Although the second target reacted, he only saw a shadow flying over in front of him. When he wanted to shoot, he heard something exploding in his chest.
It was the bullet that flipped forward with immense power and penetrated his heart at a second speed. The beating heart was damaged extensively, interrupting its mission.
He didn't rush the opponent, let alone threaten the opponent's consciousness and life, he could breathe fresh air in the first second, and death descended in the next second.
Ye Jian, who finished shooting two bullets at a vertical speed, landed first with the right hand of the gun. The sound of the gun sounded until the sound of the gun disappeared. She was already leaning against the tree after rolling two and a half circles on the ground, breathing slightly quickly.
The gunfire was not too deep, it was as deep as two beating a drum, without any fearful power.
Even the smell of gunpowder was blown by the salty sea breeze, and it was blown away by the sea breeze in less than a minute from thick to light.
Ye Jian, who heard the sound of falling to the ground, didn't immediately stand up and inspect, but quietly leaned against the tree, hunched his waist and left after counting to five in his heart.
He had already escaped and said that the fifty-meter black shadow ran too violently. He did not hear the footsteps chasing behind him and cursed in a low way. The whole person was sitting on the ground with his hands on his knees as if he had fallen apart.
Before he could relax a little, a cold voice came from behind him.
"stand up."
The speaker also put a hard object against his temple, "Let go of the guy in your hand, or I can guarantee that the guy in my hand will entertain you very rudely."
The voice came slowly, and the words that were clearly threatening had unspeakable elegance, which made people even more creepy.
"God..." The black shadow who was so surprised that he almost peeed his pants heard the sound but heaved a sigh of relief, and even his tight shoulders were completely loosened.
This damn Chinese! One day I will see you to God!
Western men who look down upon the Chinese in their hearts are only cursing in their hearts if they look down on them at this time. At this time, it is foolish to be angry with people on their side.
Although he knows that it is foolish to be angry at himself at this moment, he can't let go of the prejudice in his heart. He grumbles and growls in poor English with a very heavy accent, "Jack! Where did you come from?" !"
With his head tilted, the frightening barrel hit his forehead, and the already embarrassed man suddenly became angry and raised his hand and shook his Chinese arm fiercely.
"Damn it! Are you going to keep pointing at my head? Take your gun away, Chinese!"
This is his embarrassed anger that is embarrassing to be seen by others.
But he didn't wave the Chinese American's arm, and didn't let the Chinese American take his gun. Instead, he was slammed against his forehead,... He even heard the sound of the trigger being tapped.
"... You..., hey, buddy, what do you want to do? The gun is less joking." I dared to shake people's face just now, but now I was counseled, and my lips trembled when I spoke.
The Chinese man whose arm hurts a little was photographed, that is, Xia Jinyuan, who was on a mission, saw this, retracted the gun in his hand, and smiled in standard American English: "You seem to be scared? Do you need to be scared? You also have it in your hand. gun."
The man whose head was not held by the gun was even more angry. He gritted his teeth and replied with grievances passing by, "Of course I'm afraid! I'm afraid they would kill you if I replaced you, just like this..."