Throwing away the rather cumbersome sunglasses, he put his hand into his briefcase, paused slightly, turned around, and the dull sound of gunfire came out. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info according to the store, the leather surface of the cowhide material suddenly broke a hole, and the surrounding spider webs appeared like fine lines. Very inferior look.

That is, in an instant.

However, the other party is more tricky than he imagined. The moment before he raised his arm, he suddenly ducked sideways behind the not-so-thick trunk. The warhead was driven directly into the trunk.

And here, Kraft Candy is holding a gun in both hands, and his head is not rising, "bang"! Intuitively, the next hand is to shoot that side. Intuition, what is it? It is not a sudden thought of God, it is a method of judging without logic and going straight to the essence. An instantaneous instinctive reaction to a situation after receiving a large amount of complex information in the mind.

The movement of the man in the suit at a gallop, the majestic banyan tree in front of him, or the flock of birds that were startled by the sound of gunfire in an instant, and the direction of listening to the sound of the position, perhaps should be added to the light breeze blowing in his face. All kinds of details have created this shot of kraft candy.

Flashing, the other party snorted and fell into the bushes.

After all, it's not the ancient times, you can hum and play three hundred rounds in the shadow of the sword and sword, and in the era of hot weapons, it is really a matter of pulling the trigger and solving it with one shot.

Of course, the existence of the kind of person who can still fight back and kill the opponent even if he is blown to pieces needs to be counted separately. In addition to the arms and legs, wherever you hit, the slightest is basically half useless. If you don't stop bleeding and disinfect it, if it weren't for the fact that the king of Hades really didn't dare to accept it, he would almost die.

Therefore, to a certain extent, this shot directly announced the curtain call of the entire Qingjiang Park incident.

Even if the man in the suit is not dead, he is still in danger.

The brown candy took off the rubber bands that tied up her long hair, put it in her pocket, and pulled the fluttering black silk of her cheeks behind her ears. The feeling of a long hair shawl is the best. She was very satisfied with the first case she handled as a police officer. Especially during this time, I also met such a handsome and cool personality of Zhengtai.。

Well, it's a great show and a perfect curtain call.

In the original plot, she may have returned home, but the little butterfly in the dark flapped her wings, and the unexpected coincidences changed all this. Just like the man in the suit would have been in power for more than ten years, but some things are still different after all.

Of course, the basis of all this is that the man in the suit was subdued.

"Su Luoyan?"

There was the sound of the whirring wind, and the roar of the locomotive, mixed with these three words coming from that side. Maybe it was because he heard that everything was clear, and he couldn't judge the situation at the scene, so he had this half-considered tone.

"Solved," Kraft Candy chuckled, but not too much.

In front of this man, it's really nothing.

Kraft candy is also known.

In the past, it was not as peaceful as it is now, and it may have been whitewashed now, but it is still not comparable to many, many years ago. At that time, it was about the 80s, there was no network, communication was not developed, and it can be said that it was a period of darkness and jungle. But in Bac Giang, a person ...... Maybe a gun should be added, and the whole city will shake the gang and the Socialist Party, and finally disappear.

However, it is a long time ago, and nowadays the bandits who kill a few people and rob a few stores can shock the whole country, how can there be so many things.

To be honest, Kraft Candy feels that you always have to learn something when you are alive, and if you can't graduate, you can let your brain crash. As her study object, even if this man is now worried about his daughter's early love and is at a loss, it does not mean that he is weak.

Many legends have done many legendary things, but there is no kind of people who are blocked by news, and the more they talk, the more they are divine. Due to various factors, the legend is just an ordinary person in the eyes of ordinary people in today's developed communications.

The times are progressing, and the legend is no longer legendary.

Sometimes, although people can't, at this moment, they can only ask very mortally: "Are you sure he was shot?" ”

"That's right, no mistakes! One for suspect number one, another for suspect number two, and neither bullet was wasted. It's not in vain that I've been practicing marksmanship so hard that my fingers are calloused! The brown candy blew on the slightly warm muzzle of the gun, and the safety of the assurance, pinned it into the holster at his waist.

"yes, you should write a report on where those bullets went." There was a pause, and then a sound sounded deep in the ears of the brown candy: "If you are still behind the cover at this time, I would be happy to play the role of a teacher, even if I can't get on the stage, but I can still teach you something." ”

Hearing this, the kraft candy, which had been leaning against the trunk of the tree, hurriedly said, "I'm here." ”

"Very well," he was saying, when he suddenly turned to say, "Do you know why foxes are not very good in the mountains, but they are difficult to catch?" ”

Kraft Candy tilted his head and thought about it carefully, and said, "Is it because it's sassy enough?" ”

Hearing her ridiculous rhetorical question, she said unhurriedly.

Slowly, like a voice actor in the animal world: "No, it's because they're cunning enough and have a higher skill at playing dead." If it is struck by a hunter, it immediately collapses in place, tilting its head and not moving. The hunter must have thought it was dead, and when he was careless, in an instant, he would have run away immediately. ”

"You mean......" Kraft Candy understood what he meant, and she knew very well that she had really hit the suspect.

It could also be the chest and abdomen position, what kind of wind and waves can this turn over?

Just when she was a little unimpressed, a locomotive roared and suddenly covered it from far and near.

With this sound, he said, "Well, you did a great job, and you are indeed the best newcomer I have ever brought with you." ”

Absolutely!

Kraft Candy's lips moved slightly, and he was about to speak, but he interrupted in time, "Don't interrupt me with something like 'thank you for the compliment'." Have you ever wondered why a migrant worker whose ancestors have been farming for a living for three generations should wear a suit in such a hot weather? It's not the white-collar workers of those foreign companies. I mean, it's true that he's playing dead. And, its patience must have run out by now. And you're not a hunter—"

"Listen to me—"

"Run."

The last two words fell, and the kraft candy suddenly felt that something seemed to roll over at his feet. Oval and oval, in the dappled sunlight that shines through the branches and leaves, it looks very metallic.

There was a thin white smoke rising from it, and it seemed as if some kind of strange chemical change was going on inside.

It's a grenade that pulls off the safety ring!

"Die, stinky ****!"

The man in the suit spoke for the first time, not as gentlemanly as he was, with a little strange country accent, and a mouth full of insulting words. Of course, he has the heart to kill it and kill it again, let alone scold a few words.

Lying on his stomach in the bushes, his right arm still in a throwing position, and his other hand covering his left rib, although the bullet did not enter his body, the violent impact could not be counteracted. It wasn't all pretense to fall to the ground after being shot before, but now it hurts a lot. Maybe it's caused by the temperature slowly rising, plus the three layers of body armor inside and three layers outside, and the forehead is covered with beads of sweat the size of beans, and the whole body is soaked.

The kraft candy was lucky to be on the slope, and the rolling grenade just happened to stop next to a dead branch.

In an instant, she rolled straight down, and after a short distance, she was blocked by a tree.

Soon, the whole space felt vibrate, and after the loud noise, my mind went blank, my ears hissed, and I couldn't hear anything. A slow pain came from his jaw, as if the shrapnel from the inside of the grenade exploded and cut through the skin.

Consciousness slowly returned, except for a little deafness in both ears, fortunately everything else was fine. Kraft quickly confirmed his current physical condition.

A moment ago, I was full of confidence and high ambition. Even the gun was put away, just waiting for the other party to lose mobility or vital signs, but-

What a shame!

Holding up the ground on the soil sprinkled with dead leaves, trying to get yourself up. A wisp of blood slowly lowered from the tip of his chin, Kraft Candy's long hair was very messy, and Wen Wen's eyes began to gradually sharpen.

It's not a weak woman who subconsciously avoids setbacks.

In a good year, even if you don't put your life out of the way, but people are like this, and no one knows anyone who started the rush.

She pulled out her pistol and was about to go berserk.

But—

The vibration of the grenade explosion was really loud, and the sudden loud noise was really terrifying. Secretly looking at the fire of guns and grenades, a young man whose heart almost rose to his throat was innocently shocked and fell down in the lush canopy.

fell directly next to the man in the suit, and the other party was also startled, and raised his hand to prepare to come to a shuttle.

"It's me, don't shoot!"

Why do you shout 'It's me'?

Because probably any captive who only utters the last three words will end up miserable. Besides, since they all said 'it's me', the other party will definitely not subconsciously raise the gun and shoot.

Instead, I will be stunned, think about who this is, right?