"Bang Bang ......"

The moment Xiao Leng landed, he felt that his internal organs were disrupted by Long Zhan's punch, and under the gravity of free fall, they were completely messed up into dumpling filling, but he didn't care about the pain caused by his body at this moment, as if this pain had already completely deprived him of all the reflex arcs of his nerves at the moment when Long Zhan was about to end his life.

"Type 95 self-defense pistol? Tenths of a second? ”

These two consecutive words of self-talk made his almost pale face instantly return to blood, because he was too familiar with this gunshot, too familiar with these two consecutive gunshots, because the interval between these two gunshots was almost less than a fraction of a second, except for Mo Yun, who else could shoot at such a speed?

"Blood wolf! You must help Twelve get revenge, this kid has abolished Twelve! ”

Xiao Leng almost roared out with a crying voice, at this moment, he didn't know whether his face was cold sweat or tears, in short, he pinned all his hopes and the honor and disgrace of the dragon claw on Mo Yun's body, but what he didn't know was that the dragon claw had been completely dissolved the moment Mo Yun went up the mountain.

At this moment, less than a hundred meters away from Xiao Leng, a figure flashed out from behind the tree, with empty sleeves and standard sunglasses, who is Mo Yun?

Although the dark sunglasses covered Mo Yun's eyes, his dignified face had already told everyone that Long Zhan was very tricky, because the continuous shots with an interval of no more than 0.1 second were cleverly dodged by Long Zhan without any suspense.

Thinking of the original Longbeishan Prison, Mo Yun's three consecutive shots, and even the interval between each shot, were much longer than now, but he was still able to accurately hit the hair-like conductive silk on Long Zhan's chest, but now, his two consecutive shots didn't even touch Long Zhan's clothes, but thinking that Long Zhan, who showed his second personality at this moment, was no longer the child who was so weak that anyone could trample on it.

If Mo Yun was skeptical of Sun Haitao's so-called Flying Dragon Long Fist to inspire the second violent personality, then now, he is undoubtedly convinced of the second personality!

And when Long Zhan fired the first shot from Mo Yun, the perception of the pores all over his body was instantly enlarged, as if every pore on his body was an accurate radar, so before Mo Yun fired, he had enough time to throw Xiao Leng out of his hand, and then skillfully dodged the two shots and hid behind a tree.

At this moment, the dragon battle hiding behind the tree is not like a panicked prey that encounters danger and is caught off guard, on the contrary, it is more like a hunter who has met enough to compete with him, and is even ready to take down the other party to show his strength, because the corners of his mouth still have a smile of excitement, this smile is like the smile of death, cold and with a longing for blood!

In the face of Xiao Leng's shouts and roars, Mo Yun didn't speak, but walked slowly towards Xiao Leng with a solemn face, while in his left hand, he was still holding the self-defense pistol that had just fired two shots, and pointed straight at Long Zhan, who was hiding behind the tree, as vigilant as a frightened prey.

The distance between Mo Yun and Xiao Leng was less than a hundred meters, but this distance was extremely long for Mo Yun, and every step he took was cautious, as if there was an unknown area full of mines under his feet, and the slightest carelessness would completely kill him and Xiao Leng here.

"Blade, can you go?"

The blade is Xiao Leng's code name, Mo Yun has set himself in the war at this moment, his left eye, hidden behind his sunglasses, is like a laser, staring fiercely at the dragon battle behind the trunk, for fear that this walking nuclear weapon will inadvertently make a critical attack!

The reason why Mo Yun asked Xiao Leng if he could go, because the dragon battle at this moment is completely a demon, if Xiao Leng falls into the hands of the dragon battle again, this will not only make Mo Yun fearful, but Xiao Leng is very likely not to be so lucky, he may be pinched to death by the dragon battle at any time, or even used as a shield.

But before Xiao Leng could respond, his ears were shocked by the extremely explosive gunfire in Mo Yun's hand.

"Bang...... Bang...... Bang......"

Three more shots in a row, and the three golden bullets almost flashed across the edge of the trunk of the tree where Long Zhan had just dodged, but on the trunk, there was only one bullet mark.

In other words, the three bullets, under the extremely fast continuous fire, were fired at the same position at an angle that was almost unmistakable, so you can imagine how accurate Mo Yun's marksmanship was.

You must know that Mo Yun uses his left hand, and at the moment of shooting, his left hand not only has to overcome the influence of the recoil generated after the gun on the shooting angle, but also has to pull the trigger again almost without stopping, which requires his left hand to have stronger recoil than the self-defense pistol, and needs to aim more accurately than ordinary people.

The reason why Mo Yun opened the money was because at the edge of the trunk just now, Long Zhan's shoulder was exposed, although there was only a gap of less than a centimeter between him and the trunk, but Mo Yun still shot without hesitation, because he knew that this was Long Zhan testing, testing his strength, testing his marksmanship.

"Haha, Uncle Mo, you're finally here! It seems that the last time you shot down the gasoline incendiary bomb on my body three times in a row, it was not by luck, but that you yourself have such strength, haha, I am so excited, I don't know if your fighting is as strong and domineering as your marksmanship! ”

Long Zhan's voice was full of excitement, but also with sarcasm and anger, because the exposed shoulders just now were indeed Long Zhan's temptation, he knew that as long as Mo Yun had a gun in his hand, then he could only become a prey, and could not be transformed into a hunter, so he wanted to provoke Mo Yun and let him give up the gun in his hand and have a real duel with himself.

Although Long Zhan already held a military dagger tightly in his hand, he knew very well that this was completely the battlefield of the hot weapon era, so he had to eliminate the advantage of the opponent's hot weapon.

"Boom...... Rumble......"

Suddenly, several grenades were thrown into the location of Long Zhan, less than fifty square meters of dense forest, making a violent explosion sound, the fragments of the grenade, like a goddess scattering flowers, scattered in the dense forest, simply blocked by the dense tree trunk, but still made a hula, like the sound of death stepping.

Immediately, this dense forest fell silent again, but Long Zhan's face did not show any fear at all, because he knew very well that the dense forest he chose to hide, the density before the trees was enough to reduce the power of the grenade by at least four-fifths, and the effect of the grenade's small-scale bombardment could not be presented at all.

(End of chapter)