This space became quiet again in a very short period of time, and the smoke produced by crude pistols and ordinary bullets was still desperately blending into the surrounding air. Under the garage lights, they looked extremely unreal. p>
Taranto has been nervous in his heart. Such a big man should not be like this. No matter how poor his mental quality is, he has never seen dead people. But he felt the strange atmosphere exuding from the man in the corridor, which made him
He felt very unsure. After all the bullets were fired, the hand holding the pistol was a little numb due to the force of the recoil. Sweat poured out of his palms, but he did not have time to let go of the hand holding the pistol and put it on his hands.
Just wipe it on your clothes.
The eyes under the round lens glasses are always slightly squinted. This is the normal state of the eyes after myopia, trying to see things not far away clearly. The light is not very bright, and in this moment, I don’t know if it is because of
Because of the pistol bullets, the lights in the car that were originally turned on suddenly went out, and there was an unclear dark feeling there. A large black shadow was crowded in front of the limo. It can be clearly judged by the appearance of the humanoid black shadow, toughness
The seat belt of the car has been completely removed, and there is an obvious bulge on the iron roof of the limo, which was pushed out by the enemy with his head.
The enemy's desire to survive was too strong, and the last burst of power before death was completely unlike a normal human being, and might be called a monster. Looking at the messy front part of the limo, Taranto finished shooting the bullets
While observing carefully, he pushed up his glasses and thought.
We don’t know yet whether the enemy was really killed by the bullet, but even if not, he should be seriously injured now.
He had no confidence in his own shooting skills. Although he kept aiming at the enemy's head, for no reason, he now had the illusion that he had not hit the enemy at all. He took out the magazine and tried to replace it with another one in order to get a sharper blow.
A beating heart can provide basic peace of mind. After all, this is a pistol, powerful enough to kill a strong horse.
Taking out another magazine from his trouser pocket, Taranto removed the empty magazine with a "bang" sound that sounded like a light knock on the table. He had been staring nervously at the dark air in front of the limousine.
, at this time, at the same time as the sound of unloading the magazine, a dark red thing appeared instantly.
Taranto, whose attention was completely focused on it, was shocked in his heart. His sweaty hand jumped subconsciously, and his finger went to pull the trigger. The pistol without bullets only made a painless groan. Wearing glasses, dark red
The real image was quickly transmitted into his brain. It should be a pair of eyes, right?
In his imagination, the enemy lying in front of the limo should be killed or seriously injured by him. At this time, he had straightened his body, and his arms were raised quickly in his eyes.
A much more exquisite pistol jumped into sight. The black muzzle is locking the most lethal part of human beings, like a poisonous snake that has been waiting for a long time, and will fire the fatal bullet at the next moment.
In the dark interior of the limo, on Doych's head, the bulging blood vessels were beating faintly with the rhythm of his heart. His face had become ugly, and blood covered half of his face. His cross-shaped pupils were because of the rage in his heart.
And there is an urge to burst out.
It didn't hit the vital point, but in the narrow area of the driver's seat of the limousine, and because the body was tied with the most lethal safety belt, even if the eyes could easily capture the trajectory of the gun muzzle at the next moment, the body's movements
But it was severely restricted. When breaking free from the restraints of the seat belt, the first few bullets could barely avoid the fatal vital points, but they could not completely avoid them.
There are traces of bullets hitting the neck, face, chin, and some parts of the upper body. The caliber of the pistol is not particularly large. Except for the two penetrating wounds on the neck and face, the remaining bullets are all still stuck.
In his body, the surgeons, whose keen senses have been greatly increased, would have an extremely strong feeling if they consciously sensed the foreign matter invading the body.
But as long as he lives, there are only two thoughts in Doich's mind right now, and this is one of them. The other is to completely kill the person who shot him. He did not act immediately after being shot, because that would
Under the violent reaction of the child's body, a large number of electrical signals were transmitted on the nerves, and it was impossible to put his next actions into practice. Moreover, he did not know the model of the other party's pistol, and the number of bullets in a magazine was also unknown.
This was also what he was thinking about at that time.
But when you hear the sound of the opponent changing the magazine, there is no need to look for an opportunity.
Without any hesitation at this moment, Deutsch opened his cross pupils, and quickly raised his arm that took out the pistol on his body. There was no unnecessary movement in the process. Even if there were any, Deutsch thought that they could no longer affect what was about to be displayed in his eyes.
The determined result is out.
The other party was changing the magazine, and at a glance it was clear that he was not a professionally trained person. His technique was very rough, and because he was nervous, his movements at the moment seemed clumsy. Doihe couldn't understand why he was being treated by such a person.
The persecution was so bad. But fortunately the enemy was such an untrained person, otherwise the enemy would be like any surgeon, and under such restrictive conditions, he would face a certain death situation.
But there is no other possibility, and no one can change this established fact now. Deuh thought, the pistol was slowly rising like a flag in the morning sun, waiting for the moment when the tongue of fire spurted out. He opened his mouth full of blood.
The mouth and the tattered half of his face did not affect his smile, and the exposed teeth were red with blood.
Pressing his fingers down, the gunshot of exploding platinum bullets rang in his ears as he expected, and the vibration of his eardrums made his whole body feel comfortable. But the next moment he felt something was wrong. There was no fleeting feeling in his eyes.
When the flames came, the head of the man with glasses in front of him did not explode as he imagined. The man was standing outside the car door, looking at him in astonishment. Moreover, there was a violent shock in his chest.
Feeling pain, the limousine seemed to be falling downwards, and Deoyhe found that his eyes were tilting downwards rapidly. He glanced down slightly, and saw that there was nothing there, and most of his body had been broken off at the back. There was blood like a ball leaking air.
The passage passed and the process could no longer be felt. The upper half of Doich's body fell, and his eyes that returned to normal finally caught a glimpse of the narrowed red eyes in the back seat.
"I should have thought that being overweight would have a fluctuating effect on the efficacy of the medicine." This thought came to Deoh before his thoughts disappeared.
"Isn't it better yet?" The voice next to him was obviously urging and impatient.
"The other party is also a good player. He was fully prepared before invading the signal of our conversation. How could the problem be solved by just pressing a button." Jerbo responded to Savina's words. At this time, he had already extended the gift.
The car stopped on the side of the road and dragged out his equipment to hurry up and regain the lost contact with Doich.
Less than ten seconds have passed, but bad expectations have already arisen in everyone’s mind.
When the communication was interrupted, Jerbo on the side first thought that it was due to the signal masking in the basement, but the abnormal electronic sound revealed a big problem to his professional eyes.
I hurriedly started debugging. The other party was a good hand, but Jerbo was also a professional.
The three of them were silent in the night wind. As the electronic sound suddenly disappeared, the interrupted communication returned to normal. But there was no sound coming from there, only the silence that was almost the same as that around them.
Glancing at each other, Jerbo read the thoughts of Savina and Buck.
"Hello, Doich? Are you still here?" Jerbo asked, and got a few seconds of silence. Then there was a sound like a car door, and then someone answered the communication equipment over there, in very standard Imperial language, with
In a tone that teachers usually use in class.
"Hello, the person you are calling cannot answer the call at the moment. Please try again later to apply for communication."
"Pa." The call was immediately hung up, leaving only the three of them looking at each other in the night wind.