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Chapter 200 Confrontation

There was no pursuer or even a figure in sight, but the dozen or so Japanese soldiers in front of him fell down amidst bursts of gunfire. Hearing the gunshots, they should be one person. This shocked Li Qian even more. She had never seen him before.

There had been such a powerful killer before, which also gave her a strong desire to meet this mysterious figure.

The gunfire finally stopped, and in front of them were more than a dozen fallen Japanese corpses, almost every one of them with their heads shot through. After a long time, finally, a green and shaking figure appeared a few hundred meters away. Li Qian

I feel strange, that is the costume of a Japanese.

Li Qian signaled Wang Lin on the side to get ready for battle. Sanbao arrived just in time. He came to the Japanese corpse and observed it for a while, then raised his head and looked at the city in the distance for a while, planning his next move.

, and at this moment, Sanbao's back suddenly shook involuntarily.

I don't know when it started. Whenever someone passes or moves behind Sanbao, his back will tremble involuntarily. This may be because when he was a child, he ran home on a thunderstorm night and was about to enter the house.

A violent thunder that tore through the heaven and earth made him frightened and trembled, leaving behind the result.

"There's someone!" Sanbao dodged completely out of instinct, and the sniper rifle in his hand turned as the body moved while hiding. The crosshair of the scope was firmly placed on the head of a gunman a hundred meters away.

It was Wang Lin. He was leaning out and aiming at Sanbao. The disguise on Sanbao made him think that the person in front of him was a Japanese. He never expected that his opponent would react so quickly. It was like there were two eyes behind him.

The muzzle of the gun was pointed at him, which made Wang Lin feel a little panicked. Judging from the opponent's weapon and reaction, he was not his opponent even if it was not a pistol.

"Don't shoot!" Li Qian stood up immediately and waved her hands and shouted. When Sanbao turned around, Li Qian had already discovered the Eighth Route Army uniform disguised in Sanbao's cloak.

Sanbao also paid attention to the fact that when the opponent aimed at him, he should be aiming at the Japanese disguise on his body, and it should not be the enemy.

"What are you doing!?" Sanbao shouted loudly.

"We are here to visit relatives, and this is my bodyguard." Li Qian explained as she walked in.

Although Sanbao didn't believe it, as long as he wasn't a Japanese traitor, he wasn't interested, but he was interested in the carriage behind Li Qian. At this time, Wang Lin was leading the carriage out of the woods.

"Leave the carriage and you can leave. It will be considered as a contribution to the anti-Japanese war." Sanbao ordered.

"Dare you steal our car? You didn't even open your eyes to look at us..." Wang Lin, who walked in, was annoyed. He wanted to reach out and draw his gun, but then stopped. The black muzzle of the Sanbao sniper rifle had already pressed against him.

's head.

Li Qian on the side wanted to draw the gun out of pure instinct. Sanbao had been prepared for a long time, but this woman actually dared to come towards her. That was because she knew what she was doing and had the means. Sanbao held the gun with one hand in his right hand to force Wang Lin, and the substitute's left hand

He pulled out a pistol from his waist and pointed it at Li Qian.

"I don't like people pointing guns at me. You'd better not move around." Sanbao's words gave people a cold feeling. Seeing Sanbao's bloodshot but cold eyes, Li Qian understood.

The other party cannot be questioned, and this person's mood seems to be extremely unstable, and he seems to have great hatred. You must not stimulate him at this time.


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