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Chapter 302 Gift of Liberation

pain……

Lin Jiao felt that a woman's body was so weak that the developed tear glands were not controlled by her own thoughts at all.

The strong stimulation on her body made her eyes slightly red, her frown eyebrows, and her little face tightly, showing a painful expression. No matter how strong a strong man was, he could not bear the pain of tearing the gunshot wounds.

It is very different from the situations often performed in film and television dramas. Most modern pistol bullets have strong stopping ability, not to mention the Dam warheads that terrorists often make. This deformed warhead will not penetrate immediately after entering the human body, but will deform under the action of kinetic energy, causing a more terrifying cavity effect.

The bullets twirl and roll, doing their best in the flesh and blood, destroying the things known as life.

Lin Jiao's light gray sportswear's lower abdomen was immediately dyed bright red. She was so painful that she turned into a shrimp. The small bullet hit her body like a sledgehammer.

"I'm so stupid... I'm just a stranger..." Her thinking only had a few clear thoughts, and an emotion called regret filled her heart.

She didn't know which string she had wronged at that time, and she would come to such a dangerous place with this man regardless of her life and then save him in this way.

If it were the past, she would never have done such a move. The hormones in her body would affect people's way of thinking, and Lin Jiao undoubtedly experienced a double change in body and mind.

She didn't realize that she had quietly become a completely different person.

There is flesh and blood, and there is impulsive kindness.

The cold-blooded dragon no longer exists, but is replaced by a soft and delicate beauty.

"Are you okay..." Gu Siyu was stunned and carefully leaned Lin Jiao against the door of the car next to him.

It’s obviously just a npc... Why did I feel like this... so guilty?

Is it just because this npc is a bit special?

indeed.

Text boxes mean games. Only she can communicate with herself in a delicate and nice voice. Under the subconscious mind... in this comparison, I'm afraid she has regarded her as a real person.

Gu Siyu suddenly remembered what Shi Jia once said.

"You can choose to protect her or do nothing."

With his contact with Shi Jia over these days, with this level of understanding, he believed that Shi Jia, a person with meticulous heart, would never speak useless nonsense.

Not to mention the game tests about such advanced and extremely confidential.

This can prove...

"Police, don't move!"

“Much slut——”

Gu Siyu stood up halfway, looked out from the body of the car and found a man who claimed to be a policeman confronting the criminal with a gun. But this person was wearing...traffic police uniform?

He thought the game had encountered a bug.

But the appearance of the police means a possibility that he will eliminate two terrorists during the mission. If the terrorist is shot dead by the police, will there be a possibility of the mission failure?

The pride of the game master makes him unable to accept the possibility of failure, not to mention that he is currently at work.

"System, do I have other permissions?"

"No. 001, you still have 80 points left, and you can exercise permissions that have been displayed in the operation panel in front of you."

He knew he should buy a handy weapon, and the mission was much more important than anything, but-

Gu Siyu turned around and looked at Lin Jiao who was in pain with a slight closed eyes, and said firmly: "Total treatment of this person."

It feels really strange.

He shook his head and reluctantly threw distracting thoughts out of his mind. If he was an absolutely rational game expert, Gu Siyu, he would definitely not reduce his chance of completing tasks because of an insignificant NPC.

But at this moment, emotional emotions prevailed.

The display on the operating panel costs a full 57 points, which is equivalent to the price of almost three usp pistols.

"It's just a game, it's more important to enjoy this process." He naturally said to himself, not worrying about gains and losses and the success of the task, and laughed relievedly.

Just as the Ubosnake system began to treat Lin Jiao, the situation suddenly turned sharply.

Wu Qingchen was suppressed by the firepower of the criminals and could not raise his head. The sound of gunfire and gravel hitting the building were heard endlessly. Even if such shootings broke out in the United States of Greater China every year, ordinary people often saw it on the news and felt a little accustomed to it.

If this happens to you, few people can stay calm.

Wu Qingchen felt very difficult. When he was in the police academy, his shooting scores were always among the best, and he often got the top spot in training. At this time, he found that he was suppressed by the two guys on the other side, and he didn't even dare to look at the probe.

Their shooting frequency is not high, but each shot brings great psychological pressure to Wu Qingchen. No one knows whether a bullet will pass by with the grim smile of death.

"What should I do... What should I do... The support should arrive soon, this is Long Jing!" Wu Qingchen muttered and gasped hard.

He just wanted to stretch out his gun, but as soon as the barrel popped up, he was hit by a bullet, and then he was knocked away a few meters away, exposed to the opponent's shooting area, making Wu Qingchen unable to pick it up again.

The strong impact force injured Wu Qingchen's wrist, and the severe pain made him more awake.

A clear plan was slowly organized in his mind: "After a while, I threw my clothes out to attract the other party's firepower, and then took the opportunity to rush out to pick up the gun and hide behind the convenience store opposite..."

"Yes, that's it!" Wu Qingchen was extremely bold and did what he said. He just took off his clothes and heard-

Two short gunshots.

The sounds of different pistols are slightly different when they are fired. Wu Qingchen, who has received professional training, heard that these two consecutive gunshots definitely do not belong to the two criminals, so it is...

Support has arrived?

There was no silence of gunfire, only the sound of tiny footsteps and the suppressed exclaims in the distance.

Wu Qingchen took a deep breath, suddenly stood up and squatted down, taking advantage of this short time to observe the situation across the road. The shocking glance in the bag was enough to let him see everything clearly.

Among them, the criminal fell in a pool of blood and lived and died. The other moaned in pain, as if he was hit in the chest, but he had not died immediately.

In front of them was a tall and thin man with a student-like appearance, with his right hand hanging down, his muzzle pointed to the ground, and the breath of gunpowder was still filled with smoke.

Gu Siyu chuckled: "The mission is over."

He found that his body was almost in sync with the speed of his thinking. In the past, he lacked exercise. Although his thinking speed and reaction speed were very fast, he often had problems with his hands and feet not getting on his brain.

At this moment, he was reborn.

Wu Qingchen walked over carefully at this time and asked from afar: "Classmate, did you fire the gun?"

Gu Siyu turned around and glanced at him, looked at the text dialog box floating above Wu Qingchen's head, but no answer. In his opinion, no one in this world except Lin Jiao, a rather special NPC, is worthy of his attention.

He suddenly wanted to try the intelligence level of other NPCs, and the task conditions said... eradicate the target, not knock down the target.

The wrist holding the gun was very stable, and he slowly raised it and pointed it at the gangster who kept moaning.

Seeing this, Wu Qingchen rushed over and shouted, "Don't--"

Gu Siyu smiled with a victory, and didn't even look at the gangster who fell to the ground, gently hooked the trigger: "Bang!"
Chapter completed!
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