Ye Hao carried his hands on his back and stepped forward. His movements seemed unfast, but the distance he rushed out was far away. After falling three steps, the sniper's face changed again and again.
Ye Hao's simple three steps have brought the distance between the two sides to the extreme. At such a close distance, the sniper's sniper's sniper acquisition has completely failed.
"You lost."
Ye Hao's expression was indifferent.
"A blocker who makes people approach is already a sign of death. If I were you, I would put down my sniper rifle in my hand and kneel down and beg for mercy."
"In this case, I may not kill you, but will send you to the Ministry of War court, and you may be able to save your life."
Looking at Ye Hao's smile, the sniper showed a hesitation, and then the sniper rifle in her hand hit the ground.
But the moment the sniper rifle landed, she slid her right hand and a dagger appeared in her palm. Then she fitted and rushed towards where Ye Hao was.
"clang!"
Ye Hao did not retreat but advanced, raised his right hand and an iron pipe he had just picked up on the road.
A loud bang came out, and the weapons of both sides made a violent collision.
The sniper groaned, staggered back a few steps, and a trace of blood appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Ye Hao was playing with the steel pipe in his hand, his expression did not have much fluctuation.
"You are a sniper. After you lose, you still want to fight me in close combat. Do you think you have this ability?"
The sniper did not speak, but slowly pressed down his waist with a cold face.
"It seems that if you don't take you down, you will no longer be interested in talking to me."
Ye Hao curled his smile and took one step forward.
The woman's face changed and she quickly retreated to the back. However, while she withdrew, she raised her hands and more than a dozen shurikens with blue light flew out from her wide robe.
The steel in Ye Hao's hand slashed horizontally and vertically, but in just a moment, he had already hit all the shurikens on the ground.
Seeing this scene, the sniper couldn't help but whisper: "Baga!"
"Island people..." Ye Hao said lightly, "It seems that he is Miyamoto Sakura."
"But you have reported to Fang Haoqiu when you attacked me when I left the police station?"
"Aren't you afraid, will you ruin Fang Haoqiu's good things again?"
Ye Hao's indifferent words made the sniper's face change again and again, but she still didn't speak, but her hands kept flying.
Shuriken, darts, sleeve arrows, poison pills, it can be said that Angel has everything, covering Ye Hao from various directions.
But without exception, these so-called killer moves cannot hurt Ye Hao at all.
"Swish!"
Another thing flew out, and Ye Hao habitually waved the steel pipe in his hand, but the next moment he frowned slightly and subconsciously retreated to the rear.
"boom--"
This time, the thing exploded directly, and countless steel bullets exploded in all directions. If Ye Hao had not responded in time, he might have been beaten into a sieve at this moment.
Looking at this scene, Ye Hao lost the interest in catching a mouse. He threw away the steel pipe in his hand and said lightly: "The game can be over."
The voice fell, and he took a step forward and disappeared from the spot.
The next moment, he appeared in front of the sniper and slapped it out.
The sniper shouted: "Die!"
She held the dagger in both hands and slashed it.
But she was fast, Ye Hao was faster. At the moment when her sword was about to be implemented, Ye Hao's right hand was already thrown on her face.