Surprisingly, Guan Feihong's car is not a luxury car like Rolls-Royce and Bentley, nor a supercar like Ferrari or Lamborghini, but a low-key Volkswagen Phaeton.

Even if the value of this car is not inferior to those luxury cars, and even a customized bulletproof version, on the surface, it is nothing more than an elongated Passat.

A top young man like Guan Feihong is by no means a nouveau riche, and he has long passed the stage of showing off by car.

After Ye Fan got into the car, Guan Feihong personally acted as the driver and started the car.

A quarter of an hour later, the Volkswagen Phaeton drove into an old villa in the French Concession.

From the outside, this old villa is inconspicuous and even a little dilapidated.

But when I walked into it, I found that there was something inside.

The large garden of more than one acre, in the center of Huahai, where every inch of land is valuable, can be called extravagant.

There were more than a dozen servants inside, and after seeing Guan Feihong, they bowed respectfully, not daring to slack off.

That posture is like an ancient maid and a family member who saw the young master return.

The decoration in the villa is low-key and reveals luxury, and an antique placed at random may be worth tens of millions.

Guan Feihong took Ye Fan and took the indoor elevator to the basement floor.

The elevator door opened, and what greeted me was an independent practice room.

The practice room is hundreds of square meters, the ground is paved with a solid wood floor with a cushioning effect, and there are many weapon racks in the corners.

And Guan Feihong's face was eager to try.

Before, he was defeated by Ye Fan in one face, and he didn't even show his real strength, so he was inevitably a little unconvinced.

On the other hand, being able to fight against a strong person like Ye Fan is also a great opportunity for him to improve his strength.

Ye Fan stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes were level, there was no wave on his face, and he said confidently:

"Use your best kung fu and let the horses come over!"

……

When Guan Feihong heard this, he pondered for a moment, and did not attack directly, but walked to the weapon rack in the corner of the wall and selected a red tassel gun.

This red tassel gun, about seven feet long, is not a magic weapon, the barrel of the gun is made of ash wood, hard but not hard, soft but not broken, the tip of the gun flashes with a bright cold light, but it is only made of ordinary stainless steel.

The red tassel gun has been used in ancient times, adding a red tassel to the gun, and the tassel sucks blood, which can prevent the blood on the gun head from flowing down the gun shaft, which is not conducive to the gun holder's force, in other words, it is to wipe the blood rag.

On the other hand, this red tassel can also confuse the enemy in actual combat.

Because in the battle, constantly wielding the spear will drive the red tassel on the spear to shake back and forth, and because of its bright red, it greatly distracts the enemy's attention, but ignores the threat of the tip of the spear, thus greatly increasing the success rate of the stabbing attack.

At this moment, Guan Feihong was holding a spear in his hand, the momentum on his body had changed completely, his expression was extremely solemn, and he seemed to be a little more powerful than when he was holding a dagger just now.

Suddenly, he shook his right wrist and shook a spear, which was dazzling.

"Sting!"

A loud roar suddenly sounded, and the wind was fierce, resounding throughout the audience, and the surrounding air was torn apart.

"Huh?"

Seeing this scene, Ye Fan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, slightly surprised.

In traditional Chinese martial arts, there is a saying of "moon stick, year knife, and lifelong gun".

Learning the stick method, it only takes one month, you can achieve something, suitable for the kind of people who pursue quick success, it is easy to deal with three or five ordinary people, but due to the limitations of weapons, even if the stick is practiced to the extent of supernatural ability, it is difficult to achieve great achievements!

Throughout the ages, there have been very few strong people who have become famous with sticks!

The most famous Shaolin stick method is only famous for its large number of Shaolin warrior monks.

Compared with the stick method, the knife method is more difficult to practice, and it takes a year of hard work to become a teacher.

The knife is a blade, extremely sharp, and a single cut is either death or injury.

But the most difficult thing to practice is marksmanship!

Just these three actions of moving, buckle, and tie will take years of hard work!

There are so many variations in marksmanship that are completely incomparable to other weapons, and each marksmanship has many profoundnesses.

The thing of the spear, the origin is the ancient, the era of car warfare, the soldiers use the long soldiers, the bow and arrow, but the spear is the most suitable, so the spear has the name of Zhangba. The origin of the gun. It really started here.

In ancient times, spears were meant to be used in conjunction with war horses, carrying the impact of war horses, which could easily penetrate the enemy's chest.

Thinking back then, that Changshan Zhao Zilong, with a green rainbow sword in his left hand and a bright silver spear in his right hand, stepped off the white dragon horse. A white helmet and white armor.

The longboard slope rode the savior alone, and killed back and forth among the 200,000 Cao army, invincible, such a fierce general, and the army was easy!

Then, such as Na Luo Cheng, Yue Fei, and Lin Chong...... Which one is not a big hero on the battlefield!

Therefore, the gun is not only the king of a hundred soldiers, but also the hero of a hundred soldiers.

Those who are reluctant are not worthy of using guns, and only real heroes are worthy of the world-beating pride of spears.

……

Before, Ye Fan's father, Ye Nantian, once passed on his ancestral "Overlord Marksmanship", the essence of which can be summed up in four words-

Wind, forest, fire, mountain!

When the gun is fired, it is like the disease of a flying wind, and the action is fast!

When changing moves, it is like the stability of a forest and orderly!

When attacking the enemy, it is like a fierce fire, burning in all directions!

When blocking, it is like the solidity of a mountain, unshakable!

Now, Ye Fan has practiced the overlord marksmanship to the point of perfection, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a master of the way of the gun.

He didn't expect that what Guan Feihong was really good at was guns!

However, Ye Fan thought about it, this Guan Feihong was born in the remnants of the previous dynasty, and the ancestors of the Guan family also fought the world on horseback, and he was good at marksmanship, which was not too strange.

At this moment, Guan Feihong clenched his spear, stared at the cold star, and there was a little more breath of Jin Ge Iron Horse on his body, and he looked at Ye Fan from afar and said:

"Boss, the next thing I want to use is the family heirloom marksmanship - the Dingjun gun! Once practiced, you can't get into the water and can't destroy the arrows, so you can take the head of the enemy in the army!"

"Please advise!"

As he spoke, Guan Feihong shouted violently, his momentum was like a rainbow, and the muscles of his arms bulged, like copper cast iron, containing explosive power.

The breath of his whole body seemed to be one with the spear in his hand, and the man and gun were one.

Seeing this scene, Ye Fan nodded slightly, his eyes showing approval.

Guan Feihong's attainments in the gun path are not trivial, if he was born in ancient times, he may be able to become a generation of famous generals, make meritorious achievements, and go down in history!

"Boom!"

The next moment, Guan Feihong stomped on the ground with his right foot, and with the momentum of shaking Kyushu, the gun shot out like a dragon, attacking Ye Fan's face.

The cold stars are dotted, and the silver light is shining!

"Sting!"

A deafening explosion sounded, shaking the eardrums, and the air around them seemed to be evacuated.

This shot is perfect in terms of angle, power and speed!

Even from a long distance, you can feel the fierce wind.

If you are a cowardly person, I am afraid that you will immediately be frightened, your knees will be weak, and you will not have any fighting spirit.

……

Guan Feihong's cultivation of the Dingjun spear can be said to be famous in the previous dynasty.

If a shot is stabbed, the three armies can be fixed, and the world will be shocked, don't dare to disobey!

At that time, the ancestor of the Guan family, the Guerjia clan, had produced many masters of guns, established the country and made great achievements.

At this moment, Guan Feihong did not show any mercy to his subordinates, and as soon as he came up, he exerted twelve percent of his strength.

The guns flickered, like the Milky Way pouring down, and the light was dazzling.

This shot is overbearing and devastation, as if it is about to tear the sky, and everywhere it passes, everything will be turned into powder.

Although he was in the hotel just now, Ye Fan defeated Guan Feihong with overwhelming strength.

But in the depths of Guan Feihong's heart, he was still a little unconvinced, and even thought that Ye Fan had won a fluke.

After all, that dagger was just a talisman weapon he carried with him, and his real kung fu was on top of the spear.

Guan Feihong, who held the spear in his hand, was at least twice as strong as before.

Therefore, taking this opportunity, he just wanted to test how strong Ye Fan was.

Seeing this menacing shot, Ye Fan was not afraid at all, but the corners of his mouth outlined a smile, and he looked confident, but he didn't put Guan Feihong in his eyes at all.

If Guan Feihong is good at swordsmanship and knife skills, then Ye Fan may really not have the ability to instruct.

Although Ye Fan also uses a sword, he uses absolute strength more to defeat his opponent, in terms of sword moves, it is not very subtle, after all, Wei Lao has not taught him the corresponding sword moves.

But in the competition of marksmanship, I am afraid that there is no other marksmanship in this world, which can compare to the Ye family's ancestral overlord gun!

On the other hand, since he wanted to point out Guan Feihong, if Ye Fan directly crushed it with force, it would be useless at all.

Therefore, Ye Fan deliberately suppressed his strength to a level similar to Guan Feihong.

Immediately afterwards, he stretched out his right index finger to refer to the gun, and instead of retreating, he advanced, attacking Guan Feihong.

Seeing him so big, Guan Feihong's eyes showed a look of anger and anger, and his internal strength frantically poured into the spear, as if he could stab everything.

At this moment, Ye Fan stepped on a mysterious footwork, and suddenly moved dozens of centimeters to the side, which was able to dodge the devastating shot.

Then he pointed at the red tassel gun three inches in front of him impartially.

"Zheng!"

The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded.

The barrel of the gun shook, Guan Feihong's right hand holding the gun shook violently, and he almost couldn't hold the spear, and an incredible look appeared on his face, and he exclaimed in surprise:

"No! No way! The only flaw in this military gun, how could you notice it instantly?!"

……

"Fight with me, dare to get distracted?!"

Ye Fan shouted, and the index finger of his right hand turned into a sharp spear, like a bone appendage, stabbing at Guan Feihong's face.

At the last moment, Guan Feihong's heart was shocked, only to feel a strong threat of death, and his body retreated violently, but after all, he was too late.

"Sting!"

Ye Fan's fingertips swept along his cheek, rubbing a wound of five or six centimeters.

Although it was not deep, the red blood was gurgling out, staining most of his face, and it fell to the ground with a clatter, splashing out blood lotuses, which was shocking.

After suffering a loss, Guan Feihong no longer dared to slack off, concentrated on it, had no distractions, and put all his spirit into this battle.

Although theoretically speaking, Guan Feihong, who was holding a seven-foot spear, had an advantage in weapons, and Ye Fan also deliberately lowered his strength.

But in fact, Ye Fan completely crushed Guan Feihong, and it is no exaggeration to say that it was a "hanging".

Guan Feihong's Dingjun gun, born from the battlefield, moves open and close, strong and powerful, the spear or block, or teasing, or piercing, or smashing, or picking, or hanging, or sweeping.

One move and one style, the momentum is strong and heavy, the lethality is huge, if it is on the battlefield, it is like a bamboo, and it has the power to sweep thousands of troops, even if it is hundreds of well-equipped enemies, it is impossible to stop it at all.

However, in front of Ye Fan, he had no ability, but he couldn't show it at all.

Under this dense gun curtain, Ye Fan was at ease, as if he was strolling in a leisurely garden, and even the corners of his clothes were not messy.

Ye Fan didn't make many shots, but every move hit the flaws in Guan Feihong's marksmanship, which made him uncomfortable.

"Whew...... Call...... Whew......"

A quarter of an hour later, Guan Feihong was panting heavily, sweating profusely, and his clothes were completely soaked, as if he had just been fished out of a hot water pot.

Seeing this scene, Ye Fan smiled slightly, the momentum on his body changed, his muscles and bones were thunderous, and he said loudly:

"Alright! The warm-up is over, and now I'm going to get serious!"

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