You can't see me, you can't see me, I don't exist, I'm false......

Fang Yan kept repeating these words in his heart, until he got into a dense residential area next to him again, and then slowly breathed a sigh of relief, leaned against the wall, looked back slightly at the open area he had just passed, and then turned back, stretched out his head slightly, and slightly observed the situation ahead.

"Da! Da! Da! ”

The gunfire rang out in the residential area ahead, and in the darkness, it seemed abrupt and piercing.

“piu！”

A slight sound like thunder immediately woke Fang Yan, and he turned his head vigilantly to look at the house opposite, and slowly, around the fence of the residential area.

The slight sound was familiar, at least for the dialect, as he was carrying a silenced sniper rifle that made such a sound behind him, which meant that there was a sniper lying on his stomach in the house opposite, which was supposed to be in the attic.

“piu！”

The voice became slightly clearer, Fang Yan glanced up at the top of the house, and then slowly withdrew his gaze, carefully observing the surrounding situation with the scope of his sniper rifle, and then looked seriously at the open window in front of him, and after making sure that there was nothing abnormal, he gently turned over.

"Click!"

With a slight sound, Fang Yan gently opened the safety of the pistol, and then walked step by step to the position where he had just heard the sound, because for him who was about to leave the battlefield, any sniper was the most threatening enemy to him at this stage.

Because, the guns in the hands of other people will make sounds, and then let the dialect clearly know that it is the area of battle, and the sniper equipped with a silencer, under this kind of night, is a ghost wandering the battlefield......

So, the Sniper on the battlefield and Timo in the Summoner's Rift are somewhat equivalent, as the class is also born with a mocking face, and their respective enemy teams have summed it up unexpectedly - Teemo (the Sniper) must die!

One step, two steps, three steps......

Fang Yan stopped his steps in an instant, slowly raised his feet, crossed the thin line between the stairs, and then continued to touch the front gently, without making any sound.

“piu！”

There was a suppressed gunshot again, and at the same time, a rustling sound came from above, and the dialect listened, and gently walked through the corner of the stairs leading to the attic, and at the same time held the right hand holding the gun with the left hand holding the knife, and motionlessly aimed at the door of the attic, and slowly walked upward.

Breathing, slow and steady, the world seemed to be the only room left for the dialect, and all the sounds of the outside world seemed to have nothing to do with him......

Click!

The sound of opening the door was abrupt and urgent, and the two people completely took a picture of each other in a space less than 2 meters away, and the two of them were completely exposed to each other's guns.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out first, and then instantly drilled into the sniper's head in front of him, and at the same time, the sniper's slightly pulled trigger was finally pulled down, but the muzzle of the gun was slightly tilted, and a bullet could only be grazed from Fang Yan's face in the end.

"Damn, I'm scared to death ...... Dad"

Fang Yan's body also broke out in a cold sweat, and then he patted his chest with palpitations, and then touched his cheek, and sure enough, he felt a tingling sensation.

", don't you walk without a sound? Jinnima is a ghost! ”

Fang Yan cursed, stepped into the attic and sat directly on the edge of the door, leaning on the sniper's corpse, slowly dressed roughly, and then slowly steady, he did not deny that at this moment, his legs had indeed softened......

A difference of 0.01 seconds will determine life and death, and this is not just talk......

If it weren't for the dialect pistol firing first, if it wasn't for the dialect's bullet that shot into the sniper's head first, if it wasn't for the sniper slower than the dialect a little, then the ending might have been different.

In this kind of two guns that are basically zero-distance pointing at each other, whoever shoots first will gain an advantage, and whoever distracts first will die first, and just now, fortunately, the sniper's consciousness was stunned for a moment......

"Whew!"

In one breath, he was finally slowly spit out by Fang Yan, he looked at the corpse of the sniper next to him, and slowly, took off all the useful things left on the corpse.

Sniper's gloves, camouflage net, special shoes, 3 assault rifle magazines for 90 rounds, 6 armor-piercing incendiary rounds, 27 sniper rifle rounds, compass ......

Made, made, licked the bag and made a fortune!

Fang Yan's eyes began to glow, and he quickly replaced all the things on this sniper's body to his body, and then looked at his new self, touching the wound on his face and nodding it.

Sure enough, opportunities and risks are accompanied, and the greater the risk, the greater the opportunity.

Fang Yan thought, slowly walked down the attic, looked at the thin line in the stairwell, and after not finding any grenade connection, he hooked it with his hand, and then took out a controller that kept vibrating in his pocket, and clicked a button on it, and then carefully removed the thin line.

Early warning device perfect GET!

Fang Yan carefully put these two things into his pocket, and then looked at the surrounding houses without the slightest movement, and then climbed out of the window he had just climbed in, and followed the route he had just set, running towards the outer battlefield, but after stepping on a house, he stopped in an instant and threw himself behind the wall next to him.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

Dense gunfire rang out abruptly on the road ahead, and the bullets instantly pierced into the wall where Fang Yan was hiding, and then kept kicking up pieces of rubble.

Fang Yan shrank back, quickly observed the surrounding situation, then took a deep breath, pulled the safety bolt of the grenade, and threw it directly in the direction where the gunfire came from, while running towards the next room with his body bent.

It wasn't that he didn't want to shoot just now, but because he didn't know how many people were around, and now he already knew that the person who shot in front of him was a team of 5 people, and judging from the strength they were currently showing, they should be elite scouts in the army.

At the same time, in the direction of their actions just now, it seems that they are on the same team as the sniper they just killed?

I'm a good girl, this revenge is coming too soon......