"Guns!" Wang Hao looked at the crew and shouted directly.

His eyes wandered over the crew and others, he didn't believe anyone now, he didn't know if there was still an undercover agent of the other party here, so he had to be careful!

Especially when he knew that there were some special people in the crew, they were responsible for protecting Wang Hao, but now he didn't see the other party, which made him angry.

When he shouted this word, a person also ran to his side, stood in front of Wang Hao, pulled out a pistol from his waist, but did not hand it to him, but looked around carefully with the gun.

The man was a foreigner, perhaps Moroccan. He is the special person that Wang Hao knows. It was supposed to be the soldiers of his own country who came to protect him, but they couldn't do it.

Although China and Morocco have a good strategic cooperative relationship, it is still troublesome for military personnel to carry weapons across the border. In particular, they do not have any combat missions, but it is not allowed to agree to protect a person. In the end, Morocco decided to send its own people to take charge of the protection.

To put it nicely, they are responsible for protecting... But in fact, they didn't take it to heart, because they didn't know Wang Hao's origin, they only knew that he was a person with an identity, but Wang Hao was a member of the crew, so the people arranged below thought that this so-called protection was to protect the star from being disturbed by people nearby.

Morocco is relatively peaceful here, and there will be no desert bandits, so they don't care at all, and only arrange an ordinary soldier to come over to provide security, and even the other party only has a small pistol in his hand. How bad is the other party's professional ability? It's very simple, that is, when Wang Hao was injured and who was fighting, the other party actually ran over slowly, thinking that there was no accident at all.

But when he arrived at the person he was protecting, he realized that something had happened, thinking that there was a dead man lying next to him, with a clear wound on his neck, and the blood was no longer flowing, but there was a large pool of blood on the ground, and the scene here must have been very exciting. So he pulled out his pistol, but what he did was look around carefully, he was worried that there were outlaws around, that his life was threatened.

That's right, it's that he was threatened, as for Wang Hao? He didn't think about who was in charge of what task at this time, and his own life was the most important.

Wang Hao gritted his teeth and glanced at the other party, and then directly and quickly moved, and before the other party could react, he had already grabbed the other party's wrist, and with a reverse twist, he fell to the ground and snatched the opponent's pistol!

"Hold him down and don't let him mess around!" Wang Hao looked at the others and spoke, then took a step to the side, raised his pistol and aimed it at the person who had already started the car.

Everyone noticed Wang Hao's gaze, only to feel that this gaze was a little dazzling, and when they looked at them, their skin felt a tingling feeling, and they even found that his eyes were very scary, as if they were going to eat them!

This look... Let them think of the eyes of the tigers and leopards looking at the fawns on the TV when they watch the animal world, cold-blooded, violent, and looking at food.

Wang Hao's arm trembled a little, very slightly, but it had already made his aiming move lose its accuracy, and his left hand was raised and placed on the gun, holding his right hand tightly, making the gun a little more stable, but unfortunately it was still trembling.

His blood was bleeding so much that the blood stained his coat red on his back, and there was even blood dripping underneath, slowly, but it did dripping like raindrops.

"Bang~~~" The first shot was fired.

When Wang Hao fired this shot, he knew that he had made a mistake, and it was impossible for this shot to hit the other party.

Sure enough, the man heard the gunshots in the car, but he relaxed a little after taking a look, he hadn't been shot, there was nothing wrong with the car, he didn't even hear the sound of bullets hitting him. He held the steering wheel in one hand and a ball of cloth in the other hand over the wound in his abdomen, forcibly stopping the bleeding. He didn't have time for medical treatment, he had to get out of here first.

"!" Wang Hao gritted his teeth and scolded, and then his left hand gave up the posture of holding his right hand, but directly got his face and slapped himself hard!

He rarely swears, but this time he really couldn't bear it. Because he was angry with himself, he actually made a mistake to such a point, the enemy was close to him, and he didn't even notice that he had set a trap for himself, and he almost let the other party succeed, he really walked around in front of the ghost gate.

He himself knew that there would be danger abroad, but he didn't take it to heart, and he couldn't forgive himself for being so careless!

"Smack!" Another slap, he slapped himself again, it was very heavy, and the pale face on his face, which he thought had bled too much, had left palm prints, which were ruddy from the beating.

Everyone else looked at Wang Hao's movements in a daze, not knowing why he fanned himself like this, but they didn't dare to speak, even if it was director Lin Chaoxian. Guo Jiahao and Wang Yutian on the side also crawled out from under the sand, and just as they were about to speak, they saw everyone's serious expressions and Wang Hao's back. They were behind Wang Hao, and naturally saw the bloodstained clothes and a pool of blood on the ground.

They didn't dare to speak because they didn't know what was wrong.

Why did Wang Hao do this? Does he like masochism? Of course not! The answer was actually because he felt like he couldn't hold it anymore, he felt like he was bleeding too much, his eyes were a little ghostly and he wanted to close, and his head was a little drowsy. But he can't just go down, he has to get that guy done!

So he slapped himself twice, just to sober himself up. This was effective, and he obviously felt that he was much more sober, and his hand holding the gun was much more stable.

Aiming again, this time with more difficulty, because the man knew that his target had a gun, and he was shooting at himself, so he drove a little from side to side, and he didn't know if he was bleeding too much or if he was deliberately dodging the fire.

"Bang~~" Wang Hao shot out a bullet, he didn't stop, but instantly moved his right hand to the right a little bit, and fired another shot! "Bang~"

The bullets continued to shoot out one by one, until all the bullets in the pistol were all gone, and all sixteen bullets were fired, and then he stopped his movements, and his right hand hung straight down.

"Catch that person, and leave the body here when you're dead!" Wang Hao said a word to Lin Chaoxian, and then he fell.

But others are still a little stunned, especially Lin Chaoxian, who has been filming movies and TV series for so many years, and knows a feature...

And that is if someone runs. It is absolutely impossible for the people behind to shoot and die, especially if the shots are fired indiscriminately, almost all of them will not hit. And there is only one standard style of hitting, that is, aiming and shooting a shot and closing the gun, usually the kind is a big guy, one shot kills.

Wang Hao's appearance obviously belongs to the first type, in his opinion, he should not be able to die, turned his head to look, and sure enough, the car was still driving. He wanted to say something, but Wang Hao had already fallen.

"What about the medical team? Not yet! Lin Chaoxian also reacted that now was not the time to think about this, and hurriedly shouted at the others. The crew has a medical team, why hasn't they kept up yet.

"That, Director Lin...", the actor behind him said.

"What's wrong!" Lin Chaoxian asked impatiently, what else is more important than this at this time.

"That car... Stopped..."

Turning his head to look... The jeep, which had been driving far away, actually stopped slowly, but because the car was idling, the speed was very slow.

No, it's slower than idling, and the idle form without stepping on the gas pedal should also have a speed of seven or eight yards, but that jeep is fuller than walking....

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