"Wait!" Seeing that King Yan Luo was about to shoot on the weekend, he suddenly raised his hand and made a pause.

"What, you're scared?" Seeing that the weekend was stopped, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in Yan Luowang's eyes, he thought about it, even if he regretted it on the weekend, he would kill the weekend, so while speaking, he suddenly pulled the trigger.

"Grass!" Suddenly felt a bullet shooting at him, and scolded him on the weekend.

His heart jumped to his throat, and the cold sweat was like not having the capital, and his vest was wet in an instant.

The moment the bullet came out, the feeling of near-death once again swept through every cell in Zhou Zhou's body, his eyes stared at the black pistol in Yan Luowang's hand, and after determining that the target of Yan Luowang's attack was his shoulder, his shoulder shrank suddenly.

Boom!

The bullet hit the sofa in an instant, only half a millimeter away from the shoulders of the weekend, and the clothes on his shoulders were torn apart by the impact of the bullets, revealing the bronzed skin on his shoulders, as if they had been burned, and the pain was scorching.

"Ha Lu Ha! Missed again......" Forced to endure the pain in his shoulder, and the weekend laughed so hard that he grinned heartlessly, "Ha Lu Ha...... Yan Dong...... As far as your marksmanship is concerned, I think I will practice it for a few more years...... Ha Lu Ha ...... Ha ......"

"Look for death!"

The laughter of the weekend had not stopped, and a trace of killing intent suddenly flashed in King Yan Luo's eyes, and he had to say that it was undoubtedly a shame for him to miss both robberies.

The reason why he asked for the weekend was to kill the weekend. So, after a foul slate, he pulled the trigger again.

Boom!

The bullet came out of the chamber with a dull thud.

The weekend's laughter came to an abrupt end, and he slammed into the back of the sofa.

He is fast, but how can he be faster than a bullet?

The bullet that was supposed to hit him in the center of the eyebrow was suddenly dodged, and the bullet suddenly hit his shoulder, where his clothes were torn by the previous bullet.

"Ahh

With a scream, Weekend was like a nimble leopard, hiding behind the sofa in the blink of an eye, using the sofa as a shield, he squatted behind the sofa, panting constantly.

Eyebrows and eyes glanced at the shoulder, a bloody patch!

The shoulder is an important part of the upper body connecting the arm of the human body, and there is a very important shoulder joint here, once the shoulder is injured, even the flexibility of the whole arm will be affected.

It was also thanks to the weekend's urgency and wits that he suddenly forced the dark energy to his shoulder at a critical moment, which slightly blocked the power of the bullet into the body, so the bones of the weekend were not injured, but only the flesh and skin.

However, even so, the heart-rending pain made the weekend exhale in pain: "Ah! ”

King Yan Luo couldn't see the weekend hiding behind the sofa, because the weekend was so well hidden that the slightest flaw was not revealed, but the more this happened, the more angry King Yan Luo became.

How could it not have hit the center of his eyebrows? I'm aiming at his eyebrows!

King Yan Luo even began to wonder if there was something wrong with his marksmanship, after all, there were too many bad luck things pressing on him recently.

"On the weekend, there's a third shot, you get out of here!" As soon as King Yan Luo's words came out, he suddenly swept the two bodyguards holding machine guns at the door with cold eyes, the meaning couldn't be clearer, if he didn't come out on the weekend, he would shoot with machine guns.

It was as if he could sense King Yan Luo's thoughts, and before King Yan Luo decided to shoot with a machine gun, he suddenly stood up from behind the sofa.

The gunshot wound on his right shoulder with his left hand, when he stood up on the weekend, not only was his face pale and bloodless in pain, but even his body was trembling slightly.

King Yan Luo raised his hand again, and the gun pointed at the weekend ten steps away: "Come towards me, hurry up!" ”

"Uncle, I hope you won't regret what you did today!" Zhou Zhou smiled coldly, seemingly raising his feet in an ordinary manner, but the sofa in front of him was kicked off by him from the middle, bluffing the bodyguards under King Yan Luo to look at each other one by one.

Immediately, the weekend raised his feet and walked towards King Yan Luo step by step.

He walked very slowly, like a toddler, and like an old man who was over the age of six, walking gently towards King Yan Luo step by step.

Soon, he was originally ten steps away from King Yan Luo, and he was already within eight steps.

Bullets hit targets farther away and targets closer with no less power!

Within eight steps, both the power and accuracy have increased countless times.

It was clear on the weekend that if he was one point closer to King Yan Luo, even if he was an immortal, he would not be able to escape the fate of being killed by a single shot.

His eyes were staring at the gun in King Yan Luo's hand, as if there was a torrential beast hidden in the gun's eye, and he was so nervous that he could even hear his heart beating wildly on the weekend.

This feeling is like a peak duel between two peerless masters in the martial arts world, but if one side shows a flaw, the end is death!

Beads of sweat the size of beans slid down his forehead little by little, some fell directly to the ground, some slid across his face, and some gathered on his eyebrows.

A pea-sized drop of sweat ran down Weekend's eyebrows, little by little, towards Weekend's eyes.

Seeing this drop of cold sweat, King Yan Luo seized the best opportunity to shoot, and he was waiting for that drop of sweat to fall into the eyes of the weekend.

A large clock hangs on the wall of the office, because it is so quiet that the sound of the second hand turning is clearly audible.

Tick!

Tick!

Tick!

When the second hand rang three times, the drop of cold sweat suddenly disappeared into the eyes of the weekend, and the eyes were bitten by the salt of the sweat, and the weekend subconsciously squinted.

Golden opportunity!

It was also at the same time that King Yan Luo pulled the trigger, and a bullet suddenly shot towards the center of Zhou's eyebrows at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye.

Boom!

"Good time!" Weekend suddenly screamed, the arm that had been hanging down because of the gunshot wound in the shoulder was suddenly thrown out like a whip, and the five fingers changed from palms to claws, not only did not dodge, but centered on his eyebrows, and suddenly slapped out.

Click!

The five fingers suddenly came together, and the knuckles made a crunch because they were too hard.

Immediately, the whole person who had been standing in place fell backwards, his feet did not leave the ground, and the ground of the white floor rubbed against the sound of rustling.

After taking three steps backwards in a row, he stopped abruptly on both feet on the weekend.

The five fingers blocking his eyebrows have been clenched into fists, and blood flows out from his fingertips, falling to the ground drop by drop, bright red and bright red, shocking!

Table tennis!

The fist was released, and a bloodied bullet fell to the ground.

For a moment, the audience was as silent as death, as if the dozens of people in the audience were air.

Tick!

The rotation of the second hand once again made a clear sound, and only one second passed from the time King Yan Luo fired the gun to the time when he threw away the bullet caught in his palm on the weekend!

Tick!

Tick!

Tick......

Time passed second by second, for a long time, for a long time, Yan Luo Wang stared at the bloody right palm of the weekend, and exclaimed, "You actually caught the bullet?" ”

"Yes, I survived all three shots!" Weekend smiled faintly, of course, when he laughed, the corners of his mouth were trembling all the time, it was obvious that he was in pain, and suddenly, a trace of wanton ruthlessness suddenly flashed in his eyes that were so clean that they were almost pure, "Since I took your three shots, why do I have to give you a big gift?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the right shoulder that was shot on the weekend suddenly sank, like an old turtle at the bottom of the sea shrunk its head, and the next second, the sinking shoulder suddenly stiffened, and the bullet that went deep into his flesh was blatantly forced out of his body by him with dark energy.

The flying bullet hit the shoulder of King Yan Luo's spear-wielding arm with incomparable precision, deep into the flesh and bones.

"Ahh King Yan Luo screamed, and the whole person was knocked upside down by the bullet.

"Boss!" Seeing this, the bodyguards exclaimed in surprise and aimed their pistols and machine guns at the weekend.

"Humph!" On the weekend, his eyes were fast, and almost a second before these bodyguards reacted, the whole person rushed directly towards King Yan Luo, who was flying upside down.

He came first, and in an instant, he grabbed King Yan Luo's throat, and as for the black pistol that King Yan Luo had just used, it was on King Yan Luo's head at this time.

"I hope your boss's head is blown up, just shoot!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

The speed of the weekend is too fast, this speed has almost subverted the thinking of normal people, and for a while, all the bodyguards look at the weekend as if they are looking at ghosts, they raise the guns in their hands, and look at each other one by one.

"Throw all your guns on the ground!" Weekend outburst.

The words of the weekend were like a god pronouncing a sentence, and no one would disobey his orders, even the few bodyguards with machine guns in their hands obediently threw their weapons on the ground, and then squatted in the corner with their heads in their hands, without the slightest temper.

"Dong Yan, the so-called willingness to gamble and lose, is it time for you to fulfill your promise." On the weekend, when he saw that all the bodyguards were squatting down with their heads hugged, he was obviously very satisfied, and when he looked at King Yan Luo, his face was kind.

"You...... Ahem......" Horror flashed in King Yan Luo's eyes, and he said innocently in a coughing voice, "You pinched my neck...... Ahem...... How can I speak......"

"Sorry, hehe." After listening to King Yan Luo's words on the weekend, he finally took back the hand that was holding King Yan Luo's throat, but the other hand that was holding a gun and staring at King Yan Luo's temple did not move at all, and was as solid as a rock, "Can you say it now?" Tell me, what kind of disease is the greens! ”

Although Yan Luo Wang was reluctant, he still said: "My sister was diagnosed with leukemia when she graduated from high school. ”

Bang Dang!

Hearing this, the black pistol held in Zhouzhou's hand fell to the ground in response, and the head of the gun hit King Yan Luo's foot, causing the latter to open his mouth wide and dare not take a breath.

"White ...... Leukemia ...... "The brain on the weekend was short-circuited all of a sudden, and everyone knows about leukemia, how can he not know it?" He looked unwilling, "How can it be leukemia...... What would be leukemia for ......"

Seeing the weekend's somewhat dazed look in his eyes, a hint of imperceptible softness flashed in King Yan Luo's eyes, he paused, and said, "Weekend, do you know the way?" Because of your relationship, my sister has been reluctant to undergo chemotherapy with peace of mind, and this time she fled from the United States to see you again......"

At this time, on the weekend, his mind was full of Yan Qingcai's pale cheeks and blood marks on his body. Paleness, manifestations of anemia. Red marks on the body, a sign of bleeding.

On the weekend, I wanted to tell myself that King Yan Luo lied to him, but when I thought of the inexplicable red marks on Yan Qingcai's body and her pale face......

After being silent for a long time, he asked King Yan Luo on the weekend: "If you go to the United States, can you be cured?" ”

"She's already delayed the best treatment." King Yan Luo shook his head with a wry smile, and said in a very unwilling tone, "The doctor doesn't dare to guarantee a 100% cure. ”

"What are the odds of success?" Weekend felt a pain in his heart and asked again.

King Yan Luo raised his hand and stretched out three fingers: "If the operation is carried out within three days, there is a thirty percent chance of success, and if she is not sent to the hospital after three days, there is only one percent chance of success." ”

"I'm going to convince her to go for treatment right now." After saying this, he turned around and walked out of the office.