Chapter 112: The Cold Moon Mighty

With a sniper rifle, Su Bai's pupils shrank suddenly, and he grabbed Mu Qingwu's palm.

Regardless of whether the other party wanted to kill him or Mu Qingwu, now that they were exposed in broad daylight, it would always be dangerous.

"Bang!"

The second gunshot rang out, and the crowd walking on the road squatted down again, holding their heads and screaming in horror.

This shot shattered the pansy in the roadside flower bed, and the fragments of bright petals flew in all directions.

And after Su Bai rolled on the ground three times with Mu Qingwu in his arms, he squatted behind the lamppost again.

This killer was indeed too daring, and he didn't leave in time after firing the first shot, as if he would not give up until he killed one of them.

"Who wants to kill me?" Mu Qingwu's gaze was solemn, cold as snow, she didn't believe that the sniper pistol was too bad before, and it deviated too much, so the bullet was shot at her sofa position.

"Whoever it is? We're going to find a way out now! Su Bai roared lightly.

"Thirty-three degrees in front of the right, on the roof of the six-story building behind the XX shopping mall, the gunshots should have come from there." Mu Qingwu said suddenly.

"You know guns?"

"I've been studying for two years."

Su Bai followed Mu Qingwu's instructions to look at that location, and sure enough, in front of the two taller shopping plazas, there was a six-story building about a hundred meters behind, and the roof was an excellent place for covert shooting. According to the sniper's point of view, it can radiate about one hundred and fifty meters long to the street where Su Bai and they are.

One hundred and fifty meters is not far for Su Bai, but as soon as they come out, it is estimated that the sniper who still has not left will shoot mercilessly.

His eyes narrowed slightly, Su Bai took a deep breath, and then said to Mu Qingwu, "You stay here." ”

"Where do you want to go?" Mu Qingwu grabbed forward, but did not catch Su Bai's clothes.

Su Bai had already run out from behind the lamppost.

The shots didn't go off, and the man really wasn't looking for him.

He ran forward, mingling with the out-of-control crowd, and approached where the sniper was.

He didn't see that around the street, there were many people who were not surprised, and one of them raised the walkie-talkie in his hand and said in a low voice: "There are targets going in your direction, and there are targets going in your direction." ”

The walkie-talkie was lowered, and his hand slammed downward.

Dozens of big men suddenly burst out from the four corners of the street, all of them rushing in the direction of Mu Qingwu.

Mu Qingwu was frightened, and quickly took out the gun from his waist and aimed at these big men.

"Bang!"

Preemptively, Mu Qingwu will never sit still, and when these big men all rush over, she will have no chance.

The gunshot rang out, and one person fell to the ground, his eyebrows bloody.

However, the big men around him were so indifferent as if they were not affected at all, and approached Mu Qingwu without panic.

"Dead man!" Mu Qingwu's heart tightened, this kind of performance was extremely imaginary with the legendary dead man.

"Who the hell is it? Who wants her dead? Mu Qingwu gritted her teeth, she alone was not the opponent of so many big men, and it was almost the same as Su Bai. It's a pity that Su Bai has already rushed out to deal with that sniper first.

Now she only hoped that she could hold on a little longer, waiting for Su Bai to arrive.

"Kill!" A loud shout came out of the mouths of those big men, and the dagger was drawn from their waists, and they pounced fiercely at Mu Qingwu.

Mu Qingwu leaned his back against the lamppost and raised the pistol again, his technique was precise and not flustered. Three shots in a row, bringing down three people.

With a roll of his body, he leaned his back against the flower bed and moved quickly.

Su Bai had already broken away from the crowd at this moment, spread out his speed, and began to run wildly. If someone pays attention, they will be shocked to find that Su Bai's running speed is simply beyond the limit of human beings.

Running, jumping, and no obstacle could delay him for a second, and no master runner could compare to the quality that Su Bai showed at this moment.

As it gets closer, it becomes more and more remote, and the six-story building has been abandoned.

On top of the tall building, a man wearing a black peaked cap held a pitch-black sniper rifle and stared closely at Su Bai, who was constantly running and jumping, like a leopard or an antelope. He was equally shocked, but his breathing was not chaotic, which should be the most basic quality as a sniper.

"Three, two, one." He whispered in his mouth, silently counting the time it would take for Su Bai to reach his foothold.

When the word "one" fell, he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The bullet is out of the chamber, this is a must-kill hit!

Because Su Bai had just jumped to the ground, his body still needed to be cushioned, and it was impossible for him to jump again in an instant.

Does Su Bai need to dodge? No, he doesn't need to!

There was still a cold chain wrapped around the forearm of his right hand, and as soon as his mind moved, a cold moon appeared in his hand.

Cold Moon Block.

There was a roar, and the bullets sparkled on the surface of the cold moon, and then quickly shot in another direction.

And there was no trace of it on the surface of the cold moon knife.

"Impossible!" The Sniper's eyes widened in shock, as if he saw magic that shouldn't exist in this world.

This is not a fantasy story, he doesn't believe that there are magicians in this world!

Shot!

A sneer appeared on the corner of Su Bai's mouth, Han Yue really didn't disappoint him, even a powerful bullet couldn't hurt him in the slightest.

The right hand exerts force, and the internal energy rolls and spills into it, and the Cold Moon Blade shows its brilliant brilliance even more.

"Khooth!"

In the midst of the explosion, Cold Moon drew a bullet, a draw, not a block. Su Bai used Hanyue as a badminton racket and drew the sniper bullet.

The bullet "smack" and fell backwards, and the speed was also extremely fast.

So fast that before the sniper could even react, the bullet had already returned, shooting through his scope and smearing his blood on the shattered lens.

His body bent downward, falling straight from the roof.

And at this moment, Su Bai had already put away his knife and turned back, and he needed to return to Mu Qingwu's side as soon as possible.

"With the cold moon, now in the face of a single gunman, I will not be afraid!" Although Su Bai's face was indifferent, he was actually hot in his heart.

Song Xifu really gave him a treasure that could not be measured by value.

If this legendary sword is auctioned, it is estimated that the price will be sky-high! Surpass the sky-high prices of all known lots!

Not only because of its legendary, its historicity, but also because of its material, which is even more precious, perhaps some unknown metal from outside the world.

And at this moment, Mu Qingwu is already in danger, her magazine has already been emptied, although she has received a lot of training in hand-to-hand combat, but it is still too reluctant to face dozens of big men alone.

There was already a wound on her arm, and she was constantly backing away.

Since the gunshots didn't go out, he believed that Su Bai should have dealt with the sniper!