Two bullets pierced the sky and shot towards Wang Fan again. Wang Fan's forward body suddenly stagnated, and the first bullet flew past his head.
Extremely thrilling.
Immediately afterwards, Wang Fan suddenly moved sideways while holding Dai Shuangshuang, and the second bullet also flew past his body, missing it by a hair.
Wang Fan's whole body is like a humanoid machine, as quiet as a virgin and as dynamic as thunder. No matter whether it is reaction, consciousness, or speed, it is not perfect like a human being.
He was able to dodge every bullet narrowly, and even if he was injured, it would only be a scratch, far from serious injury or even death.
"How is that possible? How is this possible? I am a sharpshooter. This is a special gun with special bullets! How can I not kill him?"
Seeing this scene, the gunman was completely panicked and confused.
The marksmanship and self-confidence that he was proud of were shattered to pieces in front of Wang Fan!
He couldn't accept it.
"I don't believe it, I don't believe it! I can definitely kill him! I can definitely do it!!!" His forehead was covered with sweat, and he couldn't help but roared unwillingly.
It's like fear, but also like cheering myself up.
However, his hands holding the gun were trembling slightly.
If his mind is confused, his marksmanship is destined to be unable to reach its peak.
Plop, plop, plop!
He fired five bullets again in one breath, but Wang Fan calmly dodged all five bullets.
To him, it was like being slapped hard on the face by Wang Fan one after another, causing burning pain.
At this time, Wang Fan was less than ten meters away from him.
Ten meters, compared to Wang Fan, can be said to be reached in an instant.
He could no longer remain calm and fired all the bullets in one go, trying to injure Wang Fan and give himself a chance to survive.
But although the idea is beautiful, the reality is cruel.
This time, Wang Fan didn't even have to dodge, the bullets hit the sky without even touching the corner of his clothes.
"Did you enjoy the fight? Did you enjoy the fight? Next, it's my turn." Wang Fan gave the gunman a playful look, and the next second, he was already holding Dai Shuangshuang and jumped over like a sharp sword.
"I'll fight you!" The gunman was shocked and suddenly threw his gun at Wang Fan, then clenched his fist and rushed towards Wang Fan crazily.
He had clearly seen Wang Fan's strength before. Those fellow dead soldiers were like chopping melons and vegetables in Wang Fan's hands.
Therefore, he had no idea of escape at all. He could only try to survive with all his strength.
"Fight? Who do you think you are? Do you have the strength to fight with me? You are a rookie gunman. If you hadn't been hiding in the dark and firing cold shots, I would have crushed you to death in minutes."
"Now that you don't have a gun, you are even less worth mentioning in my eyes! You can't kill me even if you carry a special gun and use special bullets. How do you think you can kill me now?"
Wang Fan smiled disdainfully, grabbed the special gun thrown by the gunman, threw it to Dai Shuangshuang in his arms, then stood up and punched it out.
Powerful and sinking!
boom!
There was a heavy sound, and the gunman's fist was shattered by Wang Fan in an instant. When he retreated, Wang Fan had already pinched his head with his backhand, pressed hard to the left, and hit the side stone wall hard.
Bang!
There was another violent sound, the gunman's head exploded, and blood spurted out.
However, he did not die, Wang Fan still allowed him to breathe.
The gunman screamed miserably, his eyes full of shame, anger and madness.
Compared with the pain of the injury, he felt more pain in his heart.
Wang Fan actually scolded him as a rookie gunman. How could he endure this?
insult!
This is an insult!
"What? Not convinced?" Wang Fan looked at the gunman's shameful and angry look, threw him to the ground like a dog, and sneered disdainfully, "Do you know why I didn't kill you? I just want you to see what it means to be a sharpshooter.
"
Wang Fan said sarcastically, suddenly let go of Dai Shuangshuang, took out the gun from his arms, and pulled the trigger mercilessly at the gunman.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
After five snatches, all five fingers of the gunman's left hand were shattered and turned into pulp by the bullets.
Five fingers? What a small target that is? In addition, the shooter’s fingers are not spread out, but slightly curled up.
Under such circumstances, Wang Fan was able to accurately explode all five fingers without any deviation. What kind of marksmanship is this?
The gunman screamed pitifully, his eyes filled with shock.
Wang Fan's shooting skills and voice were like a sharp thorn, piercing deep into his heart, making him desperate and frightened!
"Did you see that? This is called a sharpshooter? By the way, I'm going to blow out your other five fingers next, so be prepared." Wang Fan said lightly and raised the pistol again.
He was very angry with this gunman, and now that he had the opportunity, he would naturally humiliate him severely.
Nothing is more painful for a shooter than having his confidence shattered.
The gunman's pupils instinctively shrank, his other hand instantly grasped the wheel and turned around, and moved closer to his body.
Firstly, the fingers were connected to the heart, and the feeling of having his fingers exploded was really uncomfortable and painful. Secondly, he didn't want Wang Fan to succeed and his confidence to be shattered even more.
As long as Wang Fan couldn't hit his other five fingers, he wouldn't feel so uncomfortable, and he wouldn't feel so humiliated.
Plop, plop, plop!
Wang Fan watched the gunman's movements playfully, raised his right hand, and pulled the trigger again.
After the gunshot, the gunman's other five fingers were shattered again, and several bullets even entered his body, causing blood to surge wildly.
"ah!"
The shrill screams echoed through the air, which was horrifying.
"I didn't lie to you, did I? I'll hit you wherever I say. This is called a sharpshooter, you know?"
Wang Fan still humiliated the gunman severely, then put away his gun, took the special gun from Dai Shuangshuang, grabbed the magazine on the ground, replaced it, and pointed it at the foot of the mountain.
He had clearly seen a large number of dead soldiers rushing up crazily.
magnificent.
"Next, let me show you what a sharpshooter is. Open your eyes wide and experience a visual feast."
Wang Fan said with a smile, pointed the gun at the dead soldiers at the foot of the mountain, moved his fingers slightly, and pulled the trigger repeatedly.
Plop, plop.
There was a series of sounds, and the dead soldiers at the foot of the mountain were shot in the head one after another.
They were like moving targets. Every time a gunshot rang out, someone's head would explode and fall to the ground. The gunshots were accurate and dripping with blood.
The other dead soldiers were shocked, and instantly screamed and dodged to the side, quickly looking for cover.
But even so, nothing could stop Wang Fan's killing spree. The sound of gunshots was still ringing, and the ruthless bullets were still harvesting lives one after another.
Even those who found cover were all accurately hit by Wang Fan's bullets at the same location, penetrating the stone wall and breaking their heads.
The gunman looked at this scene, his eyes turned dead for a moment, and his face turned gray.
"Did you see? This is how guns are played. In the next life, remember to practice your marksmanship before playing with guns." Wang Fan said, turning the muzzle of the gun, pointing it at the gunman's head, and then, bang, pulled the trigger.
The gunman died.
In the RV, Li Tianying could no longer sit still. He couldn't help but punched the window glass, and the glass shattered. The blood skeleton did not continue to enjoy the blood in the cup, but stood up slowly, and said ferocious words in his mouth.
Another bloodthirsty voice said, "It's almost time, I'm going up."