Chapter 1083

"Give me the gun!" Nanfeng snatched away his desert eagle and turned away in anger.

"What happened to her?" At a loss, Suk looked at the black rain and the back of the south wind.

"What else! You hurt people's self-esteem Heiyu shrugged his shoulders. It's true that Suk's performance has surpassed that of too many people. Even Nanfeng has been training hard for a long time to reach his present level.

There are ten bullet holes on the target 30 meters away. Surprisingly, these bullet holes are not distributed around the center of the ten rings, but present a straight line. Starting from the first ring, each shot will advance one ring.

This is how accurate control, it seems that Nanfeng also saw Suk's extraordinary, which made the girl hurt. I'm afraid it's not too much to call Suk a wizard.

Suk swung his arm. The desert eagle really had a strong recoil force, which was not much worse than AK47. Fortunately, the strength of twelve sections of Taoist brocade swam around, making this kind of sour feeling fade slowly.

"Or shall I try something else?" Suk asked tentatively, thinking about the scene in the gun warehouse just now. He has all kinds of long guns and short guns. If he tries them all, he will be very happy. This is the plot in the movie!

"Well thought, you don't want this arm! Don't think you're all right now, you can't stand it later! " Heiyu is telling the truth. It's easy for untrained people to cause muscle damage in the process of shooting, so Suk's proposal, in her opinion, is a deadly rhythm.

"Are you all right! I'm in good health. My arms are OK! " While talking, Suk poked his neck and wanted to look into the gun magazine, but he continued: "people say that I can run horses on my arm, stand on my fist, pick the sun and moon with one hand, stand on my feet, and be a bird of the same wing in heaven. You can weave cloth for me to farm!"

Heiyu felt very interesting listening to Suk's nonsense. Usually no one said these things to her, but at the end of the sentence, he was a little impatient and kicked out: "you're so poor!"

Suk's hand was quick. Although he didn't pay much attention just now, when the black rain kicked, he still dodged quickly. I knew it! The women in the dragon soul, there is not a big lady, a small jasper, are always able to do tough women.

"Slip of the tongue! A slip of the tongue Suk also realized that what he had just said was a bit ambiguous. Fortunately, he had evaded the attack range of Heiyu. Of course, it was within the safe range of Heiyu when he didn't make a big move. He scratched his head and made a quick apology.

"OK, go up. You'll be ready in a moment. It's time to give uncle Tian an injection!" Heiyu didn't really get angry, but when he saw Suk suddenly become slippery, he had the impulse to abuse him and twist him twice. This feeling was very wonderful. He mentioned AK47 and went to the gun depot.

Because black rain has always been wearing a metal half mask, Suk can't tell her real age at all. However, judging from her figure, er, because she had a close observation of her figure last time, she should not be more than 24 years old at most.

Especially now from the back, two long legs straight, symmetrical, walking like the wind, although there is no gentle wind to help the willow swaying posture, but double buttocks, it is still a rare beautiful scenery.

However, people like them seem to be very sensitive to the outside world. Suk's eyes only stayed on her buttocks for more than ten seconds. Suddenly, Heiyu turned around, and her eyes were cold. Suk pretended to be innocent, did not squint, and asked in surprise: "what's the matter?"

Black rain did not speak, but gave Suk a cold white eye, and then turned to walk up the stairs. Suk finally knew how dangerous it was to do so this time. After that, he glanced at Suk's eyes for no more than a second.

There was no danger all the way up the stairs. A few dragon soul players on the first floor of the training ground still practiced very well, especially scar. It's true that the name of a big sword dance is not a kind of martial arts of performance nature. Suk can assert that it's a killing technique.

If he was in the ancient battlefield, he would be a killing God like Bai Qi.

In the west of the garrison building, the smoke and dust were black. The Han soldiers were stationed in Taipei. The general rushed to the West with his sword in his hand.

Leng Tianbing doesn't know what Kungfu he's practicing. Anyway, it doesn't look like his teaching leg. On the contrary, explosives are still competing with strength trainers. It's estimated that he's not exercising, he's more like losing weight.

Since Deng Xiaotian was injured from the south this time, he was sent back to Yanjing for emergency treatment. His simple exercise in the morning has also stopped, but every morning he is still meditating and recuperating, recuperating through internal strength.

Suk knocks on the door. When he hears the sound inside, he comes in. Deng Xiaotian still keeps an unintentional posture. He signals Suk to wait with his eyes and continues to close his eyes.

This situation makes Suk very curious. Deng Xiaotian's posture is like a martial arts expert in the movie. Although he was also like this when he was practicing twelve sections of Taoist brocade, he was given by the system, and Deng Xiaotian is a real Kung Fu!I don't know what kind of skill Deng Xiaotian is practicing. In short, it won't be Xibei. When I first gave him acupuncture, I already felt that there was a constant movement of internal force in his body. Moreover, in the position of Dantian, there was even a whirlpool like the eye of a spring.

It was this force that had resisted the toxin in his body tenaciously before, and even suppressed the toxin to his left arm for a time. When modern medical instruments were helpless, it had to be said that it was an event that could not be solved by science.

Deng Xiaotian looks calm and breathes gently. From the point of view of his breathing state, he even looks like a tortoise breathing really. His breath is soft, thin, soft and long. It must be a profound skill.

After watching Deng Xiaotian for a while, he felt a little calm. He took this opportunity to run twelve sections of Taoist brocade and adjust his body. Now he has a feeling that the strength of his body has at least doubled.

I used to think that this thing was a systematic reward, which should be the final form. But I didn't expect that it could continue to grow through my own practice. It's a good thing. It's good for my physical fitness, or for my kungfu, such as listening to sound and identifying position, Overlord elbow and so on. Maybe one day, I will become a great master with this twelve section brocade of Taoism!

After waiting for about 20 minutes, Suk suddenly felt something and opened his eyes. Sure enough, Deng Xiaotian had finished his work. It seemed that he had been waiting for him for a while. Some of them were not very interesting. As soon as he was about to speak, he watched Deng Xiaotian wave his hand and said, "boy, show me your black jade pendant!"