(Thanks to the careless bear, because of the millet wine, is being recommended in the comments)

Under the dark trees, in the darkness that ordinary people could not easily perceive, a strange-looking strange man with some of his face modified into a mechanical one, let out a soft "huh", his eyes removed from the mirror, and looked at the fleeing Zorro with a dangerous and interested gaze.

"People are with me. You go after the other two, and the kid in the leather coat is left for me to play with, and he seems to be hiding some secrets. He gave instructions over the intercom.

A dark shadow flashed, and the strange man's legs exerted force, and in the blink of an eye, he left his original position, gradually shortening the distance caused by the previous pause in shooting.

"That's ...... The 'bloody hand' of the Jiali Gang, Marza! ”

Brother De gasped and took a breath of turbid heat and saw the identity of the strange man in the reflection of the light!

"Marza?"

Han Mo was terrified, his legs and feet were weak, and he almost couldn't support his strength, "How could that terrible guy target a few of our little characters?" ”

Brother De covered the bleeding area, and he didn't have the heart to talk about this information at this time.

Due to the stuttering of the wound, he was at the back of the five-man team.

He only felt a chill behind him, as if his life was about to be lost at any time!

"Bang!"

Another terrible shot, his ears were pricked up, and Dege only felt his heartbeat stagnant for a second before he resumed beating.

Of course, he was able to keep jumping, simply because the target of the sniper was not him, but Zorro!

And Zorro, who had already raised his mental outlook to the most excited state, was able to avoid this blow again.

"That guy is not easy to deal with! He's got his eye on you! Elena reminded nervously.

Zorro certainly knows this.

In fact, he was more anxious than Elena.

Perhaps, in Elena's opinion, he was able to avoid the bullet attack. But only he understands that he is just a newcomer to the psychics, and when dealing with drones, he spends a lot of mental energy. The spiritual power of the transcendent is limited, and the ability to recover is also limited, if the mental power is under load for a long time, it will face weakness because it cannot be supported.

On the importance of equipment!

Zorro's heart was bitter, and Elena had said that while the transcendent could fight against technology, they also needed the help of technology.

It's like some mutants who modify systems in their bodies to compensate for computing power. Psychics, who lack the means of physical attack, must use technology to make up for this shortcoming.

He doesn't have such economic strength, and if he wants to give full play to his extraordinary abilities, he has limitations.

Therefore, in the current situation, you can only be beaten passively and consumed alive by the other party.

At this time, the two hall masters of the Mustang Gang were also secretly aware of this, as if they had rediscovered the hope of escape. Beginning to constantly repel and stay away from Zorro, without hesitation, he split into two escape routes and ran towards another block.

"These guys! Lead them out of the encirclement and get rid of you in case of danger! ”

Elena gritted her teeth, angry but helpless.

Of course.... If she were just a bystander, she would find that all of this is understandable, after all, no one will have a hard time with their lives.

Zorro gritted his teeth and didn't care about these things that didn't matter to him, because the guy who was aiming at himself with a sniper was obviously curious about his ability to dodge bullets, and didn't care about the others.

He had unreservedly unleashed his stored strength, jumping at a speed that would make ordinary people staggering, stepping over uninhabited flower beds, and over the slopes of low slopes, winding and twisting again, and then turning back into the laneway, galloping through the complex terrain.

However, the latter has a high-performance prosthetic leg, and although he is not faster than him, he can take shortcuts by climbing some walls, and he has a lot of energy, sticking to him like a marshmallow.

At the same time, the bullets he fought back were either very deflected or easily dodged, and after the bullets were exhausted, Zorro reluctantly gave up the possibility of killing the stranger.

Approaching, shooting, and repeating, Zorro's divine strings have been tightened, and the supply of spiritual power has finally gone wrong!

At this moment, the strange man in the rear stopped again, raised the sniper rifle in his hand, expertly rested it on his elbow, and after maintaining his balance, he aimed his red eyes at the scope of preparation.

In the image inside the lens, there are red lines with precise scales. A blue square bracket scales in the shot. Infrared rays sense the human energy of the human body and automatically lock Zorro's running body inside, and the red dot in the center coincides with the head in the image.

His Skr-23 sniper rifle is a high-precision gun equipped with cadres of the previous generation of the Navy, and it is very valuable.

It has excellent performance of high rate of fire, high burst, low offset, and automatic target finding, and the disadvantage of bulkiness can be compensated for by the strength of prosthetics.

Generally speaking, even the top of the Cotton Gang would not have been able to easily dodge a high-burst, air-tipped bullet at such a close range.

There is a delay in mechanized evasion, and this ordinary-looking little guy not far away, as if he can make predictions in advance, has escaped his hunt without danger again and again.

He, absolutely saddled with secrets.

It should be the same as the guy in the gang, a mutant...... It could even be even rarer transcendental!

However, it should only be a newcomer.

Otherwise, with his own strength, it is absolutely impossible to fight against those terrible guys, and he can still have the absolute upper hand.

Marza drew an inference, and the corners of his mouth drew an arc of interest and greed, as if to say to himself,

"Hunt the transcendent or the mutant? This kind of story spreads......... Mutant gene chain.... Sell to the crazy modders... You will definitely get an unimaginably large reward. ”

He gently pulled the trigger.

One shot bursts!

Zorro's mental warning was long overdue, and the state of deprivation that had been accompanied by exhaustion finally appeared!

"It's over!"

At the moment of lack of mental strength, Zorro's heart finally sank to the bottom of the sea, and the dodge action only lasted halfway, and the edge of his shoulder seemed to have received a huge impact, and his body even suspended in the air for a moment!

Shot!

Zorro's body shook and he almost fell to the ground with the force of the impact. Then the shoulder area was cold, and soon there was a hot burning sensation.

Then, the arm instantly lost the core strength of the swing, and fell limply on its stomach.

There is no doubt that the bones have definitely suffered some degree of damage, and as for the specific scale of the damage, it is impossible to find out!

His leather coat and undershirt were torn, and warm blood spread along his shoulders and on his clothes, and the unabsorbed parts flowed down his waist and down his waist.

Before he could run two steps, he was accompanied by three symptoms: gold stars in his eyes, dizziness and tinnitus, and tightness of his eyelids, which made his pace slow down unconsciously.

A deep sense of despair pervaded.

Elena, who is usually as proud as a rooster, has wide round eyes at this time, biting her lip tightly, and not making a sound.

Even with a desire to survive far beyond ordinary people, Zorro still can't see hope.

It's so sudden.

This is.... Are you going to die?

The danger alertness had been transmitted back to his head through the mental chain, but he didn't have enough speed to dodge the blow! Even if he avoided it, the surrounding members of the Jiali Gang would not let him leave.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he became an extraordinary person, he was about to confess.

It's ironic, but it's a relief. In this dangerous world, there is no support, people's hearts are piercing, they have to face life danger all the time, and their spirits need to be tense all the time.

It's tiring to live.

It's just that why are you a little unwilling?

His eyelids began to lose their support, his vision darkened, and he was about to faint.

In a dazed and groggy state, it was as if he felt a strong arm envelop him, holding him around his waist.