This unique piece of gold-sprayed red paper is just a treat. And it is pretty good.

Before Ling Shu's eyes could completely adapt to the darkness, the other party rushed over again.

The wooden stick is full of wind, and the moves are aimed at his vital points.

At this time, gunfire came again from the front door of the noodle restaurant!

Ling Shu was a little anxious.

The opponent's movements are fast, ruthless and accurate, and his skills are obviously very professional, and he is not an ordinary wild path.

Whenever Ling Shu wanted to touch the gun to his waist, he would always be interrupted by the other party. A wooden stick would make him have no time to pay attention to the situation on Yue Dingtang.

If you fail, you will be controlled everywhere.

When the other party swept his legs and kicked him, Ling Shu took the opportunity to roll to the side, not caring about the pain of being slaughtered by gravel and wood. He picked up a handy stick and waved it to the other party.

With a snap, the two sticks met. Ling Shu's hand made an unbearable moan, and it was broken into two pieces. The other party kicked Ling Shu's waist with one leg. He groaned and fell backwards.

Two gunshots came from outside again.

At the same time, there is also the fighting movement.

It can be imagined that the scene outside must be very intense.

Ling Shu felt that his ribs might have a bit of a crack, and a piercing pain was coming.

But the murderer's movements did not stop at all. The opponent's fists and feet were added together, and the wooden stick was waving under the cover. The moves were all about to make Ling Shu a disabled posture.

As soon as the gun was taken out, he turned his head and was kicked away. The opponent's toes were just kicked on Ling Shu's wrist.

At that moment, he almost thought his hands were going to be ruined.

Yue Dingtang knew that his situation was very dangerous.

He also knew that if he hadn't reacted quickly just now, the one who was bleeding now would definitely not be his arms, but his heart.

The gunman was just a short distance away from him, maybe hiding at the door of the noodle shop or by the wall. As soon as he showed up, the gun would greet him.

There is a distant light source behind him, and if there is light, it will be exposed.

And there is no place for the other party to hide.

As the saying goes, the enemy is dark and I am bright.

The only thing that is thankful is that the opponent's shooting skills do not seem to be very good. At such a close distance, three bullets hit Yue Dingtang's arm, and the other two shots were empty.

Yue Dingtang thought that this might be a novice, and maybe it was the first time he killed someone, and he was still very nervous.

There was a fight in the room.

There should be more than one person on the other side.

In other words, Hong Xiaoguang may have accomplices.

Before he and Ling Shu found out anything, the other party couldn't wait to come out and kill people. Are you too anxious?

Yue Dingtang wants to help Lingshu.

But his figure had just emerged from behind the cylinder and gunfire sounded again.

A scorching pain came from the cheeks. Yue Dingtang touched it casually and it became sticky with one hand.

He realized that the other party's shooting skills were not accurate, and it only took one bullet to kill him.

I have to think of a way.

Yue Dingtang's eyes fell on the stones at his feet.

Ling Shu gasped, turned his head and avoided the opponent's heavy blow, and punched the murderer's heart with his backhand.

While hitting the opponent, his head was also hit hard by a wooden stick!

He and the other party fell backwards involuntarily.

The ears were buzzing, like countless flies flying around, and after dull pain, it spread out in a dull state. The whole head was muddy, and I couldn't remember anything for a moment, and I was clamoring to faint in countless parts of my body.

The murderer didn't seem to have expected Ling Shu to take action so hard, his heart was kicked in the face, and the pain was unbearable. He could only cover his chest and gasp while pinching the wooden stick tightly and trying to get up.

He was familiar with the weaknesses in the human body and was sure that Ling Shu would never be able to escape the one he had just hit, and would inevitably fall into a short coma.

He didn't want Ling Shu's life, otherwise with his marksmanship, Ling Shu would have been killed on the spot, and it would be impossible for him to deal with him for a long time here.

But he was also very annoyed.

Annoyed that his companions outside had not yet solved the situation successfully, and were also annoyed that he had encountered Ling Shu's plot.

The severe pain in the heart aggravates this anger.

The masked man staggered up, took a deep breath, and walked towards Ling Shu.

There was a flashlight in his pocket. He fumbled for a while and took it out and shook it a few times to Ling Shu.

The other party was lying on the ground, motionless, and probably fainted.

He bent down to check.

The life of the surname Ling must be kept temporarily, and the other party cannot wake up too soon.

If you don’t grasp the time well and there is a slight mistake, this matter will not be solved successfully and will leave many future problems.

I have made a mistake and can't be negligent.

He put the flashlight aside and reached out toward Ling Shu's neck.

Gunshots sounded outside again.

The masked murderer couldn't help but curse his companions outside in his heart for their incompetence.

Just at this moment, he felt his body tremble slightly and his muscles subconsciously contract.

The masked man made a big alarm in his heart, and immediately picked up a stick and waved it to Ling Shu!

Half a step late!

Ling Shu steadily took it and handed it to him with his other hand.

The masked man saw that the other party was still holding half a wooden stick in his hand, and he had been hiding behind him just now, and he didn't let him see it.

It was too late to retreat, and he immediately felt a severe pain in his abdomen!

You can feel what the broken stick looks like when you don't have to lower your head.

The broken wood and sharp thorns suddenly pierced the fabric of the jacket, blending it directly into the flesh, bursting with blood to make people feel sour.

Especially when this movement happens to oneself.

The face behind the mask showed an incredible expression. It was hard for him to imagine that Ling Shu could not only wake up after the heavy blow just now, but also make a counterattack in time.

After half of the wooden stick penetrated into the body, the murderer was in a mess and he couldn't help but retreat, trying to find a balance object that could support the body.

But in the blink of an eye, Ling Shu had already pulled out the wooden stick and kicked it.

The murderer groaned and threw it hard.

Lingshu is not much better either.

As a normal person, he should have fainted and unconscious.

But he barely overcomes the instinct of the human body. Although he reverses the situation and temporarily suppresses the murderer, his head is getting heavier and heavier. The side neck that was hit hard just now is almost hurt so much that it cannot be touched. His limbs are heavy, his mind is drowsy, and his whole body is shaking. As long as the lights are bright, the other party will immediately find his bluff, strong on the outside and fuck at the middle.

Warm liquid flows out of the nostrils and seeps into the mouth along the corners of the mouth, salty and fishy.

Ling Shu took out his gun and took two steps forward.

The sound of the bullet loading alarmed the murderer, who rolled and got up, stumbled into the darkness, and quickly disappeared at the back door.

The other party may come back to his senses and find that Ling Shu's behavior of not taking advantage of the victory and pursuing the victory is very strange. Maybe he will regret falling, but now he is sure that Ling Shu is sure to win, and he doesn't want to take this risk.

The murderer didn't know that Ling Shu couldn't even hold the gun if he didn't want to aim now.

Another bullet hit the corridor column.

The gunshots echoed around, and they were never low-key around them.

But the police have not arrived for a long time. Maybe it was because they had gone to rest on New Year's Eve, maybe the people around them didn't want to be too much. Now there is a mixture of dragons and snakes in Shanghai, and nothing happens. Ordinary people don't want to lose their peaceful life because of their temporary curiosity.

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Different models and magazine capacity are also different. If the other party has a spare, sooner or later one shot will hit Yue Dingtang.

The footsteps came, very light, but with full concentration, Yue Dingtang heard it.

He held his breath and suddenly threw out the stone in his hand!

Bang!

The other party was indeed shocked and shot.

At the same time, Yue Dingtang rushed out!

Between the gap between shooting and shooting, the gunman must have been unable to react for more than half a second, not to mention that the gunman's shooting skills are not good, which means he is a novice.

Yue Dingtang no longer hesitated. According to his own judgment, he indeed threw himself on the other party.
To be continued...