Arc trajectory.

In layman's terms, it's a kind of bullet that can turn.

Smoke came out of the muzzle of the Desert Eagle, and a bullet had shot out quickly, dripping from behind the obstacle in the air, and had arrived in front of the police like a meteor.

An arm stretched out and pushed the Korean team heavily. The Korean team was holding the gun but staggered.

The bullet hit the ground, and a bullet hole appeared on the cement ground. The cement residue splashed and hit the Korean team's cheek. The attack made the Korean team feel painful. The face was close to the lips, and the skin had been cut.

Team South Korea barely stabilized its body, and saw the armed police who pushed him, but had fallen heavily to the ground, with bullet holes on their chests.

grass!

Team South Korea cursed angrily.

What kind of magical firepower is this? The bulletproof vest is like paper.

"Task Give Up."

A cold female voice came from the headphones, and two armed police officers were guarding the Korean team. After hearing the order, they simply took the Korean team to retreat decisively.

The cold voice in the headphones continued to sound: "The prey did not show up and shot from behind the obstacle. The ballistics were not straight lines, but arc-shaped ballistics."

"Leave one person to attract fire, keep the hunter safe, and the other person to cover the hunter's retreat."

Team South Korea also heard the sound in the headphones and instantly spoke, "Don't stay, let's go together."

One of the armed police officers did not listen to the words of the Korean team, stood there without moving, and decisively held a rifle and attacked the obstacle.

Bang bang bang!!!!!!

The continuous gunfire sounded, purely blind shooting.

Team South Korea's face flushed and shouted at the top of their lungs: "Let's go."

"Go together."

Looking at the armed policeman's falling body, his roaring roar came to an abrupt end, as if he had been exhausted with all his strength. His steps were unstable and he couldn't help but stagger. He was pushed hard behind him, but he successfully turned around and came to the other side of the building.

In the end, the only surviving armed policeman had already opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat. The Korean team sat in the back seat and the car started directly.

Team South Korea held the headphones tightly in his palm and shouted angrily at the headphones: "Why do you have to leave someone to attract firepower? It's not without a chance to evacuate together."

No sound came out of the headphones, like a dead object.

Team South Korea slapped his palms at the car door angrily, and cracks appeared on the headphones.

After driving out of the Xingfu Community, the car went straight to a warehouse.

When the SUV stopped driving, the Korean team opened the car door like a fierce bullfighting, instantly opened the car door, rushed down from the SUV, came outside the driving seat, opened the car door and pulled the armed police down.

This series of actions can be said to be done in one go.

"Aren't you armed police?"

"What the hell is going on?"

"explain?"

The armed policeman who was dragged down had a flame of anger that burned in his heart. At this moment, the blue veins of his arms stretched out, breaking free from the Korean team's suppression, and in turn suppressed the Korean team on the hood in front of the car. The Korean team's head and the hood were pressed together.

The armed police roared and shouted, "What's going on?"

"Ahu has told you that the target has been locked. As long as you appear, just shoot it immediately."

"You insist on warning, not only will you lose your last chance, but you will also let Ah Hu block you."

The Korean team was like a defeated attack, and did not continue to struggle. The armed police felt the struggle power disappeared, nor did they continue to press the Korean team's head. Instead, they grabbed the collar of the Korean team's white shirt with both hands.

"This war is a coward. If it weren't for protecting you, there were so many restrictions, that guy would have been shot dead long ago."

The armed police were indignant and full of anger.

You can't take the initiative to shoot, and you can't shoot to the vital point, for fear of killing the target, and you have to protect the guy in front of you.

You should know that there are many opportunities to kill the target. The armed policeman looked ferocious, like a monster, and said in a very bad tone: "In the end, I can't kill the target."

"Or else can the iron trash can block bullets and grenades?"

A fully armed seven-man commando team, without even 30% of their combat power, six people died, leaving only one person alive.

Cowardly, this time I was so cowardly.

The armed police let go of their hands and looked at the Korean team who fell to the ground and leaned on the car. The armed police also sat aside, watching a red supercar stop three meters away.

The car door is raised high like wings.

A woman walked out of the sports car, wearing a large cotton gauze collar and skirt, black trousers, which set off her slender legs and plain and simple white high heels.

Liu Yuanyu painted a light plain outfit, and her short hair was as strong as her ears.

A neck chain made of gold wire was worn around her snow-white neck.

Seeing Liu Yuanyu coming, the armed police immediately stood up. Liu Yuanyu looked at the Korean team with beautiful eyes and completely ignored the armed police. When she intersected with the armed police, a syringe and a sharp needle had already pierced the armed police's neck.

The blue liquid has been injected into the armed police, and the blood vessels on their faces are prominent. The armed policeman's face has been distorted and he is struggling in pain from the ground.

Team Han hurried forward, supported the armed police, and said in a deep voice to Liu Yuanyu: "Mr. Liu, do you know what you are doing?"

"If he dies, you're murder."

"You are still young and have Hanhai Real Estate under your name."

Liu Yuanyu calmly watched the painful struggle of the armed police, and said in a cold tone: "The dog that has resented his master is no longer easy to use."

"Let's go, we'll get the certificate first, and then wait for the boss to return."

.............

Happy Home, a certain 1001 room.

Belmode's long silver hair fell naturally, and he sat gracefully in front of the computer, looking at the forty-two-inch monitor, with a snow-white legs raised, and his beautiful eyes staring at a fierce figure.

The little master with white hair was hugging the little master with his left hand from his chest, gently stroked the little master's soft hair, his raised snow-white calves trembled slightly, and the red slippers were constantly shaking.

It is not possible to actively attack the boss, or it is unfavorable.

But it is better for the boss to compete for player qualifications.

This is love!

Belmode subconsciously chuckled, his beautiful eyes narrowed into a gap, and he whispered to the little master gently: "Yesterday I had already given a hint to Liu Yuanguo. Judging from the expression of Liu Yuanguo, I will visit you soon."

Belmode's words ended here, with gentle and tenderness in his beautiful eyes.

The temperament has also turned from a warm flower to a charming poppy flower, but under its beautiful appearance, it is covered with poison.

It goes without saying whichever wins or loses between an ordinary person and a player.

Belmode gently held the wood grain frame of the glasses, and the lenses reflected light.
Chapter completed!