The corners of Liangkun's eyes kept twitching, his feet kept shaking, and the shaking became more and more violent from slow to fast. His expression was as scary as if he saw a ghost. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and collapsed on the ground.
When Xu Yifan's gunfire rang out, Liangkun really thought that he would die, because the pretty-faced policeman opposite him really fired at him. He could feel the hot breath of the gangster behind him on the back of his head, which meant that the gangster had just shot him.
With your body hidden behind your back, how can you possibly hit the gangster with a frontal shot?
This grandson must be taking revenge on himself.
Liangkun regretted for the first time that he shouldn't have talked so much.
but,
Gunshots rang out,
Bullets fly out,
The gangster fell,
Liangkun is still standing alive.
Not only Liangkun, but everyone at the scene looked at Xu Yifan as if they had seen a ghost. The gun in his hand was even smoking, indicating that he had indeed fired the shot just now. However, this was completely illogical.
Xu Yifan stood in the middle of the street and fired towards the opposite side. There were hostages on the opposite side, but the gangster was hiding behind the hostages, especially his head was completely hidden behind the hostages. No matter how you fired, it was impossible to avoid it.
The hostages hit the gangsters.
Unless the bullet can turn.
etc!
Bullets will bend.
Everyone looked at the spot where the gangster was shot again, and all took a breath of cold air. Some of the timid ones even got scared. The bullet was indeed turning. The gangster was not shot in the forehead, but was shot from the left temple.
, although it is not a 90-degree turn, it is definitely a certain arc, otherwise it would be absolutely impossible to hit this position.
But, how is this possible?
Everyone looked at Xu Yifan like a monster. If we were playing football or table tennis, the ball would spin and turn when volleyed with great force. Everyone had seen this, but they had never heard of the arc of a bullet.
, this is simply a fantasy.
No one knows how Xu Yifan's bullet was fired.
How did you shoot the gangster?
People only knew that when the gunshot rang out and smoke began to emit from the muzzle of the young man's gun, the bullet had already appeared in the enemy's head.
"Cousin-in-law! You are so great!" Little Sandy screamed excitedly and ran over.
"Don't come here, little confused." Xu Yifan shouted nervously with all his strength.
Yuan Haoyun turned his head and glanced at Xu Yifan. He had been completely shocked by Xu Yifan's strange bullets before and was only looking at the situation of the gangsters. At this time, he turned around and was startled by Xu Yifan.
Xu Yifan's situation is very bad.
He was sweating profusely and his face was as pale as a piece of white paper. No, it was three points whiter than white paper. The veins in his right hand holding the gun popped out and he was shaking violently. In the end, he couldn't even hold the gun and dropped it.
On the ground.
If it were Peng Yixing, he would definitely know that Xu Yifan was in big trouble, because gun enthusiasts like them are so addicted to guns that even if they throw themselves to the ground, they will not let their guns fall to the ground.
The moment Xu Yifan drew his gun, he only felt a flash of light. His head seemed to have caught something for a moment, and it seemed that nothing had appeared at all. He was originally going to jump to the right and shoot, but with his speed, he exploded with all his strength.
Jumping right, the gangster's reflex arc may not be enough to react quickly, but the risk is definitely there. However, the hostage held at gunpoint by the gangster is Liang Kun, so Xu Yifan is still happy to take this risk.
But in the end, Xu Yifan did not jump to the right and shoot. Instead, he allowed his body's instinct to swing his hand and shoot. The moment the gunshot sounded, Xu Yifan strangely felt that the bullet had deflected in an arc. Although he could not see the bullet, he could not see the bullet.
Miraculously, I can feel that arc.
Then he felt dizzy, and all his strength was drained. This time he was really drained. If Xu Yifan took out his phone and opened the system at this time, he would see that in his natal attributes, there were only three points left in the health column.
One of them, that is to say, the shot just fired cost him most of his life.
Of course, if Xu Yifan also opens the ability bar at this time to check "Hundred Steps to Pierce the Yang Spear", he will be surprised to find that the skill point of "Hundred Steps to Pierce the Yang Spear" has reached 80, crossing the level of 'comprehension' and entering the 'Dacheng' stage.
Although the first three levels can be achieved through repeated and hard practice day and night, in order to pass the level of 'comprehension' and enter the final stage of 'accomplishment', it depends on the trigger of understanding and opportunity.
But at this time, Xu Yifan could no longer care about this. The guy's right hand holding the gun felt a bone-marrow-like pain from his fingers to his arm until he lost consciousness. Then he couldn't even hold the pistol. The most unfortunate thing was that Xu Yifan felt that he
My right hand was thrown and dislocated, so I quickly called out to little Sandy, otherwise this little Sandy likes to hold her arms the most.
"Sir Xu!" Yuan Haoyun shook Xu Yifan, and Xu Yifan turned his head with difficulty, then rolled his eyes and fainted.
"Sir Xu!"
"Yifan!"
"Cousin-in-law!"
"Quick! Ambulance!"
…
When Xu Yifan woke up, it was already noon the next day.
Xu Yifan felt that he had no strength in his body, and even opening his eyelids was extremely tired. He tried several times and failed to open his eyes, so Xu Yifan simply closed his eyes and continued to push forward.
"Cousin! Why hasn't my cousin woke up yet?" Little Xanti asked with her mouth pouted.
Salena didn't close her eyes all night, her face looked a little haggard, and she sat in front of the hospital bed with her forehead covered.
"Well! Sandy, please go back and rest! You have classes in the afternoon!" Salena shouted perfunctorily.
"I'm asking for leave, cousin, I'll accompany you!" Sandy said with a smile.
"Then you go and sit next to me. My cousin wants to be quiet."
"oh!"
In the lobby of the VIP ward, a group of men were discussing in a low voice.
"Why am I lying to you! That bullet really turned a corner and hit the gangster's head. There were dozens of police officers at the scene who can all testify." Yuan Haoyun squatted and sat on the sofa with one foot on his body.
Wrapped in a white bandage, he still held a short cigarette in his mouth and gestured excitedly as if he had been given blood.
"This is absolutely impossible!" Chen Jiaju said firmly, even if the barrel of the gun was curved, the bullet fired would not be able to turn.
"Ahem!" Yuan Haoyun took a long puff of cigarette and then coughed twice.
"I told you, there were dozens of police officers at the scene who saw it. Why are you so stubborn? You saw it with your own eyes. How could it be false?"
This guy Yuan Haoyun was shot through the lungs by a bullet. The doctor told him to quit smoking. When he became addicted to cigarettes, he ran to Xu Yifan's VIP ward hall to smoke secretly. At this time, a nurse came over. Yuan Haoyun quickly took out the cigarette in his hand.
Put it into Chen Jiaju's hand.
"Hey! Why did you come here again? Your injury hasn't healed yet?" the nurse said with a frown.
"These are my colleagues who are discussing the case. Go about your business!" Yuan Haoyun waved his hand and shouted.
The little nurse muttered a few times, then pushed the treatment cart and opened Xu Yifan's ward. She was to change Xu Yifan's intravenous fluid.
Xu Yifan's ward is well soundproofed, but he is not afraid of people outside disturbing him while he is resting inside.
After the female nurse closed the door, Yuan Haoyun quickly took back the cigarette in Chen Jiaju's hand, squinted his eyes, held it in his mouth and took a deep puff.
"Actually, it is possible for the bullet to turn." Peng Yixing, who was sitting nearby, changed into a comfortable sitting position and shouted.
"At least in theory it's possible."
"Is it theoretically possible?" Chen Jiaju, Yuan Haoyun and others all looked at Peng Yixing with interest and motioned for him to continue.
"I remember when I first started getting into contact with firearms, my teacher was Fu Jinglang. He said that there was a 'shooting technique' that could make bullets turn in the air when they were fired." Peng Yixing recalled.
"If the person who fired the gun quickly swung the gun at the moment of shooting, it can indeed change the straight trajectory of the bullet, but the speed of the sling must be extremely fast, so fast that it can almost synchronize with the speed of the bullet." Peng Yixing shrugged.
He shrugged his shoulders and said: "But this is almost impossible. If a person's hand speed really wants to reach this step, his wrist will definitely not be able to bear it."
"Hey! Let me just say it! It's impossible." Chen Jiaju sat up straight and smiled.
Yuan Haoyun and another police officer from the Central District Crime Squad looked very strange.
"You came to visit the doctor, don't you know Xu Yifan's condition?"
"Xu Yifan's right hand holding the gun was dislocated. The doctor said that it was caused by a sudden violent burst of force. Also! He has no physical problems. The doctor said that he is in good health. It was just because he was too tired for a period of time.
It just exhausted the body's energy and caused coma."
Since those who were not at the scene last night looked at each other in confusion, could this so-called "spear throwing technique" dislocate one's own wrist? This is not the Seven Injury Fist. If you want to hurt the enemy, you must hurt yourself first.
Seeing that Chen Jiaju and others still looked unconvinced, Yuan Haoyun said unhappily: "Well, let's make a bet. After the forensics department identifies the warhead, it will be clear whether it came from Xu Yifan's gun. Bet ten packs of platinum Marlboros
."
"I don't smoke!"
"Depend on!"
"But I'm going to bet with you!"
"Oh!" Yuan Haoyun said with a smile: "I like you, I am determined to be your friend."
Chen Jiaju rolled his eyes at Yuan Haoyun and said to himself: "I'm still not willing to be your friend? I am the scapegoat of the Central Police Station. Only my own police station knows that, but your reputation as a hot and bad guy in the Central District has spread to Central. Who can
I didn’t know you were Feng’s fault and would never be promoted in your lifetime.”
When Peng Yixing heard Yuan Haoyun's words, his eyes flashed, but the guy quickly lowered his head and scratched his brow to cover it up. Could it be that Xu Yifan had really mastered the legendary 'spear throwing technique'.
Unlike Xu Yifan's friends in the police force, Peng Yixing understands the difficulty of "shooting the gun" better. Even if you really have that much force and speed to throw the gun, what about the trajectory of the bullet? How do you control it? Make it accurate.