Harris slammed headlong into the tea knife that bounced up, the tea knife was fast, in order to avoid hitting too late and causing injury to his eye, he hit it very hard, the blood vessels in his temples and neck bulged high, and a tiger roar came out of his throat, and blood beads rushed out of the long slit on the side of his head and landed on his shoulder, and his hands were still grasping Sun An's arm.

Sun An didn't shrink his hand, and he didn't have time to shrink it, he just turned his arm slightly, and instead sent his forearm towards Harris's hand.

Harris's forehead hit the tea knife, just picked by the tip of one of the knives, picking out a small opening that could be completely ignored, what he cared about was Sun An's actions, Sun An sent his arm into his hand, then he couldn't catch it.

The tea knife is slipped out of the sleeve, I don't know how many are still hidden in it, turning the arm is likely to make the blade face outward, once held, the palm and fingers may be cut, the degree of injury depends on how heavy the grip is, it doesn't matter if the face is injured, it doesn't matter if you bleed a little and leave a scar, but the hand can't be injured, the hand pain has a great impact on the gun aim, as far as it seems now, arresting Sun An is no longer the best choice, anyway, the passenger has already fallen down, and the next thing is to use the gun.

However, this may also be Sun An's trick, deliberately making him think so that he did this little action, and nothing will happen when he holds it.

Schrödinger's cat and Sun An's tea knife are not something that can be figured out for a while, Harris did not dare to take risks, hurriedly withdrew his hand, and continued to retreat.

"Hey ......"

Another chuckle came from behind Sun An's mask, and a hint of frustration rose in Harris's heart, even though he knew that Sun An might have laughed on purpose to make him think that he had been fooled.

And Sun An took a new tea knife and stabbed him in the heart.

The rabbit rises and falls, the two of them fight for a very short time, almost close, and the movements are small, it is difficult for others to see what, the members of the action team did not shoot, even if they saw it clearly, they did not dare to open, for fear of accidental injury.

Backwards were slower than forwards, and Harris missed another chance to grab Sun's arm, and the only thing he could do was to leap back.

He kicked the ground with both feet, flew out of the air, faster than the knife handed by Sun An, and in the process of leaning backwards in the air, he took out the automatic pistol again, held the gun in his right hand, and tightly held the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, and pulled the trigger at Sun An.

The gun was aimed at Sun An, that is, at Jiang Wei, fortunately, Harris was tall and big, as soon as he jumped up, Jiang Wei saw it, saw his action of pulling out the gun, and hurriedly shrank behind the cover.

"Woohoo!"

Harris fired four shots in a very short period of time, and due to his special grip position, he was not affected by recoil, and the muzzle of the gun followed Sun An, and the distance between the bullets fired was almost the same, which was simply a textbook backward shot.

It's a pity that he still couldn't shoot Sun An.

Sun An began to dodge when Harris made a gesture of pulling out the gun, first leaning to the right, making a feint, and then using his weird running style, kicking his right foot sideways to the left sharply, rushing out two steps, making a sharp stop, and then rushing to the right.

Bullets grazed his body and flew backwards.

Several more gunshots rang out, and after Harris threw the shot, the members of the operation team opened fire, and they saw the opportunity for Sun An to separate from Harris, lowered their guns, and shot Sun An in both legs.

"Bang!"

Harris puffed up his muscles and slammed into the ground, got up and aimed at Sun An.

But Sun An is not so easy to aim.

He continued to rush forward, rushing to the table not far away with a strange route of travel, making sharp turns, sudden stops, and rushing sharply, without even looking at the people of the action team, and when he was still about two meters away, he flew out, fell on the edge of the table, smashed the table, and disappeared behind the fallen table.

............

"Anyone who can move comes, surround him, and if he tries to flee or attack, don't hesitate to shoot immediately. Harris said in a very small amount of time as he walked lightly towards the table.

The members who cared for the wounded stood up, drew their guns, and walked towards the table, where they bandaged the wounded briefly, to no avail, but more comfortably.

The ballroom was so quiet that you could hear pins falling.

............

Sun An sat up, leaned on his mask, and the person lying next to him looked at the waitress who had spoken to him just now, she looked embarrassed, raised her head, looked at him with frightened eyes, and her body stiffened.

Sun An stretched out his hand and patted her head, and said with a smile: "Stand back, there will be a circle of people standing here soon, and you will be stepped on if you lie here." ”

The waitress hurriedly crawled backwards as if she had been pardoned, and no matter how many people her feet had hit, she had just withdrawn two meters away, and a big foot stepped on the position where she was lying just now, next to the second, third, and fourth......

A tighter, more complete encirclement was formed, so small that it could only encircle one person, and only that one.

Sun An looked up at the people around him, and simply crossed his feet, and the old god was sitting.

Half of Harris's head was stained red with blood, the wound on the right side of his head was too deep and still bleeding out, and the wound on his forehead was fine, only a small bead of blood bulged out.

He pointed a gun at Sun An's head and said in a deep voice: "Slowly get up and kneel on the ground, hold your head in your hands, don't mess around, no matter how fast you are, you can't outrun the bullet, I have enough reasons to shoot now, if you mess around, you may not even have a chance to regret it." ”

"We will eventually regret everything, aren't people like this? Regret medicine is not prepared by everyone, we have been regretting it all our lives, we regret it all our lives, we have no chance of regretting, it sounds pretty good. Sun An smiled, his left fist tightened, and there was a soft sound of "click" between his fingers.

The sound immediately aroused alarm, it was not the snapping of the joints, but more like the sound of a mouse moving slightly, Harris's index finger immediately pressed on the trigger, and shouted: "Slowly raise your hand, let go of your finger, let me see what you have in your hand!"

Sun An sat cross-legged on the ground, tilted his head to look at Harris, and said with a smile: "Like I said, we will eventually regret everything, it's just a matter of time, I don't know anything else, but I'm sure if I let go of my finger, you will regret it immediately." ”

Harris sneered and said, "Since you are so sure, then don't do anything that makes me regret it, I have a problem, and when I feel regretful, my fingers can't help but twitch and I can't control it." ”

He tilted the gun in his hand to indicate that it was the index finger on the trigger that would twitch.

Sun An smiled, raised his left hand very cooperatively, still clenched his fist, the center of the fist was upward, and he first released his middle finger and slowly erected it.

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