One shot per person was able to instantly shock these guys who had countless lives on their hands.
Li Cheng has met many people, and he can easily read the meaning in everyone's eyes.
Most people spoke with serious expressions, but the calm eyes and tone of the young man in front of him left no doubt in his mind.
This guy really dares to shoot!
"How dare you..."
Xiang Shan was furious in his heart, and he opened his mouth to say harsh words, but just two words came out.
His vest was instantly soaked with cold sweat.
Because in Mu Fan's indifferent eyes, his fingers directly pressed down a third of the amount!
He pulled the trigger!
Once halfway through, the bullets in this pistol will shoot out directly, pass through the brain, and kill you completely.
Trying to suppress the trembling in his heart, Xiang Shan finally shut up at this moment.
I believe that many years later, these soldiers present will remember those cold and indifferent eyes.
Mu Fan was the first person to take action directly at the base of the Secret Service.
He was also the first person to dare to place a pistol heavily on the major's forehead when surrounded by dozens of pulse rifles.
Hearing Mu Fan's indifferent eyes that did not hide his murderous intent, Xiang Shan was finally... afraid.
This is a lunatic!
However, at this time, Rong Wei, who was standing at the front, took a step forward with cold eyes.
"Put down the pistol, or you will die today."
Hearing this, Xiang Shan should have had a glimmer of hope in his heart, but after looking directly into Mu Fan's eyes, all he wanted to do was curse Rong Wei.
Can you wait until he is released by this kid before you say harsh words?
Mu Fan didn't even raise his eyelids. He still looked at Xiang Shan who was starting to get scared in front of him, and said calmly:
"You can put down the gun, but don't mention the handcuffs to me anymore. You want to handcuff me? Yes, follow the charges."
Rong Wei's chest rose and fell in anger as he spoke slowly. It had been a long time since he had been truly angry.
If the Secret Service is a soft persimmon, then anyone can step on it and kick it, so who else are they going to arrest? They should disband as soon as possible!
"I say it again, you have no right to negotiate terms. Put down your pistol, otherwise you will be dead today."
Mu Fan had no idea why this woman hated him so deeply. He just instinctively felt that this woman was too noisy.
He finally glanced at Rong Wei with cold eyes. His fierce eyes seemed to make people feel like he was facing a ferocious beast!
"I don't want to say it again. If you want to kill me, you can try it and see who dies in the end... or me?"
"Noisy woman, I'm afraid if I kill you, your death will be in vain. I really want to try the consequences of you provoking the privileges of the Centurion Medal..."
Mu Fan was really a little impatient. There was no one in this group of people who could pose a threat to him.
As for the self-discipline weapons in the surrounding corners, Mu Fanli ignored them.
As long as he opens his mouth, it will definitely be these dozens of people who will be swept to death. His danger will indeed be greatly increased if he is too close, but on the other hand...
These self-discipline weapons have entered the force field diffusion range of Mufan's watch.
Now these weapons are named black, not special.
However, what Mu Fan didn't expect was that when "Centurion Medal" was spoken, most of the faces of the people in front of him changed color, including Rong Wei's frown.
"Order of the Centurion?"
This time it was Mu Fanle's turn. He glanced at Xiang Shan sarcastically, and then at Rong Wei.
"Can you please investigate carefully before arresting someone? I really don't know where you get your confidence? A group of people who haven't even reached level 20 want to kill me here."
Mu Fan's words were merciless, but the listener felt cold in his heart.
Especially Xiang Shan, who almost cursed in his heart.
The order from above just said that catching a student is a bit tricky. Once caught, he should be convicted as soon as possible and die early.
So he didn't take what Captain Ye stabbed him seriously just now. There were so many medals, who knows what kind of medals these old veterans got, so they didn't want to handcuff them.
But listen to what I just said...
How many enemies did this guy kill to get that death-free medal!
And how does he know the physical fitness level of the people present?
Mu Fan really didn't know the specific level, but after experiencing the Mecha Martial Arts Competition, his spirit seemed to have acquired certain characteristics instantly, allowing him to perceive threatening enemies in his mental vision.
He had opened up his spiritual horizons since he got in the car, but unfortunately, there was no one present who could produce a tingling feeling in his mind.
People at level 20 can just feel a slight threat to him.
It's a pity that there...isn't available here.
Rong Wei didn't get angry after hearing Mu Fan's words this time, but quickly tapped the wireless headset.
"Intelligence Department, obtain the list of Centurion Medal recipients in Landu Star and report within the past year."
"Okay, during the query, there is one Centurion Medal winner within the past year. Name: Mu Fan. He is a special recruit student of the Army Reserve of Dingchuan College. The physical level has been recorded: Level 22, height..."
Hearing this, Rong Wei turned off the voice directly, and then glanced at Li Cheng next to him with a complicated expression.
Li Cheng's eyes asked, and Rong Wei nodded silently.
The two people finished communicating with each other.
"Reserve officer Mu Fan, we will not take coercive measures against you. Please cooperate with the Secret Service Department's investigation. Everyone put down their firearms and put on insurance."
Rong Wei really didn't want to say this, but what she said had to be fulfilled by herself.
As soon as he said these words, Mu Fan felt that Xiang Shan's body was no longer so stiff under the muzzle of his gun, as if he had taken a big breath.
Mu Fan even saw a hint of gratitude in his eyes.
"You know now?"
In the mental vision, everyone put away their firearms.
Mu Fan finally replied lightly, then slowly moved his right hand back, and the muzzle of the gun left Xiang Shan's forehead.
At that moment, the major opposite him was gasping for air. From the beginning to the end, the pressure brought by this boy under twenty years old was too strong, especially when the trigger was pulled, the sense of death that emerged instantly...
Almost suffocating.
Now he seemed to be pulled back to earth from the gate of hell.
Then, before Mu Fan finished his action, he turned the pistol slightly, pointed the muzzle at himself, and handed it to Xiang Shan again.
Xiang Shan subconsciously retreated, but when he saw Mu Fan's actions, he froze in embarrassment.
"Give the gun back to you."
Looking at Mu Fan's seemingly sincere eyes, Xiang Shan felt that the pistol in front of him could give him great confidence and security.
It was not that there was no intention in his mind that the gun would fire instantly.
However, when his finger subconsciously reached into the trigger ring, he accidentally touched Mu Fan's finger.
Mu Fan's right index finger also hooked around the outside of the trigger ring, and his entire palm grasped the barrel of the pistol.
Xiang Shan subconsciously raised his head and looked at Mu Fan.
Mu Fan showed a stern smile, and under the sleeves of his uniform that no one could see, the muscles of his right arm instantly rose up like iron.
Six types of steel!
The blood vessels on the back of my hand suddenly bulged.
Then with a heart-wrenching voice, Mu Fan's right hand clenched down.
When he let go again, a barrel like kneaded plasticine appeared in front of everyone.
Mu Fan retracted his arms behind his back and regained the harmless look he had at the beginning. Xiang Shan put back his pistol dully.
Even if he had the guts to do so, he wouldn't dare to shoot.
Why? Pulling the trigger will definitely explode the chamber!
Looking at the twisted barrel of the gun, a chill rose from the hearts of everyone present.