The killer put away his gun, not even glancing at what happened next.

In his eyes, everything happened as if it were cleverly designed by the Creator.

The hideous-faced man would collapse in a pool of blood, surrounded by cries of surprise.

But when he looked back, he found that the reality was completely different from what he had imagined, and the man had not fallen at all.

He still kept running forward.

The killer rubbed his eyes, he wondered if he was dazzled.

Just now, he obviously shot at Fang Luo's head, how did this thin and weak man who seemed powerless dodge?

Fang Luo didn't have much actual combat experience.

I've taught gangsters a lesson before, and the most powerful person I've ever fought against is Ryuzo.

Therefore, Fang Luo was not sure how strong his strength was, and in his heart, his judgment of his own strength was lower than that of Long San.

After all, they are iron-blooded soldiers, how can they compare.

Similarly, the speed of this sought-after player must be too far behind Long San. He can even cope with Long San's fast, ruthless and sharp speed, not to mention this spearman, with the help of the pace in the Bagua Palm skill, he staggered a step slightly.

It was to dodge this fatal bullet.

This scene made the smile on the gunman's face disappear, and he aimed his gun at Fang Luo's chest again and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

Gunshots rang out.

"Shhh

The killer's own gasp also sounded quickly.

Fang Luo's hands struck the killer's head as quickly as cannonballs.

In times of crisis, people tend to burst out with great power.

At this moment, the strength of Baguazhang's skills suddenly became prominent. When the gunman was quickly retreated and snorted coldly by Fang Luo's blow, Fang Luo took advantage of the victory to chase and quickly broke off the killer's next door with his powerful strength, and then took his pistol that was about to fall to the ground and fired another shot at his body.

The autumn wind was bleak, the cold wind, the red blood on the ground, the foul air, the chaos and running crowds everywhere, and the terrible streets that cut through the long streets.

Fang Luo glanced at the body lying in a pool of blood, and there was no joy in his heart.

He looked around and saw that it was supposed to be a romantic twilight, and there was chaos at this time.

Where he was, was a malicious murder scene.

It is full of murderous and bloody atmosphere.

"Xi Zhirui, you crazy woman, you stinky woman. ”

Fang Luo didn't have the slightest bit of joy and scolded fiercely in his heart.

These two killers are obviously coming for themselves, as long as Xi Zhirui obediently hides quietly in the car, there will be no danger at all.

But why did she jump out?

What the hell is she trying to do when she jumps out?

Fang Luo's face was hideous at this time, his usually kind and calm face was distorted in his eyes at this moment, the luxurious clothes on his body were stained with blood, and he held the gunman's pistol in his hand.

At this moment, he was as cold as ice, like a killing god descending.

The shooting was found to be above board, without any obstruction, and when the gun rang out, it had already alarmed the driver in the car that was originally blocked by a long queue, and countless people abandoned their cars and fled quickly.

In the middle of this chaotic mess, you can see the flow of people running with their heads covered and screaming everywhere.

Fang Luo's gaze swept around, he saw Xi Zhirui, and also saw the black-clothed sought-after who had been chasing after him.

The same is a foreigner.

Fang Luo relied on the memory of the Baguazhang in his mind, and quickly followed behind with a stealthy pace. On tiptoe, he walked forward in small steps, running extremely fast and agile, but there was no sound when his feet were on the ground.

Xi Zhirui in front of her pouted her plump skin and ran wildly, and the expensive high heels on her feet didn't know where they fell, and her white and tender little feet like works of art stepped on this hard floor.

While running, he also yelled that someone was indecent.

This fairy-like woman can be so coquettish and charming even when she is running for her life.

Similarly, Fang Luo also sighed at Xi Zhirui's wisdom.

Even at the critical juncture of being chased and killed at gunpoint, she was able to keep her calm and find a way to survive for herself.

Chinese people have the habit of watching the excitement. But more often than not, they will be very indifferent and impersonal to people who have nothing to do with them. There is no way to do this, the ancients Zeng Yun "have nothing to do with themselves, hang high", and also said that "everyone sweeps the snow in front of the door, and doesn't care about the frost on the tiles of others", which is their golden and jade words and their code of conduct.

Because of this, as long as it is a person or thing that has nothing to do with them, they can completely appreciate it as a farce.

And Xi Zhirui shouted not to save her life or shoot or anything, she knew that if she said this, she was afraid that the pedestrians on the side of the road would run faster than her. Therefore, she cleverly shouted "indecent", which would make those who were idle and had nothing to do run over to watch the excitement.

As long as someone watches the excitement, it will make the scene even more chaotic, and as long as the scene is chaotic, the chance of her escape will also increase.

But even so, Xi Zhirui accidentally stumbled because she ran too quickly. A stumble, and her sexy and voluptuous body just fell heavily to the ground.

Seeing this, the black-clothed killer raised the pistol in his hand with a calm face.

At this time, he finally found this opportunity to shoot.

When Fang Luo saw this scene, he panicked, and he didn't care about the distance between himself and Xi Zhirui at all, let alone raise the gun in his hand to aim.

Just raising the pistol and aiming at the position of the grabber is directly pulling the trigger of the pistol.

He had no intention of hitting the opposing gunner.

It's luck to be able to hit, and it's okay not to be able to hit.

After all, all he needed now was a warning to the gunman.

One told him a warning that I had a gun in my hand.

Bang!

Gunshots rang out.

The black-clad killer with the gun was unscathed.

The bullet missed unexpectedly.

However, the effect met Fang Luo's expectations.

The black-clothed gunman turned around as Fang Luo had envisioned, and then raised his muzzle to aim at Fang Luo's running body and began firing directly.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

One shot, two shots, three shots

When he finished all the bullets in his pistol, he stopped fighting, turned around and fled into the crowd of people who were about to flee in a ghostly flash, and then disappeared without a trace in the crowd in the blink of an eye. I want to talk about "Shenhao's Leisurely Life" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~