Whether it's life or death depends on this.

Just like the time I killed Scar's apprentice before, my body fell silently again.

The lower part is a dead spot that is not a dead end.

This is also the easiest place to sneak attack.

But Scar, this guy, is obviously much more cautious, shooting as he advances.

In the middle of the wall, and in the corner where I crouched. They were all targets of shotgun spray, and I could feel the crumbling of bricks and cement splinters falling on my head and back.

Even some of the fragments that were shot out by the bullet had a pretty good impact, and it hurt so much to hit the body.

But my body was motionless, and even when the bullets were sprayed in front of me, I did not move at all.

The footsteps were getting closer.

The final moment is finally coming.

Even if it's Scar, at this time, I can't help but become vigilant and do this business. Don't let up, if you're not careful, you might be killed.

Because of the paralysis carelessness of the people who died I don't know how many, this kind of thing. Scar has seen a lot, and Scar doesn't want to be the next one.

His fingers kept on the trigger, and with the other hand, he was holding the corpse of his apprentice in front of him. Step by step.

Finally, around the corner.

This is a moment of life and death, and there is no need for the slightest hesitation.

Scar is also a ruthless corner, really at this time, all the hesitation in the heart is discarded at this time, gritting his teeth, grabbing the corpse in front of him, and rushing towards the corner.

At the same time, the shotgun in the other hand stretched out in front of him.

But in the next second, Scar's face changed.

There was no one in front of him.

If there's no one here, it's in ...... Below!

After all, there is a courtyard wall more than two meters high next to it, and even if you want to climb it, it is impossible not to even have the slightest movement.

Instinctively, the muzzle of Scar's hand. Instantly rushed downward.

It was at this moment that in the corner of the corner, in a shadow, my body suddenly jumped out.

One grabbed the shotgun in Scar's hand. Lift up in an instant.

Rumble!

Bullets eject out.

Towards the sky slanting above.

I could almost feel the bullets ejecting from the top of my head.

The impact of the shotgun is too strong, even if it is not a bullet, just a barrel, the amazing bouncing force is definitely not something that ordinary people can withstand. It's not as simple as CS, and you can manipulate it at will.

The moment I grabbed the barrel, I felt like my palms were about to be roasted, and my arms were pulled by the force of the sudden bouncing. Almost dislocated.

The power of terror!

But for me, there was no time to feel how terrible that power was, grabbing the pistol in my left hand and aiming at the crevice of that corpse. Although it is not the key to the scar, it is definitely necessary to seriously injure the scar in this moment.

This short period of confrontation is almost on the edge of life and death, not only me, but even Scar, as long as the reaction is a little dull, the little life will be over.

Scar is also a seasoned master and will never make that kind of mistake at this time.

It's almost a split second. Scar immediately let go of the corpse in front of him, and grabbed my wrist with his big hand.

Under that force, my wrist involuntarily deviated from its original track.

Poof, a bullet that almost grazed Scar's waist and whizzed past, but finally failed to cause the slightest damage to Scar's body.

The corpse slipped between the two of us.

I grabbed the shotgun in Scar's hand, and Scar grabbed my wrist holding the pistol.

The weapons of both men have been controlled by the other party. In a weird, static state.

But this stillness did not last long, and soon, with a terrible roar from Scar, both arms exerted force almost simultaneously.

This guy has a brute force that is a pervert I've never seen before.

The bald head, Black Friday, and even Brother Leopard, none of them can be compared to this guy.

I even have a feeling that if I really fight, Brother Leopard will die within thirty moves under this guy.

That kind of strength, even I couldn't bear it for a while, and my body was pushed back by the scar.

Eventually, there was a thud and his back hit the wall.

It was the first time I lost in a contest of strength.

My throat growled, and Scar grabbed my wrist. Slammed it against the wall.

The arm hurt, one could not hold onto it, and the pistol fell to the ground.

Instantly, Scar's knee lifted up and slammed into my stomach.

My right leg was also quickly raised. A thud blocked the shot.

Two people, four legs, in this small space, began the fiercest fight.

Every move is aimed at the opponent's vital point, even the perineum, which is the most despicable when a man fights, is also the target of attack.

That's a few rounds in a short period of time.

While the next plate was fighting, the battle between the upper four arms never stopped, and Scar dragged his shotgun hard, trying to pull it out.

But my fingers were like iron pincers, clasping the barrel of the gun, and no matter how desperately Scar tried, I didn't want to pull the shotgun out.

My weapon has been dropped, and it wouldn't be a good thing for me to let this guy master his weapon completely.

Inside Scar's throat, there were also bursts of roars, and his face was hideous and terrifying.

Seeing that he couldn't get the barrel back from my hands, this guy actually pulled the trigger directly.

With a thud, the bullet whistled past my ear and hit the wall behind me.

Pity that wall, there is an instant extra layer of dense bullet holes on it.

Bullets exploded in my ears. The violent roar completely drilled into my mind, making my brain pale for a while, and the whole person was completely dizzy, and the movements of my hands couldn't help but be a little scattered.

Then Scar seized the opportunity and slammed his knee hard into my stomach.

My body suddenly slumped.

The fingers that were originally holding the Scar shotgun couldn't grasp it, and Scar pulled the shotgun out.

Immediately stared at me with a sinister smile, and the muzzle of the gun was about to be aimed at my head.

It was at this moment that the fear of imminent death made me wake up in an instant.

The hot stinging pain on his shoulders and stomach was also forcibly endured by a strong perseverance.

I don't know where the strength in my body came from, and I suddenly rushed out.

Before the muzzle of the gun could be aimed at me, I had already pounced into Scar's arms.

The shotgun is probably a long weapon, after all, the muzzle is very long, and at this distance, Scar can't aim at me.

I grabbed Scar's arm again with both hands, and this time it was my turn.

The brute force in the body exploded at this time.

I felt like I had almost no more strength in my body.

I don't know what happened to me, but my strength has been growing almost every day since that KTV incident.

Every time you encounter a powerful enemy. I felt the strength in my body become stronger than before.

Scar was pushed behind me faster than I had before, and with a thud, the back of his head and back slammed into the wall.

Moreover, it is the corner of the wall.

This time, the impact was definitely not light, and I could see that Scar's eyes were white.

When Scar couldn't control his body, I hit Scar's head again.

There was a bang.

Although the effect of force is mutual, there is no doubt that it is definitely worse to be hit than to be actively hit.

The back of the head hit the corner again.

Then I grabbed one of Scar's arms and slammed it against the wall.

Bang...... Bang...... Bang......

The strength was greater and greater, and this arm, fingers still clutching the shotgun.

Scar is also a bullish horn, even at this time, it is still struggling to support, and he refuses to do it.

But there is a limit to what people can bear, and when the back of the hand hit a large blood stain on the wall, Scar finally couldn't help it, and the shotgun came out of his hand and fell to the ground.

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