Chapter 138 A Good Man Never Suffers a Loss
The dark shadow of the pigeon glided past overhead like a ghost.
Now is the time!
Qiao Lan no longer hesitated, made a gesture to the pigeon, and rushed out of the corner of the building with a gun in hand.
The bullets were fired out like water.
Instead of competing in patience, it is better to fight first as a sign of respect.
No matter how strong the opponent is, just fire a few rounds to test the waters first!
Rushing forward with Qiao Lan was the pigeon.
The braised pork was not eaten in vain. It understood Qiao Lan's gesture, which was to let it attract the enemy's attention from the air. So it was braver than Qiao Lan. Without a gun, it rushed directly from the air and pounced on the two people like an eagle swooping down on a rabbit.
Even Qiao Lan was surprised.
I thought to myself, is this pigeon out of its mind? Is this how it attracts attention? Is it trying to kill itself?
If it was killed by the enemy in one go, she would definitely collect its body and then take it back to try what the mutant pigeon tasted like, after all, she had never eaten one in her previous life.
Qiao Lan hadn't decided whether to braise or stew the food, as the situation was critical and she wasn't allowed to slack off.
Just as she appeared in front of the enemy and fired a bullet, the enemy also moved.
Her cooperation with the pigeon was quite successful. The pigeon's suicide attack did attract the enemy's attention, but the enemy didn't take the pigeon seriously.
The knife-throwing man didn't even use his knife on the pigeon. He just slapped it away, and all his knives were directed at Qiao Lan.
Several flying knives attacked instantly, aiming at Qiao Lan's face, throat, and heart, at extremely fast speeds and at vicious angles.
This was a sword technique that Qiao Lan had experienced before.
So she had already been prepared for the flying knives before rushing out, and the moment she sensed the shadow of the knife, she quickly dodged and jumped away, making several knives miss. Although she was fat, her speed made it easy for her to not lose in the battle.
"She was the one who hurt me!"
When the flying knife man saw Qiao Lan clearly, he was angry and surprised. He obviously did not expect Qiao Lan to dare to attack him head-on.
But Qiao Lan was more surprised than him.
Because all the bullets she fired were blocked.
In front of the flying knife man was a tall and strong man. When the bullet hit him, he pulled out a heavy steel door firmly embedded in the wall next to him with his bare hands and blocked it in front of his body.
So most of the bullets fired by Qiao Lan were embedded in the steel plates, and a few penetrated the wall, but none of them hurt them.
——This guy is so strong!
Qiao Lan was shocked, but he didn't stop and fired another volley of bullets.
She took advantage of the momentum to dodge the flying knife, jumped onto the half wall on the other side of the corridor, and shot the other person from the side.
But she was fast, and the man was even faster than her. He swung the steel door and blocked the bullet again.
An enemy with a keen sense of smell, great strength, and extremely fast speed!
"Cuckoo!"
The pigeon that was slapped away flew back quickly, with many feathers lost and swaying.
"Fly away!"
Qiao Lan didn't let it join the battle and gestured to it to save its life first.
Because the enemy is obviously very powerful and not someone who can be easily dealt with. In a battle between masters, tricks like using pigeons to attract attention are useless, and coordinating with birds will only distract you.
Da da da! Qiao Lan fired again.
The other party waved the steel door to block the bullets.
This time, Qiao Lan not only had bullets, but also threw two grenades behind the door.
"Haha! That's interesting!"
The other party actually laughed out loud when the grenade fuse was crackling and catching fire. Instead of panicking to avoid the impending explosion, he rushed towards Qiao Lan with the door panel.
Like a heavy artillery shell, it came straight at us!
Qiao Lan decisively chose to jump off the building.
He turned over and jumped out of the corridor window, avoiding a head-on confrontation.
The other party's burly figure also jumped down, carrying the steel door and smashing heavily to the ground.
When the two men landed, there was a loud bang upstairs and the grenade exploded.
Dust from the brick and stone walls flew down.
The man with the flying knife was seriously injured and his movements were a little slow. He was blown away and fell to the ground and rolled a long way before stopping. He struggled to stand up and spat out blood.
"Haha, Third Brother, you're useless. Go aside and don't disturb me sparring with this interesting lady."
The sturdy man lifted the steel door with just one finger, and spun the heavy steel door around like a crosstalk actor spinning a handkerchief.
He walked towards Qiao Lan, smiling, obviously finding the battle interesting.
The man with the flying knife stepped aside, his hands flashing with dark light, ready to attack at any time.
Qiao Lan gripped the submachine gun tightly and fired steadily while backing away.
He poured out bullets like they were free, concentrating his firepower on a single spot on the door. The man then laughed again, "Smart! The bullets have a cumulative effect. Even the thickest door will eventually be penetrated, and then I'll be hit."
Having said that, he remained calm and continued to approach Qiao Lan holding the door panel as a shield.
Qiao Lan fired dozens of bullets, reloaded and fired again, and finally a hole was made in the door panel.
But the next moment, something even more surprising happened to Qiao Lan.
The man was surprisingly calm. He folded the door panel in half at the hole, folding it up like paper. The area was halved, but the thickness doubled.
Huge force!
How on earth did he manage to make such a thick steel plate!
Qiao Lan changed his approach. He no longer focused on one point, but instead scattered the bullets like beans, creating a splashing state, splashing towards the enemy in all directions.
The man then swung the door panel vigorously, flipping it up and down and left and right to block all the bullets.
The two of them, one attacking and one defending, one hitting and one blocking, one advancing and one retreating, had walked dozens of meters away in a moment.
The barrel of Qiao Lan's gun was hot, and even her body, which was suitable for shooting, couldn't take it anymore. Her knuckles and arms were sore and stiff from the shock. After such frequent shooting, she needed to recover her muscle condition.
But the other party was still strolling leisurely.
"Who are you? What are the positions of the four great kings under the throne?"
She stopped shooting and stood still.
The man carried the door panel and continued to move closer to her.
He laughed and said, "You started fighting as soon as we met, and now you remember to ask about my identity. Madam, are you scared by me?"
"Maybe?" Qiao Lan also smiled at him. "It's been a long time since I met someone I couldn't deal with with a gun."
The man was very happy to hear this, "Aren't you afraid? You can still laugh."
"I'm not afraid, laughing is just my habit."
"Haha, laughing is also my habit." The man walked closer and closer. "As the saying goes, a girl who loves to laugh..."
"I generally love to laugh."
Before Qiao Lan finished speaking, he jumped up.
While firing a volley of bullets at the enemy, a pile of large rocks were suddenly released from the space, smashing the flying knife man who was raiding the formation over there.
Then he turned around and ran at full speed.
The enemy is very difficult to deal with. A wise man will not suffer a loss in front of him, so he runs away first!
You can't run in vain, otherwise it would be very embarrassing and you would just pick on the weak.
The soft persimmon knife thrower: "..."
In the middle of the night, when the world was clear, stones suddenly fell from the sky. What kind of fantasy world is this!
"Save...save me...get out..."
If the huge rocks that fell on him made him dizzy, then his companions who ignored him and chased Qiao Lan made him despair.
Can you please dig me out before you hunt me down?!
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