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"Don't worry about the black glasses, the players behind me have me."
He Lianjing said: "It's fine as long as you're fine."
Chapter 320 He Lianjing came back to his senses, the place where the two bullets went was Ye Fan's back
At the same time, Zhang Qiling had already held Jingzhe, quickly dodged the flexible hair left and right, and rushed forward to try to get close to the body of these hairs.
However, when he noticed that a piece of hair on his side had been straightened, he immediately realized that these hairs had caught the target behind.
Zhang Qiling frowned, the idea of capturing the king first had the upper hand.
And just when he was about to avoid a hair, Liu Bowen's voice suddenly came from behind:
"Big brother!"
Before hearing Liu Bowen's last line of "help me", Zhang Qiling immediately asked Jing Zhe to twirl a knife in his hand.
Jing Zhe changed from vertically forward to horizontally downward.
The blue-purple light flashed past, and the straight and thick black hair was immediately cut off.
But immediately, more hair took advantage of Zhang Qiling's loophole.
The thick black hair swept towards Zhang Qiling like a giant net.
Zhang Qiling's movements were also very fast, when the air flow brought along with his hair reached a distance close to his beautiful eyelashes.
Zhang Qiling's wrist shook violently, and Jing Zhe was immediately thrown up by him to a height of more than one meter.
Afterwards, following Zhang Qiling's vigorous downward swing of his arm, Jing Zhe spun around in mid-air, and then fell down quickly and powerfully.
The blue-purple light flashed, and the hair that had approached Zhang Qiling's eyes instantly fell to the ground weakly.
This all happened very quickly.
After Zhang Qiling's set of movements, it took only a few seconds before and after.
At the same time, He Lianjing's voice came from behind Zhang Qiling:
"Thanks, dumb~"
It was followed by two gunshots.
Zhang Qiling frowned slightly, listening to the sound of the bullet being stopped by the hair again.
However, his attention is still highly concentrated.
At the same time that the hair in front of him was chopped off, Zhang Qiling's arm was chopped down in front of him forcefully, and Jing Zhe, who was volleying just now, was once again tightly held in his hand.
And behind what he couldn't see at this time, He Lianjing was firing a gun at the skinny body of the hair.
When facing an enemy that is confirmed alive and will avoid itself.
He Lianjing will habitually shoot in units of two shots.
And these two shots, usually the first shot restricts movement, and the second shot kills.
Moreover, He Lianjing's familiarity with his own weapons has reached a level sufficient to calculate the remaining number of bullets.
He usually changes the magazine when he has two bullets left. ..
No matter how long it had been since the last shot, this memory seemed to have been in his genes, and there was never a wrong memory.
This time, He Lianjing kept looking for angles and gaps to shoot behind the hair with such confidence.
However, this time, when he fired the first two shots, he had already begun to doubt himself.
The number of bullets was a little less than what I remembered.
As he fired, he estimated the capacity of the bullet.
Soon, after a third two-shot, the magazine was empty.
This has completely confirmed his conjecture just now, the bullets are a little less than in memory!
While quickly changing the clips, He Lianjing quickly recalled and calculated.
Then, at the moment when the magazine was changed, He Lianjing realized a very serious problem.
The capacity of this bullet, plus the number of shots I fired at those long-haired failed experiments in the illusion, is just right!
He Lianjing was shocked for a moment by the result of his calculation.
His first reaction was anger:
sweet!
None of the golden toads and obsidian that I wanted to take out from the illusion came out.
How come the bullets will disappear when the gun is fired from the illusion?
Isn't this a glaring double standard?
Who wrote the script!
In the front, the attack speed of the hair is very fast.
Although it was at the front, Zhang Qiling, who wanted to get close to the body with this hair, restrained a part.
But hair, although some people can't find it, but under normal circumstances, even Liu Bowen, a mediocre arithmetic genius, can hardly count the number of things at once.
Therefore, in the brief vacancy when He Lianjing changed magazines and the number of missing bullets was unexpected for a moment, a large number of hairs gathered towards He Lianjing again.
He Lianjing smacked his tongue, while freeing up a hand to touch the steel knife pinned to his waist, which rarely shows up under normal circumstances.
At the same time, He Lianjing stretched out his hand holding the gun.
I am going to temporarily sacrifice this hand to attract local firepower, and after the knife is drawn out, I will give these hairs a blow.
However, his plan was not implemented in time.
Ye Fan, who was behind just now, has quickly walked to the front.
I saw that Ye Fan had already opened the Thousand Chance Umbrella.
Along with the umbrella head of the Myriad Chance Umbrella, it is a circle of blades.
Ye Fan turned the Thousand Chance Umbrella around, and the thick black hair fell to the ground one after another like the electric faders he met.
When He Lianjing was about to tell Ye Fan this funny metaphor, his eyes fell on Ye Fan's back.
Just now, one of Ye Fan's shoulders had been covered by the Thousand Chance Umbrella, and he hadn't deliberately looked at Ye Fan's back before.
Now, Ye Fan took off the Thousand Chance Umbrella again, and stood in front of him, revealing the position of this part of the shoulder blade.
He Lianjing, who saw this back, immediately kept the joke in his throat that he wanted to blurt out.
Because, where Ye Fan was blocked by the Myriad Manifestation Umbrella just now, there are two bullet holes shining brightly!
He Lianjing knew very well that there were absolutely no two bullet holes on Ye Fan's shoulders before!
And what made him feel cold was that he was more clear:
With Ye Fan's strength, ordinary people absolutely do not have the ability to hit Ye Fan.
After He Lianjing woke up from the hallucination, he realized that there were no casualties among the members of the archaeological team.
Including Zhang Qiling and Ye Fan, no one showed signs of being shot.
In addition, his golden toad was not brought out, so He Lianjing only thought it was an illusion, a kind of mental attack.
Now, looking at these two inexplicable bullet holes on Ye Fan's body that popped out of his memory.
He Lianjing immediately understood where the bullets disappeared inexplicably in the illusion, and where they went.
His eyes darkened behind the sunglasses.
Anger at himself made him draw the knife more decisively.
He Lianjing walked to Ye Fan's side, and touched the two bullet holes where Ye Fan had been shot with one hand.
There is no sticky wound, no trace of dressing.
The skin underneath was obviously still intact, so He Lianjing breathed a sigh of relief.
Tony Ye Fan, who was attacked by surprise, immediately jumped two steps to the side.
"Black glasses, show mercy."
I don't have anything of value on me!
At the same time, Zhang Qiling, who was blocked by more and more hair in front, split a densely woven hair in front of him.
But the owner of the hair had already hid in the darkness when he covered Zhang Qiling's sight with the dense cloth made of hair just now.
Chapter 321 What Eve Tonight?Ye Fan: When you die
With his back to Ye Fan and He Lianjing, Zhang Qiling moved his lips.
Ye Fan immediately showed a more shocked expression than when he was attacked by He Lianjing just now.
He turned his head and glanced at He Lianjing who had sneak attacked him just now, and was about to make He Lianjing be more careful, but the little brother had already started swearing.
It shows that the emperor with fine hair seems to have only fine hair, but it may be really difficult to deal with.
But Ye Fan turned around and saw it. ..
He Lianjing, who had been smiling all this time, didn't look very pretty either.
At this moment, when the camera couldn't see him, the smile on the corner of his mouth was suppressed.
The expression on his face can't be said to be unfriendly, it can only be said to be very indifferent.
Ye Fan turned his head silently, and continued to look at Zhang Qiling's back.
Xin said, is it so tacit understanding between the blind and the dumb?
Even if you are angry, they are all synchronized like this.
At the same time, as the emperor blocking the way retreated into the darkness, the hair all over the ground also retreated urgently.
On the steps behind, the members of the archaeological site still had shocking expressions on their faces.
They looked at the ground in front of their eyes. The broken hair had been spread all over the floor, and it looked like a hair salon with a very hot business.
Just now, when He Lianjing's arm was entangled by these hairs, dense hairs also swept towards them.
And they were standing on the steps at that time. In such a long and narrow space, it was almost difficult for them to dodge, and at the same time, it created very favorable conditions for these hairs to attack.
Especially when it was not some mechanism or monster itself that attacked them, but a piece of hair.
This feeling will become extraordinarily weird.
Liu Bowen immediately subconsciously shouted to his elder brother for help.
When Zhang Qiling and He Lianjing rushed to the front, Ye Fan heard Liu Bowen's voice, and immediately realized that there were still players behind who needed protection.
Also, in such a relatively narrow space, it was not a wise choice for the three of them to rush forward all at once.
Therefore, Ye Fan stayed behind with peace of mind, and helped the members of the archaeological team on the steps block the first wave of hair attacks just now.
After replaying what happened just now, the members of the archaeological team looked at the short passage that appeared after the iron gate opened, which seemed to have recovered its calm.
And the backs of the three special advisers who are now standing in this passage, but the front and back are inconsistent.
Looking at the backs of these three people, the members of the archaeological team had the same idea tacitly:
Although this passage seems to have returned to calm now.
But I always feel that the aura of these three people has nothing to do with tranquility.
At this time, they stood behind, and no one dared to say a word to inquire about the situation at this time.
For a moment, the environment fell into a kind of extreme silence.
Even the "Today and Hexi" that the emperor kept repeating just now disappeared together.
At this time, Ye Fan was also speculating in his heart why He Lianjing and Zhang Qiling made this unknown fire at the same time.
You know, although the two of them seem to have very big differences.
However, in addition to fighting power, these two people are good at hiding their emotions.
Things like looking at faces have always been unworkable for these two people.
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