The tear gas was just parked in the kitchen, and I couldn't get out. The only thing in the kitchen that could circulate air was the hole made by the bullet.

When people come to a crisis, they always come up with some solutions, and I suddenly thought of a "magic weapon" called a range hood in the kitchen!

I immediately turned on the range hood, and I hated why I didn't buy a more powerful range hood in the first place, otherwise I wouldn't have fallen to this point now.

But I thought I was safe for the time being, but the "smiley killer" must have installed some kind of thermal technology on the sniper rifle, and she could actually see my presence.

Hearing the sound of bullets piercing through the glass again, I immediately ran to the other side, and although I couldn't see where the bullets were coming from, I couldn't sit still.

Then there was another bullet, this bullet was really amazing! There was no sound of breaking glass, there was only one possibility for this kind of thing—her other bullet came through the two bullet holes just now, and this kind of marksmanship I may not be able to achieve.

The two of us just kept going, I didn't try to open the window, and she didn't pull the trigger again to kill me.

This situation is beneficial to me, because when the effects of tear gas have passed, I will have the ability to fight back.

Although the power of the range hood is not very large, the smoke also disperses quickly. I felt all the moisture in my body crying out of my eyes.

The smoke finally cleared, and my eyes slowly opened, and I could dimly see the "smiley killer" on the roof of the building opposite, and I could still see the giant Barrett.

I really don't know where she got all these high-end weapons, flashbangs and snipers. This could not have been obtained through regular means, and 100 percent had been smuggled in.

I looked at it, and the weapons I could use in the kitchen were a kitchen knife, a large iron pot, a spatula, and a cutting board.

Some people think that killers must carry a gun or a knife, but this is not the case, because modern detection tools cannot make you carry that kind of dangerous item with you.

So in the event of an assassination, everything you have at your disposal has the potential to become your weapon. I know a killer who is the best weapon in the dead night, and his best weapon turned out to be the thread.

It's all about speed, and if I can use one of these to stun her or kill her or break her Barrett, I'm going to win.

The only ones that could kill her were a spatula and a kitchen knife, but I now reckon she'd die if she showed her head. If such a stalemate continues, it will be to my disadvantage, and if Ge Xin suddenly comes back, I will almost not be able to explain it clearly. And in case this "smiley face killer" takes Ge Xin as a target, at that time I will really fall into a completely passive form.

I wiped my tears, and then looked at the tool closest to me, it was the cutting board, and after opening the window, the closest was the cutting board! I looked at the window, and I quickly attacked, and I opened the window in an instant, and a fresh cold air immediately came in, and then I squatted down in an instant, and the moment I squatted, a bullet passed over my head.

Every time a sniper rifle fires a bullet, it takes at least a second or so to change bullets, and that's what I need.

I quickly withdrew to the position of the cutting board, picked up it, and threw it vertically in that direction, and the cutting board rotated like a machete that was spinning rapidly.

I should also be able to hurt the smiley killer with this blow, because this blow is in the case of my complete passivity, and it is impossible to meow very steadily, but this second time, I want to gain the initiative!

It stands to reason that I don't like killing women very much, but if this woman threatens my family, lovers, and friends, then I must not let her out of my sight alive.

The cutting board was shot down by her next bullet as it slashed through the air, for a second!

I pulled out the kitchen knife, aimed it at the woman, and threw it with all my might, the knife was more than capable of piercing her, because I used almost the most force in my body.

She could see that there was no time to change the bullets now, and she couldn't even dodge them!

Her reaction speed was also unusually amazing, and she directly retreated her body, and then blocked Barrett in front of her.

The knife slashed directly at Barrett, and the muzzle and most of the barrel were cut by the kitchen knife with a huge crack.

She seemed stunned by my blow, and I flew the spatula over before she could react, trying to knock her out directly. If I knock her out, I might be able to get a picture of her.

But the moment I threw out the spatula, she rolled straight out of my spatula's damage range.

She and I were facing each other right between the two buildings, and she was completely incapable of hurting me now, and I wasn't worried about what she was going to do.

She just stared at me like that, and finally gave me a very dashing turn, slowly out of my sight, and I exhaled, but I suddenly remembered that Ge Xin hadn't come back yet.

I immediately dialed Ge Xin's mobile phone number, and Ge Xin only answered after the phone rang a lot: "Hey, Li Ran, what are you doing?" Ge Xin seemed to be out of breath.

"Ah, Ge Xin, you ...... now Where are you?"

"I'm running around the neighborhood and I'm going downstairs right away, what's wrong?"

"Ah, it's okay! I just wanted to tell you that I accidentally broke your window and made two holes!"

"You broke two holes in my window, and if I were you, I wouldn't call right now, but find a way to fix it right away!"

I suddenly realized, and then said to Ge Xin to come back quickly, and I hung up the phone in a hurry. When I heard that there was nothing wrong with Ge Xin, I was finally completely relieved.

I found scotch tape and newspapers, so I could pretty much do the windproof work for tonight. Then he threw all the bullets on the ground that were more than ten centimeters long out of the window. Wash your eyes well. After doing these things, Ge Xin also returned.

Seeing the strict windproof work I had done, Ge Xin showed a puzzled expression: "How the hell did you break the window! And these are two round holes!"

I said to Ge Xin seriously: "Ge Xin, do you believe that there is such a kung fu as two-finger Zen in the world!" Before Ge Xin could answer, I continued: "That's right, just like you imagined, I am the man who can use two-finger Zen!"