At this moment, the gun in his hand seemed to become transparent.
Zhang Fan knew all the structures of the gun without looking at it.
Just when Hua Ling and others were sneering, Zhang Fan's hand moved!
With his wrist raised, the gun in his hand was thrown out. In Zhang Fan's eyes, it seemed as if the world had frozen.
His expression was extremely comfortable, without any trace of nervousness.
The next moment, his right hand moved. It was like an afterimage, pointing at the gun. The originally complete gun turned into countless parts.
Everyone looked at the gun parts floating in the sky as if they were seeing a ghost.
The moment Zhang Fan raised his hand, the gun was dismembered. The dream-like scene made everyone open their mouths.
The next moment, Zhang Fan raised his left hand, and his two hands danced in the air like phantoms.
The barrel, spring, magazine and a series of parts were assembled in an orderly manner by him.
"Kakaka!"
The tight sound sounded and fell on Hua Ling's ears, but it was like a curse.
How is it possible that it only took a few seconds to disassemble and assemble the pistol?
Just in the blink of an eye, right?
Damn it, how the hell is this possible.
At the next moment, Zhang Fan turned around, raised the gun in his right hand, and began to dance.
"Bang bang bang!"
A burst of intense gunfire sounded like a violent storm.
Ten shots were fired in succession without any gaps.
Both the people from the Supervision Department and the people from Hua Ling were stunned. They were frightened by Zhang Fan's trembling movements.
Damn, this guy shot randomly, right?
Over the shoulder, over the armpit, over the waist, sir, do you know where the target is?
Immediately, the faces of the group of people suddenly turned pale, and even Ye Yanran swallowed hard.
Almost at the same time, a group of people started groping around themselves in a hurry.
Damn it, you can't lie down on this gun, it will kill someone if you lie down.
"It's not hurt, it's not hurt!"
A group of people from the Supervision Department and a group of people from Hua Ling took a long breath of relief.
The next moment, everyone's eyes were blazing with flames.
"Teacher Zhang, are you committing murder?"
"Zhang Fan, I'm going to kill you."
"Boy, let me tell you, I have no grudge against you."
Zhang Fan held the gun upright, put it to his mouth, and blew out a breath of unfinished meaning.
Ten seconds is so short.
But that feeling, holy shit, it was so good.
At this moment, Zhang Fan was still thinking about his actions just now.
However, this feeling went away as quickly as it came. Twenty seconds passed and Zhang Fan couldn't even remember how he fired the gun.
At this time, Ye Yanran gritted her teeth and stretched out her hand, twisting Zhang Fan's ear: "If you don't know how to play with guns, why don't you play with guns?"
Even she cursed.
Your uncle, they are right next to you. Zhang Fan's extremely casual movements before looked like he was dancing, and his shooting was extremely casual. This is a real gun.
"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing?" Zhang Fan was angry, Damn, shouldn't there be screams, worship and shouts here?
Damn, how could this happen? Damn it, is it easier to pretend? If you choose to copy Naruto, Kurosaki Ichigo or something, with a crescent moon and a chakra burst, that would be so awesome.
This is a thousand spiritual values, and it is the only copy potion I currently have.
Ye Yanran, one day I will make you kneel down and beg for mercy.
Angry, angry from the bottom of my heart.
Damn it, I came to help, but now my ears are being pulled, who am I going to explain to you?
"Damn it, if you don't believe me, let's go see the target." Zhang Fan got angry, turned around, grabbed Ye Yanran's hand, and slapped her round buttocks hard.
"ah!"
Ye Yanran was stunned by Zhang Fan's sudden blow.
I felt the burning pain in my butt, and it took me a long time to react.
"Zhang Fan, I'm going to kill you." Ye Yanran screamed.
In front of so many people, this bastard spanked himself. Damn it!
Zhang Fan grabbed Ye Yanran's hand with his backhand, and then slapped it down again.
"Damn, I'm so kind as a donkey liver and lungs. If I had known I wouldn't have come, I would have run over here without even drinking a sip of water. I owe you." Zhang Fan also got angry.
Immediately he raised his hand and slapped it down again.
"ah!"
Ye Yanran screamed, but Zhang Fan's hand grabbed her like an iron pin, preventing her from moving. Especially at such a shameful scene, her face became delicate and charming.
A group of people from the Supervision Department looked at the violent Zhang Fan in stunned silence.
Damn, Teacher Zhang is so brave, he dares to attack Team Ye. Damn it, even though this is their man’s dream, he can only think about it.
Idol, really an idol.
Hua Ling was stiff all over, and her eyes were bloodshot.
How dare this bastard do this to Ye Yanran!
"Boy, die!" Hua Ling rushed towards Zhang Fan without even thinking.
Kneading fists, lunges, military killing techniques.
Zhang Fan's eyes were cold: "Okay, let's start the third game now."
With that said, Zhang Fan let go of Ye Yanran's hand, used his legs and ran towards Hua Ling.
Damn you are so retarded, you still think you are a scumbag.
Hua Ling jumped up high, her legs spinning like a windmill. Suddenly, a gust of cold wind rushed towards Zhang Fan.
The members of the SWAT team suddenly changed their colors and yelled: "Boss, no."
This posture is obviously the wind wheel strangulation leg. Once this move is released, it is completely impossible to hold back. The whole body's strength is gathered in one leg, which is enough to break a wooden stake as thick as an arm.
If this kid is hit by this call, he will definitely be seriously injured.
I'm confused, how could I use such a cruel move on other people?
Why does Hua Ling care so much? Who doesn't know that he loves Ye Yanran? Damn it, if he dares to touch his future girlfriend and even spank her, he is not a man if he can bear it.
"Boy, hide quickly."
Seeing Hua Ling acting like this, they had no choice but to yell at Zhang Fan.
"Sorry, I don't have the habit of being cowardly yet." Zhang Fan smiled coldly, then possessed him slightly, and his butterfly dance speeded up immediately.
Tough, no one has he ever been afraid of.
Zhang Fan was like a fierce tiger, and his whole body flew towards Hua Ling like a flying arrow.
The moment Hua Ling's right leg was smashed down, Zhang Fan suddenly took action.
He raised his hand, squeezed his palm, and struck at the incoming leg.
"Bang!"
The violent collision made everyone froze.
However, just when everyone was worried about Zhang Fan's safety, Hua Ling suddenly spun backwards and then fell to the ground.
"ah!"
Hua Ling screamed, turned over, hugged his right leg and roared.
The faces of the SWAT team members suddenly changed, and they quickly ran over.
"Boss, what's wrong with you?"
"Broken?"
An incredible scream sounded.
Suddenly, several people from the SWAT team roared: "Fuck, boy, I'll fight you."
"Rubbish!"
Zhang Fan stood up, looked at the group of people, and uttered two words harshly.
Where's the capture that Nima promised? Isn't this forcing me to use the Thunder Palm?