If the distance was only halfway, he had nothing to say, "Do you think we should go a little further?"

The old man said weakly, after all, he was the vice captain who had not passed the internship period, and finally the boss explained something, but he couldn't do it, which annoyed the boss, and he would never pass this internship period.

Because he could see that the boss was very unhappy at this time, as for why, he was the same in his heart.

Why did Sun Jiao come to Xijiang, and what was the purpose of summing them all over?

Right now, Su Su's boss lady is in the distance, and she has been injured, can he not be angry?

If it were him, his woman would be beaten like that, and I am afraid that he would be even more angry than Sun Jiao.

"It's easy to get a little closer. ”

Sun Jiao is a cultivator, and he knows that if the distance is shortened by half, it is equivalent to his party being exposed in front of others, so what is the difference between rushing out and letting people go?

What if these people turn their hearts on the side and directly tear up the ticket? Or use Su Su and them as a threat, and then Sun Jiao may only be able to watch them take Su Su away.

He took a deep breath, "You come to assist me, I'll handle the gun!"

Sun Jiao took the Bamut anti-materiel rifle, this gun has a range of two thousand meters, and with the bullets they have just researched to deal with cultivators, as long as the target is locked, Sun Jiao is confident that he can explode his head in half a second.

Under normal circumstances, the reaction speed of a cultivator is within half a second, and it only takes half a second to react when he feels danger.

So if Sun Jiao wants to kill the other party, it's not so simple.

He needed a chance, a chance to mess with himself.

Only when he is messed up, Sun Jiao has a chance to shoot the other party.

"Boss, are you serious?" said the old black with a stunned expression.

Guns, especially sniper rifles, are no less seductive to a man than a bare-striped beauty.

Simple, brutal, a headshot, that feeling is so cool.

However, although the idea is good, the reality is cruel, this is not a game of shooting, aiming and shooting can hit.

In reality, it is necessary to calculate the wind speed and calculate all kinds of uncertainties, because the sniper has only one chance, and if he can't hit it with one hit, it is easy to be killed by the enemy.

So, quite a sniper is not so easy to do.

Big Black is a sniper, that's fed by bullets.

He is from Ira, a war-torn country. As the former president's personal guard, he received training that no one else could have imagined.

No one could stand that kind of suffering, and back then, only five of their hundred elites who were transferred from various units survived in the end. He was one of them.

If the distance is half closer, he can pat his chest and say that he can complete the task 100 percent.

But it's too far away, and the other party's is obviously not an ordinary person.

Cultivators have extremely quick reflexes, and it is not a problem to dodge at all.

Da Lao Hei wanted to persuade a few more words, but at this time, Sun Jiao had already aimed his gun at the villa in the distance.

"Old Black, data!" Sun Jiao lay on the stone, closed one eye, and looked at everything in the distance through the shooting glass, and the crosshair was already aimed at the pigtail standing next to Su Su.

If this is a game, one shot down, there will definitely be a head, but he also knows that reality is impossible.

Seeing that he was so serious, Da Lao Hei took a deep breath, "The wind is northeast, the wind speed is ten, and the eyepiece is pressed down an octave." ”

Lao Hei is a professional sniper, and he directly told Sun Jiao the most accurate data.

Sun Jiao tried it, and according to what he said, he took a look at it, and felt that he would definitely not be able to hit it like this. He once served in the peacekeeping forces of the Celestial Empire, and the gun was his second life, although he hadn't touched it for a long time since he returned home, but after touching it, he seemed to have found his soul.

It's a very strange feeling.

He adjusted the eyepiece himself, and in the dark, he seemed to have a little feeling.

He squinted, loaded the special bullet, and kept adjusting his bearing.

Call...... Call!

Sun Jiao tried to keep himself calm and immobile.

Because there is a slight deviation, if you hit it, the deviation will be big.

To be honest, is it cool? Not at all, it just makes people feel a little nervous.

The feeling of taking other people's lives into his own hands, apart from stimulation, Sun Jiaozhen didn't feel anything else.

A thought of life and death. Whether it is dead or alive, it is all between this thought.

Sun Jiao had already adjusted the crosshair in place and aimed directly at the temples of the pigtails.

One kilometer. Whether or not to shoot the opponent is an impossible task for any sniper.

Sun Jiao observed the frequency of the other party's swing, and at the same time calculated all the movements and directions he could dodge.

Zooming in on the perspective, the pigtail Otsuki Jin suddenly felt a tremor in his heart, as if a disaster was about to befall him.

He looked around, only to see that there was nothing special at all.

"What's going on? Could it be that I'm overthinking?" Da Yuejin couldn't help but scratch his head.

But his brow never relaxed.

Sun Jiao also frowned.

What does he seem to be aware?

Seeing him look this way, Sun Jiao's heart thumped.

But at a distance of a thousand meters, his vision can't see this side at all, and they are well hidden, and the eyepieces are also specially treated so that they don't reflect at all.

At the same time, Sun Jiao had already calculated all the directions and movements he could escape.

"Tong!"

The trigger was pulled, and a tongue of fire erupted, and the bullet shot like lightning into his temple.

"Tong!"

Another shot, equally shocking as thunder, pierced the sky in the silent night.

"What sound?"

"Guns, guns!"

At the same time, the muscles of the pigtail were immediately mobilized.

As a master, all instincts at this moment do not come from the head, but the self-reaction ability of the muscles when encountering danger.

At a distance of one thousand meters, the anti-weapon gun plus the bullets used to deal with the cultivators will arrive in an instant.

But in this short period of time, Otsuki Jin had already reacted instinctively.

He instinctively tilted his head to the left, because the battle on his right had created a small crater.

This is instinct, he is rich in combat, he did not move his body at the first time, but chose to move his head, because for cultivators, even if they penetrate the heart, they have a chance to live, but if they hit the head, everything is over.

Subconsciously, he felt that the other party should shoot his head.

But he really miscalculated, Sun Jiao's first shot was his heart, but the second shot was his head.

Bang!

A shot hit, and the bullet opened a bowl-sized hole in his chest with blood.

Another shot, unfortunately, Sun Jiao did not calculate in place, and shot into the wall.

Da Yuejin screamed and fell straight to the ground.

He felt bitter in his heart, and he really couldn't understand why he didn't hide from it?

Besides, this gun is too powerful, isn't it? He's a master of physical defense.

Especially the muscles in his chest, ordinary bullets can't hurt him at all.