"It is said that the Guinness World Record for rapid draw shooting is 0.2 seconds, and it is also a double shot. Of course, they use a Colt revolver. That thing is really fast, but the amount of ammunition is too small." Peng Yixing said this.
It's not normal, and it doesn't deserve any strange tone at all.
Zhang Ziqiang opened his mouth and looked at Peng Yixing with a monster-like look. Damn it, he was really not unjust for being robbed. This was because Wang Yaozu had never been serious with him. It was all just for fun...
Fortunately, I never had any thoughts of revenge from the beginning to the end, which scared the baby to death.
"Um, can you show me? I really didn't see it just now." Zhang Ziqiang rubbed his hands without any revenge. At this moment, the only thing left in his heart was excitement. It was so shocking.
"Of course!" Peng Yixing shrugged, spreading the fingers of his right hand on his waist.
"Bang!" There was another gunshot.
The two big white men in punk outfits who were guarding the door of the bar just heard the gunshots here but did not see their family coming back. After shouting twice, they took the gun and walked over to check the situation with a vigilant look. Just when they poked their heads, they
Just like the two people before, they were shot in the head at the same time in an instant.
"Fuck, no, this is so fucking fake!" Zhang Ziqiang put his head in his hands and said something incoherently.
Just now, he had been staring at Peng Yixing's right hand, but he couldn't see it clearly. He only saw Peng Yixing's hand holding it and releasing it, and then there was a gunshot, and the two people were shot in the head again.
(Interested readers can search for it. The legendary gunman Bob Munden (Munden) holds the world record for the fastest drawing and shooting of 0.2 seconds (there is a legend of 0.0175 seconds). He can fire two shots instantly with a revolver.
100% hit at close range. With the help of the ring's reflective vision, he can still hit the target accurately. He holds 18 world records. He has won more than 3,500 trophies and 800 annual championship titles in his life. It is said that the acceleration when drawing the gun reaches 10 G, in 2012
He died of a heart attack in Montana on December 10, 2011. Using a 24 frames per second camera to show the picture frame by frame, you can only see the action of him firing the gun, but you can only see one shot.
A bullet, a gunshot, but in fact two shots were fired, and the speed is really fantasy. Anyway, I don’t dare to write it like this in my novel. It’s like unlocking a genetic lock, and it’s not human at all.)
"No, my god, are you sure this isn't magic?" Zhang Ziqiang felt so excited that his heart was about to explode. It was so damn shocking. It completely challenged his outlook on life and world view.
"In the United States, this is our superhero, and I would like to call you 'The Gunman'!" Wang Yaozu smiled and patted Peng Yixing on the shoulder.
Turning back and waving to the carriage, Akai nodded and closed the carriage door. Inside the carriage, Little Phoenix squatted in the corner and covered her ears. She could support the action, but if he really wanted to watch someone kill someone, he would not even dare to look at it. Now,
Huddled in the corner like a little quail.
Wang Yaozu and the other three finally walked over, looking very relaxed. They were led by Li Xiangdong, and four strong men had been carried into the dark alley.
The reason why there are dark alleys here is because the bar deliberately created them to do some dark things, and they came in handy now.
"Go to the back, take this, and weld the back door shut to prevent people from running out." Li Xiangdong handed over a small bottle of acetylene in his hand.
Zhang Ziqiang looked confused. Shouldn't he be guarding the goal? He was just welded to death?
What a brain circuit!
Wang Yaozu pulled out a 'Suspension of Business' sign from behind and hung it on the door before waving his hand, "You two stay here and keep safe. If no one comes in, don't worry about it. If others come in, it's time to promote justice!"
It was too noisy inside, and nothing had ever happened here. Even if the police wanted to investigate, they could get the information before the police were dispatched, so they were very lax. As a result, when Wang Yaozu led people to rush in, there was nothing inside.
reaction.
Seeing a group of guys with different shapes on the dance floor dancing like a group of demons, Wang Yaozu raised the MP5 in his hand, pointed it at the rotating light in the center of the dance floor, and pulled the trigger.
"Da da da!" Gunshots rang out, and the rotating lights exploded with a bang. The gunshots and the glass splashed by the explosion caused chaos in the middle of the dance floor.
Wang Yaozu pulled the trigger again, and gunshots rang out continuously. After a round of bullets were fired, more than 20 people on the dance floor in front squatted down with their heads in their hands, and the booths on all sides and the bartender's bar finally reacted.
Coming over, a dozen big white men were touching their guns, and those who had guns had already raised their hands to aim at them.
"Boom", "boom", "boom", the roar of Remington.
"Da da da" "ta da da" the sound of the MP5's firing.
"Bang, bang, bang" the sound of the pistol firing continuously.
For a moment, gunshots rang out in the bar.
On one side was a well-prepared elite team, and on the other was a ragtag group of people who rushed to fight. As soon as the two sides exchanged fire, seven or eight people on the gang side fell instantly.
Wang Yaozu didn't say anything. He gestured to Li Xiangdong and immediately led three people into a fighting formation and rushed toward the second floor. Li Xiangdong's five people were divided into two sides, one side responsible for mopping up all those who resisted with guns, and two people on the other side.
People rushed towards the passage leading to the basement.
It only took about ten seconds from the time they came in to the exchange of fire. After the people on the second floor reacted, they were looking for guys to kill the guys who suddenly invaded.
Those who could be on the second floor were all important figures in the gang. Wang Yaozu rushed to the stairs, took off a flash bomb from his waist and threw it up.
"Boom!" The explosion sounded, and the entire darkened bar suddenly became as bright as day. This made the gangsters who were caught off guard scream in agony, and their eyes were in severe pain, as if they were blind.
Taking advantage of the screams of these guys, Wang Yaozu, Peng Yixing and Abu rushed forward in two steps. The three of them had a clear division of labor.
Wang Yaozu is in charge of the left side, and Abu is in charge of the right side. But for those who don't have much status at first glance, it is safer to hit them on the head.
Peng Yixing has the best marksmanship. He aims at guys whose status is relatively high. He aims with both hands in order to make the opponent completely lose their ability to resist.
The division of labor and cooperation in the assembly line, the three people's marksmanship is very good, at such a close distance, the opponent was blinded by the flash, and it took only seven or eight seconds to completely eliminate more than twenty people on the second floor.
At this moment on the first floor, Li Xiangdong also eliminated most of the people on the first floor, including DJ.
The main reason is that the DJ was so bad that he even wanted to turn off the music. Without the music, wouldn't the sound of their gunfire become obvious? Their thoughts are too vicious!
"Pop!" A small window was opened on the iron door leading to the basement, and three grenades were thrown directly from inside.
"Hidden!" Li Xiangdong shouted, and several people rushed in all directions to avoid the grenade explosion.
It turned out that the people in the basement found that all their troops outside were wiped out and the door was blocked, so they threw grenades directly from inside to try to open a gap.