Chapter 675

**The black muzzle of the pistol pointed directly at Suk's head. His hand was very stable, and the muzzle was still. He held the gun with one hand, and his arm was naturally straight. The distance between them was less than one meter.

"Ma Feng, put down your gun!" Wan Qihong yells, but she doesn't dare to act rashly. It's taboo in the army. Even recruits know that the muzzle of the gun can't point at their own people, because there may be an emergency at any time. But now Ma Feng points a gun at Suk's head.

Wan Qihong was afraid that her actions would infuriate Ma Feng. It was only at this time that she really realized that she had been chatting with the man in front of her, but she had the nickname of "madman" in the circle. I'm afraid there was nothing she didn't dare do.

"Qihong, you don't have to worry about me. Even if I kill him, it's no big deal!" Ma Feng himself is a military family. His grandfather Ma sanpao fought with the leader at the beginning. He has full prestige in the army. Moreover, his father is also a pillar of the army. He is currently in the general staff.

It can be said that if Ma Feng really shot and killed someone, I'm afraid the military court will take some special care of him. It's possible to take off his military uniform, but it's absolutely not serious.

Li Linglong and Luo Feiyan's faces are a little pale. The two women stand up unconsciously and hold their hands tightly together. They look at the madman who suddenly appears nervously and don't know what to do.

"Ma Feng, do you want to know what you are doing? Do you think that's right for your family? What's the difference between you and a coward! What a hero with a gun Wan Qihong's hands slowly spread out, trying to block Suk behind him, staring at the pistol.

**The kinetic energy of the muzzle is 220 joules, the effective range is 50 meters, the height of the trajectory at a distance of 50 meters is no more than 30 cm, and the penetration depth of the pine board is about 120 cm.

Despite the progress of the times, this pistol has gradually appeared a variety of shortcomings, and even many public security departments have turned to the type 92 or revolver gun, but such a short distance, if you blow your head directly, I'm afraid -

Suk really wants to cry without tears, this boy obviously doesn't play according to the routine, and he still carries a gun with him. Isn't that cheating? I can handle two moves! Suk, who has Jeet Kune Do proficiency award, is actually ready to fight long ago. Who knows, he is waiting for a black muzzle.

Looking at Ma Feng's expression, Suk raised his hand subconsciously.

Ma Feng looked at Suk's face without a look of panic, which is quite different from his own cognition. He didn't expect that under his own gun, the boy named Suk didn't lose his temper.

Looking at Suk, I don't know if he pretended to be so. The muzzle of the gun pointed at Suk, slightly tilted his head. If you want to move again, I'll shoot you down, and then I'm still arrogant: "if you want to die early, move freely!"

"Don't get excited. I want to rub my nose when I'm nervous. It's a habitual action!" As soon as Suk saw Ma Feng, he seemed to be in a rage. He raised his hand and was in a dilemma.

"Suk, don't move!" Wan Qihong is almost crazy now. She wants to know that Suk didn't speak too mean to Ma Feng before, and maybe it won't happen. Now, he seems to be a nobody, and he's not nervous at all.

"Well, I really just rubbed my nose!" Suk innocently spread out his hand, with a bitter smile on his face, but he still rubbed his nose carefully with his index finger.

"Cut!" Ma Feng looked at Suk and felt bored. He took out his gun to frighten him. He just wanted to see his courage. But Suk's performance was a bit surprising, like a fool. He didn't seem to know the seriousness of the matter.

Ma Feng is not as reckless as he seems. Otherwise, he would not be safe. He glances at Wan Qihong and stares at her seriously. He is afraid that he will do something. As soon as he starts to speak, he feels that Suke is moving.

Suk suddenly bowed his head and stepped forward. Under the blessing of flying over the eaves and walking on the wall, he was very quick. He quickly lifted his right hand up and clawed his fingers. He grasped the * * style barrel with his wrist. First, he broke the muzzle of the gun to the ceiling, and the next second he tried to press Ma Feng's wrist down.

This is not the end. When Suk crushed Ma Feng's wrist to his chest and kept the muzzle of the gun straight to the ceiling, he clenched his left hand into a fist and hit him hard on the wrist.

It seems to be very slow to say, but this sudden situation seems to take only a few seconds from the beginning to the end. All the time, Ma Feng, who has not paid attention to Suk, feels like a flower in front of his eyes, and suddenly feels unbearable pain in his wrist.

"No, he's trying to take the gun!" Ma Feng had this idea in his mind very soon, but the speed of the brain nerve could not catch up with Suk's action. Once his wrist hurt, his finger fell off from the trigger and the handle of the gun. The next second, his gun had changed its owner.

"I'm sorry, when I'm nervous, there will be reactions beyond myself!" Suk held the gun in his hand, even the same as before Ma Feng. The body of the gun was heavy, and he had a strong base in his hand. He shrugged his shoulders as he spoke, but the muzzle of the gun did not deviate from one point.Wan Qihong was really scared to death. Just now, she suddenly found that Suk had rushed past. This kind of situation is most likely to lead to accidental injuries. The nature of the shooting case is very serious. But the last thing she wants to see is Suk's injury or some greater misfortune. Her whole heart seems to stop beating at this moment.

The expected gunshot didn't happen. Even before, the two men seemed to be standing in the same position. But now it was Suk who raised his gun and aimed at Ma Feng. Although he didn't see the situation clearly, now he can guess that Suk just grabbed the gun with his bare hands.

What's the situation that a student gave a gun to a soldier?

Wan Qihong felt that she and her little friends were all shocked! Li Linglong and Luo Feiyan stand at the back, looking at Suk with a gun aiming at Ma Feng in horror. I can't imagine how he suddenly became like this.

But Ma Feng, the one who was most surprised, admitted that he didn't pay attention to Suk and didn't even take him seriously. He took out his gun to frighten him. He didn't feel nervous, but this can't be an excuse to lose his gun!

Taking a deep breath, Ma Feng forcefully suppressed the turbulent waves in his heart, narrowed his eyes and stared at Suk. He didn't show the slightest fear, but with a little disdain: "have you ever touched a gun? You can open the fuse first, or the trigger won't work! "