Chapter 2047
Words:866Update:22/10/11 22:40:53
Although the second target reacted, all he saw was a shadow flying past him. Just as he was about to shoot, he heard something exploding in his chest.
It was the bullet that pierced through his heart with great force. His beating heart was severely damaged, and its mission was interrupted.
There was no chance for his opponent to slow down, nor was there any threat to his consciousness. One second, he was breathing fresh air, and the next second, he was facing death.
Ye Chien, who had fired two shots, was the first to fall to the ground with his right hand. By the time the gunshot disappeared, he had rolled two and a half times on the ground and was leaning against a tree. He was panting slightly.
The gunshot wasn't loud. It was as low as the sound of a drum being struck twice. It didn't have any frightening power.
Even the smell of gunpowder was blown away by the salty sea breeze. In less than a minute, it was blown away without a trace by the sea breeze.
Ye Chien, who heard the sound of someone falling to the ground, didn't immediately come out to check. Instead, he leaned against the tree quietly. He counted to five in his heart before he left.
The black figure, who had fled at least fifty meters away, ran too fast. He didn't hear the footsteps behind him. He cursed under his breath and sat on the ground with his hands on his knees.
Before he could relax, a cold voice came from behind him.
"Stand up."
The person who spoke pressed a hard object against his temple. "Put down the thing in your hand. Otherwise, I can guarantee that the thing in my hand will not be polite to you."
The voice was low and slow. It was obviously a threat, but there was an indescribable elegance to it. It made people's hair stand on end.
"God …" The black figure, who was so shocked that he almost peed in his pants, breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the voice. Even his tense shoulders relaxed.
This damn Huayi! One day, I'll send you to God!
The Western man who looked down on Yu Huayi could only curse in his heart. It was stupid to get angry at his own people.
Even though he knew that it was stupid to get angry at his own people, he couldn't let go of the prejudice in his heart. He shouted in English with a heavy accent, "Jack! Where did you come from?! "
His head tilted to the side, and the frightening gun barrel hit his forehead. The man, who was already in a sorry state, was instantly enraged. He raised his hand and fiercely waved Hua Yi's arm away.
"Damn it! Are you going to keep pointing at my head? Put your gun away, Chinese! "
This was the anger that came from the humiliation of being seen in such a sorry state.
But he didn't fling Hua Yi's arm away, nor did he let Hua Yi take away his gun. Instead, the gun was pressed against his forehead … He even heard the sound of the trigger being pulled.
"… You … Hey, partner, what are you trying to do? Don't joke about guns. "Just now, he had dared to throw a tantrum, but now, he was terrified. His lips were trembling as he spoke.
The Chinese man, Xia Jinyuan, whose arm was hurting from the slap, put away his gun and said in standard American English, "You seem to be afraid? Do I need to be afraid? You have a gun too. "
The man who didn't have a gun pointed at his head was even angrier. He gritted his teeth and replied with resentment in his eyes, "Of course I'm scared! If it were you, you would have been killed by them long ago, just like this … "
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
