(Thanks to the name Xxxxxxxxxx, who are combing in the forest, being bored in the quilt, not getting drunk, and recommending the salted fish sauce in summer)

The blue-haired gangster turned his head subconsciously, and a bright gun rod was pressing against his temple. The bright gun barrel made his pupils suddenly shrink.

The blue-haired gangster subconsciously turned his head, and a fist rushed straight towards his face and smashed it heavily.

"Bang!"

After the gunshot, blood was everywhere.

The body of the blue-green algae-haired gangster fell down, and there was no time to make any screams before his death.

The last picture is reflected in the grayish-white pupils—

A young man with blue eyes and cold eyebrows, wearing a shabby leather jacket, stared at him expressionlessly, and took the gun in his hand back into his pocket.

As the storm passed, the soft talk in the apartment on the nearby floor turned into screams, but soon the interior of the room became silent again, and even the slightest voice could no longer be captured through the ears.

That's-

Gunshot!

Although the residents in nearby buildings were not sure what was going on, they kept quiet surprisingly consistently.

Obviously, this is not a good thing.

No one wants an extra body near his home. Perhaps the next day, there will be continuous news spread to nearby streets, and even those who keep in charge will come to the door.

Zorro endured the nausea and vomiting of scarlet fluid and stepped directly over the soft body.

He spread the fingers of the cyanobacter-style gangster's not yet stiff, threw the gun into the air, and then squeezed it into his hand. Then he stood up and chose a path to quickly transfer it.

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After Zorro left, communication sounds were still heard in the communication equipment.

Because it is underground, the signal is poor, and the sound is mixed with radio waves, which is a bit noisy.

"Medivh? How could there be gunshots there?"

"No, that guy is in Medivh!"

"Medivh! Medivh!?" Kohn's tone became more and more serious.

"Stop shouting, Coxiong, he was being humble! Damn... Why is that bastard Medivh so careless!" Mole's voice calmly.

Jace directed the chaotic people during the call,

"Okay, try not to disperse the remaining people, group in groups, and maintain a certain distance. When others come here later, we will also search down. As long as they do not leave the residential area here, he is a turtle in a jar and there is no possibility of escape."

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After leaving the battle, Zorro began to simply study the seized pistol.

Bullet gun barrel, retractor, specially made muffler, plate machine, magazine, security, locking mechanism, retracting spring, iron barrier, etc. constitute this complete gun.

The material and hardness seem to be inferior to the Arifa pistol. However, the usage method is the same as the previous Arifa pistol, and it only has five steps.

Draw the gun, load, open the safety, aim, shoot.

Overall, he is still in the new stage of using guns. He is completely conscious, but this is not a temporary problem.

After Zorro became familiar with the sense of guns again, he immediately entered a state of meditation.

Suddenly, everything around him turned into the background of the starry sky again, and some more subtle movements and air circulation began to feedback back to his brain more and more obviously.

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Ten minutes later.

"Damn it, we have walked all the ladders, the lights are out, where did that guy hide? Why is he like a mouse that can't even see a shadow?"

Kexiong kicked the can at his feet irritated, his majestic body shook for a while, and then pulled his vision back, trying to find the guy who killed Medivh from the dull aisle.

"Have you been hiding in the apartment?" Moller raised his suit hat brim and looked around with a nervous expression.

While talking, he always felt like a pair of eyes staring at him. The pair of eyes, like the eyes of cheetahs, were peeking at the prey, making him shudder.

At this time, the stairs turn the corner.

At the junction of darkness and light, a ghostly figure floated. Then, in the corner where the two of them did not see, a round gun chamber was poked out and pulled the trigger to the two who were facing away from him and who did not sense the danger.

"Bang!"

The thunderous gunshot echoed inside the open corridor. Mole only felt the left hand being penetrated by a powerful impact force, the muscles contracted, and the severe pain immediately covered the entire arm.

It's that guy!

The moment the gunshot sounded, Kexiong turned around and aimed the pistol he held directly at the source of the sound, trying to find the guy who was sneaking into the attack, but in the dark corner, it was empty and there was no sign of people.

Kexiong was stunned.

But then the black shadow swayed and reappeared. He seemed to have suddenly become stuck in the mechanical state. It took about half a second to react and pull the trigger.

The gun fire broke out.

The bullets collided with the edges and corners of the escalator and rubbed out Mars, completely falling into nothing.

Zoro, who was in a transverse state, aimed at Kexiong's head with his empty vision.

"Oh shit!"

When he saw the bullet fall, Kexiong began to move, trying to avoid the bullet's attack in a dog-style move.

But before he could be glad that he had reacted quickly, his left leg was rubbed into the flesh by a bullet, which made him groan and his body movements became deformed.

In the darkness, a trace of surprise flashed across Zorro's eyes.

This is--

Accidental?

There is no doubt that this is very different from the pre-sight point.

But in terms of outcome theory, it is at least good.

Kexiong roared, bent his legs and forced his body to balance. He picked up his pistol, repeated the action of replacing the bullet, and then aimed at Zorro, who was constantly pulling him closer due to inertia.

Mole had already hid behind the cover as soon as possible, endured the severe pain, aimed at Zorro's body center with a red dot, and then fired.

The distance between the two sides was about 7.8 meters, very close, but the young man from the blue pupil seemed to have predicted the position of the bullet landing point in advance and leaned back. The speed of his movement was not particularly exaggerated, but he easily avoided the alloy bullets fired with him as his target.

Moller watched incredible and incredible as to what happened.

At such a close distance, you can avoid it without the blocking of the prosthetic body?

Is this guy a monster?

This strange elusive situation made the two of them feel cold on their backs, and they suddenly felt a sense of fear of Zoro in their hearts.

Medivh's death was by no means caused by his carelessness!

While this thought arose in Mole's mind, Zorro took out another pistol from his arms and held it secretly behind his waist.

The bullets of the Arifa pistol have been consumed, and the two Jiali gangsters have also suffered varying degrees of trauma. Bullets are not reusable items. If the roots are not eradicated, the bullets he consumes are equivalent to a complete waste.
Chapter completed!