As Christmas approached, the Northern American region had ushered in a slight chill. However, with Geraldson's back facing the window, the chill was not as strong as the one in front of him.
The cigarette at the corner of his mouth burned slowly and the ash spread. Geraldson could not care less about flicking the ash away. He just stared at the staircase at the end of the corridor.
The corridor was pitch-black. Only the dull sound of footsteps gradually approaching. The sound was dull as if every node was trampling on Geraldson's heart.
Instinctively, Geraldson slowly reached out and pulled out his gun from the inside of his jacket.
It was a Beretta M9. It was 217 millimeters long, weighed 0.96 kilograms, had a muzzle velocity of 333.7 meters per second, and an effective range of 50 meters...
This gun had been with Geraldson for many years. He had carried out many missions and had wounded and killed more than ten criminals.
As he gripped his old friend in his hand and felt the pattern on the handle, Geraldson's heart calmed down slightly. Then, he stared at the dark corridor.
It seemed like only a few seconds had passed, but it also seemed like several minutes. When the approaching footsteps reached the staircase, Chen Chen finally saw a man wearing a trench coat and a top hat appear at the end of the corridor...
This person was about 1.8 meters tall and had a medium build. He wore a black trench coat, a black scarf, and a black jazz hat. From afar, he looked like a patient who had come to the hospital for treatment.
The brim of the jazz hat and the scarf blocked Geraldson's vision, making it impossible for him to see the other party's face.
Seeing this, Geraldson did not relax. Instead, his heart tightened. He slowly raised his pistol and aimed at the mysterious man dozens of meters away.
"I'm a federal investigator. Sir, please stop immediately!"
Geraldson's voice echoed in the empty corridor. It sounded very abrupt, but the mysterious man in front of him did not care at all. He kept his head down and continued to approach Geraldson.
"I'm warning you again. Stop right now, stop right there!"
Geraldson gritted his teeth and warned again.
However, the second warning was still ineffective.
At this point, Geraldson had confirmed the identity of the other party. He simply aimed at the other party's right thigh, then hooked his finger and pulled the trigger!
"Bang!"
A violent gunshot broke the silence of the night, echoing continuously in the corridor. However, Geraldson's pupils shrank, revealing a shocked expression.
Because he clearly saw that the moment he fired the shot, the other party actually moved his right thigh slightly, directly dodging the bullet!
Was it a coincidence? Or …
Geraldson seemed to understand how terrifying his opponent was and no longer held back. He aimed directly at his opponent's chest and pulled the trigger repeatedly!
Bang bang bang bang bang!
A series of gunshots rang out, but at the same time he fired, the mysterious man's body suddenly shrank as if he had been electrocuted. His body suddenly trembled, and he bent his body at lightning speed!
Instantly, all five bullets missed!
Geraldson felt his scalp tingle as he watched the mysterious person continue to move forward as if nothing had happened. The other party could even fire multiple bullets? How could this be?
Suddenly, Geraldson saw a tear in the corner of the mysterious person's clothes caused by a bullet. He immediately realized that the reason the other party was able to dodge the bullet was that the other party had been staring at his finger.
The other party had calculated the landing point of the bullet the moment his finger pulled the trigger. Therefore, in the eyes of ordinary people, it seemed like he had dodged the bullet, but in fact, that was not the case.
This was a kind of prediction!
This kind of prediction was impossible for ordinary people. After all, the speed of the bullet was more than three hundred meters per second. It was not a speed that humans could react to at all. To dodge a bullet, there was no other way but to predict in advance!
Thinking of this, Geraldson simply covered his trigger finger with his left and right hands and aimed at the other party's head again.
"If you can't see my finger bend, I'd like to see how you can dodge!"
Geraldson muttered in a low voice, then pulled the trigger again with a cold expression!
"Bang!"
However, the moment he pulled the trigger, Geraldson's vision suddenly blurred. All that was left in his line of sight was the rapidly enlarging figure of the other party!
The other party was so fast that it seemed as if he was crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood. Before Geraldson could pull the trigger completely, the barrel of the gun was firmly grasped by a hand like a steel claw!
'Not good!'
Geraldson's pupils shrank. At this time, his gun barrel was grasped by the other party and he was already in an empty state. No matter how he pulled the trigger, he could not fire even half a bullet. Therefore, he could only retreat and at the same time, kick the other party's lower body!
With the strength of many years as a special forces soldier, whether it was a man or a woman, as long as he kicked the lower body, they would immediately lose their combat effectiveness!
However, this kick was destined to miss. The other party took a slight step back and the kick was completely aborted. At the same time, the other party's counterattack was very simple. He raised his right fist and punched at Geraldson's chest in a devastating manner!
Geraldson had just kicked out and had no time to dodge. However, his many years of combat experience still made him subconsciously raise his arms and cross them in front of his chest!
"Crack!"
Unfortunately, the other party's fist did not even touch Geraldson's arm. Instead, it penetrated through the gap between his arms at a tricky angle and directly shattered his sternum!
"Ah!"
A trace of blood immediately spilled from the corner of Geraldson's mouth. His remaining fighting spirit made him poke at the mysterious man's eyes, but he only managed to reach a knight's hat. He took the hat off the other party's head!
At once, a pair of cold, almost inhuman eyes appeared in front of Geraldson.
Geraldson quickly retreated to the window, clutching his chest with a horrified expression.
What kind of eyes were those...
Geraldson had seen countless eyes, some full of vitality, some full of darkness, some cruel or compassionate... However, no one's eyes were as lifeless as the eyes of the person in front of him, almost devoid of the vitality of a living person!
"What kind of monster are you..."
Geraldson muttered in a low voice. Then, he gritted his teeth and slammed behind him!
At once, there was a sound of glass shattering. Geraldson broke through the window and fell straight down!
This was not the time to care about his colleague's life. He might not necessarily die if he fell straight down, but if he continued to face this monster in front of him, he would undoubtedly die!
At this moment, this was the only thought in Geraldson's mind.
All this happened in the blink of an eye. From the perspective of an ordinary person, the two sides had only exchanged blows for a moment. However, in these few seconds, both sides had gone through gunfights and hand-to-hand combat. Geraldson, the retired ace of the special forces, was completely abused like a child in front of the other party!
Just when Geraldson was ready to fall to his death, his chest suddenly tightened again. The other party's large hand reached out of the window and grabbed Geraldson's collar!
It was over...
At this moment, Geraldson's entire body was cold and the despair in his eyes could no longer be erased...
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