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Because she has been practicing qigong here for a long time, Zhao Sijia has become familiar with the road and regards Pang Xiaonan's practice room as her own villa. Without Pang Xiaonan, she can practice with herself and herself very lively.

Pang Xiaonan felt Zhao Sijia's breath. After putting on seven spirit stones, he entered the practice room with a simulated pistol.

"Good morning, Jiajia." Pang Xiaonan greeted Zhao Sijiajia with a smile.

"Good morning, you're pretty early today." Zhao Sijiajia was doing warm-up exercises and was a little surprised to see Pang Xiaonan, because Pang Xiaonan usually enters the training room later than herself, because she didn't know that Pang Xiaonan had to absorb spiritual energy on the second floor terrace for a while before she came down. Pang Xiaonan got up early today because he wanted to heal his wounds.

Pang Xiaonan walked over, handed Ruger p85 to Zhao Sijiajia, and said, "Look at what this is?"

Zhao Sijia took the Ruger p85 and said suspiciously: "Pistol? What are you doing with a pistol?"

Zhao Sijia weighed the pistol and said, "Is this a prop? It's not as heavy as a real gun."

Pang Xiaonan asked: "Have you ever played real guns?"

Zhao Sijiajia took a pistol and made a aiming move and said, "Of course I have played it. When I am an actor, I sometimes experience life. Because I want to shoot action scenes, I will come into contact with guns, so I need to have some understanding of real guns."

Zhao Sijiajia looked at the gun in her hand carefully and said, "Your gun is quite imitated, it shouldn't be a simple toy gun or prop, right?"

Pang Xiaonan sat leisurely on the bench, pillowed his head with his hands, looked at the ceiling and said, "This is a 1-to-1 imitation gun. Except for the different materials, the other structures are the same."

"Imitation gun?" Zhao Sijiajia walked to Pang Xiaonan's side, inserted a finger into the trigger hole, and made the pistol round, "What are you doing for buying an imitation gun? Do you use this to defend yourself?"

Pang Xiaonan raised his head, looked at Zhao Sijiajia, and said seriously: "It's not for self-defense, it's for practice. In this way, I will fight you today. After you hit you, you will play the role of a killer and shoot me."

Zhao Sijia sat next to Pang Xiaonan, looked at Pang Xiaonan suspiciously, and asked, "I am a killer and shoot at you, why? Do you want to avoid the bullets in this gun?"

Pang Xiaonan sucked his nose, patted Zhao Sijia on the shoulder, and said, "I am worthy of being a big star, and IQ is high. Yes, I just want to try it out if I can avoid the bullets of this imitation gun."

"What are you thinking?" Zhao Sijiajia smashed Pang Xiaonan's shoulder with a butt. "Even if it is a simulated gun, the bullets fired are very fast. No matter how fast you move, can you still be faster than the bullet?"

"How can you know if you don't try it?" Pang Xiaonan raised the corner of his mouth at Zhao Sijiajia.

"If you can dodge bullets, you are not a human," Zhao Sijiajia snorted coldly, "You are a monster, no one can dodge bullets."

"When the time comes, I will see if I can hide." Pang Xiaonan just refused to give up.

"I won't do it. If I hurt you, I will still be responsible." Zhao Sijiajia threw the gun to Pang Xiaonan and got up to practice.

Pang Xiaonan grabbed Zhao Sijiajia's shoulder and said, "Jiajia, don't leave now. I'll tell you that the bullets of this imitation gun are all water bullets, and it's okay to hit people. Just promise me this time. I really want to try my reaction speed. If I hit me, I won't blame you."

Looking at Pang Xiaonan's sincere eyes, Zhao Sijia was silent for a moment, and finally sighed and said, "Okay, I will promise you this time, but this time, if you can't hide, I will not shoot you in the future."

"No problem." Pang Xiaonan made an OK gesture. He originally wanted to tell Zhao Sijiajia what he was attacked. This time he bought a simulated gun to practice, and it was completely to prevent the killer from shooting him again. However, he still held back and said nothing in the middle. There was no need to involve irrelevant people. If Zhao Sijiajia knew about it, she would only worry for nothing, but it would be useless.

After finally practicing a round of fights with Zhao Sijiajia, Pang Xiaonan felt that Zhao Sijiajia's skills had improved by leaps and bounds, and joked: "Jiajia, your martial arts seem to have improved a lot. Why don't we fight against each other next time, I'll try it with a punch?"

Pang Xiaonan hasn't tried to flew away a person with one punch for a long time. Last time, he had such a battle with the Hungry Wolf Gang on the used basketball court. A wild force has been pressing into his body for a long time, and he always feels that he needs to vent.

Zhao Sijia glared at Pang Xiaonan: "You dare! If you hurt me, you will be responsible for the rest of my life! Do you dare?"

Zhao Sijia and Pang Xiaonan have been together for a long time and have also learned his rogue.

"I dare not, don't dare!" Pang Xiaonan hurriedly begged for mercy. This aunt was ruthless and always made him unable to resist. Forget it, a good man would not fight with a woman.

Pang Xiaonan walked to the bench, picked up the Ruger p85 and threw it to Zhao Sijiajia, "Okay, it's time to play with the gun."

Zhao Sijia took the pistol casually, turned it around her index finger a few times, then grabbed it steadily, and said to Pang Xiaonan: "You have thought about it, my marksmanship is very accurate." When filming, Zhao Sijiajia deliberately practiced marksmanship in order to look more realistic when filming. Her best score had 10 rings and 5 consecutive shots.

"What you want is your shooting skills!" Pang Xiaonan walked to the opposite side more than 10 meters away from Zhao Sijiajia, and asked worriedly, "Can you shoot?"

"Nonsense!" Zhao Sijiajia quickly opened the safety bolt and pointed the muzzle at Pang Xiaonan. "Are I going to shoot now, or wait for you to warm up your lower body first?"

"What else can I do to warm up for? I've been shooting for so long just now." Pang Xiaonan pointed to the pistol and said, "You try the gun first. I tried it yesterday. It's a bit different from a real gun. You can get familiar with the feel of it after firing a few shots."

When Pang Xiaonan bought the imitation gun yesterday, he had already tried the sight and feel of the gun. Due to the difference in weight and materials, it was still a bit less realistic to use. Pang Xiaonan himself stayed at the Huahai City base in Black Mamba for more than ten days. He dealt with the gun every day and played with a lot of pistols. Compared with those real guys, this gun still takes a certain amount of time to play.

"Okay, then I'll try a few bullets first." Zhao Sijiajia held up the gun and circled around the training room. She wanted to choose a target, but in the end, she pointed the gun at the sandbag.

With a "bang", Zhao Sijiajia pulled the trigger, and a blue water bullet flew out of the muzzle and hit the sandbag heavily. The bullet exploded, leaving a blue watermark on the sandbag, like a small blue flower.

"Oh, it's not bad, it's interesting." This is Zhao Sijia's first time playing a simulated gun. This gun is very suitable for real-life battle games. Although it is not as exciting as a real-life gun, it is safe. Real-life guns and real-life bullets will kill people.

Zhao Sijia fired a few more bullets, leaving several blue flowers on the sandbag, then turned the gun and pointed it at Pang Xiaonan, saying, "Okay, I roughly understand the habits of this gun, let's start."

Pang Xiaonan stretched out his left hand and stood in the air, saying, "I said I should start, don't pick the trigger first, give me 1 second."

Pang Xiaonan activated his spiritual consciousness as fast as possible, then looked at Zhao Sijiajia's right hand holding a gun. He put his left hand down and shouted "Start", and then his eyes focused on Zhao Sijiajia's fingers placed on the trigger.

As soon as he heard Pang Xiaonan's order, Zhao Sijiajia did not hesitate and immediately pulled the trigger.

As soon as Zhao Sijiajia's finger moved, it was captured by Pang Xiaonan's eyes and spiritual consciousness at the same time. Pang Xiaonan's body rushed out almost instinctively. He wanted to seize Zhao Sijiajia's pistol before the gunshot.

In an instant, the gunshots and Pang Xiaonan has already rushed halfway, and Zhao Sijiajia is a little surprised because Pang Xiaonan's speed is too fast.

Feeling the airflow fluctuations caused by the bullet breaking through the air, Pang Xiaonan's spiritual consciousness also captured the trajectory of the bullet. His body swayed, and he flashed sideways, and the bullet shot through his chest. Then he adjusted his posture and rushed to Zhao Sijiajia with inertia.

Immediately afterwards, he grabbed Zhao Sijiajia's wrist with his right hand and pinched it gently. Zhao Sijiajia's wrist hurt and involuntarily let go of his fingers. The pistol fell to the ground. As soon as Pang Xiaonan took the left hand, the pistol came into his hand.

All this happened in the flash of lightning. Zhao Sijiajia didn't react at all. Because she was too surprised by Pang Xiaonan's speed, she was stunned on the spot and was taken away by Pang Xiaonan.

After reacting, Zhao Sijiajia stamped her feet and said, "No, this time it doesn't count. I'm not ready yet. Ah, it doesn't count..." She was very upset that she was playing a gunman and her weapon was taken away by someone bare hands. This was unscientific. It was entirely because she did not expect Pang Xiaonan to be too fast. Otherwise, she would have shot Pang Xiaonan several times, and Pang Xiaonan would not have the chance to get close.

Pang Xiaonan smiled and said, "Didn't you say I can't avoid the bullet? How about it, have you accepted it?"

Zhao Sijiajia said relentlessly: "No, I'm not ready yet. Humph, if I'm ready, you can dodge one bullet, and you can't dodge two bullets!"

Pang Xiaonan pointed the gun at Zhao Sijiajia and handed the gun to Zhao Sijiajia again, "Okay, even if you are not ready this time, come again, don't underestimate the enemy. Brother Nan, my speed is no slower than the bullet."

In fact, Pang Xiaonan himself knew that in terms of speed, he would definitely be faster than the bullet, but his speed was slightly better than the person who shot, because the moment the gunman pulled the trigger, his figure had already moved, because he could feel when the person who shot shot would pull the trigger. It was this subtle time difference that gave him the lead.

However, a gunman like Leng Yulang, because of his rich practical experience, even if Pang Xiaonan can take the lead, his continuous shooting will make Pang Xiaonan unable to close and disarm. Therefore, only by constantly avoiding Leng Yulang's bullets can he have the opportunity to surround him and finally seize the weapon in his hand.

This not only requires speed, but also requires constant changes in shape, so that the gunman cannot accurately judge his own route, so he cannot accurately hit him. Pang Xiaonan asked Zhao Sijiajia to practice with a simulated gun today. It is for this purpose. Seeing how he cleverly avoided the gunman's continuous shooting, he finally fought back.

Pang Xiaonan stood opposite Zhao Sijiajia again, still more than ten meters away. He activated his spiritual consciousness again, and his left hand suddenly went in the air, and asked Zhao Sijiajia: "Are you ready?"

Zhao Sijia nodded: "You're ready, come on."

Pang Xiaonan put his left hand down and shouted: "Start!"

This time, Zhao Sijiajia did not hesitate at all, and accelerated the movement in her hand and pulled the trigger. Pang Xiaonan rushed out again, but this time he did not rush towards Zhao Sijiajia, but went to the side. Strictly speaking, it was on the left front and flashed out.

The bullet hit the wall behind Pang Xiaonan, leaving a blue mark. Pang Xiaonan had already shaken to the side six or seven meters away from Zhao Sijiajia. At the same time, he felt Zhao Sijiajia's fingers move again, and the second shot was aimed at him.

Because it was expected that Pang Xiaonan would avoid the first shot, Zhao Sijiajia learned to be smart this time. After the first shot, she immediately pointed the muzzle at the direction of Pang Xiaonan's movement and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Pang Xiaonan moved his body first again. This time he moved to the right direction. Zhao Sijiajia's bullet just rubbed across the corner of his left clothes and hit the big tank behind, splashing blue water.

In this way, Zhao Sijia fired several shots in a row, and Pang Xiaonan moved left and right, just avoiding the bullet track, but Pang Xiaonan never got closer to Zhao Sijiajia, because the closer she got, the greater the possibility of being shot.

At this time, Zhao Sijiajia was a little impatient and failed to hit Pang Xiaonan for several shots. Her self-confidence had been severely setbacked, and the shooting had slowed down slightly.

It was this slight slowdown that Pang Xiaonan noticed, "The opportunity is here!" After dodging a bullet whizzing past his ear, Pang Xiaonan shook again, and this time, he rushed directly towards Zhao Sijiajia.

A glimmer flashed in Zhao Sijia's eyes. She didn't expect Pang Xiaonan to rush over directly. She quickly turned her gun and shot Pang Xiaonan in the head. Unfortunately, her movements were slow. When she fired, Pang Xiaonan had already set off, but the gun still rang.

At that moment, Zhao Sijiajia felt a little regretful because she shot Pang Xiaonan's head. If this shot hit, even a water bullet would hurt Pang Xiaonan's face and might not hurt very much. However, the splashed water may splash into Pang Xiaonan's eyes and cause irreparable damage to his eyes.

But Zhao Sijia was wrong. Pang Xiaonan had already judged the trajectory of the bullet. At the moment the gunshot was blowing, Pang Xiaonan leaned back and knelt on both knees. His whole body almost slid to Zhao Sijiajia's feet, and the bullet just happened to fly over his forehead.

As soon as he arrived in front of Zhao Sijiajia, Pang Xiaonan suddenly stretched out his hand and clenched his fist to hit Zhao Sijiajia's wrist. The one who hit was Zhao Sijiajia's hand holding the gun. Zhao Sijiajia's wrist felt a sharp pain as if it was electric shocked, and then his whole hand was numb. The pistol rushed into the air. Pang Xiaonan jumped up from the ground, reached out to grab the pistol with his right hand, and then slashed at Zhao Sijiajia's neck with a palm with his left hand.

Just when Pang Xiaonan's palm was about to hit Zhao Sijiajia's neck, Pang Xiaonan retracted his strength. Originally, his palm was just like this, but Zhao Sijiajia did not notice it, and hurriedly took action, then grabbed his arm tightly.

Zhao Sijia was still waiting for the next move. At this time, Pang Xiaonan smiled and said, "It's not bad, it's very fast." Zhao Sijia was reminded by his words, and then realized that Pang Xiaonan had no intention of hitting her, so he stopped and pushed Pang Xiaonan's arm out, "Hmph!"

Pang Xiaonan's statement is correct. Zhao Sijiajia was hit by him, and one hand was already paralyzed, but during his second attack, he could free up another arm to defend and wait for an opportunity to counterattack. It seems that his skills have indeed improved a lot.

However, Zhao Sijia was a little annoyed at this moment. Not only did he fail to hit Pang Xiaonan for several consecutive shots, but he was disarmed by him in the end and almost got hit by him. This was a very shame for a gunman.

Zhao Sijia walked to the bench and sat down, looking at Pang Xiaonan with hatred.

Pang Xiaonan walked over happily, sat down next to Zhao Sijiajia and said, "I have gained a lot today. If I encounter gunmen in the future, I will not be injured again."

From the beginning of his annoyance, Zhao Sijiajia couldn't help but become more concerned when she heard Pang Xiaonan talking about the injury, "What did you say? You were injured, where are you?" Zhao Sijiajia grabbed Pang Xiaonan's arm and looked around, but did not see any wounds.

Pang Xiaonan smiled awkwardly, and said to himself that he had lost his mouth and felt a little regretful. Then he explained, "No, no, I'm not injured. I'm just an example. If I meet a gunman like you in the future, I won't be afraid of being injured."

Pang Xiaonan knew that even if she told Zhao Sijia about the murderer's injury yesterday, it would be difficult for her to believe it, because it would be difficult for anyone to accept the use of spiritual power to treat gunshot wounds.

Zhao Sijia angrily put Pang Xiaonan's arm down and said, "What's wrong with a gunman like me? Am I a gangster? You begged me to shoot you. Humph, you mean my shooting skills are not good. A gunman like me can't hit you." Zhao Sijiajia thought Pang Xiaonan was laughing at her.

"No, your marksmanship is very good." Pang Xiaonan heard some excuses and unfolded his three-inch tongue. "I think your performance in the movie is completely real. You made me feel the superb marksmanship, but this gun restricts your performance. If it is a real gun, I will definitely not be able to escape."

After hearing Pang Xiaonan's flattery, Zhao Sijia relaxed a little and said to Pang Xiaonan earnestly: "It's good that you know! This is just a simulated gun. If you meet a gangster with a real gun, I advise you not to take this risk. After all, real guns are much more dangerous. Not to mention anything else, your mentality alone cannot be so good. Facing water bullets and facing real bullets, your psychology is completely different, but as long as you are a little nervous, your performance will be abnormal, and it will be a fatal thing to do."

Pang Xiaonan nodded and said, "What you taught is that if you encounter a real gun, the sound alone will be scary enough. OK, let's practice here first today, and we will change the bullet and practice tomorrow."

"What? Change the seeds, what bullet?" Zhao Sijiajia thought she had heard it wrong.

"A bullet is slightly stronger than a water bullet." Pang Xiaonan aimed at the air with a simulated gun and pretended to fire.

"I promised to practice only once today, how can you go back on your word?" Zhao Sijiajia didn't want to cooperate with Pang Xiaonan.

"Hey, I remember what I said was that I only practiced once today, and I have to continue practicing tomorrow." Pang Xiaonan had some excuses.

"No, I won't practice with you tomorrow, and I'll change bullets. It will definitely hurt if this water bullet hits your body..." Zhao Sijiajia got up and was about to leave.

"Jiajia, do you want to eat noodles? Do you want to make you a braised pork sauce?" Pang Xiaonan changed the topic.
To be continued...