"First shot!"

The Ghost is a real monster, and his character, his actions, and even the bullets fired from the chamber of his gun as a sniper reveal his fanatical nature.

He is a "fire man" who burns all the time, and wants the flame at the end of the target's life to burn more brightly!

When he made his first sniper, I dodged with what I knew about him.

He likes to spend his opponent's life in the process of sniping, and let the opponent die in confusion, this way seems to show that his sniping skills and concealment skills are superior, and he has this pursuit, so this thing can become a weakness.

"Second shot!"

Hiding in his sniper corner, I threw the bluetooth out, and the first miss made him concentrate, and dynamic vision and reflexes were easily strengthened in this situation, so the moment he caught a moving object, he would shoot.

So, I tricked him out of his second bullet.

By this time, I could already wait to die!

Because the two missed shots had helped the ghost adjust the shooting state to the best, the trajectory of the previous shot was still in his eyes, and his spirit had returned to calm, and the hit rate of the third shot was 100 percent.

But I'm still consuming with him, and I'm betting on his dedication to his resume!

The ghost's resume is not stained, from his debut to the present, he has won all battles, the object of the ghost's order, and even before he committed suicide by drinking medicine, the ghost's bullet has been sent to his (her) brain, ending everything.

If that's the case, it's unlikely that the ghost will risk his resume.

When he moves to change sniper points, if I run out and flash into the darkness, he doesn't have time to shoot me, and then I am captured by the "eye", and he loses the chance to shoot me forever, then, the ghost's "flawless" resume is over!

Therefore, it is impossible for him to move, and he will wait for me to be impatient and kill me 100% at the moment when he reveals that little bit of vital point, so I will not move.

As it turned out, I was wrong!

The ghost moved, for some reason, and when I saw him, his third bullet had already pierced my leg, and the pain was so sharp that I fell to the ground.

Then the voice came again, urging me to crawl on the ground.

- Run! Come on!

- Hurry up! Mu Yang Xiao!

"Shut up! It's noisy! ”

Cursed in my heart, I could only crawl to the side, seeing that the fourth bullet would pierce my head, the "eye" came over, tried to stop him, and shot at him.

I gave him the high-imitation sniper rifle, and I knew the performance of that gun, so I didn't have hope that the "eye" would shoot to stop it, and I couldn't hit it.

But to my surprise, the ghost's fourth bullet missed, hitting the ground next to me, and dirt and small pieces of sand splashed on me and hit me in the face.

In the distance, I seemed to see the ghostly figure stand up, straight with the gun pointed at me, and the target was already my head.

- Is this a dead death?

I thought so and closed my eyes and waited for death, but the voice in my head reappeared and gave me an answer.

- Not yet!

- Not yet!

- Mu Yangxiao! Open your eyes! It's not over yet!

"Really?"

I opened my eyes and saw a young figure standing in front of me, holding a flashlight and firing a beam at the ghost, trying to stop his sniping.

I don't know if he will be able to stop the ghost, but I know one thing, the light of the flashlight shining on him seems to be the same as the light I see shining on the "Angel of Purity", so I decided to entrust the child to him.

The next moment, the pain that penetrated pierced my chest!

I was hit, I didn't hit my head, I was shot in the chest, and I laughed in my heart, feeling that I was extremely lucky, because I still had the strength to say what I wanted to say.

The pain was numb, and looking at that face, I wanted to say:

"Look for dogs at the gate!"

"There's a kid in the box!"

"The keys are in my pocket!"

As a result, I seemed to overestimate my own strength, and the words that came out of my mouth at some point became unusually short.

Gate ......

"Chest ......"

"Key ......"

I still want to give him the gate key, but I can't!

In a trance, it seemed that the moment when the soul was separated from the body, I heard a voice floating from the depths of my memory.

- Owl! Do you remember?

What to remember?

- Her name?

Blue blue?

- That's right, it's Lanlan!

Who is Lanlan?

- Owl! Don't you remember?

What do I remember?

- Blue Blue!

I said, who is Lan Lan?

- Owl! Blue Blue is ......

- Owl! Blue Blue is ......

- Owl! Blue Blue is ......

The voice became more and more urgent, and at the last moment, the painful body finally opened the dusty memory floodgates, and that sentence was about to come out in my heart!

- Owl! Blue Blue is ......

My daughter (your daughter)!

Tears burst out of the eyes in an instant, and after the lake of memory evolved into an ocean, it experienced a terrible wind, the sea was fierce, the waves rolled, and everything that existed in the sea was broken and then recombined into something new......

At some point, I returned to the viaduct and turned to look at the familiar and unfamiliar building, and I saw a blue-winged butterfly fluttering its slender wings on the top of the building, setting off an exaggerated storm.

When the wind rises, the blue butterfly takes off from the building, and even the sunlight is decorating the flight of the "angel", but when the slender and flawless body stagnates in the air, a flash of black stains it, and then, the butterfly falls from above.

In my uncontrollable horror, her beautiful wings were broken by the wind that came out of nowhere, and her poor broken body was still falling, about to fall into the endless darkness!

At some point, I reappeared downstairs in the building, and here I was, holding up my hands and catching the black butterfly that was already covered in bruises!

Looking at the trembling little body, a deeper sadness floated from the bottom of my heart, and the deepest and most painful memory images floated in front of my eyes at this time.

I don't really know what I've seen, I just know that I seem to have understood something and lost something forever!

I was at a loss for what to do with the butterfly, panic and madness worked on my nerves, tears welled up in my eyes again, and it became my best way to express myself.

I knelt on the ground, hugged this butterfly and cried, I lost my "angel" forever!

When the tears drowned the butterfly, I saw a miraculous scene:

At some point, the black color stained with it had been washed away by tears, the broken wings had grown back and become tougher, and the water droplets on the wings fluttering in the sun reflected the colorful light, and it flew again, in the most beautiful posture, before my eyes.

- Owl! It's Blue-Blue! Our favorite daughter!

In the colorful sunlight, the outline of the butterfly enlarged, gradually turning into a smiling face that I felt familiar from the bottom of my heart, tears sliding down my cheeks, and she stretched out a hand to me with a smile.

- Dad, thank you, Lan Lan is very happy, never so happy as now!

- Dad, Lan Lan likes you the most!

"Blue Blue!"

"Blue Blue!"

"My baby girl!"

When my hand held that warm little hand again, I still firmly believed:

The world is wonderful!

I am happy!