Big Data Cultivation

Feng Jun was staring at the monk when the car window rolled down and the muzzle extended.

But this does not mean that he gave up his perception of the surroundings.

As the car approached, he felt a sense of murderousness out of thin air, and this murderousness was rapidly increasing.

As soon as he turned around, he stepped forward and stopped in front of Yang Yuxin.

Feng Jun is not a virgin bitch, helping others occasionally, and for those who are not familiar with it, he definitely has no habit of self-denial and saving others.

But Director Yang came here to help him deal with people, he has an obligation to ensure her safety.

His figure flashed extremely fast, and the two bullets that were originally aimed at him fell directly.

In the third bullet, I did n’t know whether the killer originally intended to kill Yang Yuxin, or whether the muzzle moved along with his figure. Anyway, it just hit his chest.

The killer's fourth bullet directly hit Cadillac's front left wheel, apparently preventing them from tracking.

Yang Yuxin's response was slow, but police officer Oda seemed well-trained, just one arrow step ... behind the car.

She used the body as a cover to avoid a bullet and turned back to Feng Jun.

There was a small hole in Feng Jun's sweatshirt, and his body shook violently, but then, with a wave of his hand, a white object flew out and flew heavily towards the car that was running away.

The car driver is quite good, he should have thought that Feng Jun shot, but in the desperate way, he actually did not forget to occasionally take a direction.

Feng Jun stood on the side of the road, originally aiming at the center of the rear window of the car, and went straight to the driver, but the driver flicked to the left, and the accurate head was bad.

With a loud bang, the white object still smashed the rear window into a big hole, but the driver escaped.

"Emei Wu School Student Shooting! Emei Wu School Student Shooting!" Oda has taken out the intercom from the car and called out loudly, "Someone hurt! Someone injured! Repeat, we need an ambulance, we need an ambulance, immediately!"

"Wait," Feng Jun shouted, "I'm fine, I don't need an ambulance, go and catch the murderer!"

"How could you be okay?" Oda yelled and ran towards him. "Don't move, I'm trained in first aid!"

"I'm really okay," Feng Jun's body side, striding far away, he was still thinking, under the eyes of everyone, how should he find the trouble of the car, but did not expect to face first, it was a The struggle of the little policewoman.

He yelled in his mouth, "I have body armor, it's really okay, you should catch the murderer quickly!"

Oda saw that he acted quickly, without the feeling of delay after being injured, and was a bit dumb, "Do you have ... bulletproof vests?"

"I really have bulletproof vests," Feng Jun said angrily. "It's important that you still chase the murderers."

Then he raised his hand to the monk in the small courtyard. "Like this bald head, I can hit five with one hand."

The monks and students were originally glaring at Feng Jun, but the sudden shooting made them panic for a while.

Many students squatted down directly, and two others fell directly to the ground, regardless of the muddy water on the ground.

The monk is also on the side of the body, facing the road in front of the side-this response is also practiced to minimize the frontal area.

As a result, it is less likely to be shot. Even if you are shot, the side arm is the first to be injured, and the heart will not be centered.

This is not a modern method. It is the right reaction to do so in ancient times. It can reduce the probability of hitting arrows.

Seeing the car leaving, the monk could not relax before seeing someone pointing at himself, claiming that one could hit five.

He suddenly became furious, "What are you talking about? Have you said it again?"

"Master," a female student stood out. Of the dozen students, the only female student.

Her appearance can only be said to be ordinary, and her figure is a little fat. Now the children are really rich in nutrition.

She summoned up her courage and said to the monk, "He ... he is injured, don't you know him in general."

As she said, she glanced quietly at Feng Jun: How can a handsome boy look like this now?

Feng Jun ’s tall and handsome man has already made her drunk, not to mention that she saw for herself that he was a lady who blocked the bullet.

Her breathing has become difficult, and can't wait to rush out of the school gate, hug him in his arms, and care and care carefully.

The monk was still quite dissatisfied, but with the reminder of the female student, he could n’t tell the guy who was just shot, he could only sneer. Really think that Emei is nobody? "

Feng Jun chuckled, "It sounds like you are very powerful."

The car has already gone far. Without natural means, it is impossible for him to catch up. The left and right sides are idle. Why don't you look down on Emei's guy?

He wanted to be worried, but the monk had regained his reason, and just smiled coldly, and did not care about it.

——Wearing a bulletproof vest and a hostess accompanied by a policewoman are not appropriate to provoke anything.

Hua Xiaguo really wanted to pay more attention to the shooting, just two or three minutes, two police cars roared.

The four policemen stepped out of the car and asked aloud what happened.

At the same time, some people stepped forward to check Feng Jun's injury, while others went to the Emei Wu School and looked at the monitoring.

Feng Jun refused to check the injury, but took out the bullet that hit him.

The police were extremely dissatisfied with him, until Oda stepped forward, grabbing the policeman and whispering quietly.

Speaking of which, Yang Yuxin's identity is really terrifying, and the police are not good at forcibly doing anything. They can only stare at Feng Jun in dismay, "This is your own delay in the treatment time, no wonder we."

Feng Jun had already changed his clothes on the mobile phone plane, so he unzipped the sweatshirt, opened his arms, and unbuttoned his shirt, revealing the soft soft armor inside Jiao, "See, bulletproof vest!"

There is also a hole in his shirt, but the soft armor is flat, and there is no sign of impact.

Jiao Ling's soft armor can only protect the chest and abdomen, the style is similar to a vest, but it is much thicker, at least like a wool vest, not as thin as the name is, if the silk is generally thin.

Seeing this, a policeman was very curious and stepped forward to reach out and touch, "What material is this, so thin?"

Feng Jun took a step back and said in a deep voice, "You don't need to know."

"Okay," Yang Yuxin said aloud. "The material of the body armor has nothing to do with the shooting ... it's still a matter of business."

She estimated that this body armor was also a treasure of Master Feng, of course, no one was allowed to think about it.

Unexpectedly, she also wanted to be left. Since Feng Jun had been born in advance, he would no longer wear Jiao's soft armor.

For other congenitals, Jiao's soft armor is standard-even high-end, but for Feng Jun, the advancement of the congenital means that the bullets of the earth world can no longer hurt him.

Seriously, other innate masters of the mobile phone plane, use spirit soldiers to deal with him, lethality is greater than bullets.

It doesn't matter when he advances to the first level of Qi refining, but the intermediate level of Qi refining can really block the bullet.

Of course, if there are too many bullets, it takes too much energy, and he still has to figure out a countermeasure.

Anyway, he knew he could withstand the bullet, so he was directly in front of Yang Yuxin.

Even if this shot hit his face, it would not cause too much damage to him. Whether it can break the bridge of the nose is a problem-it is the kinetic energy of the bullet, which is likely to hit the bone of the nose. .

When he was hit on the chest, his chest was also in pain, but fortunately, it was within his tolerance range. Even better, he could use Jiao's soft armor as a cover.

This is the whole story, but Yang Yuxin doesn't know-you have bulletproof vests on your chest and abdomen, but no other parts.

If you are hit in the limbs ... or the head, the consequences are really unimaginable.

She looked at him with tenderness and gratitude, just like today's sky, she could drip water at any time.

6 Continued police cars came, and the shooting in the downtown area was enough to alarm the police chief of Jincheng.

But Yang Yuxin and Feng Jun have already left and returned to the resort.

The two of them are the parties. It is said that they ca n’t escape the police investigation anyway, but I have to admit that Director Yang ’s banner is really useful. The police can ask questions, but whether they can get answers depends on her mood. .

For example, why went to Emei Wu School, where did she buy bullet-proof vests? She refused to answer them at all. She just asked that you must catch the murderer as soon as possible. The huge Jincheng should not become an extrajudicial place.

Back at the resort, it was almost half past six. The sky was already dark early, plus the overcast clouds. When entering the villa, it was basically night.

Yang Yuxin's body leaned almost completely on Feng Jun's body. His hands were still around his waist, and half of his body weight was pressed onto his body.

Oda came back with them, but like Feng Jun, she thought Director Yang was terrified and did n’t think much about it.

After entering the room, Director Yang said softly, "Feng Jun, please help me into the room."

Feng Jun and Yang Yuxin lived here for a few days, each with their own room, without interfering with each other.

Feng Jun didn't think much, and helped her directly into the room. When he entered the door, Director Yang lifted his heels, knocked on the door, and kissed him violently.

"Director Yang ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Old Yang," Feng Jun said in a hurry. "Calm down, you need to calm down ... there is no hardship."

Yang Yuxin's lips were hot, he kept kissing on his face, and his mouth murmured softly, "I can't calm down, I really can't ... I have lost my favorite person once, and today is almost the second Times. "

As she said this, her body was trembling slightly.

Feng Jun could feel her excitement, and unconsciously reached out to touch her back, trying to smooth her emotions through the clothes, "It's okay, everything has passed ..."

Halfway through the words, he felt that his mouth was blocked by something. A cold tongue reached into his mouth and stirred flexibly ...

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