"Bang!"

The lock core of the iron door still came out of the groove, and the slight sound was even harsh in the silent desert.

Sun Gong, who was outside, heard the sound immediately and jumped to the back of the truck as fast as flying.

But he didn't see Zhou Ming, what he saw was the helpless passengers and slaves in the carriage... The movement just now was caused by them.

Passengers and slaves looked at this rough man with an overlord's face in horror, and Sun Gong also looked at them blankly.

Sun Gong was a little disappointed. The only ones making any noise in this desert seemed to be these dozens of people. Zhou Ming seemed to have left long ago.

"Husband, what should we do?"

"Dad, what should we do?"

Suddenly, the voices of his wife and children rang in Sun Gong's ears. He turned to look around him and saw his woman holding her son, standing in the desert. Her frightened face was full of despair and sadness. His wife looked at him with tearful eyes, her voice

Trembling: "Are we going to die?"

"Will not."

Sun Gong shook his head at the illusion.

"I won't let you die!"

he roared.

The people in the carriage watched Sun Gong talking and shouting into the air next to him, and everyone was frightened into silence.

Fools all know that madmen are always scarier than bad guys, but the man in strange clothes in front of him clearly has something wrong with his mind.

His wife and children stood under the dim moonlight, but their appearance and clothing were very clear. Sun Gong suddenly came back to his senses and realized that the wife and children in front of him were all illusions.

He was stunned.

He didn't even realize that these were just his hallucinations.

Disappear! Disappear quickly!

Sun Gong wanted to make these hallucinations disappear, but instead of disappearing, he looked at him sadly: "Do you want us to leave?"

Sun Gong was stunned. He turned around and looked at the cowering people in the truck, with a look of hesitation on his face.

Finally, he made up his mind and shouted: "Get out of here!"

As if they had been granted amnesty, the group of people scrambled out of the carriage and ran towards the desert behind like wild animals being released.

The moment the crowd got out of the car, gunfire rang out.

Under the cover of darkness, a bullet passed through the gap in the crowd and accurately hit Sun Gong's right arm.

Severe pain suddenly appeared on his arm, and the indescribable pain attacked Sun Gong's brain. At this moment, he felt that the pain nerves in his body were in rebellion, and his mind even went into a trance for a moment.

There was only a bullet hole in the wound, but the blood seemed to be pumped hard by a blood pump and shot out quickly, as if a miniature explosive exploded in the arm.

Unreasonable severe pain! And violent blood!

The broken thread in Sun Gong's mind suddenly connected, and suddenly, he understood Zhou Ming's true identity.

Zhou Ming is a hunter! Killing Zhou Ming is killing a hunter!

Wait...it feels like something is wrong...it feels like something is missing...

…

Not far away, Zhou Ming stood behind a short rock with a gun, sticking his head out to peek at the heroes in the distance.

Zhou Ming's eyes adapted to the dim environment. The opponent's big knife gave the hero's outline a clear marker. After careful calibration, the first bullet successfully caused damage to the target.

This is good news, indicating that Zhou Ming's musket has a very high level of spell power, at least level A, and can perfectly break the opponent's solidifying spell.

At this moment, the hunting mark has been marked. Even in a dark wasteland, Zhou Ming can still accurately perceive the opponent's position. The key information of the battle has been obtained and the gap has been widened. He has almost sealed the victory.

Zhou Ming gently pressed the hat on his head and moved silently in the shadow of the clouds, following the undulating arc of the sand dunes and walking around the two trucks. He was like a viper swimming against the desert, quietly.

, fast, stealthy, and deadly.

Zhou Ming's footsteps were very light, and his position was far away from the two trucks. In addition, the passengers and slaves escaping in all directions made a lot of noise, which covered up his movements and made him less likely to be discovered.

The possibility is reduced to a minimum.

He licked his burning lips, and his nose smelled the smell of blood in his mouth. The poison in his body was still working, but it didn't seem to be a poison that could kill people in a short time.

After such a long time, he only felt a little tight in his chest.

If the current situation is as planned by Jianghu Heroes, he should have already fought with the opponent at this moment. This kind of poison that affects the breathing rhythm can indeed play a decisive role in determining the outcome of the battle.

But unfortunately, in Zhou Ming's plan, the impact of this poison was minimal, and its negative effects were minimized.

What's even more gratifying is that the person leading the pace now is Zhou Ming. Everything is according to his plan. The passengers' reactions also agree with Zhou Ming's expectations. The only thing that surprises Zhou Ming is the reaction of the hero.

Ten seconds had passed since the first bullet hit, but the opponent did not make any move, but stood motionless.

If the charlatan has a normal IQ, he should find a bunker or move toward his first location according to the trajectory of the projectile.

But the current situation is that the other party is standing still, seemingly giving up the struggle.

However, it is right to give up the struggle. In a head-to-head fight, Zhou Ming is no match for the heroes, but in this desert, as a hunter, Zhou Ming has a huge strength bonus.

In addition, he has marked the Jianghu Hero, and the positions of both parties have completely changed.

The one-minute cooldown of the gun has not yet expired, and the bullets have not been reset yet. Zhou Ming cannot act rashly and can only watch the opponent from a distance.

But he knew that the battle was over...

…

After being stunned for a moment, the Jianghu hero looked towards the direction where the bullet was flying.

He did not pursue directly, but hid behind the truck.

At that moment, Zhou Ming must have already moved his position. Even if he chased after him, he would only miss the target. He should avoid the sharp attack for the time being and then think of other countermeasures.

"boom!"

There was another gunshot, and this bullet accurately hit Sun Gong's knee, and he knelt down on one knee.

The injury to his right foot made him give up the idea of ​​pursuing the ballistic trajectory. He gritted his teeth, got into the cab of the truck, and closed the door.

The odds were stacked against him, and now it was his turn to escape.

Just when he was about to start the car, he found that the gear lever next to him was broken, so he looked down at the accelerator pedal under his feet.

Good guy! I’ve dealt with it too!

"Damn, that's awesome!" Sun Gong laughed miserably, his face distorted, and his bitter expression had the temperament of Guan Yu walking in Maicheng.

He regretted a little. If he had not gotten into this car but his own car, he might have been able to escape, but there is no regret medicine in the world.

"Husband, are you okay?" His wife's phantom sat in the passenger seat and talked to him.

Even without turning his head, Sun Gong could still imagine the other person's expression.

Although he knew that this was just an illusion he had imagined, his anxious mood calmed down inexplicably.
Chapter completed!