Chapter 147: When Lin Fan failed to hit
, Murong Xue reacted immediately and said: "That's right. After throwing them away, we quickly distanced ourselves. No matter how hard we chase, they can't catch up." "Yeah.
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Lin Fan nodded and said, "I'll open the car door for you later. Can you hit the tires of their car?" "
I can try." Murong Xue replied.
She felt a little unsure. This was not a simple shooting operation, but involved relative motion, and everyone was driving at a very high speed.
Under such circumstances, it is not easy to hit the tires of the cars behind you.
"Okay, then you try it first." Lin Fan nodded again and said, "Be prepared, I will open the car door right away." "
Okay."
Murong Xue did not waste any time, reached for her waist and took out a pistol. With it in hand, he walked to the car door.
Lin Fan glanced out of the corner of his eye. When he saw Murong Xue getting ready, he immediately opened the car door.
Murong Xue held the pistol in one hand and held it tightly on the car door with the other hand to ensure that her body would not be thrown out of the car.
Since the door is not very spacious, it is almost full if one person stands there.
Therefore, even if Mr. Weng and others wanted to help, they could not help at all.
In order for Murong Xue to shoot the tires of the car behind him, Lin Fan deliberately moved the car towards the edge of the road.
After Murong Xue took aim for a while, she pulled the trigger with her finger, and a bullet flew out quickly.
boom!
The bullet did not hit the tire of the car, but hit the hood of the car, making a very clear sound.
"Brother Yang! They are shooting!"
The evolver in his twenties suddenly widened his eyes.
Lao Yang's face also changed, and he cursed: "Fuck! They want to blow out our tires!" "
Then what should we do now? If we continue to follow up, we are likely to be hit!" The man was a little anxious.
"Hmph! How can it be that easy? Unless you are a sharpshooter, it's almost the same!"
Old Yang snorted coldly and said: "If you continue to follow like this, the route of the car will change a lot. Be careful that they just hit the windshield with their guns!"
He knew this well. How difficult would it be to blow out the tires with bullets when two cars are traveling so fast?
"Okay, Brother Yang." The driver responded quickly. According to Lao Yang's instructions, the steering wheel continued to adjust, and the car seemed to be driving on the road in a serpentine curve.
Several cars following behind saw the car of Lao Yang and others driving in a serpentine curve, and they followed suit, but their driving skills may not be that good.
boom! boom!
Murong Xue continued to fire several times, two of which hit the steel rim of the tire, and the remaining three shots hit other places.
In short, these shots still did not hit the tires of the opponent's car.
"Mr. Weng, ask them, does anyone know how to drive a car like this?"
After noticing this situation, Lin Fan asked: "This is a converted RV. Anyone who can drive an RV can drive it. "
Mr. Weng looked back at the people in the car and said, "Does anyone know how to drive?"
"Mr. Weng, I can drive." A middle-aged man in his late thirties stood up and said, "I used to drive RVs. Yes, I think I should be fine."
"You drive." Lin Fan glanced at the middle-aged man through the rearview mirror.
Murong Xue's marksmanship was not as proficient as his, so he couldn't hit the tire of the car behind him, so he had to take action.
The middle-aged man came forward and Lin Fan said, "When I get up, sit down and operate immediately."
"No problem." The middle-aged man nodded.
At this time, the car is driving and it is impossible to stop and change the driver. It can only be changed quickly like this.
Seeing the middle-aged man nodding, Lin Fan immediately stood up and walked to the side without any delay.
The middle-aged man's movements were also quite agile. The moment Lin Fan stood up, he sat down in the driver's seat, held the steering wheel and continued driving.
Lin Fan expressed some satisfaction with the middle-aged man's satisfaction, then walked towards the car door and said, "Let me do it!" "
Sorry, I couldn't hit." Murong Xue said apologetically. She wanted to perform well. Suddenly, the speed was too fast, and the opponent's car was traveling in a serpentine trajectory, so she couldn't hit it.
"It's okay. Marksmanship definitely requires more practice. Once you shoot more times, you will become more and more proficient." Lin Fan comforted with a smile.
"Yeah." Murong Xue Zhen nodded lightly, took it back from the car door, and handed the pistol to Lin Fan.
Lin Fan reached out to take the pistol and exchanged positions with Murong Xue.
At the same time, in the vehicles behind.
"Haha, Brother Yang, that woman stopped shooting. It seems she knew she couldn't hit, so she gave up!" A burst of laughter spread.
Several other people in the car also laughed.
A thick smile also appeared on Lao Yang's face, and he said: "Our car is moving so fast. Under these prerequisites, there are only two possibilities for shooting to hit the tire, either a sharpshooter or luck. Extremely good."
"That woman is obviously not a sharpshooter, and her luck is not incredible. Of course she can't hit the tire of our car."
Lao Yang said proudly, and as soon as he finished speaking, I saw another figure appearing at the door of the RV in front of me.
"It's that boy Lin Fan!" A fierce light flashed across Lao Yang's eyes.
Originally, he had no impression of Lin Fan, but when Lin Fan defeated Wu Huaqing, Nie Yuanjia, and Cheng Libai in succession, and even tied with Hu Jiaqi, Lin Fan's appearance was like a branding iron, deeply branded on him. in mind.
"Brother Yang, it seems he plans to use a gun to deal with us." One person said, already seeing Lin Fan holding a pistol in their hand and pointing it in their direction.
"Haha, don't worry. Although this kid's own strength is indeed quite powerful, it doesn't mean that his marksmanship is also great."
Lao Yang smiled disdainfully and said, "Didn't I tell you just now? In this case, if you want to shoot a tire, you must either be a sharpshooter or extremely lucky." "
We will not consider such things as extremely lucky. See for yourselves, that kid looks like A sharpshooter?"
Hearing what Lao Yang said, the others laughed.
Although it was night, Lin Fan's eyesight was really good. With the help of the moonlight, even though he couldn't hear what Old Yang and the others were saying, he could see that Old Yang and the others were smiling happily.
That kind of smile, you don't need to guess, is mocking his overestimation of his abilities.
boom!
Lin Fan also had a faint smile on his lips, and without any delay, he fixed his gaze on the car's tires and quickly pulled the trigger.
Along with the sound of the gunshot, a bullet flew out like an arrow off the string.
(End of chapter)