Fan Ya quickly kowtowed heavily and begged: "Vice Captain, please give me a way out. I know I was wrong... We once had a life-long friendship. You..."
"You know you're wrong? You killed four brothers in the camp, and you still have the nerve to ask me to let you live?" The man hit the back of Fan Ya's head with the butt of his gun, causing Fan Fan's head to break and bleed. "You should
You know the first rule of our snake group is not to kill each other! The last thing I can’t tolerate is killing one of our own!”
Venomous Fang's forehead was pressed against the cold ground, and the cold touch of the gun came from the back of his head. He knelt stiffly on the ground, and was so frightened that cold sweat broke out on his back, and he whimpered in a whisper:
"I am also forced to have no choice...I don't want to be like this..."
"Where is the information you stole? Hand it over!" The man straightened up again, but the muzzle of the gun was still pointed at the back of Venom Fang's head.
"Just... right in the car..." Venomous Fang raised his head, turned around and pointed at the off-road vehicle behind him.
"Hurry over and get it, leave it to me!"
Venomous Fang slowly stood up, staring at the pistol opposite him, and said timidly: "Vice-Team, please put away your Desert Eagle first, I'm worried that it will suddenly fire..."
He is not joking. After spending so many years in the Snake Group, who doesn’t know that deputy team member Fan Yong has a favorite gun? In 1986, within one year, MRI specially produced 1,000 collector’s edition .357 Desert Eagles; including 100
Gold version, 400 silver version, and 500 copper version, all numbered 0.357. Fan Yong’s favorite gun is one of the 100 gold versions. Perhaps because the end of the year is so far away, the "Desert Eagle" was released
Fan Yong was famous for his tendency to go wild. One time, Fan Yong stuck a gun in the back of his pants and was shot in the buttocks. This incident became a joke in the camp and made many people laugh.
Fan Yong put away his beloved gun and ordered again: "Get the information immediately!"
"Yes! Yes!" Venomous Fang stood up slowly, lowered his head, and glanced at the deputy team quietly. Seeing that his hands were hanging in the air, he indeed put away the Desert Eagle. He turned around and turned as fast as possible.
He quickly took out the pistol from his body, turned around suddenly, and shot Fan Yong repeatedly in the chest.
Although he sensed the danger immediately, Fan Yong obviously did not expect Venomous Fang's attack. When Fan Yong reached for the gun, it was already too late. He was holding his favorite gun in his hand and was hit by two bullets at close range.
The shot caused his body to fall backwards and to the ground.
"Hahahahaha..." Seeing that he succeeded with one blow, which was unexpected, Fan Ya couldn't help but laugh up to the sky. He walked up to Fan Yong triumphantly, lowered his head and looked at him with a smile, "I didn't expect that, deputy captain,
Will I take action against you? Even I was shocked, my marksmanship was taught by you personally! You still trust your own people so easily, this will kill you sooner or later!"
As he spoke, he reached out and wiped the blood from the back of his head, instead of being angry he smiled: "When you hit me on the back of the head with the butt of your gun, I knew that my chance of survival was about 50%. From what I know about you
, if you regard me as an enemy, you will shoot me directly. Hehe, I guessed it right. Don’t you understand that from the day I turned out to be the snake group, we were enemies, Vice Captain
!”
Fan Yong lay on the ground, his limbs weak, staring at the fangs unwillingly, as if fire was coming out of his eyes. But now it was too late to do anything.
Fan Ya knelt down, took the "Desert Eagle" from Fan Yong's hand, pointed at his head and made some gestures.
"Such a good gun shouldn't be kept as a collection. It would be such a waste to follow you. Why don't I keep it for you?"
Fan Yong, whose internal organs were injured, was unable to resist. He just asked the other party to give him a happy understanding. But the vicious fangs would not give him such a chance.
"Vice-Team, just lie here and repent. Before you die, I will tell you another secret. In fact, I am just a defector, insignificant. There are other lurkers in our Snake Group, and those are the greatest harm!
The Snake Group is about to perish, so you should go down below and wait for your good brother!"
As he said that, he threw up his head and laughed again, then turned around to drive Fan Yong's car, but after starting it for a long time, he failed. Venomous Fang came out cursing again.
"Fucking unlucky!"
Angrily, Venomous Fang fired another shot at Fan Yong's body. This was no man's land anyway, and the sound of gunshots could not disturb anyone at all.
After venting his emotions, Venomous Fang quickly replaced his car with his feet and continued his escape journey.
Fan Yong was lying on the ground, his soul seemed to have been separated from his body, and he had no consciousness at all, waiting patiently for death. He didn't know how long he waited, but the face of a strange man suddenly appeared next to him.
The man was very handsome. Perhaps because he was lying down, looking up, he felt that the man was very tall, and the aura of violence emanating from his body was as if the god of death had come.
Is this the God of Death? This thought flashed through Fan Yong's mind, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He silently closed his eyes and waited for death to come. Although he was unwilling to do so, he could only suppress it.
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Ma Long heard a burst of gunfire from a distance, so he quickened his pace and came over.
Finally feeling the destination, I saw two off-road vehicles with their fronts smashed parked on the side of the road. One of them was the one that Venomous Fang drove away when he escaped. Not far from the car, lying near the green belt, was a tall, thick-set man with a full face.
His body was covered in blood. Ma Long walked to the injured man and saw that he was still breathing. He suddenly reached out and grabbed his ankle. He seemed to have something to say, but he fainted before he could say anything.
Anyone who saw this scene could deduce that this was all done by Venomous Fang. In line with the principle that an enemy without an enemy is a friend, Ma Long decided to save his life.
Gathering a little fairy energy with his fingers, he helped heal the wound on his chest, and then touched his forehead to wake up the man.
"Am I... dead?" Fan Yong opened his eyes and saw that person again. He suddenly felt full of strength and sat up suddenly, "Hey... I... my injury is healed?"
Fan Yong was surprised and happy. He stood up and looked at the clothes on his chest that were stained red with blood, but the skin inside was intact. If the blood hadn't been too glaring, he would have thought that the scene where he was shot just now was a dream! This
It’s incredible. The fatal gunshot wound was healed instantly. Is this strange and mysterious man in front of me a god?
"You...you saved me?" Fan Yong asked, "You can heal gunshot wounds instantly? How did you do it?"
"Now is not the time to discuss this issue." Ma Long quickly stopped the other party's questioning and asked first, "Did the fangs hurt you? What is your relationship?"
Fan Yong was shaken and asked: "You also know Fang? What is your relationship?"
Seeing that the other party not only did not answer his question, but instead asked himself, he shook his head and smiled: "He is my target for this mission. It's a pity that he ran away. What about you?"
"What a coincidence, he was also my target, but I accidentally got shot by him twice!" Fan Yong spat on the ground bitterly.
Ma Long looked at Venomous Fang's escape route, thought for a moment, and asked, "Do you have any plans to continue chasing him?"
"Of course!" Fan Yong said loudly, "How can anyone be shot three times in vain and not return the favor? Brother, are you willing to help me?"
Ma Long grinned: "The target escaped from under my nose, which is also annoying me!"
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