damn it!
Cursing in his heart, Moretti gritted his teeth and desperately swallowed back the blood foam that was about to come out; then, he looked up at Ye Qi with a wry smile—Moretti didn't yell that it was unfair, if it wasn't for my childish injury excuses; after all, no objective facts can conceal the reality that he has already lost!
"Are you hurt?!"
Of course, Moretti's situation couldn't be hidden from Ye Qi who was fighting with him. He glanced at the blood-stained corner of the opponent's mouth in surprise—the previous attacks were all carefully calculated by him, and the attack that just wanted to hinder the opponent's actions is absolutely not Such obvious internal injuries could have been caused!
"Do you still want to stop me?" Even though he knew that the other party was hurt at the moment, Ye Qi didn't feel pity because of it - the relationship between the two parties is now an enemy and not a friend, so it is impossible for Ye Qi to waste his feelings extravagantly; Looking at Moretti coldly, Ye Qi asked slowly: "Or do you already have the awareness to go to the Monument of Heroes?"
The Monument of Heroes is the same as the Church of the Holy Spirit in the Holy See, both are facilities to commemorate those who died in the line of duty; it's just that one is a stone plaque, while the other is a mourning hall!
"Do I have a choice?" Although the internal injury recurred and he was still facing a strong enemy, Moretti smiled freely: "Under such circumstances, killing me and then retreating quickly, isn't it the style of your dark mercenary world? ? However, I will not sit still!"
While speaking, two m1911s appeared in Moretti's hands—just a glance, and Ye Qi, who has rich experience in modifying guns, immediately found that the two guns in Moretti's hands were larger than ordinary m1911 guns. Observing Ye Qi, he can conclude that Moretti's double guns have not only improved in power, but also have at least 3 more rounds of ammunition, reaching 7+3 rounds, a total of ten bullets!
Compensating for the lack of ammo supply, coupled with the excellent operation of the gunman, the m1911 is enough to become a firearm that gives anyone a headache—of course, this person just refers to ordinary people in general, and people like Ye Qi are definitely not among them!
Although it is still impossible to dodge the bullets calmly and calmly like the black bat Fendi in the hail of bullets, it is just a dream to threaten him with only two m1911s; even if the two m1911s have been modified!
Unless Moretti is holding Jacob's ebony and white ivory weapon sacred weapon at this moment! Otherwise, for Ye Qi, who is blessed with mage armor and stone skin technique, and has a layer of natural baby dragon armor, it is just a toy!
At most, it's just a toy that will make Ye Qi hurt a bit!
Of course, now is not a time of life and death, but how to retreat smoothly—Ye Qi originally planned to let him make some special noises to attract passers-by outside the street; therefore, Ye Qi was more concerned about the appearance of the two guns. Still holding a happy attitude.
After all, only items like firearms that can make extremely attention-grabbing noises are the excuses he can satisfy without making the other party suspect and retreat—just like the current behavior of retreating without reason when he has the advantage, it will undoubtedly make the other party Doubt, and even more things will be found out because of this suspicion; like this, he might as well just kill the other party to save trouble!
As for whether Moretti had the idea of using gunshots to attract passers-by so that he could escape smoothly, Ye Qi was not concerned; anyway, whether it was a coincidence or a conspiracy, it was all in Ye Qi's hands!
boom! boom! boom!
Loud gunshots rang out in the streets and alleys, and the armor-piercing bullets that had also been modified sank straight into the wall behind Ye Qi—not far from a murder case, the gunshots reappearing again was undoubtedly an eye-catching event. Feller, who was tortured by the perverted serial killer, looked at the traces in the hall and felt a headache again; and the gunshots that followed made him want to go crazy!
"Bastard! Hurry up and seal the shooting scene, and absolutely don't allow those sons of a bitch reporters to enter! Hurry up, give me full speed ahead!" Feller, who was squatting, jumped up and roared loudly: "If I read in tomorrow's newspaper If there is any real description of today's shooting scene, I will let you guard the reservoir!"
The policemen who had already run fast enough, under the roar of Feller, speeded up again by a few minutes, and rushed to block the entire scene in front of the reporters who were resisting long guns and cannons—a double-layered human wall composed of tall and strong policemen. , effectively blocked the shooting of the reporters; even if there were one or two reporters who were tall or jumped up to shoot, they would be blocked by the police who formed the second layer of human walls!
Of course, the reporters who couldn't see the scene couldn't just disperse like this. Like blood flies smelling blood, they kept circling around the periphery of the scene, hoping to find a trace of valuable news clues; however, even if It doesn't matter if you can't find it, after all, they have extraordinary writing skills, as long as the writing is fascinating enough, it will sell!
As for authenticity
I didn't see that they would indicate guesswork at the beginning!
Of course, there are still some necessary things to do before writing the manuscript—interviewing the person in charge of the police! We must know that most of the time, the guessed best candidate is the person in charge! If you can get a little clue out of the opponent's mouth, it will be even more developed! At least, this month's bonus will be doubled!
Therefore, when Ferrer walked towards the alley from the building scene of the previous murder incident, he was immediately surrounded by reporters three floors inside and three floors outside—seeing the reporters who surrounded him like blood flies again, Fei Le's brows couldn't help but wrinkled together, and his head felt bursts of tingling pain.
To be honest, he has appeared on TV more times than the mayor of Dude these days! Of course, if it was possible, he really didn't want to wait for TV in this situation; after all, the director's broken voice was too ugly; Ferrer even thought of the director sitting in the office, watching The self on the TV is gnashing his teeth!
After a series of no comment, Feller squeezed out of the reporters, successfully passed through the two layers of human barriers, and finally appeared at the scene of the shooting; When Moretti was undergoing emergency treatment on the stretcher, he who had just breathed a sigh of relief and stretched his brows, frowned again—because of the cooperation, although the personalities were a little different, the relationship between Ferrer and Moretti It's not bad, plus Moretti's special status; so, Ferrer immediately squatted in front of the stretcher and asked nervously.
"How about it?"