he asked again.
"of course."
咲...While Ji Xing was answering, Gin suddenly shoveled his right foot **** the ground, and a piece of gravel flew out, reaching the corner of the wall first to attract Ji Xing's attention.
At the same time, he leaned forward and quickly captured the target with guns in both hands.
Poof! puff! puff! puff! puff! puff!
Six consecutive shots, he directly emptied one of the magazines of the double-magazine pistol!
But Ji Xing moved, dodged, and jumped, dodging six bullets one by one, and not even a single bullet hit his body!
Gin's heart sank, and he quickly retreated behind the wall to be on guard. Ji Xing, who had dodged six bullets in succession, took a few heavy breaths, with satisfaction and a smile on his face!
After practicing boxing for ten years, I am indeed faster than a gun!
Then...there's nothing to worry about.
He weighed the gun in his hand and threw it out with the greatest strength!
(End of this chapter)