It's already chilly in North America as Christmas approaches, but at this time, Geralson's back to the window is not as strong as the chill in front of him.

The cigarette from the corner of his mouth burned slowly, and the soot spread, but Geralson didn't bother to bounce off the ash, he just stared at the staircase at the end of the hallway.

It was pitch black in the hallway, except for a dull footstep approaching, the sound was dull, and it seemed that every node had stepped on Geralson's heart.

Subconsciously, Geralson slowly stretched out his hand and pulled out his own matching gun from the inside of his jacket.

It was a Beretta M9 with a total length of 217 mm, a weight of 0.96 kg, a muzzle velocity of 333.7 m/s, and an effective range of 50 m......

This gun followed Geralson for many years, flew many missions, and wounded and killed more than ten gangsters.

As the old friend clenched his hand and felt the pattern on the grip, Geralson felt a slight certainty in his heart, and then stared at the dark corridor.

It seemed that only a few seconds had passed, and then several minutes had passed, and when the approaching footsteps reached the staircase, Chen Chen finally saw a man in a trench coat and a top hat appear at the end of the corridor......

This person is about 1.8 meters tall, of medium height, wearing a black trench coat, a black scarf, and a black jazz hat, looking from afar, like a patient who has come to the hospital to see a doctor.

The brim of the jazz hat and the scarf obscured Geralson's gaze, making him unable to see the other person's face clearly.

Seeing this scene, Geralson not only did not relax, but his heart tightened, he slowly raised his pistol and aimed at the mysterious man dozens of meters away.

"I'm a federal investigator, this gentleman, please stand at once!"

Jerason's voice echoed in the empty corridor, sounding abrupt, but the mysterious man in front of him didn't care at all, he still kept his head down, and insisted on approaching Geralson.

"I'll warn you again, stop now, stop me!"

Geralson gritted his teeth and warned again.

However, the second warning was still ineffective.

Seeing this, Geralson had already determined the identity of the other party, he simply aimed at the opponent's right thigh, and then hooked his fingers and decisively pulled the trigger!

"Bang!"

A violent gunshot broke the silence of the night, echoing through the hallway, but Geralson's pupils shrank and he looked shocked.

Because he could see it clearly, the moment he shot himself, the other party actually swung his right thigh slightly, and directly dodged the bullet!

Is it a coincidence? Still is......

As if he understood the horror of the other party, Geralson no longer kept his hand, he aimed directly at the opponent's chest, and at the same time pulled the trigger again and again!

Bang bang!

A series of gunshots came, but at the same time as he fired, the mysterious man suddenly became short, and his body suddenly trembled as if he had been electrocuted, bending his body at a lightning speed!

Suddenly, all five bullets missed!

Looking at the mysterious man who continued to move forward as if nothing happened, Geralson only felt that his scalp was exploding, and the other party could even fire more bullets? How can it be!

Suddenly, Geralson saw a gap in the corner of the mysterious man's clothes cut by a bullet, and he immediately realized that the reason why the other party was able to dodge the bullet was only because the other party had been staring at his fingers.

The other party calculated the ballistic landing point at the moment when his finger pulled the trigger, so in the eyes of ordinary people, it seemed that he had dodged the bullet, but it was not.

It's a prejudgment!

This kind of prediction is impossible for ordinary people to achieve, after all, the speed of bullet discharge is as high as more than 300 meters per second, which is not the speed at which humans can react, and if you want to avoid bullets, there is no way except to predict in advance!

Thinking of this, Jerralson simply covered his fingers that pulled the trigger left and right, and aimed at the opponent's head again.

"I can't see my fingers crooked, I'd like to see how you can hide!"

Geralson muttered in a low voice, and then pulled the trigger again with a cold expression!

Syllable!

However, the moment he pulled the trigger, Geralson suddenly saw a flash in front of him, and only the rapidly enlarged figure of the other party was left in his entire line of sight!

The speed of the other party was so fast that it almost squeezed into Jerrard's eyes in a devastating posture, and before Jeralsen even completely pulled the trigger, the barrel of the gun was firmly held by a palm like a steel claw!

Not good!

Geralson's pupils shrank, and at this time, the barrel of his gun was held by the other party, and he was already in a state of empty hang-up, no matter how he pulled the trigger, he couldn't fire half a bullet, so he could only simply pull back and kick the opponent's lower body at the same time!

With the strength of the special forces for many years, whether it is a man or a woman, as long as he kicks the lower body, he will immediately lose his combat effectiveness!

However, this kick was destined to fail, only to see the opponent take a step back slightly, and this kick was completely miscarried, and at the same time, the opponent's counterattack was very simple, that is, to raise his right fist and blast it towards Geralson's chest in a devastating attitude!

As soon as Jerrason kicked a kick, he didn't have time to dodge, but years of fighting experience still made him subconsciously raise his arms and cross across his chest!

Click!

It's a pity that the opponent's fist didn't touch Geralson's arm at all, but pierced through the gap between his arms at a more tricky angle, directly shattering his sternum!

"Ahh

A trace of blood immediately overflowed from the corner of Geralson's mouth, and his remaining will to fight caused him to poke into the mysterious man's eyes, but he only managed to reach a jazz hat and take it off the other's head!

Suddenly, a pair of eyes that were so cold that they barely looked like humans appeared in front of Geralson.

Geralson quickly retreated to the window, clutching his chest in a look of horror.

What kind of eyes are they......

Geralson has seen countless eyes, some vibrant, some dark, some murderous or merciful...... But no matter whose eyes it is, they are not as lifeless as the person in front of them, and there is hardly the slightest anger of the living!

"What the hell are you monster......

Geralson muttered under his breath, then gritted his teeth and slammed into his back!

Suddenly, only to hear the sound of glass breaking, Geralson completely broke through the barrier of the window and fell directly downstairs!

Now this is no longer the time to care about the lives of colleagues, and if you fall downstairs directly, you may not die, but if you continue to face the monster in front of you, you will definitely die!

This moment was the only thought in Geralson's mind.

All this only happened between the lightning and flint, if you look at it from the perspective of ordinary people, the two sides only fought for a moment, but in these few snaps of time, the two sides experienced gunfights and hand-to-hand combat, and Geralson, who retired as a special forces ace, was abused like a child in front of the other party!

Just when Jerrasson was ready to be thrown to death, suddenly his chest tightened again, and the other party's big hand actually leaned out of the window directly and grabbed Gerrardson's collar!

Finished......

At this moment, Geralson was cold, and the despair in his eyes could no longer linger......