Lird's body rolled heavily on the ground a few times before stopping, the uneven ground and the stumps of the branches and leaves rolled off Lird's body, and some sharp stones directly added several wounds to Lird's skin.

Lird only felt dizzy under the heavy fall, although his mind was still awake, and he kept reminding himself in his heart to get up and escape, but his body had already exceeded the limit of what he could bear, and the huge soreness swallowed his body like a tide, no matter how hard he tried, his muscles could not mobilize his bones to make his body move.

After a few attempts, Lird stopped resisting and lay there panting, not because Lird had given up hope of life, but because he realized that he could not escape from his pursuers behind him.

The sound of heavy footsteps from far and near, the swift and lightning momentum had subsided, replaced by a steadfast and steady stride, and the sound of the footsteps sounded more like death was approaching with confidence.

Lird's chest heaved violently, desperately gulping for air, but his gaze still unconsciously looked in the direction of the visitor, and even though his heart was full of fear, Lird still wanted to see the appearance of the visitor.

When the figure approached Lird's side, shining on him through the faint moonlight of the dark clouds, Lird was stunned, and then a helpless wry smile appeared on his face.

"Actually... It's you..."

It was not someone else who appeared in front of Lird, it was the man who finally shot down the fighter plane with his spear on the night of the night when the German fighter plane attacked the Atlantean remnants.

At this time, the man in front of him was not shirtless as he had been in that night, but was wearing a blue-black dress, and he looked like a black panther in the dark.

Lier never expected that it would be this guy with terrifying strength who was chasing him tonight, and that he was able to survive in the hands of this person for such a long time, which is something to be proud of now.

The unnamed man came to a halt not far in front of Lird, playing with a bright silver dagger in his hand, the blade of which glowed with a strange glow in the hazy moonlight. I think that the thing that just hurt Lird should also belong to one of them.

Leard stared at the glossy dagger, and suddenly the image of it slitting his throat came to his mind, red blood splattered from his neck, life gradually disappeared from his body, limbs, and eyes, and finally all the splendor of the world turned into endless darkness...

Scenes flashed through Lird's mind, and they were about to happen to him.

Lird licked his shriveled lips with his tongue, but soon found that his tongue was like a shriveled cactus in the desert, unable to exud a trace of water.

In this way, Lird and the man looked at each other, and the two fell into a brief period of stillness, but this moment also quickly dissipated, and the man walked towards Lird with an expressionless face, with no hesitation or pity in his eyes, only indifference and determination, as if Lird was just a sacrificial lamb to be killed again.

"Hey, can you let me... Take another breath!"

Lird lay on the ground and said to the man, at this time he did not want to delay time and then find an opportunity to escape, but just wanted to die in the most relaxed and normal state when he adjusted his breathing.

But the man did not heed Lird's call, and muttered something softly, as if he were reciting a eulogy for the dead. Only then did Lird realize that the other person might not understand the language he was saying, and that anything he said might be the same in his ears.

"Hehe, I didn't expect me to die like this, God, bless me..."

In the last moments of his life, Lird evokes the name of a god he has never believed in, and although he does not have any faith in him at this time, he still wants to find a haven of escape in his soul.

Lird slowly closed his eyes, and in his final moments, when his eyes were completely closed, he saw the dagger glowing with a faint light being held high in the air.

"Goodbye, this world, Amen..."

Lird spoke his last prayer eagerly and indiscriminately, waiting only for the moment when he was in a different place, that is, when suddenly a sharp gunshot exploded not far from him.

The sound of this shot was really sudden enough, and between Lird and the man who pursued him were defenseless, the sound of the gunfire was like a huge thunder that exploded out of thin air, so that both of them were caught off guard.

For Lird, who was lying on the ground, the shot was only a little frightened, and for the man who was about to kill him, the sound was the beginning of a nightmare.

...

In the microseconds before the gunshot, the man's premonition of years of experience in fighting gave him an alarm, although he did not find any abnormality, but there was a threatening aura in the air, and in the next moment, this threatening aura finally turned into a sharp gunshot.

It was at this moment that the man made the most unbelievable judgment at the next time.

With a sharp flick of his wrist, the dagger that was about to slash at Lird's neck instantly cut a criss-cross arc in front of him.

This series of reactions and actions was completed in an instant, and it can be said that all these reactions cannot be controlled by human beings at all. And more providential things are yet to come.

Just as the criss-cross arc was about to end, the tip of the dagger unexpectedly welcomed an "uninvited guest".

Bullet!

But there was a trembling sound of "bang", and dozens of strings of golden sparks also bloomed in front of the man, and the light gathered by the sparks at that moment was extremely bright, and immediately illuminated the man's incomparably white face.

When the cacophony of metal clashing sounded in Lird's ears, Lird's heart moved, although he did not know what was happening, when it must have been some kind of accident, and hearing the sound of gunfire in this desolate mountain field could not be said to be a blessing or a bad thing.

But no matter which direction things go in, this is a rare opportunity for Lird.

He snapped his eyes open and saw a split shell flying down beside him, and the man who was about to kill him had already staggered back two steps.

Seeing this scene, Liald was in good spirits, and he knew that if he hesitated at this moment, he was afraid that he would really die tonight.

With a short burst, Lird jumped up from the ground with a carp, although he still maintained a low posture, but Lird still rushed towards the dense forest in front of him.

The man was frightened enough by the sudden gunshot, this section was really unexpected, it can be said that his brain was very confused for a while by this attack, and the original methodical assassination plan was disrupted.

And when Lird, who had just given up completely, suddenly jumped up from the ground like a rabbit and began to escape, the man's eyes were completely red.

A furious roar emanated from its chest, like a beast that had gone completely mad and out of control, and when it took a random step to rush forward and stab Lird's life, suddenly three more gunshots rang out from the dark jungle ahead.

Although the man was eager to kill Lird, he didn't dare to ignore the three bullets in front of him, and the man exerted force under his feet, and the whole person wanted to hide behind the canopy on one side.

Three bullets grazed the man's body and struck the branches and leaves of the tree trunk behind him, making a shattering sound.

Although the man dodged the attack of these three shots, his body movement has been greatly restricted, and at this moment, Lird has escaped from a distance of five or six meters from him, and the man knows that if he rushes now, it is very likely that he will still be greeted by dense gunfire bullets, and he is only a mortal body anyway, and he still has no ability to resist metal gunpowder.

Judging from the shooting situation just now, the gunman in the dark is by no means an idle person, and his marksmanship is not only superb but also calm enough. A battle-hardened man can smell the terrible hunter in this darkness.

It is obviously not a good choice to act rashly, but how can a man easily let go of this opportunity and let Lird escape? You must know that if Lird is allowed to escape tonight, then things will develop in the other direction, and men will have to gamble at a critical moment.

In fact, what the man did was not a gamble, because the distance between him and Lird was not far at all, as long as he used his flying knife skills, he was more than ninety percent sure that Liard's life would be lost!

This is an opportunity not to be lost!

Thinking of this, the man also hid in the dark tree crevice and waved his arm up, and it was at this time that a sound came out of the dark woods, like a shout, but in the man's ears it was just a shout, because he could not understand the meaning of it.

The shout was not in the language of the Atlantean remnants, it was in English.

It was too late, and the dagger in his hand had already flown out of the man's hand, and the dagger struck again behind Lird with a violent whistling sound.

At this time, Lird had already dodged behind a small tree, but the power of the dagger completely ignored the tree's obstruction, and pierced through the trunk of the small tree like a bamboo, striking Lird behind him in one fell swoop.

Lird immediately let out a scream, then fell and rolled to the ground.

The man saw all this in the hazy moonlight, and his heart was filled with joy for a moment.

He has fought and carried out countless battles and missions since his birth, and he has never missed, and this time he will not fail.

The man's blow made the gunman in the darkness extremely angry, and just as Lird fell to the ground, angry gunfire erupted in the darkness like raindrops.

For a moment, the rain of bullets wrapped up the trees where the man was hiding.

As the trees flew from the bullets, the man dodged and tried to check on Lird while avoiding the bullets, but his idea could not be realized.

Although the gunman in the darkness was extremely angry, he maintained a fairly rational analysis and judgment in the direction of his shooting, and each shot did not contain uncontrollable emotions in it.

As a result, every bullet fired is lethal and restrained for men.

At the same time, the gunman gradually stepped out of the darkness, moving out and shooting with an unhurried pace, apparently his immediate purpose was not only to protect Lird, but also to kill the man.

The man who chased and killed Lird naturally realized this, with his usual hot temper, no matter who the other party was, as long as he dared to challenge him, he would definitely go to fight, even if it was death.

It's just that tonight's situation is different, the assassination of Lird is definitely not something that can be carried out openly, what he did is completely a secret existence, and there are many concerns, and the slightest accidental defeat will cause an uproar within the Atlantean remnants, and this is undoubtedly worse for the current Atlantean remnants.

So the spur of the moment is not allowed at this time.

At the same time, the man also understands that his strength advantage with the other party does not match, the other party is supported by extremely strong hot weapon firepower, and he only has two daggers in his hand, and now that the two weapons have been lost, it is really worth the loss to fight with the other party.

Thinking of this, the man turned sideways and looked sideways through another gap in the trees to Lird, who was nearly ten meters away from him.

Then, in the dim moonlight, I saw Lird lying motionless on the ground of the knife, his body in a somewhat bizarre and twisted posture when he fell on the run.

Because the surrounding environment is so dim, the man can't see the slightest trace of blood, and even if there is blood flowing out, it will eventually merge with the black scene around him.

Seeing this scene in front of him, the man's heart suddenly widened, with his understanding of Lird, if he could still have the ability to move, he would inevitably stand up and run again, now it seems that it is very likely that he was hit by the ground, and the target he just hit with the flying knife is the position of Liard's heart.

In this way, the chances of Lird surviving are almost infinitely zero, and who can do anything to save him in the wilderness now?

In this way, there will only be one result for Lird!

Death!

As the gunfire grew more and more deafening, the man knew that the gunman was approaching him, blocking his escape path with a well-planned bullet shot, apparently trying to control himself completely.

A disdainful smile suddenly appeared on the man's face.

While the gunslinger is a particularly difficult opponent, he wants to keep himself here with the firepower of his guns in this environment... It's a dream!