Chapter 321

The sound of the gun indicates that there will be a living life in this world.

The sniper's hand is always on the trigger, but it can't be pulled.

The sound of the shot was not from the large caliber sniper gun in his hand. In the middle of his eyebrow, a bullet crossed, and the dark blood hole on his forehead seemed to seep. Just like his eyes at this time, empty.

Just opposite the sniper, about 100 meters away, a man pushed away his bunker, stood up, patted the dust on his clothes, spit out the zhenzhibang in his mouth, and then stuffed his sniper gun into the box.

"What's the matter! I thought it was a very difficult move. It turned out that the other side was a vegetable dog. " White dragon complained.

When Xiao Yao gave him the task, he was still very happy. He felt that he had been in Haitian city for such a long time, and now he finally had a chance to help Xiao Yao. Unexpectedly, the task was so simple and easy - how could he show off to pink butterfly?

So, Bailong is still very angry, the other side is not an excellent Sniper at all, he doubts the other side has a business license. A qualified sniper should not only have the confidence to complete the task and make full preparations before performing the task, but also make sure of his own safety.

The other side obviously didn't do it. He didn't even find someone else in front of him. Even when his gun aimed at his head, he didn't feel any danger. This is really not a qualified sniper. He just lost their face.

The gunshot also made Mo Chengfei and Jiang Tianlu nervous quickly, but they didn't see any discomfort from Xiao Yao.

In other words, this shot did not cause any damage to Xiao Yao.

Mo Chengfei's brow immediately wrinkled down.

"What's going on? Didn't you hit it? " His heart is very dissatisfied, people Xiao Yao sitting there, he did not hit, this is what sniper ah! Did he practice his marksmanship in the place where he ballooned for prizes?

If you let the sniper who has lost his life know that Mo Chengfei's mind at this time will be depressed and spit blood, and he will be ridiculed by a sniper Bai long. After all, he is really inferior to others, but what's the matter with Mo Chengfei's ridicule now?

Jiang Tianlu also frowned.

"The gunshot just now didn't come from the sniper point." Jiang Tianlu said with a black face.

Mo Chengfei didn't understand Jiang Tianlu's meaning. He turned and looked at Jiang Tianlu. He was curious.

Jiang Tianlu is too lazy to explain too much to Mo Chengfei. Instead, he picks up his walkie talkie and presses the black button on it.

"What's going on, what's going on?" Jiang Tianlu asked.

Without any response, his words seemed to sink into the sea.

Jiang Tianlu's heart sank.

"Did something happen?" Mo Chengfei asked in a low voice.

"There are other snipers here." Jiang Tianlu's face was black.

"Any other snipers?" Mo Chengfei was surprised and said, "do you mean you hired two snipers?"

Jiang Tianlu glanced at him with disdain in his eyes. He was wondering whether Mo Chengfei really didn't understand what he had just said, or was he pretending to be stupid and cute.

"We have to leave here immediately. There are snipers assigned by Xiao Yao. My sniper may have been killed by the other party now." Jiang Tianlu had already turned around.

Mo Chengfei immediately spilled a layer of sweat on his head. He quickly followed Jiang Tianlu and walked down the mountain, shrinking his body as much as possible, for fear that he might become someone else's ghost.

Xiao Yao, who has been sitting, finally stands up.

"Now we can go on." Xiao Yao said with a smile to the white faced scholar.

The white faced scholar frowned.

"You still haven't told me what's going on." Asked the white faced scholar, biting his teeth.

Xiao Yao shrugged his shoulders and said calmly: "in order to avoid what happened last time, I specially arranged a sniper here, so as not to make trouble when we fight. People! How can I dare to make mistakes when I suffered a loss in your hands last time? "

"There are still your people here." The white faced scholar finally understood what Xiao Yao meant.

Xiao Yao stares at the white face book and says: "what's wrong with me? If it wasn't for your unkind ambush here last time, would I have done such a thing? But I didn't expect that someone really wanted to attack us. "

The white face scholar saw Xiao Yao again and mentioned the last thing, instead of the old face red, embarrassed smile, and then resumed the beginning of a fork in the road: "bullshit less, come and go, we continue......"

Xiao Yao is too lazy to continue to tease the white faced scholar. To be exact, he has no chance to bully the white faced scholar.

When the white faced scholar's words are over, he has launched a thunderous offensive against Xiao Yao who just stood up.

Xiao Yao scolded the little old man from his ancestor's generation to this generation. He had never seen such a shameless person!

"It's shameless. I just like to do these evil ways." Xiao Yao while parrying the white faced scholar's fists, while sarcastic.

"Well, it's called surprise, war is never tired of deceit!" The white faced scholar raises his right leg and sweeps around, but Xiao Yao bends down to avoid it. Then, Xiao Yao immediately turns to attack the white faced scholar's footwall.

The white faced scholar found that after he had finished the previous sentence, Xiao Yao did not answer him, which surprised him a little.

This guy, why are you so quiet?

The white faced scholar feels very strange, which is totally not in line with Xiao Yao's work style! When he can force, he must be the one who loves to force!

"Why don't you talk?" The white faced scholar asked, unable to restrain his curiosity.

"Because I admire you very much, especially when you say these shameless words seriously." Xiao Yao said sincerely.

The white faced scholar really wants to give himself two big mouths. It's ok if Xiao Yao doesn't talk about it. Why do you have to catch up and ask? Isn't this self stimulation?

Anyway, the white faced scholar has some regrets.

All of a sudden, Xiao Yao broke the wind.

White faced scholar head slightly to the side, dodged the punch, and then put out his hand, want to buckle Xiao Yao's wrist in the shortest time to subdue each other, the idea is very good, but the final result let him tremble.

He threw himself in the air!

This makes the white faced scholar unable to accept, he clearly saw Xiao Yao's fist, he also saw Xiao Yao's attack route.

At the time of Xiao Yao's hand, the white faced scholar's brain has been running at full speed. He has a hundred ways to hold Xiao Yao's fist. He chooses the best way in his thinking.

But... Why did you jump in the air?

The white faced scholar didn't understand, and Xiao Yao didn't give him the chance to ask questions. He hit the white faced scholar's chest heavily and pushed him away for a long distance.

The white faced scholar staggered a few steps, and then he stood firm in front of him. His chest was aching. He covered his chest with one hand, and wrote down several acupoints on his body with one hand. He knew that there had been a lot of congestion where he was hit by Xiao Yao. Although it would not cause too much damage, it would also affect his overall strength.

Especially at this critical time, a drop in strength is equivalent to losing a few percent of the chance of winning.

"I still underestimate you." The white faced scholar said with a cold face.

Xiao Yao laughed and said seriously, "you don't look down on me. You look too high on yourself."

This sentence, let the white faced scholar have no place to refute.

Indeed, he thinks highly of himself.

Originally, he only needed to step back to avoid Xiao Yao's fists, but he was especially confident in himself. He felt that he would be able to hold each other's fists and then subdue them.

However, everything is different from what he imagined.

After all, Xiao Yao is Jinglei's Apprentice. How can Jinglei's Apprentice be so bad?

Before he came, he had made full psychological preparation. He told himself more than once that he must not take it lightly, and must win steadily, otherwise he might capsize in the sewer.

He said it to himself, but he forgot what he had said before.

He really regretted that he would have killed himself.

"Are you still coming?" Xiao Yao asked.

"What do you say?" The white faced scholar gave a sneer. His eyes twinkled, like a poisonous snake with its tongue out. His body flashed again.

Xiao Yao looked at the white faced scholar running towards him, his brow suddenly wrinkled.

In his eyes, the white faced scholar's pace is fast and slow, but he is calm and steady. Xiao Yao wants to find out each other's flaws, but there is no place to find them. Often just found the flaw, the white faced scholar's body changed again.

This kind of feeling makes Xiao Yao feel very uncomfortable.

"Is that your way of killing?" Xiao Yao looks at the white faced scholar with a smile on his face. It seems that he didn't think wrong before. The reason why the white faced scholar dares to tell himself that he is angry is because he already has other killing methods.

This is a unique body method. Xiaoyao simply doesn't want to see a white faced scholar. Anyway, it's all for nothing.

He stared at the white faced scholar's legs, counted his steps, whether his brows were frowning, and finally felt relieved.

"I see." Xiao Yao said something.

As he spoke, the white faced scholar finally came to Xiao Yao. His eyes were full of murders. Lengsen's smile at the corner of his mouth could not hide his murderous heart.

"Ghost step boxing, take the soul." The white faced scholar jumped up and spat out these seven words.