155 The demeanor of the king of guns

"Boss, six cups of instant noodles." Situ Mulian walked to the convenience store opposite the hospital and said hello to the little brother on duty. The little brother raised his eyes from the comics and saw a beautiful girl with a hot body, and suddenly felt good: "Wait a minute, I'll help you get it." ”

"Thank you." Situ Mulian stood at the door, stomped her feet, and sighed at her hands. Now that Hong Kong Island is gradually entering winter, I don't feel like anything during the day, but it is really cold in the middle of the night.

However, out of vigilance, she waited for instant noodles, and her eyes still glanced at the entrance of the hospital from time to time.

At this time, a black car stopped at the corner of the street, and a man in a black jacket, wearing a hat, bent down to take out a fruit basket from the car, and closed the door with his backhand.

Although he didn't see his face, this man's every move was very temperamental, and Situ Mulian couldn't help but take a few more looks.

I saw him carrying a fruit basket, lighting a cigarette, and walking around the side door into the hospital without hurrying.

Situ Mulian frowned, and just as her thoughts were about to diverge, she was interrupted by the little brother: "Beauty, do you want to add ham sausage to instant noodles?" ”

"Plus."

Situ Mulian turned her head, took out the change from her pocket, and decisively chose to add ingredients.

In the middle of the night, what could be more appealing than instant noodles? Thinking about it, it seems that the killer is worth her to give up instant noodles.

"Killer?"

Situ Mulian looked at the hot instant noodles, and the whole person was suddenly stunned in place.

…….

Peng Yixing pressed the cigarette butt on the trash can, exhaled a long breath from his mouth, and walked into the hospital building without any abnormality. The nurses on duty, noticing that someone was coming in, looked up and saw the fruit basket in his hand, so they continued to lower their heads to rest.

His figure quickly disappeared into a staircase, and as he walked the stairs, he casually shoved the fruit basket into the trash can.

Chen Jin stood at the door of the ward, raised the watch on his wrist, and felt a little hungry in his stomach, and couldn't help but say to himself: "Ah Lian is so slow, soak instant noodles for so long." ”

Suddenly, he heard footsteps of leather shoes in the stairs.

The guys present all smiled in unison.

"There's something to eat!"

The ghost guarding the elevator door, the closest to the staircase, set his eyes on the figure that was about to appear. But what appeared was not a familiar guy, but a strange man.

Ah Ghost's heart jumped suddenly, and he quickly stretched his hand towards his waist, and opened his mouth to call someone.

But before he could call out, a gunshot drowned out all the sounds of the night.

Bang!

Peng Yixing took out his gun with one hand, looked at the scope expressionlessly, and a bullet rushed out of the chamber and stuck on the elevator door.

At the same time, Ah Ghost's forehead was pierced by a bullet in an instant, and the plasma rushed out of the back of the skull, and with a pop, a blood stain splattered.

"Ghost!"

"The target appears!"

"Protect the witnesses!"

The moment the gunshots rang out, Chen Jin and the others held the guns in their hands, and at the same time, several bullets hit the door of the safety exit.

The whole hospital suddenly heard the sound of gunshots, and suddenly the alarm bell sounded, like a pot of boiling hot water. And this corridor on the fourth floor is like a boiling point in boiling water, gurgling and churning.

After completing the fatal blow, Peng Yixing took a step back slightly to avoid the first wave of counterattacks from the police. Then he held the gun in both hands, poked his head out violently, and banged two gunshots in succession. Two bullets pierced the man's head around the corner of the hallway almost at the same time.

Chen Jin only felt that the other party had a dodge, and the guy opposite fell on his back on the wall. But at this time, any sympathy is fake, and the most direct reaction in my heart is nervousness and trembling.

Unable to conquer this nervous newcomer, perhaps fear. But since Chen Jin experienced the incident of the Ghost King Party and witnessed Ajie walk through the Ghost Gate, his heart is much stronger than before.

He lost his sense of fear in an instant, and instead because of his nervousness, his adrenaline soared and his body reacted too quickly.

The marksmanship during the special training was also fully exerted by him to the limit.

Almost as soon as the killer appeared sideways, there was a thud, and several bullets shot out in succession.

However, as if expected, Peng Yixing turned around in advance, slid sideways, dodged the bullet, and pointed the muzzle of the gun at the police in front of the ward.

Pull the trigger.

Aim to focus.

Shoot, move, shoot, move......

Brass-colored bullet casings fell from the chamber of the gun to the ground, and the sound of clanging bells sounded.

In Chen Jin's senses, he only felt that there was silence around him, and all his voices were filtered by his thoughts. Only the image of the two guys falling sideways was left, slowing down infinitely in his eyes......

With a pop, the bodies of the two guys slammed against the door of the ward.

At this moment, the picture quickly accelerated, and the muzzle of the killer's gun was pointed at his head.

Chen Jin almost instinctively pushed open the door, dodged and hid in the ward, holding a gun in his hand, leaning against the door, whirring and panting.

But these pictures, for Peng Yixing, were just expected, and they couldn't arouse half of the expression on his face.

Because of his countless exercises at the shooting range, he has already exercised a magical ability to predict.

Every arrangement in this corridor, every movement of the police, would be seconds in advance, and it would flash in his mind.

So now Peng Yixing is extremely calm, but deep down, he enjoys the pleasure of killing very much.

Only if you have killed someone will you know how exciting the bullet is when it hits the body.

This is also the reason why Peng Yixing does not need speed to dodge police bullets in advance. Because he has already predicted the point, every step is on the key.

If he takes one wrong step, he will die, but he has not missed it so far......

Of course, this ability does not come out of nowhere.

As for the layout of the corridor and the position of the police, he had come to the hospital a day in advance to step on the spot, and he had a clear understanding of this.

"One step... Two steps... Three-step ......"

Chen Jin counted the footsteps outside the corridor, and his cold hands were on the trigger. Although there was still a little time, he did not dare to change the magazine at all.

But there were only three rounds left in the pistol...... And the killer's marksmanship is like that of the devil.

"Jin Zai, you can do it!"

Chen Jin silently cheered in his heart, looking at the blood-stained corpse of the guy on the ground, and he was already ready to live and die.

Even if he exchanges his life for his life, he has to deal with the killers outside!

No matter what, the task given to him by Sir Li cannot be failed!

Ooh......

Chen Jin suddenly leaned out, picked up his pistol, and chose to take the initiative.

At the same time, Situ Mulian, who arrived in a hurry, appeared at the staircase with a gun.

Peng Yixing's ears moved slightly, squatted down on one knee, calm as always, and finally became nervous. His confidence is the same as he did five years ago in the shooting competition.

The muzzles of the three people's guns also formed a straight line at this moment, and three gunshots rang out in a row, followed by a beating, and the fourth gunshot.