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70. Surprise(1/2)

Not quite spacious two-way single-lane.

The dense wires like spider webs crisscrossed, chaotic but orderly, and were gently rippling with the evening breeze.

It looks like a special sense of tranquility.

Bang

A loud bang broke the tranquility.

The high-voltage electric box on the telephone pole suddenly exploded and sparks burst out.

The arc jumped along the high-voltage electric box like a firework.

The north plain south wind was in the shadow and suddenly turned his head.

Rubbing the bullets flying by the high-voltage electric box, he swept through his ears, lifting his hair and falling onto the asphalt road.

Leave a deep pit.

Long street.

The scattered pedestrians had already run away when they heard the gunshots, leaving only a young man in casual clothes who was damaged by the street lights. Large areas of shadow-covered streets were moving forward like ghosts.

The snipers in the towering apartment have been trying to lock in the ghost that is approaching step by step.

One thousand two hundred meters.

The parking location of Beiyuan Nanfeng is about 1,200 meters away from the apartment building.

During this period, the sniper fired four shots.

Three shots were aimed at Beiyuan Nanfeng's head.

Nothing was found.

In the fourth shot, he changed his strategy, predicting that Beiyuan Nanfeng would dodge the place and deliberately let the bullets rub against the high-voltage electric box.

But there is no gain.

The south wind in the north and the south wind is hidden in the shadows and is still moving forward steadily, like the steadily approaching death.

On the rooftop of the apartment in a rectangular shape.

The thin white male was lying on the ground with his index finger resting in front of the trigger.

He slowly moved the sniper rifle, followed the moving North Yuan Nanfeng through the scope in the shadow, and said slightly hurriedly: "Fendis, this Minister of Heaven is a little difficult to deal with. I installed a flame suppressor, but every time he seemed to be able to predict me, not only helped the Minister avoid a fatal blow, but he also accurately dodged my bullets every time. He was approaching. I could fire at most two shots. If the two shots were not hit, it was your turn to take action. You can prepare."

“Relax, my friend.”

Smack

A fire lit up behind the thin white male.

The face of a white male with a beard is illuminated.

"The choice of a small place is still not a choice of 'godly favor'. Even if you climb in front of you, it will not cause any threat. It's just a clown... But my friend, I'll give you an advice. You should practice your marksmanship when you go back."

The fire gradually faded.

The rough sound was spit out along with the choking smell of smoke.

"Damn, I was a Beret's sharpshooter before. Do you let me practice shooting skills?"

The thin white male scolded angrily, predicting the direction of the north wind in Beiyuan and fired another shot.

As expected.

Still empty.

That damn young man is like a ghost!

"Look."

The bearded white man hiding behind him shrugged: "You have spent too much effort on the women here, they have emptied you."

The thin white male said impatiently: "Aren't you? Don't joke, be serious, he solved a Holy Coffin Knight. You are just a senior knight now, right?"

The bearded white man sneered: "Who did Qihai Sumiko solve that? Do you really think he can solve it? I'm just thinking about it, my friend. Let him come over and help Black over there, and try it directly to point your gun at the head of Qihai Sumiko."

What does a skinny white man want to say.

But suddenly, he found that he could not find the figure of Beiyuan Nanfeng.

"He disappeared."

The thin white male said a little serious.

There are not buildings nearby.

He had not had time to fire the sixth shot.

The north wind of Beiyuan crossed an intersection and had arrived at a place only a hundred meters away from the apartment building.

His figure disappeared into the building shadow not far from the apartment building.

Skinny white male blocking his sight because of architecture.

The sight of Beiyuan Nanfeng can no longer be found in the scope.

"Relax, I said let him come over. Look at the situation over there. If Black can escape unscathed when facing Sumiko Nichi, then our mission will be completed."

The bearded white man still doesn't care.

The thin white man was worried, moved to the edge of the building, and looked down at the apartment building.

No one.

He breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at his companion behind him: "Then I'll go and see how Black is. You prepare for it. I guess it came up from the other side of the stairs and give him a surprise..."

"A surprise, right?"

Bang

The thin white male just finished speaking.

The concrete under him suddenly arched, and then an arm broke through the concrete and punched him directly in the chest.

The thin white man was not prepared at all, his chest was slightly concave and flew backwards.

A large mouthful of blood was spewed out.

Blood mist sprayed in the air.

This is still the effect of closing the force.

Immediately afterwards, a passable hole appeared with the cracking of the rooftop ground.

The south wind in the north Yuan caught the edge of the hole and jumped up.

He didn't walk the stairs.

He came directly from the bottom floor to smash the ceiling.

The bearded white man named Fendis spoke very disdainful tone just now, but he reacted very quickly.

The moment the companion flew out.

A faint glimmer of parchment floated beside him.

The edges of the above sentence "Holy Word" are slightly shiny, as if they are covered with gold.

The moment the south wind in Beiyuan jumped up.

One of the parchment paper floated in front of the bearded white man.

He was like a barbarian bull, and in an unrivalled posture, he rushed towards the north and south wind.

In an instant, like a train, he hit Beiyuan Nanfeng.

And behind Beiyuan Nanfeng is the edge of the building.

While the bearded white man hit the north Yuan Nanfeng, another piece of parchment floated on his right hand.

He held the parchment suddenly, and the glimmering parchment deformed instantly, turning into a silver-white knife.

The bearded white man stabbed the knife hard into the abdomen of Nanfeng Beiyuan.

Fall.

Covering his abdomen, he fell to hell.

A grim smile appeared on the face of a bearded white man.

but.

The picture he expected.

Nothing appears.

No matter whether it was the Nanfeng of Beiyuan was knocked out or the feeling of a silver knife stabbed into the belly to harvest life, it did not appear.

The north and south wind stood firmly in the same place.

His power that could wrestle with the Racing Train did not play any role, and his hand holding the knife was firmly held by his other big hand.
To be continued...
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