Chapter 610: One Shot Crashes You
"I don't believe you really dare to shoot me!"
Andy Eliot turned his face slightly sideways, his left cheek pressed against the uneven, sandy and dirty ground.
His tone was more like a threat of canonization in turn.
A person who has never killed someone before would not dare to shoot lightly for the first time, and he forgave him for not having the courage to be canonized.
For Andy Eliot, there was a hint of provocation and a hint of contempt.
The canonization replied to him with a turn of the muzzle, and the muzzle of the black hole was directly against Andy Elliott's right shoulder.
He was bold and didn't even hesitate at all, and quickly pulled the trigger.
'Bang-'
There was a dull sound.
Because the muzzle of the gun was directly on Andy Elliott's body, the gunfire did not travel very far.
It's a jungle and not on the side of the street, so it's not a sensation yet.
Canonization directly replaced his answer with action.
After firing this shot, he immediately turned the muzzle of his gun and re-entered the major artery in Andy Elliott's neck.
"Uh-huh......****! You actually shot! ”
Under the powerful shooting power of the Desert Eagle Golden Shotgun at close range, Andy Elliott snorted in pain and immediately cursed.
He felt that his right shoulder must have been opened!
Almost as soon as he finished provoking and his words fell, he immediately turned his gun and opened fire, without even the slightest hesitation.
And, in his hand, he holds the Desert Eagle Gold Pistol, which has extremely perverted recoil.
It was true that the canonization shot with one hand, but after he finished shooting, he continued to act like no one else.
The muzzle of the gun still holds an important lifeblood for Andy Elliot.
Because of this shot, Andy Elliott's shoulder instantly bled non-stop, and the pungent smell of blood instantly permeated the two of them.
The pungent smell of blood wafting into Andy Eliot's nostrils seemed to be mixed with the savagery of this shot.
It also shows the ferocity of the people behind him, who kill decisively without dragging mud and water.
"One last time! Where is Alexander Gerry? ”
Compared with the previous two interrogations, the canonized voice was even more solemn, and there was a faint impatience that was about to lose patience.