Five hundred and fifty chapters open life is so inexplicable
Three rounds of turning bullets made Mr.
Sprint up.
Having the same superpower as Carlos the Cross, he knew very well that Carlos, who had fired three bullets with curved bullets, would be disabled in at least thirty seconds to a minute.
It would be a fool not to seize such a good opportunity.
And even after a minute, Carlos's shooting accuracy will definitely drop significantly when his arm is sore and weak, and it will definitely be impossible to recover within a few minutes.
X, who thought he had caught the perfect opportunity, never thought that there would be another person who could shoot a curved bullet from 200 meters away.
"Plop, pop", a heart beating 400 times per minute and a large amount of adrenaline provide X's body with explosive power that is several times higher than that of ordinary people.
He ran through the passage of more than 20 meters at a high speed, and with a "bang", he smashed through the crumbling floor-to-ceiling glass that had been hit by many bullets, and flew over the Metropolitan Building on the opposite side.
Yes, fly. William, who is at least 200 meters away, seems to be flying over.
Moreover, this guy took out his gun during the leap and killed three killers directly. One of them was killed by a roundabout bullet.
Then he fell into the building on the next floor on the top floor, rolled several times, stabilized his body and hid behind the wall, took out his mobile phone and called the Assassin Brotherhood members who were ambushing around.
"What's wrong".
"The cross is in the Metropolitan Building. He just fired three rounds of curved bullets at me. He is now out of power. You should surround him immediately. Hurry, we only have three minutes."
"Understood", a female voice with some excitement replied.
After hanging up the phone, Mr.
After killing the last killer with one shot, Mr.
Just as I was about to turn around and go downstairs to chase after him, a burst of "ding, ding, ding, ding" came from my cell phone.
Without thinking, x knew that the call was from Carlos to buy time.
And X became equally ill-intentioned as soon as he thought about it. There was an ambush from the Brotherhood downstairs. Talking to Carlos on the phone at this time not only allowed him to relax his vigilance, but also distracted him.
For top assassins, the one or two seconds of distraction often means death, so x put away the gun in his hand, walked to the assassin's pocket and took out a mobile phone.
"Those three shots didn't kill me. I'm surprised, Carlos."
"It's really a pity that I didn't kill you directly, but maybe you misunderstood, those three shots were not fired by me, bye, x".
It wasn't Carlos who drove it.
Then with a "pop" sound, a bullet passed through X's forehead, flew over the Metropolitan Building and disappeared.
"Poof", the super assassin Mr. X was tricked to death by William and Carlos the Cross.
The spider robot that shocked Mr.
After a few minutes, several people in civilian clothes and holding guns cautiously walked onto the rooftop. William, who was walking into the parking lot, let go of his left hand that was rubbing his right arm. He was the one who fired the three shots just now.
If he had only used a pistol, William would have been fine even if he fired ten rounds of curved bullets, but the distance between him and
So I could only use a long gun. After three shots, William's right arm was inevitably a little sore. Fortunately, after a few minutes of healing magic, the arm had recovered.
After shaking his hands and feeling that there was no problem, William turned his attention to the smart glasses and watched several members of the Assassin Brotherhood flying to the rooftop of Metropolis.
When these people saw Mr.
On the contrary, only Fox, a beauty who looks similar to Big Mouth Julie, really kept calm and checked the scene.
After a moment, Fox pointed to the building where William had stayed not far away and said, "Either Cross Carlos has been hiding his skills from us, or there is someone who can shoot a curved bullet from 200 meters away."
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"What?" the bald man nicknamed Gunmaker growled in disbelief, "How is this possible? No one can shoot a curved bullet and hit the target 200 meters away. The friction of the air alone can make the bullet deflect.
Go to heaven."
"Whoa, whoa," a siren sounded from under the building. Fox glanced down and found that in addition to the two police cars under the building, there were also many police cars coming in the distance. "I'll go see the other side."
Look at the trajectory of the bullet, you go back first."
"No, let's go together, someone will give us the on-site survey report," the gunmaker said.
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Watching Fox and the others leave, William raised his arm, waved four fingers in front of his eyes a few times, and whispered with a smile, "If you have the physical qualities ten times better than ordinary people, you can do the same."
Just as he was feeling proud, he suddenly heard the reminder of Sunday in his ears, "Sir, the shot fired by Mr. Carlos of the Cross was at least 4 kilometers away. According to my estimation, even if you want to avoid this kind of sniper attack, it will be difficult."
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"No, you don't understand. Sniping from this distance is the least threatening to me."
William didn't tell Sunday that his mental power had early warning capabilities, and that this kind of sniper shot that took bullets to fly for seven or eight seconds was the least threatening to him.
I opened the car door and drove happily to my home in the Upper East Side. When I got home, I opened a bottle of red wine and lay down on the sofa with my eyes closed to rest.
Half an hour later, a device on the top of the living room suddenly shot out a 3D virtual image, "Sir, I think these images may be of interest to you."
William opened his eyes and saw the Brotherhood assassins who had returned to the textile factory and were reporting to Sloan.
After listening to the report, Sloan took a long time to read the gun battle site exploration report that had just been sent, and pondered for a long time before saying, "So what we have to face is Carlos the Cross, who is much more powerful than we imagined."
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"Or, in Thelma's office, it was another person who shot x three times?" Fox reminded.
"No", Sloan thought for a while and shook his head. "Those three shots should have been fired by the cross, and the person who really killed