Chapter 511 Knock on the door in the middle of the night
The bullets were fast, but Xu Qing's reaction was faster. The moment the opponent's fingers retracted, his foot slid out five feet, and the three bullets missed again. This time, Meng De had already played a real game. With a turn of his wrist, he put the gun in the chamber.
The remaining three bullets were thrown out. In addition to locking the target's standing position, a real gun master can also rely on extraordinary experience and coordination between the wrist and body to predict the angle of the target's movement. Pulling the trigger of the bullet can kill the target.
The route of entry and exit to the target is blocked, and it would be terrible if you are shot back as soon as you advance. "Please familiarize yourself with the domain name."
Three bullets were thrown out, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of Meng De's mouth. It was impossible to escape these three fatal shots in this private room of less than 200 square feet, but the smile on the corner of his mouth completely froze after a second.
He paused because a warm and powerful slap was firmly on his neck, as if his head would be ripped off in the next moment.
Xu Qing now has some experience in dodging bullets. The three shots just now were indeed amazingly fast, but they were completely avoidable. However, he made a risky attempt and used a palm that was condensed with strong righteousness.
He reached to where the bullet was coming from and tried to catch the missile with his palm.
Zhengyang Qi formed an ordinary layer of air wall on the surface of the palm, which was invisible to the naked eye. The penetrating power of the bullet was very strong, and it penetrated the air wall without any suspense, but the speed and strength of the flight also slowed down.
More than half of the time, another layer of air wall appeared where the bullet was less than an inch away from the surface. This time, the bullet's power had already reached the end of its strength, and it was easily caught in the palm of the hand, just like catching a thrown uncooked rice.
.
Meng De, who was grabbed by the neck, instinctively raised his head. Unexpectedly, the other party raised his palm and turned it over. With his palm downward, he slapped a small, warm thing into his mouth.
Uh! Meng De's throat choked, and he quickly lowered his head and spat out the thing in his mouth. Snap! What landed on the ground was a bullet with saliva stuck on it, and a little silky green vegetable leaf.
"Oh, buy it!" James ignored the saliva on the bullet, bent down and grabbed the bullet in the palm of his hand, and stretched out his hand in front of Méng De, who had a dull look on his face: "Méng De, this bullet
Were you the one who fired the bullet just now? Answer me, right?"
James's reaction was beyond Xu Qing's expectation. He thought to himself, didn't he just catch a bullet? As for being so excited? Damn, it looks like he caught it. Foreign devils are so rare...
Meng De glanced absently at the wall of the private room opposite, and silently counted the bullet holes. Sure enough, there were only six bullet holes. He finally nodded in shock and said: "Mr. Xu is a great magician. I want bullets."
It's impossible to shoot him."
Magician? Xu Qing was a little dumbfounded, but then he thought about it, there were indeed many foreign magicians who praised those who caught missiles, but those were all fake, and they couldn’t be compared to the real ones with practical slaps to catch them!
James carefully put the bullet in his hand into his suit pocket, bowed to Xu Qing solemnly and said: "Mr. Xu, I didn't expect that you are also a great Eastern magician."
Xu Qing never thought that his unconventional missile shooting would be regarded as a magician. This thing was really embarrassing. He walked to the dining table without saying a word and suddenly raised his palm to the center of the two-centimeter-thick wooden dining table.
Photographed it.
Bang! The dining table made a loud noise, and then the pots and bowls shattered on the floor. The two foreigners were stunned. They found that the dining table had been slapped in two. This was a genuine red oak table.
It's impossible to split it in half with an ax, right? It would be unimaginable to slap this slap on a human body, my God! This is simply stronger than an adult brown bear...
Xu Qing didn't know that people compared him to a humanoid monster that was more terrifying than a blind bear. He was quite satisfied when he saw the two foreign devils stunned. Now he's not a coward magician, right? Why don't you do something more?
I'm too lazy to talk to you about practical things...
With her belly full and the table lifted, Xu Qing burped with satisfaction, picked up the suitcase containing the money and walked directly to the door, pulling it down without sincerity, not bothering to pay attention to these two silly foreign devils.
James was the first to react. He finally realized that he was terribly wrong. This young gambling king was not a bullshit magician at all. He was a very powerful killer. Oh no! He should be the best killer among killers.
.
The way of thinking of foreigners is somewhat special. People like James can't access a deeper level. It's like Meng De thinks that all those who can catch missiles are magicians. In his eyes, what Xu Qing just showed
It is a killing skill, a killer, a super powerful killer.
A super killer with magical gambling skills is undoubtedly someone worth spending a lot of money to win over. What's more, he is also a magician who is not afraid of bullets? James ran around like a rabbit chased by a hunting dog.
After walking out of the door, he grabbed Xu Qing's arm and shouted hurriedly: "Mr. Xu, you have proven your ability. Feel free to ask for any conditions. I think Mr. Wayne will be happy to talk to you."
Cooperative..."
Xu Qing's arm was pulled to one side, and even his sleeves were pulled loudly by this guy. Even without looking, he knew that the thread must have been broken. This fat foreign devil was quite fierce.
"Mr. Xu, we will show enough sincerity. If you have any requests, you can put forward them." James has now transformed into a personal paste, sticking to Xu Qing and not letting go.
The suit is considered scrapped, with half-pull sleeves and half-detached shoulders.
Xu Qing couldn't resist this foreign guy's nonsense, and finally shook him off with a wave of his hand. He pointed at the torn suit and smiled bitterly: "Show your sincerity, first compensate me for a suit, and then give me the Gambling King Competition."
Send the player’s information and ask your boss to come up with a suitable price. Remember, it must be delivered to my room at nine o’clock tomorrow morning.”
After saying this, Xu Qing simply took off his tattered suit, emptied his pockets, and threw it to James. He walked away wearing his shirt and carrying his suitcase. This time, the ointment behind him was no longer applied, but was taken out.
He stood there wearing the tattered suit with a smile on his face. In fact, messing around was also a strategy, at least it was used successfully just now.
Xu Qing carried the box and walked to the corridor of the guest room where he was. Suddenly he remembered that he had run out of cigarettes and was too lazy to buy them now. He remembered that guy He Shang got on the plane with most of the domestic cigarettes, so he might as well go to the room to buy them.
I carried a few bags. I did what I thought of and walked quickly to the door of He Shang's room. I didn't even bother to press the door bell, so I curled my fingers and started knocking.