Chapter 707: Knowing is not a blessing

"False tricks. ”

I didn't see the figure of the middle-aged woman rushing towards him, but Sun An saw her hand stretched out to his neck, and immediately made a judgment, but unfortunately this judgment only appeared in his mind, and he didn't have time to say it at all, and as soon as his vocal cords began to vibrate, he would be pinched by that hand.

It can be seen that it is a false move, because this way of killing is too troublesome, for people of their strength, one kick, one punch, and one finger is enough to kill, and the attack distance is farther than choking the neck, so there is no need to make it so troublesome.

Zhou Fan was a step late, she didn't have time to rush to Sun An to block the middle-aged woman's hand, and she didn't have time to push Sun An away, so she could only kick to the back of the middle-aged woman.

To save herself, the middle-aged woman must give up attacking Sun An.

She didn't plan to really attack Sun An from the beginning, and she had already begun to turn around when Zhou Fan was kicking, and with a twist of her wrist, she didn't even need to change the shape of her hand, and directly grabbed Zhou Fan's ankle.

Zhou Fan raised her eyebrows, knowing that she had been fooled, but it was too late, the corner of the middle-aged woman's mouth curled, she twisted her waist violently, and took Zhou Fan in a circle, now it was her turn, she could also throw Zhou Fan out and throw him thousands of meters away.

And whether Zhou Fan is thrown into the air, the sea or the city, he will not be able to protect Sun An for a period of time.

Even with Déjà-vu, Sun An could only dodge the first attack, and before Zhou Fan arrived, he might have to face hundreds of attacks, with only one way out, of course, time return would give him some time to change the situation, but the outcome would probably not change.

Self-help is indispensable, he immediately stepped back, took out his pistol, raised his other hand to press the wrist holding the gun, and pulled the trigger on the middle-aged woman's head.

"Phew!"

He fired only one shot.

The hand bowl was to avoid recoil lifting the muzzle so close, and Sun An's plan was to have every bullet hit the middle-aged woman's head.

This is also forcing her to protect herself, if she wants to rotate Zhou Fan, she must be in the center of the circle, and the center of the circle cannot be moved, otherwise it will be difficult to rotate, and if she doesn't move, she will have to eat a gun, even if the skin can block the bullet, it will definitely hurt a lot, and the bullet may hit the most vulnerable eye in the exposed part of the human body.

It's a pity that she could only shoot once, and the middle-aged woman's head was hit by a bullet, so she let go in advance and smashed Sun An with Zhou Fan.

"Shhhh

Sun An's pupils shrank suddenly, such a huge throw, it doesn't make much difference whether it is Zhou Fan, a stone, or an elephant, the bones in his whole body will be shattered, adrenaline is secreted sharply, and everything around him slows down.

He saw Zhou Fan turn his head to look at him, frowned, and opened his arms to him, obviously wanting to give him a hug, this is indeed the only way to protect Sun An at present, although pushing Sun An away can avoid hitting him, but after pushing away, he will stay in place, and she flies away, he has to die, push is pushed, but he can only push him in the direction of her flight, collision is will hit, can only use a cushioned impact.

She twisted her waist to face him, her chest puffed out.

But even with a buffer, Sun An didn't think he could withstand such an impact, but now there was only one thing he could do.

He also spread his arms, bent his knees, and jumped backwards with all his might.

"Poof!"

The two of them collided heavily and flew out towards the rear, Sun An's arms were not closed by themselves, but because of the impact, they naturally closed and hugged Zhou Fan, and the gun was also knocked out of his hands.

She hugged him too, and the two of them hugged and flew out, their bodies completely horizontal in the air, as if they were going to fly all the way to outer space.

The strong wind blew so that Sun An couldn't open his eyes, but this was not the biggest problem, the problem was that his chest was hit hard, and he couldn't breathe, and this often happened when he fell to his back, his throat seemed to be completely blocked, he couldn't breathe or speak, and the oxygen in his body could be maintained for a while, and eventually this back gas phenomenon would be lifted, but I don't know how long it took, it seems to be directly related to the force of the impact.

He opened his mouth and gasped hard, but he couldn't breathe, and he didn't know how long he flew, when he felt his body shake and fell back to the ground, and then the sky spun around and stopped.

The body shook because Zhou Fan stretched out his hand to support the ground, and the sky swirled because she adjusted her body posture, she landed on the ground with both feet and slid out backwards, with this brake, the sliding distance was not long.

Sun An still couldn't breathe, he was put on the ground, lying down, twisting his body desperately, and it took more than ten seconds before he could finally breathe, he took a deep breath, inhaled so hard, his body trembled.

Breathing relieved the urgent need, but unfortunately he did not master the most popular method of breathing and blood return, and the pain in his chest immediately became intense, and the lobes of his lungs may have been bruised, but it was not serious.

It's a pity that Sun An didn't feel the elasticity in his chest when hugging, and the adrenaline can make people ignore the pain, but it will also ignore many other things.

"You are faithful, and you are so protective of him. The middle-aged woman walked over and looked at Zhou Fan with disdain, holding the gun dropped by Sun An in her hand.

"You're no better," Sun An said, standing up and moving his aching joints, "If you're not mistaken, you were in touch with that little white face when I came, right? Otherwise, how could you find me? Can you tell me his phone number? I want to talk to him." ”

After speaking, he smiled, did not move his lips, and said to Zhou Fan beside him in a very low voice: "The opportunity is coming, she can't kill me at close range, she may use a gun, but the bullet can't hit me, drag it out for another half a minute, and when she hits me with a gun, and wants to wait for you to block the bullet for me, I will kill her." ”

At a distance of more than one meter, the voice was so small that even he couldn't hear it clearly, but it was no problem for Zhou Fan, and she let out a soft "um".

Waiting for half a minute is to use this moment as a save point, so that even if he dies later, he can start from this time, the pistol was not deliberately dropped to a middle-aged woman, and dropping the gun is not a good thing for Sun An, but her act of picking up the gun is very crucial.

The middle-aged woman sneered and said, "If I really cared about him, I would have gone over to protect him a long time ago, how could I leave him alone." ”

Sun An frowned slightly and said, "Hmm...... Why should you protect him? because you already know that I sent people to him, why can you know? It will only be that the person I sent was seen by him, and he informed you, that is...... You're messaging right now, it seems like I guessed wrong, you haven't been in contact with him, you've been listening to him, he's not just waiting for the opportunity to kill me, he's still helping you fight, and can tell you where we're going. ”

He said it very slowly, both in analysis and in delaying time, and if a minute was enough with these words, then it was already a fact that the middle-aged woman picked up the pistol.

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