Chapter 92 Hundred Birds Chaofeng vs Lin Jia Gun

"The Dalang brothers have also studied shooting." Lin Chong took the long gun in his hand and smiled at Zhou Tian, who was watching.

"To tell you the truth, my brother's weapon is also this gun." Zhou Tian walked into the school yard, glanced at Lin Xiaozi's hands, and said.

Lin Chong's hands are full of cocoons, more than the pimp on his face. At first glance, he is the hand that often holds a gun, and the pimp on Lin Chong's face is probably caused by the hard work of the gun and the lack of time to wash his face, or the cocoon on his hand is shaved when washing his face. In a word, just look at the cocoon on Lin Chong's hand. With the marijuana on his face, you can see that Lin Chong's shooting has entered the realm. ( Isn't this reason a little far-fetched?)

"Oh, I don't know who the Dalang brothers are." Lin Chong raised his eyebrows, and the hemp on his face trembled and said.

"Ha ha, it's just a mountain man." Sunday said with a smile. If I want to learn from Tong Yuan, you have to believe it.

"Since the Dalang brothers went up the mountain, I haven't seen the brothers show their skills. I don't know if the Dalang brothers can teach me." The hemp on Lin Chong's face jumped. Lin Chong was obviously a little excited. There were all kinds of weapons on Liangshan, but there were no guns, so the people who came up the mountain were inevitably a little lonely. Today, when I heard that Sunday also used a gun, I couldn't help but want to compete.

"My brother's Lin family gun is unique in the world. My little brother's shooting skills are poor, so I won't make a fool of myself." Zhou Tian's shooting skills have now reached the level of Xiaocheng with the help of Wu Dalang's body, but it is still not enough to see Lin Chong, who has a pneumaceful face. When he really fights, he will definitely not be a man. Besides, now the rolling pin is not carried on his body, and he doesn't take advantage of his weapon. His combat effectiveness has absolutely plummeted, and Even if the rolling pin was in his hand, the length of half a meter was picked up by Lin Chong's gun body as soon as he came up. Humph, it's a shame that he didn't do it.

"Brother Dalang, you don't have to underestimate yourself. Each gunwork in the world has its own strengths. You and I can prove each other, and we can also learn from each other's strengths." It's hard to catch a gun today, and it can make you run away.

"Since Brother Lin Chong said so, I, Wu Dalang, can't be more pretentious anymore, but there is no convenient weapon in my hand..." Hearing Lin Chong's words, Zhou Tian's heart moved. Lin Chong's Lin family gun Zhou Tian also saw it just now. Although it was not as fast as a hundred birds and a phoenix, it was more changeful and often There will be a change before collecting the gun. If it is combined with the birds and the phoenix, wouldn't it be more convenient for you to be a yin man in the future...

"Ha ha, brother Dalang, don't worry, Lin Chong has nothing else. There are still many kinds of guns. Let's see." Lin rushed to a finger not far away and said.

Sunday looked in the direction of Lin Chong's finger. I was in the sun. Everything in that place turned out to be long guns. Just now, Sunday thought it was rotten wood.

"All the guns on our Liangshan Mountain are here, right?" Zhou Tian walked over and saw that there were forty or fifty shots, all kinds of them, such as red guns, wild geese spears, nine-curve guns, hook sickle guns... Oh, and silver wax guns, but although there are many guns here, they are not as good as Zhou Tian. It's not that there are many things to do on Sunday, but because the shortest of these guns are about 1.8 meters, and they appear on Sunday. At such a height, it is not impossible to dance these guns, but it is definitely impossible to give full play to the "fast" characteristics of birds and phoenixes.

"Why, Brother Dalang is not satisfied with my guns?" Lin Chong looked at the gun in front of him as if he were looking at his son. After Lin Chong went up the mountain, he basically did nothing else. In addition to practicing guns, he collected guns. Of course, sometimes he also went down the mountain to play with two shots.

"My brother's guns are all good guns, but they are a little too long for me. Can you let me break one?" Zhou Tian said hesitantly, regardless of the actual quality of these guns, but at least the workmanship is good. It should be the baby of Lin's marijuana. Zhou Tian felt that his request seemed to be a little excessive.

"Brother Dalang is at his own." Lin Chong was obviously stunned for a while, but after considering Zhou Tian's realistic height, Lin Chong still generously agreed, "But there are a few guns that can't be broken. One of them is a black-body red gun that has followed me for many years. This gun...

"What did Brother Lin Chong say?" Zhou Tian did it as soon as Lin Chong agreed. With a "kak", a long gun with a red body was pushed into two pieces by Zhou Tian's knees.

"Nothing... Can we start?" All the marijuana on Lin Chong's face stood up. Under the cold wind, there seemed to be a white fog rising on it. If it hadn't been for his calm expression, Zhou Tian would have thought he had provoked Lin Chong.

"Brother Lin Chong, wait a minute. This gun needs to be processed." After saying that, Zhou Tian ignored the marijuana on Lin Chong's face and squatted to grind the tail of the gun. Just now, when Zhou Tian broke it, he used a lot of strength, so the tail of the gun was full of wood dregs. If it was not smoothed, use it to prick his hands.

The voice of "Hura, Hula" made Lin Chong feel sad, but Zhou Tian was grinding slowly at this moment. Every grinding made the marijuana on Lin Chong's face tremble, so Lin Chong, who had always been calm, couldn't help urging Zhou Tian to come, "Brother Dalang, have you done?"

"All right, all right." Zhou Tian took half of the long gun in his hand, walked to Lin Chong, and flattered, "The long gun poles collected by Brother Lin Chong are all high-quality. Take this gun as an example. Although it seems ordinary, the wood of this gun body is absolutely first-class. It was very difficult to break it just now, and it is even more difficult to grind. I have to say that Brother Lin Chong The eyesight of looking for a gun is indeed..."

"Can you and I start..." Lin Chong tried to suppress his emotions, but the marijuana on his face kept trembling. Obviously, Lin Chong was on the verge of breaking out.

"Ha ha, then ask Brother Lin Chong for advice." I don't know if I flattered Sunday on the horse's hoof, and I was happy to ask Lin Chong for advice, but I didn't know that I was going to be unlucky.

"take it!" The momentum on Lin Chong's body suddenly broke out, and the long gun in his hand stabbed at Zhou Tian like raindrops. Although Lin rushed out the gun quickly, it also had spare power. The battle between himself and the other party was just a competition. There was no need to work hard. Besides, the color of the other party had not been figured out by himself. In case it was an embroidered pillow, since It's also good to pull your hand in time, so as not to really stab the other party and hurt your brother's harmony.

"Good shooting." Zhou Tian saw that Lin Chong's gun speed was not slow and did not dare to be careless. As soon as he came up, he used hundreds of birds to the phoenix. Although Lin Chong's shooting was fast, he was not the opponent of the hundred birds to the phoenix in any way, so Lin Chong's thorn was lightly picked up by Zhou Tian.

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