radicalducati Chapter 181
Chapter 181
The group had just walked downstairs.
Sou!
Boom!
Almost instantly, a sound of breaking the air sounded, and then one of the white tall men fell to the ground as if he had lost his bones, his body twitched, and soon there was no movement.
"Be careful!"
Hilke yelled, a flutter and roll, quickly hiding behind a load-bearing column, the rest of the people also quickly looked for cover, even the person carrying the unlucky boss on his back was also healthy.
In the face of death, you can run as fast as you can.
Tap-Tap!
Gunshots rang out from time to time, and Hilke glanced at it and saw that it was his brothers who were guarding below.
After counting the number of people, there were only ten people left, and ten people really died in a while.
Hilke's flesh was extremely painful, most of these brothers were still his fellow villagers, and so many people died in this breath, he couldn't face their families when he went back.
Woo hoo~
At this time, the boss Chris Parkman struggled even more violently.
"Let him talk."
Seeing this, Hilke gestured.
Soon the sanitary napkin was removed, and Chris Parkman spat several mouthfuls of spit.
"Kill! Kill him for me! I don't care who that person is, I want you to kill him...,"
Chris Parkman yelled.
Sou! Boom!
As soon as the words roared out, I don't know where there was another sound of breaking the air, and then a cloud of cement debris exploded on the side of the load-bearing column, and Chris Parkman's voice was also frightened to an abrupt end.
Hilke glanced indifferently at the boss, who was already going crazy, and let his subordinates continue to gag him.
Woooo
Hilke said through the channel.
"Boss, just one person, shall we kill him?"
Some people asked, after all, everyone came here to make money, if you can do each other, maybe you can get back some money.
"No, we don't gamble, we still have some money, don't take risks, you can go to the war zone to earn money."
Hilke's words silenced everyone.
This shows that the unknown enemy on the other side is more dangerous than the professional mercenaries and soldiers in the war zone.
At this time, Li Changsheng relied on the load-bearing column, and the whole person was almost collapsed, and his body was already soaked twice.
The ground on which I stood left a pool of sweat.
Exhaustion, thick exhaustion swept through the body.
Burst into darkness, he can't remember how many times, six or seven?
His consciousness was a little blurry, and he was still gritting his teeth.
When he wanted to sleep, he pinch the soft flesh.
This kind of victory is not only the continuous outbreak of dark energy and its own decisiveness.
Most importantly, the second wave of enemies apparently did not understand the situation, and he quickly suffered heavy casualties after several attacks.
At this time, Li Changsheng was still weighing several bullets taken out of the captured firearms.
He can't use a gun, and he can't necessarily shoot accurately, and he is more familiar with picking flowers and flying leaves, and he is more confident.
In a life-and-death crisis, he will not bet his life on something unfamiliar.
Time passes little by little, and the ears are listening carefully to everything around them.
Li Changsheng's ears, who suddenly clinged to the load-bearing column and closed his eyes, moved, and in the next moment, his figure probed slightly, and his wrist led his arm like a whip, and he flung it violently.
Sou!
Poof!
Boom!
Three sounds, breaking the air, breaking the body, and the sound of landing are almost connected, very fast.
The footsteps heard by the ears jerked.
"Want to go?"
After Li Changsheng retracted the load-bearing column again, boom! On one side is another blast of finely crushed cement.
Whew!
He is now completely closed with his eyes closed, and it seems that under successive life and death crises, the flower-picking flying leaves that have not broken through for a long time have undergone a metamorphosis.
Listen to the sound and identify the position, and snipe accurately.
The strength and speed accuracy are far beyond the past, comparable to a sharpshooter holding a pistol.
No need to open your eyes, close your eyes to listen to the movement, naturally form a location map in your mind, and at the same time, judge the person's body shape, front and back feet, and even the body movements at this moment through the change in the weight of the pedaling.
In fact, Li Changsheng himself doesn't know now, this is not just a breakthrough in picking flowers and flying leaves.
In a sense, the same is true of martial arts.
Strong insight is one of the conditions for the path to a grandmaster.
Why did Cheng Yanhua, Sun Lutang, Gong Baotian and other martial arts masters have the ability to face firearms directly and avoid gun shots in those years?
This is that he does not move, he does not move, he moves slightly, he has moved. The strength seems to be wide rather than loose, and the strength will not be expanded, and the strength will continue.
This is the real opportunity that only martial arts masters can master.
The fake enemy has a head start, which actually means that you already know the opponent's moves and quickly counteract by guessing or even predicting the opponent's next move.
This is strictly not an enemy opportunity.
The real enemy has the opportunity just said, which means that through the subtle muscle changes of the other party, the opponent's next move can be quickly judged.
True masters, their understanding of human muscles, muscles and bones goes deep into the bone marrow, and they understand very well that the slight movement of every inch of muscle represents what the next move is.
Li Changsheng practiced martial arts before, paying attention to preemptive strikes, late strikes, and rushing fast everywhere, competing everywhere!
This is the concept and core idea that Old Master Zhang pointed out to Li Changsheng at the beginning that can be quickly applied to actual combat.
But at this moment, Li Changsheng had his own understanding.
"Do you live from yourself?"
Li Changsheng, who closed his eyes, muttered in his heart.
This is no longer a category that those who have just learned martial arts can understand.
The observation power of those who have just practiced martial arts is simply not enough in the eyes, let alone a dark master like Li Changsheng.
They also stay in the concept of last-come-first-come, and preemptive strikes in sanda, that is, small movements to meet the attack, and big moves to fight back.
"Perhaps the next step is to transform the autumn breeze in the energy without moving the realm of cicada consciousness."
Li Changsheng probably understood why the old man didn't elaborate, because this feeling could not be actually explained.
When it arrives, it arrives, and if it does not arrive, it does not arrive, a transformation of the spiritual level, and this requires a breakthrough of insight, such as now.
It is only to reach the point where he has moved, he has moved, and his strength is constantly determined.
This is just a threshold to Huajin, and Li Changsheng has already done it at the moment.
"Thanks to the recent accumulation and the perception of the body."
Li Changsheng sighed lightly, mastering the dark energy allowed him to strengthen the subtle perception of the body, and this high-frequency extreme dark energy gave him the privilege of peeping into more detailed body movements.
With some of the human muscle kinematics that I have seen, many things reflect each other.
As well as the memory solidification brought by the system, Li Changsheng can quickly absorb this knowledge and do it in his chest, and in the sound to distinguish the approximate weight of other people's bodies, the body movement structure gradually has a bottom.
After many tests, it has reached the point of familiarity.