At the same time that I saw this reflection, the owner of this reflection apparently knew that someone was approaching them. Without any hesitation, I turned my gun towards the intersection, and at the same time as I was facing it, someone leaned out at the intersection, and we both pulled the trigger almost simultaneously.

At that moment I felt a flash of fire in front of my eyes, and at the same time I heard the sound of gunfire in my ears, which was amplified by the narrowness of the space, and then I felt something fly out of my right side of my face against my face.

Nacho, who was in my right back, was shot, and the guy who was leaning out half of his body and shooting at us was also shot, quickly falling backwards. I continued to hold the muzzle of the gun and leaned against the wall on the right side as I aimed at him to shoot again, but just as I was about to pull the trigger, a figure suddenly flashed from the intersection, and suddenly stretched out one hand, grabbed my gun directly, and pulled it out diagonally above me, at the same time I noticed that the pistol in the other hand had turned towards me and was about to shoot at me.

I didn't have time to pull out my hand and pull out my pistol, or just hold down his hand holding it. So, while holding the gun in my hand, I immediately took advantage of the force he pulled outward, and directly pressed my right shoulder against this guy's chest. Just as I bumped into him, the gun in his hand rang out. It's just that the shot didn't hit me because of the impact, but hit the wall on my side.

The man lost his center of gravity after being hit and staggered backwards, but the hand holding my gun did not let go, and he knew that if he let go of this hand, he would be the one who was shot in a second. So he grabbed my gun as he tried to hold his center of gravity backwards and prepared to continue shooting at me.

I quickly followed a few steps and rushed towards him, lifting my foot and kicking him in the stomach as soon as I got close. At the moment he was retreating and could not avoid it, and sat back after taking the kick firmly. The hand that had been holding the shaft of my gun was also sent away, and the pistol in my right hand also came out of my hand and fell to the ground.

But just as I was about to turn my gun and prepare to shoot again, a dark shadow suddenly pounced on me from under my side and slammed into my left arm. I had a wound on my left arm, but this time it directly made my eyes bloom, and at the same time, my left arm was painful, and I let go of my left hand holding the gun, and the whole person slammed into the wall on my side diagonally.

I steadied myself because of the wall, but the shadow didn't stop, but quickly pounced again. This is supposed to be the guy we shot just now, I don't think he was killed. The shadow pounced and pressed the gun against the wall next to me, and at the same time I noticed that the guy I had kicked to the ground had crawled to the side, presumably to pick up the pistol that had been thrown to the ground.

I immediately turned my head to look at the guy in front of me, who seemed to use all his strength and weight to push me against the wall, so that his face was not far ahead. And his hands were holding my right hand with the gun, and with the other hand, he was holding my left arm to keep me from moving. I slammed a headbutt on this guy's face, and at the same time as a burst of Venus in front of me, I felt this guy's body shake violently, and then suddenly lost his strength, but it was only for a moment that this guy started to exert force again.

But that moment of exhaustion had already given me a chance, I quickly let go of the hand holding the gun, and grabbed the guy's collar with my left hand, because I was behind the wall, so I didn't have enough space to swing my fist, so I could only bend my arm, swing my right big arm, and smash my elbow directly into this guy's left face.

This hit was very heavy, but it only made the strength on this guy a little less, but the whole person still did not lose consciousness and did not let go, which was completely desperately buying time for his companion on the ground. I didn't have time to look at the guy who went to get the gun, and I didn't have to pay attention, because I knew he would be able to get his hands on the gun soon.

I immediately raised my right hand again and grabbed the man's left ear and tore it to the right side, while raising my left arm to pick up the clothes on the man's chest, and pushed him to my right side with the pain.

This person was in pain, and because the center of gravity was unstable because of the previous attack, he was pulled directly by me by me with such a tug. And just as he stood in front of me, a shot rang out from behind the man. Two shots hit the man in front of me in the back. The man threw himself on top of me as if someone had pushed him hard from behind him, and I fell against the wall next to me.

At the same time as I fell to the ground, I heard the same gunshots coming from the intersection behind me, and a gunshot rang out on the other side, deeper down the alley.

I quickly turned my head to look at the place where the last shot had been fired, and saw a dark figure in the alley, and he immediately turned and ran out further after the shot. I immediately pushed the guy who was pressing on top of me, freeing my hand to take out my gun and shoot, but the figure quickly disappeared into the darkness and was quickly gone. I got up from the ground and looked at the other guy on the other side, who was now lying on his back, still holding a gun, apparently dead.

I turned my head again to look at the other side of the intersection, and at the side of the intersection, I saw Nacho already sitting on the ground against the wall. I quickly came to his side, and in the darkness I couldn't see exactly where he had been hit, but I could vaguely see him disappear after opening his mouth.

I quickly recalled what had happened in a split second, that Nacho had killed the guy who was about to shoot me, but had killed his own man because of his struggle. And just as Nacho was shot, another person, the target we had been chasing, shot him from the shadows.

I got back on my feet and continued to chase forward. I hadn't gone far before I stepped on something on the ground, and when I looked closely, it was a pistol that had been abandoned on the ground. It seems that the target is already out of bullets, and the pistol has turned into a superfluous thing for him.

I put the communicator back on as I ran, and after putting it on, I tried to contact the others, but I don't know why I didn't get a response from anyone after a few contacts. I pulled out my phone while holding the gun, and after a quick flip through the address book, I pressed B1, which represented Krzhakov.

May Day!!! Have a great holiday everyone. At the same time, the monthly pass during the May Day period is doubled. Remember to cut the fat. Hahaha

(End of chapter)