Reborn Xueba: I am a giant

Sheng An took this opportunity to roll, walked around behind the gangster and took the gun in his hand. It was the Desert Eagle, with a sturdy appearance and a heavy weight.

Sheng An held the gun in both hands, turned around and pointed the gun squarely at the criminal's heart.

As long as a shot is fired, the heart will be pierced by the bullet in less than 0.1 second, leaving a bloody hole.

"What were you laughing at?"

The gangster continued to laugh: "I laugh at the fake expression on your face."

Sheng An raised his eyebrows, looking indifferent: "It doesn't matter if the expression is fake or not, the important thing is that you gave me a chance."

The man didn't seem to be threatened, and he still walked towards Sheng'an, relaxed.

"If you come again, I'll shoot you."

The gangster took out an M9 from his back waist while walking, and pointed at Sheng An's head: "Who told you, I only have one pistol?"

"The recoil of the Desert Eagle is not something everyone can bear, and this kind of gun is easy to misfire. Be good, put down the gun." Although he said so, there was no worried expression on his face, as if you didn't care if you let it go. It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you shoot or not.

Sheng An still maintained this movement, and the gangster still had a smile on his face: "Your skills are not bad, who did you learn from?"

Sheng An glared at him: "Self-taught."

"Others call me Master Jiu, but some call me Mao Jiu?"

"Why are you telling me this?" Sheng An looked at Mao Jiu warily.

"Because I like to accept some beautiful female apprentices, it is best to have a certain foundation, otherwise it will be too difficult to teach."

Sheng An smiled disdainfully: "No need, you are someone who may be arrested by the police at any time. If someone like you is my teacher, I don't know if you will be arrested too."

"It's impossible for them to catch me," Mao Jiu smiled, with faint smile lines under his eyes, "Haven't you heard that cats have nine lives?"

Even though Sheng An pointed at his heart, he still sat on the sofa calmly, poured himself a cup of tea, took off his mask, and exposed his entire face.

It was a heroic face, with a very small wound on the forehead, but it didn't affect his handsomeness at all.Instead, it made him more murderous.

He looks like he is in his 20s, but he has an aura that people in their 20s can hardly possess. His whole body seems to be shrouded in a layer of evil spirit.

He drank leisurely: "Sit down, you don't plan to shoot, don't you get tired of carrying it? This gun weighs two kilograms when it is empty. If you lift it for a while, your arm will be sore, don't you think?" It's even harder to escape."

Sheng An sneered, still holding the gun up: "Why do you say I can't shoot?"

Mao Jiu turned her head and looked at Sheng An seriously for the first time: "Your eyes tell me that you don't like to kill innocent people indiscriminately."

"You are not innocent."

"I did not cause any substantial harm to you. To you, I am innocent."

Sheng An pouted, and put the gun on the table, but still held the gun tightly in his right hand, guarding against Mao Jiu at all times.

"To be honest, there are only two kinds of people who have seen me."

Sheng An lowered his head, expressing that he didn't want to hear it.

"One is the dead."

Sheng An played with the Desert Eagle in his hand: "What about the other one?"

"My apprentice."

"It's not that I asked you to show me." Sheng An still had a lazy look, but he had already figured out the house in secret.There is not a single window here, and the only exit is the door.

Mao Jiu took another sip of tea: "That's my affirmation of you."

"Well, be my apprentice."

"Why do you have to let me be your apprentice? Change it to someone else." Sheng An shook her head, her current thoughts are very simple, nothing more than earning money to support her family, revenge and change the fate of her previous life.