Wei Tianan will appear in such a way. An Tianwei didn't expect it.

Ye Minglong will be in such a way. Give yourself to Wei Tian'an. It's something he didn't expect.

All he could think of was. Ye Minglong's energy seemed to have far exceeded his initial estimate. This old fox is too slippery. And the road is too wild. Even an international dignitary like Wei Tianan can hook up.

He really doesn't know that in the underworld. What else is Ye Minglong can't hook up with.

There were only two people in the room, An Tianwei and Wei Tianan. Wei Tianan's gun was pointed at An Tianwei. His expression became more and more hideous. This is the moment he has been waiting for a long time. It took so much effort for him to escape from prison. For this moment.

Just like Wei Tianan knows An Tianwei very well. An Tianwei also knows this old rival very well.

He knows that this guy's muzzle is pointed at people. It's not meant to be shown or threatened. It's really going to shoot. He rolled on the spot without hesitation.

"Click......

Where he rolled. Bullets hit a series of craters. Stirred up rubble flew everywhere.

The submachine gun hanging on Wei Tianan's body. It is currently equipped with a Colt 9mm submachine gun in the Marine Corps. From this piece of his weapon alone. It can be seen that this international recidivist way. Not the average wide.

There are two types of Colt 9mm submachine gun magazines. One is a 20-round magazine. One is a 32-round magazine. Judging from the time of Wei Tianan's strafing. His reload magazine this time was 32 rounds.

An Tianwei rolled on the ground like a spinning top. Although indecent. But he knew it perfectly. Besides. There is no way to do it in such a short period of time. Dodge Wei Tianan's strafing.

Because the person standing in front of him is not a normal person at all. Rather, it's one that will sweep you into a hornet's nest first. And then come the blandness of the whipping corpse.

There is no difference between the living and the dead in his eyes. There is only one kind of person he has his eye on: the dead.

The 32-round magazine was quickly swept to the bottom by Wei Tianan. An Tianwei is still rolling on the ground. Bullets whizzed past his body. Did you get hit or not. Wei Tianan was not particularly sure.

If An Tianwei died so well. He doesn't need to put a lot of effort on his part. Offering such a high price to make a bounty of eight million underworld heads. This bounty is still valid. It looks like this huge bonus. He'll have to get it himself.

Swept all the bullets in the magazine. An Tianwei lay quietly on the ground motionless. Like a dead man.

Wei Tianan was not in a hurry to check An Tianwei's life or death. Instead, he pulled out a large cigar from his pocket. Hold the hot barrel. I took a few sips.

In addition to submachine guns . He also has a pistol in his waist. His other hand was on the pistol all the time. Although the demeanor is safe. But his eyes never left An Tianwei lying on the ground.

Waited for a long time. Seeing An Tianwei still lying like that. Wei Tianan thought for a moment. The hand that was on the pistol was taken down. Pulled out a magazine full of live ammunition. Prepare for reloading.

He is a felon. Live on the knife every day. Changing magazines is the norm. The time from unbounce to reload. It basically doesn't take more than three seconds.

He firmly believes that An Tianwei will not be finished so soon. So. He's going to start sweeping again. Do not sweep this enemy of hisrs into a sieve. Never come close.

There is a gun in hand. Keeping his distance, he maintained an absolute advantage.

Three seconds of time. For the average person in a flash.

For a good soldier with special training . These three seconds are the boundaries of life and death.

The first second. Wei Tianan withdraws.

The second second. He began to reload.

The third second. He began to push the chamber.

between those three seconds. The only second in the second. Wei Tianan needed to take his eyes off An Tianwei. Go to the gun.

And it's this second of the second. An Tianwei jumped up.

This room is not big though. But Wei Tianan is very ghostly. An Tianwei was rolling around on the ground. Actually want to get closer to him with the help of this roll. But the angle of Wei Tianan's strafing blocked An Tianwei's plan. Now the distance between him and An Tianwei. It is still at the distance of the first few meters.

This is a distance with a margin of safety. An Tianwei is no matter how good his skills are. Rush over the distance of several meters to reach his side. His bullets have long been replaced.

He had done a lot of calculations beforehand. It is also a kind of thinking inertia that his career has cultivated for him.

An Tianwei bounced up. The second second has passed. His magazine has been replaced. Single-loading fire.

Wei Tianan's face showed an even more hideous smile. The mouth that bites the big cigar cigarette shows a mouthful of big yellow teeth.

One second. An Tianwei is a god, and there is no way to rush to him. But this volley gesture . But it just happened to provide him with a live rake.

This time. He had already expected An Tianwei to become a ghost under his gun.

"Click." A very brisk sound of loading was heard.

Wei Tianan heard this voice. It's like being beaten with chicken blood. Bulging eyes. Muzzle raised......

"When ......"

There was a tremor from the gun. And in the reflection of Wei Tianan's pupils. A bright red trajectory line was clearly printed.

The blood banquet hit the body of Wei Tianan's gun.

An Tianwei didn't have a way to let his body rush to Wei Tianan's side in a second. But a blood feast can.

Blood Feast. It is a special dagger of the same son. The female dagger hits the body of the gun. And Zidagger attacked Wei Tian'an directly. Synchronized.

Wei Tianan felt the tremor on the gun's body at the same time. I also learned from An Tianwei. Fall backwards. The dagger of the blood feast rubbed the bridge of his high nose. With a cold chill, he paddled over.

He fell backwards like this. The gaze can no longer be entangled on An Tianwei. But he's a master. He has feelings and prejudgments. The loaded submachine gun was in the direction he remembered. A string of sparks erupted from the muzzle.

"Click......

Wei Tianan likes to listen to this relaxed and bright strafing sound. Whenever you hear this kind of sound. His body involuntarily churned with blood. There's always an urge to sweep everything away.

But this crisp sound. It made him feel uneasy again.

If the bullets swept out of the submachine gun were so bright all the time. It means that An Tianwei will still be alive and dancing in front of his eyes.

He doesn't like the feeling of watching a living person sway in his eyes. Especially those with whom he has a deep vendetta. He didn't like it even more. One might even say hate.

Every strafing. He'll shoot a single bullet in the magazine before he stops. It doesn't matter if the other party has been shot or not. It's already a habit.

His body fell on his back. When the back hits the ground heavily. His second run was almost over.

When the bullet misses. That's when he's at his most dangerous.

He was well aware that this was an empty moment. If An Tianwei hadn't died. Will definitely take advantage of this opportunity.

So. Before the bullet is empty. One of his hands had already drawn the pistol from his waist.

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