The third shot also roared in, carrying the sound of wind, like a top that had been whipped, spinning continuously. Zhao Qiang dodged left and right, constantly doing these two monotonous but life-related tasks. Move safely, because he can't capture the true movement trajectory of the third shot.
Of course, the best way to avoid the third shot is to stand there and wait for it to get close and then use your own speed to dodge it. But if you do this, wouldn't you become George's target again, a gun that doesn't move? Target, flash right, flash left...
"Bang!"
Zhao Qiang's body was still stunned, and then he looked at the direction of his chest in disbelief. When he dodged to the left, he didn't expect that the third shot also rotated to the left, and he hit it with his body.
Shot[
Seeing the expression on Zhao Qiang's face, George Ting, who was about to fire another shot, pressed the trigger. It wasn't until Zhao Qiang's body fell straight to the ground in a stiff posture that George breathed a sigh of relief. The muzzle of the gun that had been held high also drooped slightly, and his left hand drew a red letter on his chest.
"God will guide you to heaven, my powerful opponent," George said aloud
"God will not accept his land. They Easterners believe that earth is Buddha." Another gunman said in a cold voice, speaking European English. It seems that he is not an American.
"Yes, Buddha will bless me." Zhao Qiang, who was falling vertically to the ground, suddenly spoke. Just when his face was about to hit the deck, he suddenly raised his right hand and picked up a sharp weapon. The nails flew out, knocking the unprepared European assassin who came out of the shadow corner to the ground and flying out.
"Abominable liar, God will never forgive you." The moment Zhao Qiang spoke, George knew something was wrong. The insidious Easterner was not shot at all. He was pretending, but the third shot ran away. Where did he go? There was no time to think about this. George flicked his wrist and fired three more bullets from the barrel of the gun, flying straight towards Zhao Qiang.
Without a guy shooting coldly next to him, Zhao Qiang's pressure suddenly eased, and his depressed mood became much more relaxed. But now he didn't have any weapons in his hands, and George's marksmanship was too superb. Even with Zhao Qiang's speed, which was comparable to that of ghosts and gods, Still can't get in front of him
There was no way to get close, so how could he hurt the enemy? Zhao Qiang was like a rabbit, running around in the cabin of Nuo Dadi. After George emptied another box and still failed to kill Zhao Qiang, the anger in his heart came out. He ranked among the top ten in the world. A killer, he should have his own dignity and pride
He couldn't bear to deal with a little man from the East, since he had to waste so much precious time. One of the things he hated most was waste. Of course, this kind of waste meant that he loved his life and regarded him as his lifelong partner. Dizi
George put the specially modified black pistol in his hand back into his waist, and took out two more pistols at lightning speed. These two pistols, one golden yellow and one silver white, have the same shape, but they are one big and one shoe big. This is George's famous twin soul-stealing gun in the world of killers. It was designed by the gun god George himself and specially customized by a Swiss firearms manufacturer. It is the only one in the world.
Seeing the gun, Zhao Qiang's pupils shrank slightly. The gun is a good gun. The most terrifying thing is that he used it. When Zhao Qiang was traveling, he became friends with a very talented gunman. In Zhao Qiang's eyes, that gunman The guy who has mastered the use of guns said that the person he admires most is the gun god George. It was also from that person that Zhao Qiang heard all the rumors about the gun god.
The mother-in-law soul-stealing gun can be used to explode. This kind of explosive is an ordinary gun filled with a drop of mercury or glycerin in the head. After the gun is fired, the forward momentum of the head will violently throw the drop of mercury in the hole. On the back wall of the hole, just like when a car accelerates suddenly, passengers will cling to the seat. Once the head hits the muscles, cartilage or bones of the human body, it will suddenly decelerate. At this time, the drop of mercury will rush forward at high speed. Its impact force is enough to break open the pointed end of the child, and it will make the head open, just like the fingers of a hand spread out or the petals of a flower in full bloom. If the flowering head moves forward like this, it can tear and cut the muscles of the human body. , causing it to shatter
It is more powerful than ordinary dynamite. This kind of explosion will explode like a small hand grenade after hitting the human body. The Geneva Convention prohibits the use of this type of bomb, but for killers or mercenaries, it is undoubtedly the best choice. They only need to kill their opponents or targets. It doesn't matter to them what convention they violate. If they violate a convention, then the first thing they violate is the humanitarian convention, because their job is to harvest lives.
Originally, Zhao Qiang wanted to run in a roundabout way and kill him after rushing in front of him. Zhao Qiang didn't believe that his close combat skills were as good as his ability to play with guns. But when he saw George taking out the soul-stealing gun and fighting him. After he risked his life, he wanted to quickly slap his butt and get out of the way. If he was accidentally hit, he would be blown to pieces.
Zhao Qiang regretted why he didn't bring a gun with him when he went out. He didn't expect to be so unlucky. There was a top ten killer in the world waiting for him here. Zhao Qiang dived and kept making roundabout movements, while George Holding the gun, he quickly followed Zhao Qiang's movements.
He did not shoot easily, because he treasured this kind of gun very much. This kind of shooting was only for one-shot killing, not for fighting a war of attrition. It was an insult to it and to the title of Gunslinger. George blocked the passage to the back cabin. Zhao Qiang didn't know what was happening behind Lanxin, but he felt that the big ship was moving forward steadily, which proved that Lanxin should not have any problems, and if Lanxin would not encounter For such a perverted master, those guys are not enough for him. It would be nice if Lan Xin was here. She is also a master with guns, especially Lai Fu. If the two of them fight against each other, it is estimated that this ship will soon be destroyed. Will they sink it?
George was not in a calm mood either. Looking at the short and nasty oriental man who was running around in front of him without revealing any flaws, George cursed several times with hatred. This was the fastest he had ever seen. The opponent with the weirdest whereabouts and the most difficult to capture, even the eagle that he originally killed and ranked 13th among the world's killers, has never had such a difficult time.
Could it be that his strength surpasses that of the eagle? George suddenly thought. This thought shocked him. How could such a small town have such a powerful master? You know, the killer industry is the most fiercely competitive and cruel industry. Today He can kill people, but he may also be killed tomorrow. The elimination rate is astonishing. He can become the 13th strongman on the killer list. Is he a small person who can compete with him? Or is he just faster?
Zhao Qiang knew that this was not the answer. If he kept running like this, even if George didn't shoot, he would be exhausted and die. Moreover, as time goes by, his physical strength will definitely decline. At that time, It's time for the flaw to be revealed, and it's also time for George to shoot.
Either exit the cabin, but what should Lan Xin do? Let this abnormally powerful gunner slip away and give him the next chance to take action. Zhao Qiang will not retreat. Even if George wants to run, Zhao Qiang will try his best to catch him. He stopped[
Zhao Qiang deliberately showed some flaws, but George seemed not to notice. He still held the gun in his hand high and kept moving in the direction of Zhao Qiang. Zhao Qiang secretly cursed, these Americans are quite smart. After suffering a loss once, they Not being fooled easily again, Zhao Qiang was angry, as if he had lost his patience, and rushed towards George suicidally.
George sneered in his heart, you stupid Oriental, you finally found that your strength is exhausted, unfortunately, we have to say goobey
George moved both hands together, and the two pistols, one large and one small, were launched at the same time. The two pistols, one large and one small, were like swords from the string, piercing Zhao Qiang's eyebrows. Once they hit, his head would be smashed open as if by a fist. Like a watermelon, exploded into pieces
An incredible situation occurred for George. He didn't know if he had just stared at the Oriental man for too long, causing eye fatigue and hallucinations, or if the Oriental man had used some strange trick to catch the man who was running towards him. Zhao Qiang suddenly became two, and with each step, the number doubled. After a few steps, he only felt that Zhao Qiang's shadow was all in front of him.
What's this
Cold sweat appeared on George's forehead. For the first time in his life, he lost confidence in his marksmanship. The gunman could only have one target in his eyes, which was the target he wanted to kill. Now that there were so many targets appearing at once, which one was the real target? earth
George finally made the wisest decision. He fired three shots in a row, and once again blocked the opponent in a Z-shaped pattern. Then he put away the gun, turned around and ran towards the rear cabin. When the killer realized that he had not completed his mission, Quick evacuation is the only option. As long as he can survive, he will still have a chance. Unfortunately, Zhao Qiang has invested so much money, how can he be allowed to escape?
Zhao Qiang, who was already moving at high speed, doubled his speed again, and the distance of several meters was reached in an instant. Zhao Qiang even had time to pick up the thrown dagger from the ground, and then a silver light flashed, and George wanted to shoot back. The entire right arm of the ground was cut off by Zhao Qiang. Perhaps it was too fast, but George did not feel the pain. After knowing that the attack with his right hand failed, he raised the silver-white sub-gun in his left hand again, with the muzzle still pointed at the ground. Zhao Qiang’s head
"Whoa!"
There was another flash of silver light, and George's left arm was cut off entirely by Zhao Qiang. Both hands fell to the ground at the same time, and the heavy gun hit the deck with a heavy sound. Please come to see the first advertisement.