After Xia Yu entered Wolf's line of sight, he moved to his right and at the same time narrowed the distance. Wolf's right eye was disabled. If he wanted to see clearly what was on the right, he had to turn a certain angle more than usual.
This little difference in time determines his life or death.
In a strange arc, before entering Anderson's shooting range, Xia Yu closed the distance with Wolf to about ten meters. This distance is the most powerful distance of the steel ball anti-riot gun.
Xia Yu took out a riot gun from behind and pulled the trigger on Wolf's lower abdomen.
Bang!
The unique dull sound of the riot gun sounded, and dozens of round steel balls were sprayed out of the barrel. They all hit Wolfe's lower belly.
After several confrontations, Xia Yu had already figured out Wolf's true identity. He was a "medicine man" through and through, the kind of guy who relied on biochemical drugs to gain strong physical strength.
Such people usually have great strength and tough muscles and bones. Even if they are shot at close range with a pistol, as long as they do not hit their vital points, the damage will not be too great. Moreover, the medicine numbs their pain nerves, making them
They almost feel no pain. Xia Yu has seen a "biochemical drug man" who was still charging wildly after being shot more than a dozen times.
To deal with such people, we can only strike hard and kill them, otherwise they will still be a great threat even if they are seriously injured.
Therefore, the target of Xia Yu's shot is the man's absolute vital point. If an ordinary gun shoots a single bullet through his pants, it may not be accurate, but a shotgun like a riot gun can shoot a large pellet when sprayed.
It's really accurate.
A large number of high-flying steel balls penetrated Wolfe's pants, beating the man's two fragile balls into broken egg yolks.
Amid the shrill screams, Wolfe's gunfire stopped abruptly, his remaining left eye almost popped out, and he collapsed to the ground, covering his vital parts.
However, his pain only lasted for a short while. Xia Yu suddenly flicked his other hand, and a three-edged arrow came out. It accurately penetrated into Wolf's thick neck, and a large amount of blood spurted out from the severed artery.
, this person is finished.
At this moment, Anderson had turned around, and his peripheral vision caught sight of Wolfe who was lying on the ground. He immediately moved his feet together, quickly retreated, and at the same time adjusted the pistol to battery mode.
Chug tug tug…
The Glock 18 pistol was like a submachine gun, spraying out projectiles continuously.
Faced with a pistol at such a close distance, even the elite of the special forces would probably not be able to escape the fate of being shot. But Xia Yu was different. For enemies holding firearms, close combat was his preferred method.
Through the enemy's gaze and arm movements, Xia Yu can easily predict the direction of the opponent's shooting. With the use of ghost shadows and trace steps, he can always avoid the position where the gun is pointed at the moment the enemy pulls the trigger.
Xia Yu's figure was like a dancing butterfly, fluttering and dodging all the bullets.
Kaka...
The large-capacity magazine that can hold thirty-three bullets has been completely emptied, but Xia Yu didn't even hurt a single head.
Anderson's pupils shrank to a thin line. He had never encountered such a difficult enemy. His hands were already stained with the blood of at least five elite Chinese agents. Those top agents with high skills were born with special abilities like his.
In front of people, only
There is a way to die. You must know that after calculations with professional instruments, his reaction speed and muscle toughness are ten times that of ordinary people, and his movement speed is more than five times that of ordinary people. Even those murderous masters in the dark world died in
What he had in hand also exceeded double digits!
However, how could the young guy in front of me be so fast and have such weird body skills?
The moment the bullet was empty, Anderson realized that he would never have the chance to change the magazine. He simply threw away the pistol, put his hands on his waist, and took out two black daggers. He paused with his feet and stopped retreating.
With a sudden movement, his body suddenly rushed towards Xia Yu, and the two daggers moved up and down, slashing towards Xia Yu's throat and lower abdomen.
Xia Yu made a mistake, dodged to the side, and at the same time threw the anti-riot gun at him.
With a click, the riot gun was cut in half by Anderson's knife. Xia Yu narrowed his eyes and said, "The knife is not bad!"
"It feels better when stabbed into the body!" Anderson waved his right arm, and the dagger pierced Xia Yu's heart again.
"Yeah?"
When the first dagger was less than five centimeters away from Xia Yu's heart, another dagger also struck with a whistling sound. This dagger was faster and aimed at about ten centimeters behind Xia Yu's throat.
.
If Xia Yu retreated, even if he dodged the heart-piercing stab in front, he still couldn't escape the throat-sealing knife from behind.
However, Xia Yu did not retreat, or even duck to the side. The moment before the dagger was applied, his waist bent backwards as if it had been bent, making Anderson's two daggers empty.
When he leaned back, Xia Yu's hands naturally rested on the ground. He exerted force on his waist, and with a "whoosh" sound, he kicked out his feet in succession, one kicking towards Anderson's knees and the other towards his heart.
Anderson's moves were old, and if he changed his moves, he would definitely be kicked by Xia Yu. His reaction was also very fast. He twisted his wrists, pointed the tips of the two daggers downward, and suddenly jumped forward and downwards.
"Die!" Anderson shouted.
Xia Yu raised the corner of his mouth, flicked his waist, retracted his legs strangely, and kicked out from his chest.
This series of actions happened in a flash of lightning. Anderson thought that by hitting his abdomen and knees with two kicks, he could stab the dagger into the opponent's chest. However, when the dagger was still two or three centimeters away from Xia Yu's chest, Xia Yu
His feet were already on Anderson's chest.
Bang!
Amidst the muffled sound, huge power exploded in Anderson's body. Even though his muscles and bones were much tougher than ordinary people, they still could not prevent Xia Yu's strong internal force from invading.
Anderson's internal organs and meridians were severely damaged in an instant. Under the powerful impact, Anderson flew up like a ball thrown into the air. But Xia Yu still kept moving, and with a strong push of both hands, an inverted dry land plucked onions flew into the air.
He stood up and kicked with both feet at the same time.
Bang bang bang!
There was a dull sound, and after seven or eight kicks, Xia Yu made a somersault and fell to the ground. He wiped his forehead with lingering fear. There was a faint dark red near the edge, which was Anderson's dagger.
The scratch he suffered when he fell was the only wound on his body in this battle...
Bang!
Anderson's body also fell down and fell to the ground. His ribs were all broken, his meridians were severed, and his internal organs were also shattered. He died in the air.
Xia Yu lowered his head and picked up the dagger on the ground, nodded slightly, "This equipment is not bad! It belongs to me..."