A few days later, the second preliminaries for newcomer evaluation came as scheduled, this time in a one-on-one direct confrontation system.
Wang Xu received the notice and reported to the rooftop of a certain building at twelve o'clock in the evening.
"I said, who decided this place? You've watched too many police and gangster movies. Why should you go to the rooftop if you have nothing to do? Why don't you go and enjoy the breeze in the winter?" Wang Xu complained on the sofa in the office.
Master Mao was playing with a bunch of weird things in front of the big cabinet in the corner. He said without looking back: "Uncle Wu really likes Hong Kong police and gangster movies, especially Infernal Affairs, so the main place for the fight this time is the underground parking lot, and there is also a rooftop.
There’s something like the seaside.”
Wang Xu curled his lips and asked again: "I said what have you been tinkering with since just now?"
"Huh... I finally found it." Mr. Cat pulled out an umbrella from a pile of things. The surface of the umbrella was pitch black, and the metal texture could clearly be seen.
Wang Xu complained after seeing it: "Hey, what is this? Is it a diamond umbrella used for tomb robbers? Or is it a combat weapon of the space warriors Yetu tribe?"
Mr. Cat opened the umbrella, checked it carefully, and said, "This is for you. Take it with you when you duel tonight."
"No, I'm not Huang Feihong. I'm not used to using this thing. Besides, I already have a weapon myself."
Master Mao suddenly changed the subject: "How much do you know about He Wenhong?"
Wang Xu thought for a few seconds and said: "Oh, the one you said you were going to fight me tonight? After I got the notice, I looked through the odds list, and it turned out that he was the silly cousin of the kid named Sun. On the day of the preliminaries, I
I met him once, and he was ranked in the eighties. For a character like this, I would kill him like chopping vegetables."
"Hey, I'm afraid this vegetable is not easy to cut... You have only had one actual combat experience with a ghost hunter, and you were almost killed. I advise you not to underestimate the enemy."
"Bah, what does a head-on battle mean? It was clearly the kid who unleashed the dog to bite me that time, and I was already injured at the time. Does this count?"
Mr. Cat didn't explain much, "Anyway, bring your umbrella with you tonight. He Wenhong's reputation as 'Chasing the Wind with a Hundred Steps' is not for nothing. You will understand then."
That night, the clock rang twelve o'clock, and Wang Xu came to the rooftop of the duel listlessly. The referee of their victory was Huo Feng. When he saw everyone gathered, he began to explain the rules: "The longest time is not allowed."
For more than an hour, I shouted that you can fight freely after the start. If one of you surrenders or faints, you lose. If I decide that one of you has lost the ability to fight, you will lose even if you don't faint. Finally, I hope you insist on friendship first and competition first.
The principle of two is not to cause the other party's disability or death. So, are you ready?"
"Okay!" He Wenhong replied loudly and immediately. He had arrived on the rooftop an hour ago, staring at his bloodshot eyes, wandering angrily on the rooftop as if he was waiting for the enemy who killed his father. It was really hard for him.
God is wise, and he can face off against this beast like Wang Xu in the first game. Today he will do justice for God and eradicate this big pervert who seduces underage girls.
Wang Xu was puzzled by his furious eyes and still looked like he didn't take He Wenhong seriously. He dragged the iron umbrella given to him by Master Mao and was already thinking about what to eat for tonight's supper.
"Well, if there is no problem, now, the second game of the newcomer evaluation preliminaries, Baibu Zhuifeng vs. Guiguzi, begins!" After Huo Feng finished speaking, he quickly backed away from a distance and looked at the two people on the field.
"I want your life!" As soon as the voice started to come out, He Wenhong roared and rushed towards Wang Xu. This kind of momentum could be described as a hatred as deep as the sea and a life-and-death relationship.
Wang Xu picked up the iron umbrella and approached him, preparing to give him a sap first. Unexpectedly, He Wenhong shook his hands and slipped two pistols from his sleeves on both sides. The shape seemed to be famous and well-known to women and children.
Desert Eagle.
At this time, the distance between He Wenhong and Wang Xu was less than ten meters, and they were still approaching at high speed. He had both guns in hand, raised the guns and fired. The bullets actually shone with silver light, which showed that this was an attack with psychic power.
Wang Xu almost vomited blood when he saw the other party pull out a gun. He didn't do anything like this. If you do it like this, then I'll get a shoulder-mounted rocket launcher to play with you. Isn't it a sure win?
But there was no time for him to complain, the bullets would not wait for anyone. Wang Xu understood at this moment that Master Cat knew He Wenhong's fighting style, so he asked him to bring this umbrella.
He opened the iron umbrella and managed to block a wave of attacks from the spirit bullets. The missed bullets actually left small explosion-like craters on the ground, and their power was astonishing.
"Hey! Lao Huo, using a gun is a foul, isn't it? What does this count? Try not to be maimed or killed? If he does this, am I still alive?" Wang Xu shouted while using an umbrella to support the barrage and retreated all the way. Cat Master
I don’t know what kind of magic weapon the umbrella I was given was, but when the magic bullet was hit on it, it flew away without leaving any trace.
Huo Feng only said four words: "The game continues." He didn't bother to explain to Wang Xu that there were so many people with long-range psychic abilities that it certainly wasn't a foul.
So Wang Xu had no choice but to run around in depression. There were not many bunkers on the rooftop. Fortunately, he had an umbrella to hold it up, otherwise he would have been beaten into a sieve. And He Wenhong himself was not slow in moving.
The gun did not need to be replaced with bullets. The more he fought, the more courageous he became. Wang Xu was defeated steadily and could only parry.
He Wenhong has been secretly in love with his cousin for many years. When he was a child, Sun Xiaozheng's appearance in female disguise shocked him. He vowed at a young age not to marry anyone other than this cousin. Who would have thought that after not seeing each other for several years, his cousin would turn into a tomboy?
, spoke coldly to him, kept him away thousands of miles away, and even had a relationship with this man named Wang Xu that was beyond the normal relationship between men and women. How could he not go crazy? He had long forgotten about the competition and so on, so he killed Wang Xu
This scumbag is his target.
Naturally, Wang Xu didn't know how deep the other party's misunderstanding was. He immediately regarded He Wenhong as a psychopath, a typical manic type. To deal with such a person, he would have to beat him until he lost consciousness.
Before Wang Xu could find a chance to counterattack, He Wenhong suddenly stepped forward and jumped into the air. He stayed in the air for an astonishingly long time. He did a super high roll and circled behind Wang Xu. Before he even landed, he started shooting.
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Wang Xu quickly turned his umbrella to block the bullet, and then gradually approached He Wenhong, who was not yet firmly on his feet, hoping to wait for an opportunity to counterattack. Unexpectedly, as soon as He Wenhong landed on the ground, he tapped his foot again, and flew backwards ten meters away, and then left again.
It exceeded Wang Xu’s attack distance.
Suddenly, the bullets stopped. Wang Xu lowered his umbrella and looked around. He saw the gun in He Wenhong's right hand condensed with a dazzling light, as if he was charging up some special moves.
Wang Xu immediately used his Spiritual Consciousness Gathering Technique and rushed forward with a single lunge. When the opponent used his killing move, it was also a good opportunity for him to counterattack. He held an umbrella on his shoulders to protect his upper body, and stepped on the ground.
The concrete was cracked by stepping on it, and Wang Xu hit He Wenhong like a cannonball.
But before he touched He Wenhong's body, the gun in He Wenhong's hand rang out again.
"Goshawk breaks through the sky!" He Wenhong shouted, and a bright silver bullet flew out from the gun in his hand. There was no gunshot sound in this shot, instead it was the roar of an eagle as it pounced on its prey.
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The bullet transformed into a glowing silver-winged giant eagle in the air, and hit Wang Xu who was rushing towards him. Wang Xu felt a huge force coming from behind the iron umbrella, and half of his body was paralyzed by the shock.
, the iron umbrella fell to the ground, and the person was thrown upside down.
Before He Wenhong's offensive was over, he immediately raised the gun in his left hand and pulled the trigger repeatedly at Wang Xu who had not yet landed. Wang Xu was in the air and could no longer dodge, seeing that the gun was sure to hit him.
