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Chapter 1727 Please call me Gun King

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    We are all experts, no one should pretend

    It¡¯s impossible to pretend to be awesome, and it¡¯s even worse to pretend to be a coward.

    When the gunshots continuously sounded at a speed n times higher than the normal value, and it was an extremely familiar gunshot, the black devils certainly knew what happened. At least in terms of shooting speed and time, every expert could subconsciously know what happened.  What.

    When you can see with your eyes and see the results of shooting, everything will be revealed. What to pretend? There is no pretending.

    Of course, Gao Yang didn't want to pretend. After scanning for a week, he put down the gun he was holding and whispered: "They are sleeping. There is another door leading to other rooms here. It is more hidden, so there is no trace of the door."

    After Tarta crouched and glanced around the room, he glanced up at Gao Yang and went out again without saying a word.

    The five people dispersed in an instant, and the room was not cleaned, although it was unlikely that there was anyone else elsewhere.

    Yarebin went in and took a look. The ground was covered with moisture-proof mats. Everyone had a sleeping bag and slept on the floor in a very dirty room. But everyone had a full set of combat equipment around them. The most important thing was  Everyone had a gun beside them. The bullets were loaded, the safety was turned on, and the gun could be fired by pulling down the bolt. However, under the high shooting, only two people grabbed the gun.

    The enemies were obviously taking turns to rest and sleep, so after the eight people downstairs were taken down in one fell swoop, the eight people upstairs were still sleeping.

    For Gao Yang, the risk of attacking eight unprepared enemies is almost zero, but the difficulty is, to be honest, really big, very big, boundless.

    No matter who they are, it is not that fast to shoot eight bottles lined up in front of them with a pistol, but Gao Yang has to shoot eight people, and he must shoot to ensure a fatal position, and he cannot leave the enemy to pull the gun and start shooting.  time.

    Yalebin nodded to Gao Yang, gave a thumbs up, and then said with approval: "Very strong!"

    After saying something very strong in approval, Yarebin immediately turned around and walked away, waiting for Gao Yang to come outside the house with his own pistol. The remaining rooms had been searched, and the two black devils came out.

    Yarebin said with a gloomy face: "The result of your investigation is that there are only about ten people here, but there are eight more."

    A black devil said seriously: "We are unable to conduct on-the-spot investigation. We inquired from the surrounding people and found that several people left yesterday and never came back. We did not make a mistake in our judgment. We have already considered that the enemy's people who left yesterday have returned late at night."  , but we didn¡¯t expect them to be in that room.¡±

    After thinking for a moment, Yarebin nodded and said: "A little accident is not an oversight or a mistake. Who told us that we are pressed for time? Okay, let's continue to seize the time."

    After finishing speaking, Yarebin turned around and started walking downstairs. Gao Yang wiped his mouth with the hand holding the gun, and then stepped forward to follow Yarebin. The old man who was talking to Yarebin suddenly said:  : "Lebedev."

    Lebedev stretched out his hand towards Gao Yang. Gao Yang was stunned for a moment, then he put the pistol in his right hand back into the holster, then reached out and held Lebedev's hand, and whispered: "Gao Yang, you can call me father-in-law."  sheep."

    Lebedev nodded seriously, held Gao Yang's hand and waved it, let go, then turned and walked downstairs.

    At this time, another person standing next to him also stretched out his hand, and then said with a serious face: "Vasili, Vasily Chapayev, the black devil."

    Gao Yang stretched out his hand, shook hands with the black devil who looked the youngest, and said in a deep voice: "Gao Yang, Satan, the leader of Satan."

    Vasily smiled, nodded, let go of his hand and went downstairs.

    Another black devil who had completed his search came out. The old man who liked to stab people with a pencil came over with a bitter look on his face and said with a sad face: "Glevatov, now I am a farmer."

    When shaking hands with Grivatov, Gao Yang smiled and said: "Gao Yang, I have always been a mercenary."

    Grevatov nodded, returned the pistol to Tarta, who was standing aside and rolled his eyes. After patting Tarta on the shoulder, he lowered his head and went downstairs without saying a word.

    The old man who always looked well-dressed and stylish walked up to Gao Yang. He smiled and patted Gao Yang's shoulder. He stretched out his hand to hold Gao Yang's hand and kept shaking it with a smile: "You are a good young man. My name is Luo Zi."  Toski, it¡¯s a pleasure to get acquainted with you again.¡±

    After letting go of his hand and patting Gao Yang's shoulder again, Roztosky looked at Tarta and laughed.??Walked down the stairs quickly.

    The Tarta who always smelled of alcohol and lent Gao Yang his gun looked at Gao Yang up and down, then suddenly reached into his pocket and took out something, and then threw it towards Gao Yang.

    Gao Yang quickly reached out to catch it and found that it was a magazine full of bullets.

    "Talta."

    After telling his name calmly and coldly, Tarta did not shake hands with Gao Yang like the others, but turned around and left. But after he went down two steps, he suddenly stopped and turned to face  Gao Yang said: "For a young man, your shooting skills are pretty good."

    After finishing speaking, Tarta continued to walk, Gao Yang was stunned for a moment, then quickly replaced the magazine, took two steps, caught up with Tarta, and whispered: "My name is Gao Yang"

    "I already knew it. You just repeated it several times. I don't like talking nonsense, and I don't like people who talk nonsense."

    Gao Yang immediately said: "No, I don't want to introduce myself, I have a question to ask you."

    "Then ask."

    "I know a man named Hammer. He is also one of your black devils. Now he is in Germany. Well, I found that you always like to use a hammer to open roads. I am really curious. You also like to use a hammer so much. Then you  Are you familiar with Mr. Hammer? Because you have the same hobbies."

    Tarta stopped, raised the hammer with his right hand, and said with a serious face: "I use the hammer just because the hammer head is easy to use, convenient and easy to obtain, but it does not mean that I like the hammer."

    After finishing speaking, Tarta pulled out the pistol from his waist with his left hand, and then said seriously: "The gun is my best and favorite weapon. The hammer is my tool, and the gun is my favorite.  Do you understand everything?"

    Gao Yang nodded and said: "I understand!"

    Tarta nodded, put the pistol back into his waist, stuffed the hammer into his sleeve, and then he said loudly: "The reason why the hammer is called the hammer is because he likes the hammer, and I know me well."  People usually call me the Gun King."

    After finishing speaking, Tarta shook his head at Gao Yang, stared, raised his eyebrows, and said loudly: "Understood?"

    Gao Yang nodded and said: "I understand." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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