Chapter 885, Do you have eyes behind your back?

The so-called sniper is to wait for people unprepared and attack suddenly.

To be honest, the ghost's behavior at the moment has gone a little out of line, and it has lost the most important and basic quality of a sniper - concealment.

Strictly speaking, snipers and killers are common in many ways.

Of course, killers can use sniper rifles, and snipers can be killers.

And the ghost was originally a killer, but it was not as high as Jesus on the world killer list.

This has always been where he is not convinced.

A guy who is greedy for life and afraid of death, and gives up tasks to betray his employer in order to survive, his ranking is actually ahead of him, which really makes him feel ashamed.

"Kill him." This was the only thought in the ghost's mind at this time. "Refresh the ranking of the killer list, and also get rid of a team's scum."

He quickly searched for a target in the scope, then pulled the trigger on Jesus on the boulder.

Once again, however, the bullet missed. As if with a premonition, Jesus jumped off the boulder one step ahead.

"Interesting." After the ghost misses a shot, not only is it not lost, but there is a sense of anticipation in its heart. If Jesus, who was in front of him, was killed by himself so easily, then what is the point of the existence of this killer list? What is left of their quarrels and goals?

The ghost comes from a wealthy family, and he doesn't work as a killer to make money. It was only after he got tired of spending money that he thought of pursuing this kind of profession.

As soon as he entered the industry, he fell in love with this death game that gambled with his life.

You can't comprehend the anticipation of hiding in the shadows for hours and the nervousness of being discovered at any moment, and you can't understand the surprise of discovering your prey and the thrill and joy of your whole body when you pull the trigger to blow it up.

It's the most exciting and beautiful game in the world. This is incomparable to mountaineering, skydiving, diving, flying cars, and playing with women.

The ghost is no longer in a hurry, and it will not pull the trigger in a hurry.

He just stared at him with his scope and let him appear in his 'little computer'.

Watch him leap from side to side, watch him climb up and down, watch him appear and disappear at times -

He was waiting.

Wait for the prey on the screen to show a flaw.

At that time, he was going to kill with one blow.

The opportunity finally presented itself.

It was a cliff. The stone wall is as smooth as a mirror, and it is at a right angle of 90 degrees to the bottom, and it is impossible to climb up without the help of ropes.

This road is not working!!

If you want to go up the mountain, you have to go through a narrow 'sky path' that can only be stepped on one foot to reach the right and climb up from there.

Is it to climb a straight wall or to cross the sky?

Whichever path he chooses, it's the perfect time for the ghost to strike. Of course, he can also choose to throw in the towel and go back the way he came.

If he was willing to do so, the ghost could promise not to shoot him.

Because he is dead in his heart.

Jesus was also aware of this problem, so his body hid on the boulder and did not emerge for a long time.

"I don't know how to choose, do you?" The ghost said with a sneer. "Wouldn't it be nice to go to the God you believe in earlier?"

Abrupt -

Jesus' body came out, and he chose to pass through the 'heavenly path'.

With Jesus' skill, it took about three seconds to cross the Path.

Three seconds, enough for the ghost to shoot.

The ghost's hand gently pressed on the trigger, but it didn't exert force, he just made a full gesture of charging.

Jesus had just appeared, and he could have gone back.

He had to wait until he was halfway through to pull the trigger, and at that time he couldn't move forward, let alone back.

What awaits him is to be shot in the head by himself.

Yes, he has decided to blow his head out.

Ten, nine, eight, seven-

After counting four numbers, the ghost finally pulled the trigger on Jesus in the scope.

It was as if he had seen Jesus' grief-stricken face that was about to be cut off from the world.

Bang!

A strong recoil force came, but his body remained motionless. His eyes were fixed on the images on the night vision scanner without blinking.

Jesus is gone.

"Did you fall down after being killed?" The ghost couldn't be sure.

If he did, Jesus was too weak. It made him feel a little less exciting—the big battle he was looking forward to ended before it came, and he felt a little lost.

Moreover, he knew that he was going to shoot in this position. Why do you have to pass through here?

Sad that Jesus drank too much Huaxia Niu nǎi, and his IQ became very problematic?

If it didn't hit, the ghost couldn't believe it. He was clearly aiming at Jesus' head, subtracting the time it would take for the prey to be in and the time it would take him to dodge it.

He will surely die!

"Farewell." The ghost laughed silently. This visit to China is really rewarding, he will not only complete the mission, but also return with the record of killing Jesus.

But was Jesus really dead?

Thinking of the empty footage, he always had a trace of worry in his heart.

As killers, any abnormal behavior will be their justification. This is also the greatest guarantee that they can live.

He looked up at the time, and felt that the fire had burned long enough that no one would be able to get out of the fire.

So, he's ready to leave.

Quickly packed up the utensils, erased the traces of his existence, and then walked towards the back mountain with the box.

Halfway up the mountain, his body jerked forward.

Whoosh -

A bullet passed past him, and he rolled on the ground before he stopped behind a large tree that was more than a man thick.

Then he saw Jesus with a smile on his face.

"You're not dead." The ghost said coldly.

"Wouldn't you feel sorry if I killed so easily?" Jesus said with a smile.

"Indeed." The ghost said. The box he used to hold the sniper rifle in his hand had long since fallen off, and he now held a black sè pistol in his hand.

As he spoke, of course, his wrist was raised, and a shot was fired at Jesus' exposed head.

He is fast, Jesus is faster.

By the time Jesus noticed him raise his wrist, he had already started to dodge, took two steps back, and jumped into the bunker he had just come out of. Then raise the gun and start fighting back.

Bang bang bang -

Jesus fired three shots in quick succession, and the bullets flew in a triangular shape, locking the ghost's body behind the tree.

Then his body lunged forward, and after two ninety-degree rolls, his body was already close to where the ghost was hiding.

"You'd better not move." Jesus pointed a gun at the tree and said.

If the ghost throws in the towel, he won't be the top killer who can enter the killer list.

He knew that neither the left nor the right could strike, as soon as he appeared, he was in the range of Jesus' shè.

Underground - he won't go into the ground. It's also a very stupid choice to go up a tree.

He took cover from the trunk of the tree and threw himself straight forward. It's like the kind of 'fall on the spot' when a soldier is practicing.

His hands touched the ground, and with a hard push, an extremely agile and very standard carp straightened up, and its body rose into the air.

The person was in the air, but the gun in his hand was extremely accurate and fired two shots in succession behind him.

One of these two bullets flew to the left of the tree, and the other shot went to the right side of the tree, so that they could slightly block Jesus' pursuit after he lost his goal.

The movements of the two were completed almost at the same instant, and the speed was overwhelming.

If there are onlookers, they will surely suspect that this is a movie stunt.

What follows is a fierce forest shootout.

One flees in front, and the other chases behind.

The two men took cover in the terrain they could see, and they were constantly trying to knock each other down while dodging each other's attacks.

That's when the ghost really looks at Jesus.

Whether it's speed, awareness, or marksmanship, it's amazing, and the people who can make it to that list are really all monsters.

The hundreds of meters of the mountain were in the pursuit of the two in an instant, and it probably didn't take them more than five minutes to run from halfway up the mountain to the bottom of the mountain.

Fast.

It's just too fast.

When the flat ground appeared in front of them, they knew that the time had come to decide the victory or defeat, and also to decide life and death.

Hasten. Both of them accelerated at the same time.

It's as if it's not killing people, it's a race to see who gets to the finish line first.

The ghost's body floats high and is weightless as if it were a real ghost.

His face was facing forward, and he didn't even have time to turn around.

The pistol of the black sè pierced through the flank, and his right hand was able to rotate one hundred and eighty degrees.

Smack-

This shot, he was still aiming at Jesus' head.

He likes the feeling of a cracked head, like a big watermelon that has been blasted with a punch.

And his left hand was not idle, and a round grainy object of black sè was thrown backwards by him.

Ding――

The object screeched, and the silver flakes on it bounced open, spewing a silent, odorless, transparent smoke from the small circular holes.

Jesus' body seemed to have lost its physical habits, and when he was in a state of spurt, he suddenly came to a standstill. It's like a spinning top suddenly fixed on the table.

Where he stood, he straightened up the gold pistol in his hand.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Three bullets, each of which hit the ghost's body flying in the air.

No, it should be said that it is the head.

After a momentary pause, as if someone had planted a bomb inside, the ghost's head suddenly exploded.

He died at the gunpoint of Jesus in the way he liked.

Jesus was unable to dodge the shot from behind, resulting in a bloody hole in his chest.

He dipped his fingers in some of the blood that came out of his chest and licked it in his mouth, sneering at the ghost's body: "You have eyes behind your back?" Stupid. ”

This 'fool' was learned by him in Huaxia China, and he felt that scolding people was really powerful and exciting. He loved it.