The three gun kings in the underground world.

Wang Lang, Boris, William.

Among the three, Wang Lang and William were both killers. Boris was a child of a wealthy family. He had a background at home and was the son of the gang leader in the e-country. He grew up in the world of guns.

He likes to deal with Chinese people and learns a lot of traditional things from Chinese people. When Boris was a child, he caught a gun.

The natural gun king, with warlike blood flowing in his bones, was determined to play with a gun, with a record of 600 meters of external rifle successfully shooting the target.

He also has a superhuman talent for gun modification. In addition, this person has a huge disadvantage. His emotional intelligence is so low that you doubt whether he is an individual.

I once liked a woman, and in order to show that woman, I used my own specialty to show it, and the der forced the woman's family to kill.

The woman was in great pain and wanted to sue him in court. As a result, this man was wrong and killed all the remaining relatives of the girl. He also told the girl affectionately that from now on, I will be your only family member, taking care of you, caring for you, and offering you as a little princess.

The woman died of depression not long after, and this der still doesn't understand why the woman doesn't like him.

In China, this kind of person is a straight male cancer with a lot of confidence, even worse than this.

Although the emotional intelligence is negative, this person's marksmanship is really not a joke with you. Within 800 meters, as long as someone has a gun, they are the king of this area.

In the past, the Interpol sent more than 20 people to pursue this person, and finally a city war broke out in a city. In the end, Boris lived well and the Interpol was completely dismal. It was from there that he established the title of the King of Guns.

Another one is William. William. Wang Lang had seen him once in China before. He seemed to have completely settled in Tingchan City. This man's shooting skills were also top-notch. He used to be a killer and did not serve any killer organization. He was a single-soldier.

There is a rule that he kills people, only hits the heart, and only shoots it. Whether he can survive depends on the fate of the target.

Of course, most of them cannot survive, and the hearts of a very small number of people have become tilted.

In comparison, Boris's approach is a bit too much. This pervert often does things that humiliate the corpse, and it is common for him to re-shot the dead. I don't know where this stupid man feels so much resentment.

The Interpol also caught this stupid der and finally let him go. The reason was that there was no other reason. There was a big force behind him to support him. He also saw that his son had problems with his emotional intelligence, but after all, he was me. Such a large industry still had to be kept for some, at least he could provide enough protection when he was alive.

Wang Lang didn't expect that this stupid der would be bribed by the L family.

It’s a pity that I hid quickly just now, otherwise I would be able to gg in this place.

Wang Langan lay quietly.

Boris also has one disadvantage, which is that he is too conceited, which is why he insisted on comparing with Wang Lang to win and win.

He didn't like the title of one of the three gun kings very much. He just wanted to be the first, but didn't want to be one of them. He had unique insights into guns since he was a child, and he did not allow anyone else to be better than him.

So, it is very easy to let Boris come and kill Wang Lang. Just tell him directly that Wang Lang is there, and there is no need to invite him.

Without grievances and grudges means being the best gun king.

Wang Lang dared to be sure that the place where he was lying on his sniping now was not within Boris's sniping range, because Boris himself could not do something to kill people eight hundred meters away, so he was sure that Wang Lang could not do it, and his brain circuit was so clear and his idea was so simple.

Looking into the camp from the telescope, Leon held a glass of red wine and what Boris was saying. Boris didn't know what he said, but only saw him shook his head with disdain.

Leon laughed loudly, hugged Boris' shoulder and patted him. His movements were so intimate that he looked at Wang Lang's sniper point just now, and raised his wine glass and made a cheers move.

Lei Huaer was immediately unhappy, "My mother! Who do you look down on me!"

Wang Lang took the telescope from Lei Huaer's hand, took a look, and then lay on his side. The bullets were removed from the magazine.

"Observe the situation and report the information."

Lei Huaer held the telescope, folded a branch, drew a circle on the ground, divided the circle into several fan shapes, marked a piece of a place, and inserted the branch on it. He murmured that this was a tent, marking No. 1.

Then he broke another branch and wrote a formula on the ground and then calculated it there.

Wang Lang next to him looked at the circle drawn by Lei Huaer, withdrew his gaze, took out a black card, used the black card to cut a bullet, took out the bullet, and poured out the gunpowder inside.

The same is true, ten bullets were cut and eight bullets were poured out.

Holding the shell, Wang Lang filled half of the gunpowder, re-inserted the bullet, pinched it with bare hands, and slapped it for a long time, which was similar to a new bullet.

Another bullet was made as usual.

Lei Huaer next to him slanted his eyes and pushed the sunglasses on his nose, "Brother, don't make trouble, this is a disaster."

"You don't care about him." Wang Lang just focused on doing things.

The bullet was loaded, and Wang Lang held the muzzle and blew air inside to feel it. After a while, he removed the magazine and pinched the bullet again. Then he blew the muzzle again, not sure what he was feeling.

After doing everything, Wang Lang's toes circled on the ground. After a minute, two holes were drilled out on the ground. Wang Lang's two feet stepped on it and moved, feeling quite solid.

Wang Lang lay motionlessly, his eyes placed in front of the scope.

"Is it OK?" Lei Huaer, who was writing and drawing on the ground, turned his head and asked without confidence.

Wang Lang aimed below, "Target?"

Lei Huaer lay beside him, holding a telescope with one hand upright.

"Target!"

“Section a, marker No. 1, 50 degrees right, distance 885.”

Wang Lang lay motionlessly, like a hunter waiting for the ready to go.

"Understand! sector a, marker No. 1, right 50 degrees, distance 885."

Lei Huaer put one eye on the telescope and aimed, "Target Leon."

"Target confirmation!"

"The target has 2 close positions from the head to the crotch."

"I understand, there are 2 secret positions from the head to the crotch."

“Change to 500.”

"clear."

"The wind direction is 6 miles per hour from right to left, and 1/4th of the right."

"clear!"

Click!

Bullets loaded.

Lei Huaer grabbed the telescope with both hands, "fire!"

Cave!

A stream of dust rose from the ground.

Wang Lang was fucked by the huge recoil and pushed him back, but he stepped on the two holes that had been drilled out in advance and was barely stabbed.

Click!

Cave!

Almost at the same time, Wang Lang fired another shot and a stream of dust rose from the ground again.

Wang Lang retreated several centimeters, and the two holes under his feet were trampled and destroyed.

The sniper rifle was smoking and cracked open on it. The gun was already ruined.

Lei Huaer grinned and showed her little white teeth, holding a telescope and looked at him, "Stap the target! Take another shot!"
Chapter completed!