A gunshot suddenly rose, and fortunately, Witt reflexively shrank his head back, so that the bullet that was attacking straight was just passing by the tip of his ear.

The ear was injured, and there was a natural pain. The pain was filled with an electric shock, which made him feel quite bad. Before he could think about who the other party was, the sense of crisis that the opponent was about to come to fight to the death was already spread all over his body, and Witt was completely in the state of fighting. At this time, dusk was about to end, the wind and sand were getting stronger, and the scene of sand storm made everything very unfavorable.

Through the previous "ears and ears" Weit concluded that this person was less than 50 meters away from him. He thought about it and curled his body into the cave. While digging the hole from his hands, he filled the digging sand at the entrance. In less than a moment, he completely hid his body in the sand slope.

The enemy soon arrived as scheduled, searching around and looking at the sand slope where the pit mark had not been filled with wind and sand. The man shot at the sand mark and made round bubble-like bullet marks on the sand. The sand slope became pale, but Witt was nowhere to be seen.

The visitor couldn't help but feel a little anxious. After watching around the place for a while, he started a second strafing on the sand slope...

At this moment, a muzzle stretched out from the sand under his feet, and a group of shotgun attacks were fully opened. The opponent was completely knocked down before he could react.

At this time, Witt half-climbed up from the buried sand and crawled in front of his opponent who was twitching on the ground... He was surprised to find that this sudden opponent was actually wearing a black robe exactly the same as himself, wearing a "thunder and lightning" mask that he thought was unique...

Witt seemed to have had a very bad premonition. He frowned and reached out to take off the mask of the opponent who was about to die. Sure enough... what he saw was a pale face and his life was passing away... "self".

Soon, this replica, which was exactly like myself, dissipated in the wind like a dead creature in this world, and the wind and sand became heavier and heavier.

Witt stood there and was confused about what had just happened. As soon as he turned around, another gunshot came up - this time, this bullet fired from unknown places penetrated Witt's shoulder, causing him to kneel down on the ground.

As soon as he approached the sand, the sound of footsteps walking around became clear. Witt couldn't help but feel his heartbeat accelerated, because judging by the sound of moving everywhere, the danger of gradually approaching was obviously not from one or two people, or from all directions, and I don't know how many opponents...

There must be a considerable decision at the threshold of life and death. Witt felt that it would be very dangerous to stay in place now, so he pricked up his ears and carefully judged the enemy's direction and set a relatively safe direction. While taking out the potion from his backpack to treat it, he began to retreat and escape.
Chapter completed!