Shang Di held a black sniper rifle in his hand, and his body kept running into the distance. Just now, just now, when he was shooting at Wei Zhengfeng, someone actually chose the same time to shoot at the instructor, and he knew that there was still the same kind of existence in the dark shadows of the night here.

Now, his goal is to take out the sniper first. Because he was worried that when he fired the next shot, the opponent's bullets would hit him at the same time.

He will miss, and that's because people like Madman Wei, who often touches the gun and rolls countless times in the rain of bullets, have long had an intuition about death that is far beyond ordinary people.

This may be the warrior instinct that arises from the best of humanity's users after mastering thermal weapons in order to adapt to the battlefield. This ability will make them have a violent sense of crisis when they are targeted.

In this way, you can avoid death in a moment when you can't do anything.

This point has been talked about by the boss and the instructor, and Wei Zhengfeng obviously has this ability.

Of course, he wanted to take out his opponent, not mainly because he was afraid of his own death, but because he was afraid that he would suddenly shoot again and injure the instructor.

Therefore, he must first talk about the other party to kill, must!

Shang Di's body was low, and his right foot kicked the ground fiercely, and his body rushed to the left in a fast run. He rolled lightly on the ground with his back, leaning against a raised stone.

After gasping violently twice, he turned around violently and silently observed the surrounding situation through the muzzle of the black hole.

On the other side, there was a cold black wind, and beyond that, there was only the deep night, which seemed to be able to swallow up all the light.

However, Shang Di had a feeling that his opponent was on the opposite side at this time, glancing coldly at this side, waiting to give him a chance to hit with one blow.

Shang Di gasped softly, he was able to insist on exercising himself in the process of being a pliers for many years, which showed how strong his willpower was. Although he knows the other party's professional quality, it is better than him who has only practiced for three months.

Because, even if he is afraid of these three months, he is fully committed to it, and he is also a rookie. A rookie who hasn't been on the battlefield.

But he didn't give up, he wanted to transform from a rookie to an old bird, in the words of the instructor, the first step was to pass the test of death.

If he wants to win, he can only make the most of his strengths.

Maybe he is not strong enough, not strong enough, not professional enough, but he has one advantage that the other party does not have, that is, stability.

To make pliers is to take out money from other people's pockets, and it is not okay to have unsteady hands and unstable hearts.

And how many years Shang Di was forced to do it, except for deliberately, he never missed once, and even, he could pick up ten floats in a pot of boiling oil in a few seconds, but he would not be burned a little.

It is because his hand is extremely stable.

Shang Di quietly held the gun, obviously a rookie, but the gun was as smooth as iron, and it didn't move at all!

He held himself up quietly, and then, as if he had discovered something, he jumped out.

Kenko Silk Boy is a sniper in the Yamaguchi-gumi. He originally served in the Self-Defense Forces of the Japanese Kingdom, and later, after two years as a mercenary in Africa, when he returned to the organization, he had become a rare sniper master in the organization.

This time, his mission is to assist the Sword Gate, eliminate the Covering Heaven, and especially have to kill the black clothes to avenge their young master.

After getting the exact information, he sneaked over almost as soon as Wei Zhengfeng and the others stopped. After finding a sniper point, I originally thought that the shot just now could kill the instructor of the catastrophe, but I didn't want to, but I was dodged by the other party.

But what surprised him even more was that someone chose to shoot him at the same time and at the same time.

Although both of them missed, the sword light silk man did not dare to be careless.

Because, the other party should be like him, a sniper master.

The night wind was still howling, but there was a faint hint of heat on the forehead of the sword light silk man. His grim gaze never left his sniper scope. This was the number two sniper location he had chosen.

If he could be allowed to shoot again, perhaps, he would be able to kill that Lu Hui.

It's a pity that he didn't dare, because he believed that the sniper on the other side was searching for the whereabouts of the other party just like him, and once he was discovered, he would have only a dead end.

The barrel of the gun in the sword light silk man's hand glanced slightly, and his fingers pressed tightly on the bolt.

Over there, the lights of the car parked on the side of the road had continued to turn on, and even, it began to slowly exit, but he didn't move as if you didn't hear anything anymore.

Opportunity, the most important thing now is who discovers the goal first, and then seizes the opportunity.

Found him, right behind the rock.

The sword light silk man suddenly paused the muzzle of the gun, and a hideous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, like an old fox who saw a rooster fall into his trap.

Then, his pupils shrank fiercely, almost subconsciously, his fingers pressed down, and then, he secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good. The whole person, as if he had been electrocuted, jumped up fiercely.

However, it was too late.

The figure that suddenly jumped up, fell down in one fell swoop, and then fired!

A crisp gunshot rang out, as if someone had coughed in the distance, and the sword light silk man fell down heavily.

On his chest, there was a blooming blood flower, very bright, but in an instant, it took away the strength of his whole body.

The sword light silk man twitched violently twice, and he only saw that his gun also fell. And then there's the boundless darkness......

"Where did the gunshots come from?" Mo Taiheng frowned, staring at the darkness around him with a gloomy face, and did not say anything about Lu Hui letting Wei Zhengfeng leave. Because he knew that in the battle between the two just now, Lu Hui did not have the upper hand.

Lu Hui squinted his eyes and gently glanced at the darkness: "One is the person of the Heavenly Tribulation, and the other, I don't know." ”

"So what now?" Mo Taiheng is not stupid, as soon as he heard it, he knew that in fact, in the matter of dealing with Wei Zhengfeng, the Heavenly Tribulation has always had its own arrangements. After all, they are two systems in the community, but when it comes to intimacy, it seems that the people of the Heavenly Tribulation should be closer to the boss. That's why Mo Taiheng asked.

Lu Hui glanced at the convoy that Wei Zhengfeng had left, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.

This is a talent, and because of this, he should kill him now, otherwise, God knows how many people who cover the sky will die at his hands in the future.

But, alas, he didn't succeed.

Forget it, perhaps, God deliberately kept such an opponent, so as not to be too lonely, right? Lu Hui pursed his lips with some stinky farts and took a breath of cold air. The wound on his leg was aching for a while.

"Leave this matter to me. Dark Iron Hall has just won the DL, and there are too many things to deal with. Lu Hui said softly, watching Mo Taiheng's eyes sweep down, staring at his right leg tightly, Lu Hui said softly: "This little injury is fine." ”

Mo Taiheng had no choice but to nod and agree, and only then did he turn around, and before he could get into the car, two gunshots rang out again in his ears. He and Lu Hui turned their heads in unison and looked in the direction of the gunshot.

Lu Hui's face sank even more, like a cheetah rushing out. Behind him, more than thirty Heavenly Tribulation Junior Brothers scattered in all directions, silently outflanking in the direction that the gunshots remembered.

Two snipers, apparently bumped into each other.

Shang Di was lying on the ground, his forehead covered with fine beads of sweat. He opened his mouth, his muscles lightly picked, and with a satisfied smile, he gasped for breath slightly, rapidly. On his leg, a bullet pierced wound was gushing and bleeding. Fortunately, it didn't hit him directly in the leg bone, otherwise, from now on, I am afraid that he would have to walk on crutches.

Of course, his condition is not much better at the moment, at least, within fifteen minutes, if he is not treated in time, he will also hang up due to bleeding or infection from the wound.

But he still lay motionless, as if all the strength in his body had been consumed with the shot just now.

He won, yes, because he was still alive, and his opponent had been reduced to a cold corpse.

The duel between snipers is so cruel. Because he often has only one chance to decide whether you die or live on.

But only he knew what a huge risk he had just taken.

He jumped up, and in the moment when he couldn't make a move, he shifted his body and fell, this is an action that only novices and rookies can do, so the sword light silk man paused, and it was this shot that made his shot a little later than Shang Di's action.

And if he hadn't jumped out in a hurry after realizing his mistake, he still wouldn't have died.

But he regarded Shang Di as a veteran, and since he was a veteran, when he knew where he was hidden, he would naturally deliver a fatal blow.

So, he died, at the hands of Shang Di.

God knows, this guy Shangdi is waiting for the moment when he jumps out on his own initiative.

It was a victory that was bought with one's own life, courage, calculation, composure, all indispensable.

Without a heart full of courage, he would not have ventured out on his own and suffered from the other party's shooting. Without a calculating eye, he will not anticipate his opponent's next move and use it, and without a calm hand, his bullets will not hit his opponent.

"Instructor, people are here!" A Heavenly Tribulation junior brother discovered Shangdi and hurriedly reported to Lu Hui.

Lu Hui ran over, and at the same time, a junior brother over there found the body of the sword light silk man.

"Stinky boy, it's just a third-rate guy, and you have to take a shot yourself, it looks like you've wasted your time in the past few months!" Lu Hui gently kicked Shang Di's ass: "Okay, get up, your opponent is dead." ”

Shang Di didn't argue, and got up honestly.

"Go and take a look in front of your opponent, and then the Heavenly Tribulation will deal with the scene, and the rest of you, go back with me!" Lu Hui turned around and left, his leg was injured, but his body was still strong, his steps were calm as usual, and only a slightly smiling voice came: "Well, find two people to support him, he is now a wounded." ”