V2.Chapter 440

The problem facing Wang fan is really difficult. The glass installed on the overhead window is not only twice as thick as ordinary glass, but also uses two layers of glass to thicken it, which brings great difficulties to Wang Fan's plan.

According to Wang Fan's idea, he wants to sneak into the villa from the window, or use his hidden position to solve the hidden shooter in the villa.

But now that the window is closed from inside, it is impossible for him to sneak into the villa from the window, let alone secretly kill the hidden shooter without the other party's knowledge.

Lost the chance to sneak in, Wang Fan also wants to kill the shooter at 3 o'clock.

But the thick two layers of glass, but directly let him give up the idea.

Not to mention the two layers of glass, Wang Fan needs to shoot several shots to break through, and then he can aim at the shooter in the room through the broken glass. He said that if Wang Fan really did that, would he scare the other shooter instead.

Squatting under the windowsill of Wang Fan, the brain running fast, thinking about the solution to the problem.

As time goes by, big beads of sweat appear on Wang Fan's head. He knows that the longer the time goes on, the worse it is for him and Liu Juan.

At this moment, Liu Juan is still blocked at the door by the shooter in the room, but he can't help at all, which makes Wang Fan's heart very uncomfortable.

"Don't let me down!"

Before leaving, Liu Juan's words echoed in Wang Fan's ears again, which made him finally make up his mind.

After wiping the sweat on his head, Wang Fan slowly stood up, raised the barrel of his long gun and aimed at the glass on the window.

Bang

There was a shot and the bullet hit the glass obliquely.

"Bang"

The double glass was punctured by the bullet, but it didn't break.

But the sound of gunfire and the sound of glass being punctured still attracted the attention of the Gunners in the house.

Hiding in the dark after hearing the gunshot, the first time the muzzle of the gun aimed at the side of the window, nervous to observe the movement of the window side.

Half squatting under the windowsill, Wang Fan silently counted: 3, 2, 1

When counting to 1, Wang Fan suddenly stood up and exposed his body in the window.

"Daddada"

"Daddada"

After the successive gunshots, the double-layer glass on the window was smashed, and Wang Fan had been lying on the ground with his head in his arms.

At the moment when the shooter in the house shot, Wang Fan skillfully retracted his body under the windowsill, and the broken glass splashed on his head. Wang Fan, lying on the ground, did not dare to move.

After waiting for the gunshot to pass, Wang Fan quickly looked around to see his body. After confirming that he was not injured by the stray bullet, he took a long breath.

The top of the window was opened, Wang Fan a spirit on the ground with a roll, muzzle immediately aimed at the position of the window.

"Hey! It's me Liu Juan, who is standing at the window, reminds us.

Wang Fan, who was lying on the ground and had already entered the shooting state, saw Liu Juan standing in the window and said with a smile: "it scared me. If I hadn't been sensitive, I would have shot almost!"

"Pull it down. You're the only one. How dare you say you're sensitive? If I had been the gunner, I would have solved you through the opening! " Liu Juan said with disdain.

"Hey, juan'er, can't you give me some face?" Speaking Kung Fu, Wang Fan was scared two legs, also has recovered a lot, he just stood up.

Liu Juan across the windowsill looked at Wang Fan and noticed that he still had some trembling legs. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she didn't speak at last.

Found that Liu Juan looking at his two legs, Wang Fan quickly put on a relaxed look, said with a smile: "juan'er, you wait, I'll go in right away."

"I've killed the shooter in the room. You can come in through the gate." Liu Juan then turned and left the windowsill.

Hearing Liu Juan say so, Wang Fan could not help but get his old face red, carrying his weapons and running back to the gate of the villa.

What seems to be nothing, actually contains Liu Juan's great concern for Wang Fan.

Liu Juan, who has found that Wang Fan's legs are too weak to jump on the windowsill, deliberately reminds Wang Fan to enter the room from the front door to help him cover up his embarrassment and show more consideration for him.

As a man, a little bit of self-esteem is also well protected by Liu Juan at this moment, which makes Wang Fan very grateful to Liu Juan.

No one is not afraid of death. In the face of death, everyone will have the same sense of fear, but everyone's experience is different, the degree of fear and tolerance will be different.

Even if Wang fan is a man, but he is also an ordinary person, in the face of the black muzzle, and the roaring bullets, he still has no way to get rid of the natural fear of human beings.

But for Wang Fan, to be able to face the threat of death at such a time of crisis has already surpassed himself and proved his bravery with practical actions.

The most difficult thing is Liu Juan's understanding and support for him.

Carrying weapons from the main entrance into the villa, Wang fan saw the shooter in the pool of blood.

Judging from the posture of his fall, he should have been shot by Liu Juan who was hiding at the door when he shot at the place where Wang Fan was hiding.

Obviously, at the moment when Wang Fan stood up, Liu Juan understood Wang Fan's intention and accurately grasped such an excellent opportunity.

Looking at the shooter who was solved by Liu Juan, Wang Fan couldn't help but said: "is this a kind of heart with a sense of intelligence?"

Before Wang Fan was drunk, Liu Juan, who was standing on the stairs, yelled at him, "this is not dead yet. Do you want to ask him something?"

Hearing Liu Juan calling herself, Wang Fan quickly looks at Liu Juan and sees her holding a gun against a man's head.

The man lies on the ground under the stairs, with sawdust and blood on his face, which makes people feel hairy.

"Wait a minute, I'll ask a few questions first, and then you'll kill him!" Wang Fan said, while the foot of the wind ran past.

The man at the muzzle of the gun shivered when he heard Wang Fan's words, and said in a loud voice: "brother, please, brother, please! I say everything you ask, I say, please don't kill me

The man's words made Wang Fan laugh, which saved him a lot of trouble. Wang Fan squatted down beside the man and asked, "who's your boss? Do you have any of your friends here? "

After hearing Wang Fan's words, the man with a worried face replied without hesitation: "our boss is Mr. Zhao. He asked our brothers to stay here. There are only a few of us in the room. There is no one else!"

"Oh? You have a good answer. Do you know where the two fat men who were caught by Zhao Zheng today are now locked up? " Wang Fan was quite satisfied with the man's straightforward answer. He then asked.