A few days later, the second preliminaries for newcomer evaluation came as scheduled, this time in a one-on-one direct confrontation system.
Dowling was notified and reported to the rooftop of a certain building at twelve o'clock in the evening.
"I said, who decided this place? You have watched too many police and gangster movies. Why should you go to the rooftop if you have nothing to do? Why don't you go and enjoy the breeze in the winter?" Dorian complained on the sofa in the office.
Gang Biao was playing with a bunch of weird things in front of the big cabinet in the corner, and said without looking back: "Uncle Wu really likes Hong Kong police and gangster movies, especially Infernal Affairs, so the main place for the fight this time is the underground parking lot, and there are also rooftops. There’s something like the seaside.”
Dorian curled his lips and asked again: "What have you been tinkering with since just now?"
"Huh... I finally found it." Gang Biao pulled out an umbrella from a pile of things. The surface of the umbrella was pitch black, and the metal texture could clearly be seen.
Dolin complained after seeing it: "Hey, what is this? Is it a diamond umbrella used for tomb robbers? Or some kind of combat weapon of the space warriors Night Rabbit clan?"
Gang Biao opened the umbrella, checked it carefully, and said, "This is for you. Take it with you when you duel tonight."
"No, I'm not Huang Feihong. I'm not used to using this thing. Besides, I already have a weapon myself."
Gang Yan suddenly changed the subject: "How much do you know about He Wenhong?"
Dowling thought for a few seconds and said: "Oh, the one you said you were going to fight me tonight? After I got the notice, I looked through the odds list, and it turned out that he was the stupid cousin of the kid named Sun. On the day of the preliminaries, I I met him once, and he was ranked in the eighties. For a character like this, I would kill him like chopping vegetables."
"Hey, I'm afraid this vegetable is not easy to cut... You have only had one actual combat experience with a ghost hunter, and you were almost killed. I advise you not to underestimate the enemy."
"Bah, what does a head-on battle mean? It was clearly the kid who unleashed the dog to bite me that time, and I was already injured at the time. Does this count?"
Gang Biao didn't explain much, "Anyway, bring your umbrella with you tonight. He Wenhong's reputation as 'Chasing the Wind with a Hundred Steps' is not for nothing. You will understand by then." "
That night, the clock rang twelve o'clock, and Dolin walked listlessly to the rooftop of the duel. The referee of their victory was Huo Feng. When he saw everyone gathered, he began to explain the rules: "The longest time shall not be allowed." For more than an hour, I shouted that you can fight freely after the start. If one of you admits defeat or faints, you lose. If I decide that one of you has lost the ability to fight, you will lose even if you don't faint. Finally, I hope you insist on friendship first and competition first. The principle of two is not to cause the other party's disability or death. So, are you ready?"
"Okay!" He Wenhong replied loudly and immediately. He had arrived on the rooftop an hour ago, staring at his bloodshot eyes and wandering angrily on the rooftop as if he was waiting for the enemy who killed his father. For him, God is really wise. He can face the beast Daolin in the first game. Today, he will do justice for God and eradicate this big *** who seduces underage girls. However, Daolin was His angry eyes were incomprehensible, and he still looked like he didn't take He Wenhong seriously. He dragged the iron umbrella that Gang Bian gave him, and was already thinking about what to eat for tonight's supper.
"Well, if there's no problem, now, the second game of the rookie evaluation preliminaries, Baibu Zhuifeng vs. Guiguzi, begins!" After Huo Feng finished speaking, he quickly backed away from a distance and looked at the two people on the field.
"I want your life!" As soon as the voice started to come out, He Wenhong roared and rushed towards Daolin. This kind of momentum could be said to be as deep as the sea and sworn in.
Daolin picked up the iron umbrella and approached him, preparing to give him a sap first. Unexpectedly, He Wenhong shook his hands and slipped two pistols from his sleeves on both sides. The shape seemed to be famous and well-known to women and children. Desert Eagle.
At this time, the distance between He Wenhong and Daolin was less than ten meters, and they were still approaching at high speed. He had both guns in hand, raised the guns and fired. The bullets actually shone with silver light, which showed that this was an attack with psychic power.
Dorian almost vomited blood when he saw the other party pulling out a gun. He didn't do anything like this. If you do this, then I'll get a shoulder-mounted rocket launcher to play with you, won't I win?
but
There was no time for him to complain, the bullets didn't wait for anyone. Daolin understood at this moment that Gang Bian knew He Wenhong's fighting style, so he asked him to bring this umbrella.
He opened the iron umbrella and was able to block the wave of attacks from the spirit bullets. Those missed bullets actually left small explosion-like craters on the ground, and their power was astonishing.
"Hey! Lao Huo, using a gun is a foul, isn't it! What does this count? Are you trying not to be maimed or killed? If he does this to me, am I still alive?" Daolin shouted while using his umbrella to support the barrage and retreating all the way. I don’t know what kind of magic weapon the umbrella was given to me, but when the magic bullet hit it, it flew away without leaving any trace.
Huo Feng only said four words: "The game continues." He didn't bother to explain to Daolin that there were so many people with long-range psychic abilities that it certainly wasn't a foul.
So Dolin had no choice but to run around in depression. There were not many bunkers on the rooftop. Fortunately, he had an umbrella to hold it, otherwise he would have been beaten into a sieve. And He Wenhong's movement speed was not slow, and he didn't need to change bullets with the two guns in his hands. The more he fought, the braver he became, beating Daolin to the point where he was retreating steadily and could only parry.
He Wenhong has been secretly in love with his cousin for many years. When he was a child, Sun Xiaozheng's appearance in female disguise shocked him. He vowed at a young age not to marry anyone other than this cousin. Unexpectedly, after not seeing each other for several years, his cousin actually turned into a tomboy. She made sarcastic remarks to him, rejected him thousands of miles away, and even had a relationship with this guy named Daolin that was beyond the normal relationship between men and women. How could he not go crazy and compete? He had long forgotten about it, and his goal was to kill Dolin, a scumbag.
Daolin naturally didn't know how deep the other party's misunderstanding was. He immediately regarded He Wenhong as a psychopath, a typical manic type. To deal with such a person, he would have to beat him until he lost consciousness.
Before Daolin could find a chance to counterattack, He Wenhong suddenly stepped forward and jumped into the air. He stayed in the air for an astonishingly long time and rolled behind Daolin with a super high roll. He started shooting before he even landed. .
Daolin quickly turned his umbrella to block the bullet, and then gradually approached He Wenhong, who was still on his feet, waiting for an opportunity to counterattack. Unexpectedly, as soon as He Wenhong landed on the ground, with another tap of his foot, he flew ten meters away and out of Daolin's attack range.
Suddenly, the bullets stopped. Daolin lowered his umbrella and looked, and saw the gun in He Wenhong's right hand condensed with dazzling light, as if he was charging up some special move.
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