Chapter 173

Of course, Ding Yi can't wait for them to shoot.

He is a dark force, not to the power, if you wait to shoot and then move, you must be shot into a beehive.

Thirty bullets a second is no joke, enough to form a large-scale barrage.

So he didn't finish his words, his body had already moved, swish swish, step like flying, one in and one out, it was more than ten meters away.

People who have practiced Kung Fu can still see his shadow. Others look at him as if they are watching the blink on TV.

In this case, it's equivalent to asking Peng Dechuan to chase him with guns and aim at him.

Of course, heavy aircraft can sweep left and right without aiming, and bullets can fly all over the sky.

This kind of strafing is certainly useful for large-scale military charge, but totally useless for Ding Yi.

Along with his mind and observing the trajectory of the bullets in advance, Ding Yi crisscrossed and kept changing his position.

Four machine guns can't even aim at Ding Yi.

Two thousand bullets hit the air.

When the metal storm stopped, the scene was in a mess, but not even Ding Yi's clothes were hit.

"Son of a tortoise." Peng Dechuan laughed and scolded.

Without waiting for him to say the second sentence, whoosh, the figure flashed, Ding Yi had already arrived in front of him.

Bang, kick him in the chest.

Plop, Peng Dechuan flew out and rolled several times on the ground.

I'm dizzy. Basong and Guo pianpianpian are dizzy.

Card, card, card, all around a gun sound, Peng Dechuan around the soldiers are restless.

"Don't move." Peng Dechuan turned over and climbed up, his face full of ecstasy.

"Son of a tortoise, it's amazing. I want to worship you as my teacher. Master, please accept my worship." Rush up and bow down, and kneel at Ding Yi's feet.

"Go away" Ding Yi retreated and changed his direction to avoid him.

"I kick you because we learn Chinese martial arts. We can't perform. We just kill the enemy and don't perform. This is the spirit of Chinese martial arts."

Ding Yi kicks him, even if it's against the enemy. Otherwise, I'm sorry for the masters of Chinese culture.

He dodged bullets on the spot, which was no different from acting.

"I know, I know, good kick, master, you take me." Peng Dechuan is like a child now, excited and excited.

Guo pianpianpian and Baiyun looked at each other and saw the meaning in each other's eyes. Baiyun quickly stepped forward: "general Peng wants to learn Chinese martial arts. There are many masters of Chinese martial arts in our country who can teach you."

"Chinese martial arts, clear strength, dark strength, Hua strength, Ding Yi came to dark strength. General Peng is interested. We can find a Hua strength master for you, who is more powerful."

Ding Yi said nothing with a faint smile.

Bassoon was not happy immediately. What do you mean, robbing my apprentice with my boss? No wonder the boss says Miss Guo is Miss Guo, he is him, and they are not of one mind?

"Brother Yi is the dark strength, and the Hua strength?" Peng Dechuan was moved.

The dark energy is so powerful, can you still transform the energy?

Ding Yi then said: "in fact, what you just said is right. This is the age of firearms. No matter how strong a warrior is, it's not as good as an army."

"General Peng, you support tens of thousands of soldiers and have weapons like rain. You don't need to learn these skills."

"When you meet experts like me in the future, don't chase them with machine guns, fight ahead of time, or fight in all directions."

"With bullets to expand the scope of attack, we can't escape the momentum."

"If you go after him, of course you can't."

Peng Dechuan thought about it. If so, we were wrong just now. We always want to chase him. In fact, we should increase the lethality by the scope?

No matter how strong the traditional Chinese culture is, it's still a physical body. It can't stand the impact of bullets.

We can only avoid the traditional Chinese culture, but not carry it hard.

Think about it this way, Ding Yi is not so magical. He just depends on his speed.

"Let's go and eat. Don't talk about it." Basong comes over and holds Peng Dechuan. They look at each other and smile. They step into the barracks.

On the room table, Peng Dechuan was very interested in Huajin and kept asking Baiyun for advice.

Later, Basong went over and whispered a few words, but he didn't know what to say. Peng Dechuan immediately changed his attitude and turned to Ding Yi.

Guo pianpianpian was a little depressed at this time. Seeing that he could pull Peng Dechuan's cage, he didn't expect that Ba song's words changed Peng Dechuan's attitude.

Only Ding Yi knows what Basong said.

Without him, he told Peng Dechuan that Ding Yi and commander abhicha had a very good relationship.

At that time, kunsha wanted to become an independent Zen state, but the whole nation in northern Myanmar could not suppress it. Later, he asked the military of western Thailand to help him.

Peng Jiasheng was the leader who could fight with the Burmese government forces in those years. He was afraid that northern Myanmar would invite the Thai army.

As soon as Peng Dechuan heard that Ding Yi had a good relationship with commander abhicha, he immediately turned to make friends with Ding Yi.

Baiyun looks at Ding Yi with breath, and from time to time bows his head to communicate with Guo Pianpian.

Having made good friends with Peng Dechuan, we can go this way much more smoothly in the future.

Because Peng Dechuan's Chan state relies on Hua Diguo, and later he can not go to the west, directly from the Chinese empire into the Zen state, and then into Myitkyina.

Save trouble and save road.

Guo pianpianpian nodded. His words are reasonable, but now Ding Yi has taken the lead in everyone. He has made friends with all the people we want to make friends with.

It seems that it's better to deal with Ding Yi.

Miss, don't you want to? Baiyun looks at her with wide eyes?

Guo pianpianpian smiles mysteriously. I have my own way. I don't believe it. Can't I be a high school student?

They whispered all night, but they didn't know what they were talking about.

After dinner, Peng Dechuan pulls Ding Yi, and Basong talks for a while.

At 11 p.m., accompanied by two local beauties, Ding Yi staggers back to a cabin full of wine.

The wooden house is built on the local mountain peak, which is very unique, small and exquisite.

After they went in, they waited for about two hours. The wooden door opened with a creak. Two local beauties were laughing and dressed as they walked. They spoke Burmese and left the wooden floor.

"This little silver bug, brother yeyesheng, goes there and plays there." White clouds gnash their teeth.

She and Guo pianpianpian were hiding not far away, waiting all the time.

Hatefully, the house was built on the mountain. At night, there were insects and mosquitoes everywhere. They were bitten several times, angry and resentful.

"Well, I'll go. Go back first." Guo pianpianpian slowly takes off a man's shirt outside, revealing the sexy back hanging skirt inside.

Under the skirt, black stockings look more sexy in the moonlight.

"No way, miss. I'll wait for you here. If there's anything wrong, you can shout out and I'll rush over." Baiyun refused to go.

"He's just finished with two women. It should be nothing." Guo pianpianpian's face was slightly red: "mosquitoes are everywhere here. Don't wait for me. Go back quickly. I can protect myself."

Baiyun shakes his head and refuses to go.

"It's up to you." Guo pianpianpian said, but she stamped her foot and walked forward alone.

When I came to the cabin, I was about to knock on the door. I found that the door was open. I guess the two girls didn't close it just now.

She took a deep breath, tried to calm herself, and then pushed the door open.

She and Baiyun's cabin is not far from here, but when they arrived at Ding Yi, they found that Ding Yi's cabin was much better than theirs.

How could it be that he still has computers, Internet cables and bathrooms here. There is nothing in our room.

What's more, their cabins only have electric fans, and here, they have air conditioning.

Guo Pianpian only gritted his teeth, turned around, closed the door and went in: "Ding Yi, Ding Yi." Cried softly.

"Hoo - Hoo - Hoo" -- inside the bed, there was a heavy voice.

Ding Yi sleeps like a dead pig.

The light in the room was turned off, and Guo pianpianpian didn't turn it on on purpose. Moreover, the design of the room is special. There is moonlight on it, and there is still a little light.

She walked slowly. The closer she got, the stronger the taste of the wine. At a glance, she knew that Ding Yi had drunk a lot tonight.

Other people practice Chinese martial arts and don't drink at all. This little bastard will spend too much time and drink too much. Sooner or later, he will have bad luck.

For those who practice martial arts, "color is a knife to scrape bones, and wine is a medicine to pierce intestines." if Guo Pianpian doesn't practice martial arts, he knows these two words.

While disdaining Ding Yi, she approached and quickly went to Ding Yi's bed.

A close look, suddenly changed a big red face.

Even if the air was full of silver and filthy smell, Ding Yi was lying naked in bed, stretching his limbs, snoring loudly, and his white flesh and body were dazzling.

Since quarreling with my husband, how long has it been since I saw a man's body?

Last time in pa'an, when Ding Yi pulled down the bath towel, she caught a glimpse of Ding Yi's big white buttocks. Now, just one day later, she saw Ding Yi lying naked in bed.

Unconsciously, Guo pianpianpian breathed quickly, and his legs trembled a little.

She wants to go back a little, but she is not willing to think about the family's mission and Ding Yi's secret.