Most people will choose to reload bullets on the spot after emptying their guns and hanging up, but Tangcheng is different. He just grabbed the gun body with his right hand and flicked it. The shell gun connected to the three-point gun belt was immediately thrown behind Tang Cheng. At this time, he had already used his right hand to pull out the m1911 pistol from the quick-draw holster on his waist, and his left hand pulled out a loaded magazine from the other side of his waist. "Whoa!" Before anyone could see Tang Cheng's movements clearly, the magazine in Tang Cheng's left hand had been accurately loaded into the handle of the pistol.
"Bah, bang, bang..." The gunfire rang out again, the same as before. The gunfire was rapid but not messy. As the old saying goes, outsiders watch the excitement, and insiders watch the doorways. While most people present were staring at Tangcheng, the braided woman kept looking at the wooden sticks and branches in the field under the roadbed that were used as targets. Along with the sound of gunfire, sawdust flew across the wooden sticks and branches in the field, and some slightly smaller sticks and branches were directly broken in the middle by bullets.
The flying wood chips showed that the bullets fired by Tang Cheng accurately hit the wooden sticks and branches that served as targets, and the branches of the wooden sticks that were directly broken showed that Tang Cheng's marksmanship was accurate. The sticks and branches stuck in the field were at least thirty meters away from the roadbed. If Tang Cheng had used a rifle, hitting the target at this range would not be considered good. But he just used pistols. Even if the rifle was equipped with a wooden gun case instead of a gun, no one here would think that the rifle with a gun case was not a pistol.
The M1911 with seven rounds of ammunition was quickly used up by Tang Cheng. Compared with the round of shell gun shooting just now, when Tang Cheng used the M1911, the shooting state was also fast, accurate and ruthless. With the continuous firing of the two weapons, Tang Cheng shot out all seventeen bullets in an astonishing amount of time. Among these people present, no one dared to say that they could do it, especially the braided woman.
"How about it? Do you want to give it a try? My promise just now is still valid." Tang Cheng inserted the empty m1911 into the quick-draw holster on his waist, then turned around and looked at the braided woman with an indifferent expression. Tang Cheng's expression at this moment was indifferent, but there was a hint of disdain in his eyes. If anyone familiar with Tang Cheng was here, they would definitely see that the disdain in Tang Cheng's eyes was definitely intentional.
Tang Cheng naturally has his own reasons for being like this. The braided woman who was turned around by Tang Cheng didn't know this. The braided woman secretly biting her lower lip was a bit stuck at the moment. She knew that what Tang Cheng had just displayed, she It simply cannot be done. Maybe my marksmanship can hit the sticks and branches in the field, but I can't achieve the stability of the opponent's shooting. As for the shooting speed, there is no way to compare.
"Miss, how about I give it a try?" The braided woman stiffened and stood still. The short fat man who had been pushed away by Platoon Leader Zhu walked up to the braided woman at this time. The appearance of the short fat man made Tang Cheng's eyebrows jump slightly, but he immediately regained his composure. Tang Cheng had noticed this short fat man who was smiling from the very beginning. Seeing that he was almost approaching him, Tang Cheng couldn't help but sneer secretly in his heart.
Sure enough, the short fat man who was talking about giving it a try suddenly stumbled when he was about to reach Tang Cheng. The short fat man who seemed to be talking to the braided woman staggered towards Tang Cheng. This side pounced. The short fat man exclaimed, but a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes. The right hand that was originally a fist now had its fingers spread out like tiger claws to cover Tang Cheng's neck.
Tang Cheng, who was standing by the roadbed, would fall off the roadbed if he evaded backwards at this time. If he dodged to the side, the braided woman would be on the left, and Heizi would be standing there in a daze on the right. The short fat man's sudden forward attack seemed to have determined that Tang Cheng had no way out. Moreover, he had just seen clearly that the two guns on Tang Cheng's body were out of bullets at this moment.
The short, fat man was like a wall of flesh. He looked like he was careless, but in fact he was harboring evil intentions. Heizi, who was standing on the right side of Tang Cheng, wanted to block Tang Cheng. He had never experienced a life-and-death situation before, but for some reason, he was so frightened by the scene in front of him that his body stiffened and he could not even bend or extend his fingers. However, Tang Cheng did not panic. He saw that the short fat man's right hand was about to touch Tang Cheng's neck. Tang Cheng, who looked calm, waved his right hand and hit the short fat man with a right uppercut.
"Ugh!" With a muffled groan, the short fat man who jumped forward was hit on the left arm by an uppercut from Tang Cheng. The short fat man, who was leaning to the right, could not stop his feet, and grazed Tang Cheng's body and moved towards He jumped under the roadbed. Tang Cheng, who fired a right hook, did not stop, but twisted around, reached forward and grabbed the short fat man's collar, and forcefully pulled the panicked short fat man back from the edge of the roadbed.
From the moment when the short fat man suddenly pounced on Tang Cheng without any warning, to when the latter punched the short fat man in the left arm, and then when he reached out to grab the other person's collar and forcefully pulled him back. This whole process happened in the blink of an eye. By the time everyone in the caravan came to their senses, the short fat man was already standing in front of the braided woman again, and Tang Cheng was still standing where he was.
"What are you doing?" Heizi, who had been stiff, came to his senses at this time, pointed at the short fat man and shouted. Heizi looks like he is not yet an adult, but his psychological maturity is far beyond that of his peers. Especially he has learned a lot from Tang Cheng and Zhang Jianghe. In his opinion, the short fat man's behavior just now does not look like An unintentional move. Tang Cheng did not stop Heizi, but just looked at the short fat man with a sneer. The other person's pale face looked innocent.
"Pretend! You can keep pretending, but I want to see how long you can keep pretending?" Tang Cheng muttered secretly in his heart. When the caravan appeared, Tang Cheng saw the short fat man through the telescope. Although he only glanced at the side of his face, Tang Cheng suddenly felt that he had seen this fat man somewhere. It was precisely because he was thinking about this problem secretly in his heart that Tang Cheng did not rush onto the road immediately after Heizi blew the whistle.
It wasn't until Heizi was counting the pack horses and the short fat man stared at Heizi that Tang Cheng finally understood where the familiar feeling in his heart came from. Tang Cheng had indeed seen this face before, and in Chongqing, when the Ma family from Yunnan last came, Tang Cheng had seen this face, but at that time, the man was not as fat as he is now. Regarding the last time the Ma family from Yunnan sent someone to Chongqing, Tang Cheng had always felt that there might be something secret involved, so he arranged for someone to re-investigate it afterwards.
Later, other things diverted Tang Cheng's attention, and the investigation into the Ma family in Yunnan was put aside by Tang Cheng. It was not until the day before Tang Cheng was ordered to go to Shanghai that the people sent by Tang Cheng to Yunnan finally returned to Chongqing and brought back answers that Tang Cheng did not expect. Heizi pointed at the short fat man. Amidst the shouts of the caravan, the short fat man who had been lowering his head suddenly raised his head, and a cold light flashed in his left hand.
A short knife suddenly appeared in the short fat man's left hand. The blade of the knife flashed a white light in the air towards Heizi's neck. Tang Cheng, who had been standing motionless, started to move again. Tang Cheng suddenly stepped forward, stretched out his left hand, grabbed the knife-holding left hand of the short fat man, and only pulled hard, and the short fat man's wrist was pulled upward by Tang Cheng. Then Tang Cheng pulled the opponent forward, stretched out his left foot and hooked the opponent's feet, and threw the opponent to the ground with a standard back throw.
The knife that the short fat man swung at Heizi might not actually open Heizi's neck, but his ruthlessness angered Tang Cheng. After slamming the opponent's back to the ground, Tang Cheng's right hand grasped the opponent's wrist, twisted and grabbed it, and quickly snatched the short knife from the opponent's hand. "Whoever dares to move will be shot to death!" The short fat man who was thrown to the ground by Tang Cheng had a high status in the caravan. Tang Cheng had just grabbed the dagger, and someone in the caravan started making noises.
Fortunately, Tang Cheng reacted quickly. As he stood up, he shouted loudly. The soldiers of the garrison just reflexively raised their rifles after shouting in Tangcheng, and they were able to control the noise of the caravan. The method Tang Cheng showed just now made everyone in the caravan no longer dare to underestimate this young man. After Tang Cheng, who was standing on the spot, looked around, the people in the caravan who had been noisy gradually became quiet again.
After the commotion that was about to break out subsided, Tang Cheng leaned over and looked at the short fat man who was lying on his back. He didn't care whether the man was awake or not. Tang Cheng just looked at him with a sneer. "I just heard your people call you Mr. Huang, but I guess you should have another title. You may not have the impression. We have met before, Mr. Fisherman, am I right?" Lying on his back The short fat man on the ground was hit on the ground by the back kick just now. His head was dizzy and he had just regained consciousness when he heard the word "fisherman" coming out of Tang Cheng's mouth, and his face suddenly changed in horror.
Tang Cheng saw all the changes in the short fat man's expression. Seeing the change in his face, Tang Cheng immediately smiled even more proudly. "Since I can call you by your code name, you should know that I am not an ordinary person. Judging from your reaction, my judgment should be correct." Tang Cheng's words sounded a little confusing, especially when he was so far away from the two of them. The woman with braids nearby was even more confused. However, she did not react because she clearly saw Master Huang's expression, because Tang Cheng's words had changed dramatically.
