Chapter Forty-Seven: Good Luck, Eat Chicken Tonight!

Just now, Dr. Ito had the nature of playing tickets, dealing with a group of third-rate policemen who were not at the level of the third-rate, he really couldn't lift his spirits, and now Xiaofu has made him interested.

How can there be a master of abuse?

Dr. Ito held his breath and slowly observed in the scope, trying to find the pattern of Xiaofu's running, but Xiaofu had received guidance from a master, so in the process of running, he changed the direction and the size of the pace randomly, and there was no pattern to follow at all.

The bullets are fast, and Dr. Ito's sniper skills are also very high, but Xiaofu is not a wine bag and a rice bag.

In this way, time passed bit by bit, and Dr. Ito fired three shots in succession, except for the third shot that hit Kotomi's left arm, the other two shots even touched a hair.

Even the shot that hit Xiaofu was only a little bit of skin.

Dr. Ito already sensed that something was wrong, because Xiaofu was already less than three hundred meters away from him.

However, a master always has the bearing of a master, especially Dr. Ito, the number one professional killer in Asia, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then continued to aim, Xiaofu's figure swayed left and right, moving very irregularly, suddenly forward, suddenly turned left, rushed forward, in short, gave Dr. Ito a lot of interference.

So, Dr. Ito was looking for feelings, looking for the feelings in his heart, the eyes could deceive people, but the heart would not, and the same was true for sniping, and finally he found that familiar feeling again, which was the feeling of mastering life and death.

But there was no Xiaofu in sight, and Dr. Ito still decisively pulled the trigger.

At this time, Xiaofu had been running for thirty seconds, and it was estimated that Dr. Ito should have shot a long time ago, but the other party didn't, so Xiaofu kept changing directions, and his heart also mentioned his throat.

This is really the speed of life and death, nine deaths and one life!

"Poof!" A gunshot rang out.

Xiaofu felt a fiery burning sensation coming from the left side of his body, and the clothes on the left side seemed to be wet, yes, it must have been shot, I didn't expect that the other party was a master among the masters, it seems that my speed is not fast enough!

At this time, Xiaofu thought of Ling Jing in his mind, remembered his elderly mother in his hometown, and then his body was weak, and he fell to the ground heavily, he subconsciously covered the wound on the left side with his hand, it didn't feel right, the wound was not so painful!

At this time, four seconds passed, but the gun still didn't go off, so his heart moved, and he deliberately struggled a few times to get up, but he still couldn't get up, and then fell heavily on the ground, and there was no sound!

Chen Jun, who saw this scene, got up in an instant, with tears in his eyes, although he didn't have much contact with Xiaofu, but the two hit it off at first sight.

People are like this, some people can be familiar at first sight, and some people can know at a glance that the two sides are not people of the same world.

Xiaofu's body not only has the excellent qualities of simplicity, honesty and kindness, but also the vigorous style of being sensitive, ruthless, and decisive, Chen Jun even thought about making him his successor to the Seraph, but he didn't expect it, he didn't expect it...

The crocodile guy also sat on the car with a slump in his ass, muttering to himself: "Impossible, impossible... It must be fake, it must be fake..."

At this time, on the top floor of a twelve-story building, Zheng Qiang, who had already found a good sniper position, also got the news that Xiaofu was sniped, his first feeling was that someone was shaking him, and the second feeling was impossible, Xiaofu was the king of killers! How could he die?

Zheng Qiang hurriedly lay down and watched with a scope, and sure enough, he saw Xiaofu lying on the ground and standing up...

Lying on Nima, Zheng Qiang jumped like thunder, lying on the ground, facing the Galaxy Center Building and began to look for the enemy's sniper, but the Galaxy Center Building is very vast, if the other party does not shoot and continues to look for it, I am afraid that he will not be able to find it tomorrow, but Zheng Qiang doesn't care so much, he wants to avenge Xiaofu.

At this time, Dr. Ito also silently put down the sniper rifle, he wanted to mourn for Xiaofu, a rare master, after all, the opponent is difficult to find, Xiaofu used death to win the respect of his Dr. Ito.

RB people are like that, even if they want to kill you, they will give you a respectful bow.

"Eight Tooth Road!" Just as Dr. Ito was about to mourn in silence, he saw an incredible picture, and then he burst into foul language, and the light and breezy appearance disappeared just now, replaced by a moment of anger.

Because Xiaofu jumped up from the ground again, and ran ahead quickly, by this time he was less than 100 meters away from the Galaxy Center Building, and Dr. Ito had already put down his sniper rifle.

Xiaofu's 100 meters obviously can't be broken for ten seconds, because this discipline needs to be broken by later generations, but under the threat of death, any kind of incredible thing can be done, for example, a mother can lift a car in order to save her child, this is not only a picture in the era of aura recovery, reality also exists.

So when Dr. Ito scolded, he reacted, at this time, he wanted to kill this liar who deceived his feelings, and said that he would cherish each other, but he didn't expect to become an orangutan and cherish each other, which is simply unforgivable!

"Poof!" "Poof!"

Dr. Ito fired two shots in succession, but he was not in shape, and both shots flew to Java.

Zheng Qiang, who was looking for Dr. Ito, suddenly heard two gunshots at this time, and then saw Xiaofu running fast, and his heart was suddenly happy, Xiaofu really couldn't be killed at this stage.

So Zheng Qiang followed the sound of gunfire and began to look for Dr. Ito, after careful inspection, he was finally found, Dr. Ito is also a master of the arts, maybe he felt that no one on Hong Kong Island was his opponent, so he stood straight with a sniper rifle, as if to say who is the enemy of the heroes in the world?

It's not arrogant, it's uninspiring, Madan's, are you a sniper or a machine gunner? Zheng Qiang scolded secretly in his heart, but this is also just right, Zheng Qiang said that there was no pressure to fight this kind of trick.

Now Zheng Qiang's attribute is not a tabula rasa, but has the strength of a sharpshooter, no matter what the conditions, there is a 100% chance of hitting the neck, a 90% chance of hitting the right hand, and an 80% chance of hitting the left hand.

So Dr. Ito's posture is the standard head-off.

The PSG-1 sniper rifle is one of the standard configurations of the Flying Tigers and one of the most accurate semi-automatic sniper rifles.

The gun is capable of continuously firing 50 rounds into a circle with a diameter of 8 centimeters at a distance of 300 meters.

In addition, Ito was standing again, and his neck was fully exposed, Zheng Qiang smiled faintly: "goodbye! ”

Then gently pull the trigger, "Bump!" The bullet shot out with a sound that broke through the air.

Zheng Qiang saw Ito Hirofumi fall in response to the sight.

Good luck, eat chicken tonight!