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Chapter 140 He is not a gun god (thanks to Feng Yu for the reward)

Just when the safe door of the vault opened a crack, Zhang Fang's pupils shrank suddenly.

"Grandpa, get out!" Zhang Fang said quickly, and quickly backed away.

Fearing that the old man is also a sensible person, his whole body directly turned into a ray of light, which got into Zhang Fang's backpack.

Because in Zhang Fang's field of vision, deep in the crack of the door is a person covered in golden codes!
really!The moment Mr. Fear had just evacuated, a bullet flew out from the crack in the door.

If the old man is afraid that he will slow down a little bit, he will be shot by this gun.

Then I saw a man in a black windbreaker jumping out of the security door.

The two pistols in his hand were fired several times when he was flying into the air, and the guns were all aimed at the vital points of Zhang Fang and T-23.

Zhang Fang directly bowed and hid behind the dining car.

But the T-23 did not retreat.

I saw T-23 swaying, and a few dodges made all these bullets miss.

Then the T-23 accelerated and came to the man in the black windbreaker.

At this time, the pistol of the man in the black trench coat just emptied the bullet.

T-23 seized the right timing, gathered enough strength in his right fist, and greeted the man in the face.

The man in the black windbreaker reacted extremely quickly, tilting his head slightly to avoid the punch of T-23. At the same time, he crossed his hands and took out two more pistols from the elbows of his arms.

The two guns fired in succession, and this time the bullets not only went towards the T-23, but also blocked all the possible escape routes of the T-23.

Facing this desperate situation, T-23 didn't panic at all, and waved his hands at an abnormal speed. In the last pocket, he caught all these bullets in his hands.

"I'll give it back to you." T-23 snorted coldly, then waved the bullet in his hand as a hidden weapon and threw it at the man in the black windbreaker.

The man in the black windbreaker tossed the empty pistol casually again, and took out two miniature submachine guns from his waist.

The two guns spat out tongues of flame, knocking away the bullets thrown by the T-23, and aimed at the T-23 for a burst of fire.

Although this continuous shooting did not cause damage to T-23, it also successfully forced T-23 back.

"How should I welcome you, uninvited guests." The man in the black windbreaker looked at T-23 coldly.The guy with the sunglasses brought him a familiar feeling.

And, a sense of danger.

"Come with us." T-23 looked at the man in the black windbreaker and clenched his fists.

"But, I don't want to." The man in the black windbreaker seemed to have a simple way of thinking:
"Since it's useless to talk too much, let's do it."

The two sentences failed to agree, and the submachine gun in the man's hand in the black windbreaker spewed out flames again.

T-23's body was like a phantom, moving around in this small space, but he didn't let the bullets hit him.

After the bullets of the two submachine guns were empty, at the moment when the man in the black windbreaker changed his gun, the T-23 rushed in front of him again, reaching out and grabbing the man in the black windbreaker by the wrist.

The man in the black windbreaker turned his wrist, and a pistol appeared in his hand, aiming at the T-23 with a single shot.

T-23 turned around to dodge, without stopping the movement of his hands, and grabbed the wrist of the man in the black windbreaker in the blink of an eye.

The wrist was restrained, but the man in the black windbreaker didn't panic at all.

Because although one of his hands was caught, the movement of T-23 was also restricted.

The man in the black windbreaker raised his other hand, and fired the gun directly at T-23's body.

Close range gun fighting!

The moment the opponent fired, T-23's elbow exerted force, pushing the arm of the man in the black windbreaker away.A bullet flew past T-23's scalp dangerously.

T-23 stretched out his elbow, and the palm directly slashed at the wrist of the man in the black windbreaker.

The captured hand of the man in the black windbreaker could no longer hold the gun in his hand.

bang.

The pistol fell to the ground.

But he also has another hand.

The man in the black windbreaker fired several shots at the T-23 with his other hand.But his close combat ability is obviously not directly proportional to his marksmanship.Several shots in a row were defuse by T-23, but the man in the black windbreaker was punched by T-23 again.

The attack that broke through the limit of the human body made the man in the black windbreaker a little overwhelmed.

The entanglement between the two is getting deeper and deeper.

Just when the two were about to face each other, the man in the black windbreaker suddenly exerted force and twisted the T-23 with his captured arms and feet.

All of a sudden, the two of them were completely twisted into a ball.

Then I saw the man in the black windbreaker draw the last gun from behind.

This is a shotgun.

A victorious smile appeared on the face of the man in the black windbreaker.

Let me see how you hide and pick up this time!
Then, he pulled the trigger.

There was a bang.The huge power brought by the shotgun punched a lot of potholes on the T-23's body.

There was a rare expression of pain on T-23's face.

But only his clothes were broken.

From the holes in the clothes, it can be seen that there are only a few shallow white marks on T-23's body.

This time, the expression of the man in the black windbreaker completely changed.

When he was stunned, a little red paper man quietly appeared behind him.

With a childlike smile, the little paper man raised the [Crescent Eunuch Knife] to him.

The light of the knife flashed, and blood flowed out.

In Zhang Fang's field of vision, the code on the blood-colored little paper figurine was a little more golden.

And the man in the black windbreaker finally lost his last fighting strength.

"It's really difficult." T-23 rubbed his body.

Although he was not injured, it still hurts from such a shotgun shot.

"Come out, it's safe." Seeing the dust settle, Zhang Fang also came out from behind the dining car and said something to the dining car.

I saw the "Prophet" crawling out of the dining car slowly.

The "prophet" straightened his messy hair, and there was still some complaints in his tone:
"Next time, don't be so rude to me, an old man."

"Isn't it good to be alive?" Zhang Fang made the "prophet" speechless with just one sentence.

"Then, I might trouble you to come with us." T-23 said, looking at the man in black windbreaker who had lost the ability to resist.

But what surprised T-23 was that Zhang Fang didn't talk to the man in the black windbreaker, but walked directly into the vault.

In the vault, gold and banknotes are neatly piled up in the warehouse.However, these banknotes and gold, which can attract ordinary people, are not attractive to Zhang Fang.

It's all fake after all.

After walking slowly around the vault, Zhang Fang finally stopped.

"What are you looking for?" T-23, a man in a black windbreaker, also followed into the vault, looked at the items in the vault, and asked:
"These gold and banknotes are of no use to us."

"And taking them would cause a lot of trouble, and even allow the mother to track us down."

"I know." Zhang Fang nodded, "That's not what I'm looking for."

"Aren't you looking for the Gunslinger?" T-23 looked at Zhang Fang, then shook the man in the black windbreaker in his hand:
"We've found it, it's time to go."

"It's time to leave." Zhang Fang nodded:
"I found it."

Under T-23's strange gaze, Zhang Fang walked to the corner of the vault.

Then I saw Zhang Fang bent down and said softly to the corner:
"Would you like to take a trip with us? Gunslinger."

In front of Zhang Fang was a shivering five or six-year-old child.

　Thanks to Feng Yu for the 100 tip!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)