A grenade whistled and grazed close to his body, and at that moment, Lang Zhan's right shoulder even felt the heat transmitted through the air; Another grenade grazed through his waist ~ abdomen, this time it was closer, and even Lang Zhan's nose smelled the smell of burning clothes. Eight?? One? Chinese Net =≠≈.≈8=1≠Z=≥.≥COM His heartbeat decreased by one beat, and at the same time, the kidneys began to contract dramatically, and a large amount of adrenal hormones erupted. His eyes had turned blood-red as he ran up to the second floor, and now, driven by a strong sense of crisis, everything in front of him was slowing down. In this special vision, he could clearly see that the bullets he shot ~ first hit the ground in front of Bucktooth, and then forward, when several consecutive hit the steel helmet on his head, finally one first sparked a flash of fire on the ground, and then hit him on the ground I don't know which part - Bucktooth has a lot of combat experience, although he is tall and big, the steel helmet on his head and the body armor on his body are not enough to give him complete protection, but he has always been facing Lang Zhan, Effectively control your own impact surface to a minimum. However, what he didn't expect was that Lang Zhan actually had such an ability, and he could quickly calculate the shooting method and trajectory during the battle. So until he died, his eyes were wide open, and there was no trace of fear of death in his eyes. Lang Zhan is a good man! A surprise shot directly broke his cervical vertebrae, causing him to become brain dead in an instant without eating a little pain.

Lang Zhan wasn't sure if he killed the bucktooth, but without waiting for him to take a look, in the continuous grenade explosion, there was a sharp pain in the chest and abdomen, and the muscle instinctive spasm there ~ The spasm had not eased up, the second round of blows came, three consecutive rounds of blows, he could no longer control his center of gravity, and he slipped under his feet and fell into the wall.

"Whew!" Completely unconscious, he let out a roar, he kicked hard with his left foot on the wall, and then when half of his body had fallen into the wall, his chest and abdomen were level with the highest part of the wall, he let go of the gun with his right hand, pressed the wall with both hands, and pulled the whole person up and threw out of the wall. Under his head and feet, his body was in mid-air, and a cold air arose at his tail vertebrae, and in an impossible place, his whole body muscles worked together, and the whole person curled up in a ball.

The bucktooth in front of him suddenly fell silent, and the owl didn't even pay attention to it with the afterglow of his eyes, and only Lang Zhan fell down from the wall in his field of vision at this time. Holding the gun in both hands, waist ~ abdomen and both ~ legs forced, he first slowly knelt on the ground, and then stood up again, when Lang Zhan changed to the outside of the wall, he exhaled lightly, and pulled the trigger with the index finger of his right hand. The shot hit Lang Zhan's left ribs, and with a slight bite of his teeth, the muzzle of the gun was fine-tuned, and he shot again. This shot hit Lang Zhan's left shoulder, and Lang Zhan's shoulder was splashed with blood. And he was about to fire the third shot, when there was suddenly a black hole ~ the muzzle of the hole in his field of vision, without thinking about it, he used his feet hard, his body leaned to the right, and pounced in the direction of the wall.

When he was shot in the left shoulder, the blood in Lang Zhan's body immediately boiled - it was like a spark suddenly dripping from a pot of oil, and the raging flames instantly engulfed his whole person.

The owl reacted instantly, lunging to the right, and in mid-air he fired another shot; Lang Zhan no longer knew what pain was at this time, or his consciousness had ignored the factor of pain. It's like a porcupine feeling the danger and will instantly open the thorns of the whole body, when the blood of the whole body is boiling, the muscles on Lang Zhan's body seem to have their own consciousness, under the unified command of the central nervous system of the brain, or contract or open, several muscle groups force in one direction at the same time, which can often make his part of the body have a displacement of 0.5 to 2 centimeters. It can only be described as the instinct of a beast, in the eyes of the owl, Lang Zhan's originally poor body suddenly blurred, and then he was horrified to see that this shot actually missed - he was obviously aiming at Lang Zhan's turtle's shrunken head, but the bullet grazed his left ear and flew over. Lang Zhan also fired a shot, which was also missed. And just as his right elbow began to touch the ground, he fired a second shot. Missed again, however, in order to dodge this shot, the owl landed and had a forward crawling movement, which made his next shot miss.

The right elbow and then the right hip, the right hip is in contact with the ground, and Lang Zhan's left hand is propped up on the ground. This almost instinctive action suddenly pushed too the wound on his left shoulder, making him feel so painful that he snorted~ snorted.

Lang Zhan is calculating, and he has a strong ability to calculate. The owl was also calculating, and that Vsk-94 was the reason why he chose to pounce to the right. However, he dropped the pistol in his right hand to grab the Vsk-94 on the ground, Lang Zhan's gun rang out, and the moment the gun rang out, the owl rolled backwards almost instinctively. And he was about to change his left hand to grab the gun, as if the tips of his left fingers were suddenly burned, and instinctively shrank back - a very timely reaction, because Lang Zhan had already half-crouched up and fired another shot. Very strange posture, just like pulling the muscles of his left leg during morning exercise, Lang Zhan's left leg is stretched straight, his right foot is half-squatting, his body is slightly right~ leaning, and his right hand is tucked in his waist, and the muzzle of the gun is raised. A little spark exploded on the road where the owl's left hand was withdrawn, and with a crisp crash, the owl pounced on Vsk-94 with his hands and feet. In the process, Lang Zhan was already half-crouching, he aimed slightly, failed to find a good impact point, and the muzzle was fine-tuned and fired another shot. The shot hit the trigger gauntlet of the Vsk-94, and the Vsk-94 jumped backwards, widening the distance between him and the owl. "!" The owl foamed at the mouth and its eyes were red. Lang Zhan, no, in his heart is Gabriel, Gabriel is too hateful. He almost killed every subsequent action of his life, and as a result, although the owl perfectly protected himself and did not give Lang Zhan a chance, he lost the opportunity. Instead of trying to retrieve the Vsk-94 muted sniper rifle, the owl jumped up sharply, crawling with his buckteeth on his hands and feet.

Lang Zhan's body was already standing upright, and he adjusted the muzzle of his gun as he strode towards the owl. The owl suddenly crawled towards the bucktooth as a surprise to him, but it was only an accident. After all, compared to the fact that he had to crawl three or four meters to reach Bucktooth's side, he could preempt people with a slight movement of his right hand. And as long as the owl shows a little flaw, he is confident that he will definitely kill with one blow.

should have realized this, the owl's body stiffened, and suddenly fell to the ground without warning, and when he lay on the ground, he was already facing Lang Zhan, and he used a helmet and body armor to protect his vital parts.

Lang Zhan's right hand remained still, but several shooting images flashed in his head. In the virtual trajectory, the owl's vital point was not injured, his teeth were light ~ biting, and his steps were a little faster.

The owl's heartbeat became violent, and a strong sense of crisis enveloped him, making him feel suffocated.

The master has made a move, and there is no room for the slightest negligence; In the confrontation between masters, a casual redundant action may give the opponent a chance to counteract or even kill with one blow. At this time, the most threatening means is to lead but not to lead. The distance is getting closer and closer, but Lang Zhan has not pulled the trigger for a long time, no matter what else, this characterization alone is already comparable to those old ghosts in the Assassin League who are famous in the underground world. "When did there become more of these characters among the angels? Gabriel! Gabriel! The owl's mind flashed through this thought instantly, and his mouth couldn't help but feel a little bitter. If Lang Zhan knew what he was thinking at this time, he would definitely laugh at him for thinking too much. The reason why he didn't lead was just because he felt that the time was not ripe, and there really weren't so many ways. As for any superfluous movements, this should be the product of the perfect combination of Adam Five and Lang Zhan - when a person's brain can be as precise as a computer, if the physical condition allows, it is natural to be able to do everything as smoothly as possible, without the slightest delay.

"Fight!" Such a thought jumped out of his heart, the owl bit his lip fiercely, stunned to use the pain to make himself more sober, and the left hand placed at the root of the left leg ~ leg ~ opened and clenched in order to better grasp the dagger there. There is no such thing as a sudden change in momentum, but all the muscles in his body tense in an instant, which is another kind of induce.

Lang Zhan kept his original rhythm and walked forward, keeping the pistol in his right hand in the best position so that the owl could hit him at the slightest move. The distance was still getting closer, as if he smelled the smell of victory, and the corner of his mouth on the right side was unconsciously curling slightly~.

With Nina's help, although Lang Zhan doesn't have much personal experience, he has his own knowledge of the so-called masters. And the owl is obviously in line with the positioning of the master in his heart. Such a person, who once gave him such a strong sense of crisis, is now suppressed by him on the ground, and he has absolute confidence that he will not make a single mistake before finding his life! Lang Zhan didn't think of himself as a bloodthirsty person, but the boiling blood made him enjoy the process—the thrill of dancing on the tip of a knife.

Six meters! Five meters! Four meters! When the distance between the two people was only three meters, when Lang Zhan could clearly feel the sound of blood rushing in the owl's carotid artery, he pulled the trigger, and the owl exerted all his body, like a leopard waiting for him, he first arched his body, and then pounced on Lang Zhan.

It's no coincidence that while Lang Zhan is steadily moving forward, the owl is also desperately ready. His ears twitched slightly, listening to every step Lang Zhan takes, and judging the distance between the other party and himself accordingly.

There was no loud gunshot, but instead there was a crisp "click", Lang Zhan was stunned, and his eyes instantly turned into copper bells; The owl's beak was slightly open, and the bite muscles were tattooed at the corners of his mouth because of excessive force, and the teeth that were clenched together flashed with cold light, and the expression on his face was hideous and proud, and his left arm was swung out, and a black death light came out of his left hand.

A bit of a dramatic turn, from Lang Zhan's point of view, the thief played a deadly joke with him - at the critical moment, the M9 pistol in his right hand actually jammed.