Fanyin ignored me and ran wildly into the residential area. It's a small World War II-era building with no gardens and cars on both sides of the road. The terrain is good for us to hide and dodge, but we have to be fast.

At this point, we could only run one, so I gritted my teeth and let go.

He is now flustered, so he naturally cares about one or the other. I planted it upside down, kicked his clamps with my legs, turned around and crawled back, whether it was blocking the gun hole or other methods, I couldn't survive anyway, why not be sensible and stop loss!

Fanyin ran back to pull me, I kept kicking him, but he was still pulled into the wall of the building, and something flew in front of him, even if I couldn't see clearly, I knew it was a bullet! I couldn't help but scream: "Run, nerd!" ”

My wound seemed to be hit like this, and the bullet embedded in my back seemed to be deeper and more painful. I was drenched, and I didn't know if it was cold sweat or blood.

I couldn't see clearly, so I ran to the police station when I knew this, and I just passed by......

Remorse made me even more sad, and Fanyin could have been fine.

I couldn't stand up, and all I could see was a pair of legs. I grabbed him with all my might, and he kicked me in the face in an attempt to break free. I couldn't tolerate him, so I opened my mouth and bit his leg hard.

At this moment, the owner of this leg suddenly let out a roar.

My eardrums were already aching, but now they were completely numb, and I instinctively looked up. His left hand was clutching his right arm, and the flesh of his right wrist was turned out, and blood was flowing, revealing the stubble of Bai Sensen's bones.

My ears were still ringing, and I could only see him take a heavy step back and lay on his back on his back.

I couldn't tell the time, I couldn't move, so I could only bra up and look at the body, and found that he had been shot in the head. He had a magazine but no pistol, apparently in his right hand.

I hurriedly removed his magazine, and before I could take it, a figure of Fanyin appeared in front of me. He bent over and put his arms around my waist and dragged me back behind the wall, wrapping his arms around my shoulders and taking the magazine from my hand.

Has he become a bigwig version?

I couldn't help but look up at his face, but he didn't look at me, and changed the magazine skillfully and quickly. His face was no longer flustered, nor serious, but calm.

Then he held my head down, looked down and kissed the top of my head, then raised his pistol, pulled the shot, and began to look out.

The building in the residential area is a cuboid, and we have just run along the long road on its south side, turning to the wide surface on the east side to conceal it, and the corner on the right hand side of the traditional sound is naturally the height between them.

He can perfectly defend the south and east sides for the time being, but as long as the opponent is not stupid, he will definitely choose to come from the wide detour from the west side to the north side.

So although I am in pain now, I have hope, and my spirit is much better. I looked to my left, and sure enough, I quickly noticed someone coming.

Before I could tell Fanyin, he had already shot in that direction.

Immediately afterwards, another person came from Fanyin's side, but he did not hurry up, and shot calmly to solve it.

It was quiet again.

Fanyin asked in a low voice, "How many people?" ”

"About sixteen." At that time, I was so panicked that I didn't see it clearly: "Four cars of people, one of the cars ......"

"There aren't enough bullets." He let go of the hand holding the gun, and the hand on my shoulder pressed the back of my head, rubbed it gently, and said softly, "I'll go find the gun, you keep an eye on the surroundings." "He was pointing to the body that had just come around from the north side and had been killed by him, which was the closest to us.