At the same time as Sun An threw himself out of the door, gunshots rang out.

He flew out, his body was close to the ground, almost parallel to the ground, and the people in the corridor predicted that Sun An would run out and shoot at his body, and the only result was that it was high.

Before landing on the ground, Sun An stretched out his hand to support the ground, pulled back, continued to jump forward, and crashed into the wall opposite the aisle, the momentum was very strong, and this time he could hit his head and bleed.

Reaching out against the wall would stop, but stopping like this, there would be a pause of a second or two, and unless he could change the gravitational pull, it would inevitably lead to a shot.

Sun An pushed down the ground again, but this time he didn't pull back, but braked, his palms slid against the floor for more than ten centimeters, his feet were lifted up, and the inertia made his body stand upside down, and the soles of his feet kicked on the wall at the same time.

Rubbing the ground with the palm reduces some of the inertia, kicking the wall with both feet eliminates the rest, there is no pause for a second or two, and the body posture has changed, and the legs that are kicking the wall have no pressure and can do any movement.

There weren't too many tricks, Sun An just let go of one hand, and at the same time kicked his feet to the side, lying down against the angle between the wall and the ground.

It was still dark in the corridor, and those people could only listen to the instructions to shoot at him, and that person had to see Sun An and give an order, and those who were disguised as death row prisoners could aim and shoot again, and Sun An was in this place It was difficult to describe, and it was difficult to understand the description, and it was not easy to find his location if he understood, and it was difficult to hit such a small target if he found it.

But Sun An didn't dare to stay for a long time, he didn't forget that there was still an archer waiting to kill him, and if he had been here for too long, he was likely to be hit by an arrow.

It has to be moved.

He propped himself on the ground, squatted up, assumed the position of an athlete at the start, froze for a second, and rushed forward.

The corridor is narrow, the other party has a gun, rushing in a straight line is death, Sun An dodged left and right, scurrying like a frightened little animal, sometimes bracing the wall to the other side, sometimes leaning over and running on all fours, the floor and walls have become runways, if he has Shi Wenying's ability, then the ceiling will also become his stage.

There was no command in the headset, maybe that person was aiming with a bow, maybe he knew that Sun An could hear it, so he simply gave up on those people, and without receiving the command, the person pretending to be a death row prisoner didn't know where to shoot, standing behind the iron door of the open cell, pointing a gun at Sun An through the observation window, not knowing that Sun An had run to his side.

Keep your voice soft, or the men will shoot him at the sound of the movement, and the action must not stop, or the deadly arrows will go through his body.

It is still mainly based on cutting the throat, and the person whose throat is cut will definitely die, but before he dies, he can make some sounds to attract bullets, which is beneficial to Sun An.

The first person to have his throat slit reflexively pulled the trigger, and the fire flashed, and the rest of the people saw Sun An with his head down and his arm retracted, and they immediately shot at Sun An's location, but the next time the fire lit up, Sun An had already leaned over and left the place and rushed to another open door.

Like a freeze-frame painting, every time the firelight is lit, it can illuminate Sun An, sometimes he has his head down, sometimes he raises his face, with a sinister smile on his face, everyone knows that he is approaching him, but they can't stop him in any way, because he can only be seen when he shoots, and when he shoots, he has already left his original position and has to aim again.

Fear swelled in the hearts of those people, the third person clutched his throat and fell, and the fourth person couldn't care about anything else, roaring and pulling the trigger continuously, a series of gunshots, a series of fires, so that Sun An's movements were coherent.

Bending forward, bracing the wall with his arms, tumbling forward, jumping sideways, flying towards the wall, jumping up and kicking the wall, flying towards the iron door, and the knife is handed to the target's throat.

There are a total of eight shots and eight pictures, which clearly illuminate the death of a person.

Eleven death row inmates, one killed by arrows, two killed in bed, four hiding behind the door with their throats cut, and four remaining, the fear of death had filled their brains, making them unable to think and act on instinct - they retreated to their cells, slammed the door shut, hid in the corner, and aimed their pistols at the location of the door.

Unfortunately, it was dark here, and they had barely stood still when they heard the sound of the door being reopened, and hurriedly opened fire.

It was too troublesome to rush into the room and kill, Sun An was too lazy to do so, he took out his pistol and dentist mirror again, used six bullets, eliminated three people, and rushed into the cell of the remaining man.

He was going to ask the other party about his plans.

The man shrank in the corner, the whole person was trembling, the hand holding the gun was even more trembling as if he had been electrocuted, his eyes were wide open, his pupils were maximized, the muscles on his face were too tense because of fear, and he spasmed, and his expression was very strange.

The gun in his hand was suddenly gone, he was stunned for a moment, hurriedly raised his hand to block his throat, squatted down, and shrunk into a ball.

The next moment, the knee hit his face, almost sunk into it, his head was pressed against the corner of the wall, there was no room to lean back, the bridge of his nose was broken, only a few teeth were left on both sides, his cheekbones and maxilla were fractured, he vomited blood and teeth, and fell forward.

Then a hand grabbed him by the hair and lifted him up, a slightly hot hard object against his right eye, the tip of the muffler.

"I have a question for you, if you dare to faint or refuse, I'll shoot, understand?" Sun An pulled the man out of the cell and walked back.

The face was in severe pain, and he wanted to die in pain, but the instinct to survive overcame the desire to be unconscious, and the man muttered something, his teeth fell out, and he couldn't say clearly.

"What's the plan, where is the burrower hiding?" Sun An retreated in a serpentine line to avoid being shot.

"I ...... I don't know...... We're just waiting here to kill you, and we don't even know who you are......" The man said as hard as he could.

The gun rang out, and the bullet entered through the right eye, opening a hole in the back of the head and flying out.

This did not surprise Sun An, if this guy told their plan in detail, he would not believe it, and the minions were used to consume resources and physical strength.

Sun An's breathing became heavier, this series of actions, the intensity of the movement was no worse than when he was besieged in the mirror world, fortunately, it didn't last long, but unfortunately the real enemy still didn't appear.

At this time, another voice sounded in the earbuds: "Are you tired? You can sleep for a while when you are tired, hehehehe......"

Sun An didn't speak, and continued to walk forward, this earbud only has the function of radio, without microphone, and the other party can't hear what he says.

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