On the streets of the busy city, Datou was running with sweat all over his body, his breath was very unstable, and his physical strength was extremely exhausted. But even so, both his eyes and hands were always at their peak state, and he could shoot a fatal shot at any time and at any time.

during the battle.

What is the biggest difficulty faced by long-distance snipers?

It's not that you are inaccurate, but that someone is getting close to you. When the gun in your hand cannot exert its most powerful power, the sniper is equivalent to losing his hands, eyes, and even his life.

I ran from the downtown area to the residential area, and from the residential area to an office building.

Almost subconsciously, Cheng Datou and the other party chose two buildings respectively. No matter what method they used, they entered the building. After a few minutes, they raised their guns and began to observe with a scope in the area where they could see the opposite side.

The building chosen by Cheng Datou has twenty or thirty floors, while the building chosen by his opponent has at most a dozen floors. It is obvious that the opponent can occupy a relatively large area on the roof of the building first and lay out a complete gathering position first.

The muzzle of the gun is flat, rising along the opposite building. The sniper is very confident. He has already taken the absolute advantage. From now on, no matter where Cheng Datou appears from above, he will be exposed to his muzzle first, and he must go first.

Have the opportunity to shoot.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

For twelve full minutes, the sniper was not impatient, but noticed something was wrong. He subconsciously leaned forward with the gun, thinking that Cheng Datou had run away. The position of the scope and gun just followed the less half of the body.

After exiting the parapet on the roof, I was about to observe the area below.

puff!

As if a bullet had been waiting there for a long time just waiting for him to appear, it shot straight into the center of his eyebrows. The last sight left in his eyes was the muzzle of Cheng Datou's gun sticking out of the public toilet of the building. How could he?

Knowing that he would definitely appear here, how could he make such an accurate judgment? With his angle, he could easily be sniped from both sides, and why could he judge my position so confidently.

Da Tou calmly put away the gun, took a long breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his whole hair was soaked with sweat. He felt that the energy in his body was suddenly drained, and he sat slowly along the wall holding the gun.

Come down, just now he bet his life on the accuracy of his intuition, experience, analysis and judgment.

"A truly strong man will never face a situation that is 100% certain. A strong man must be able to trust his own judgment, survive in desperate situations, and experience different scenery between life and death. Those who are so powerful that they cannot be matched will definitely

You may not be the strongest, but you must be a fearless person who can bravely win between life and death." Datou kept this sentence in mind, a sentence passed down from Heimu's mouth with decades of experience. Just now, he bet a

He was unsure of the overall situation and bet on 100% control within a local area. He won the bet. He won the bet on the habits left over from certain routine subconscious actions of the sniper.

A minute later, Datou stood up, casually wrapped his gun in his backpack, and walked toward the opposite building with his body lowered...

At the corner of the underground rental apartment, the man with the hairband stood disdainfully in the alley between the corner and the building, twitching his fingers at Hulang.

The people chosen by Mo Tianci have at least one thing in common, and that is the pride in the battle, the pride of being invincible, not afraid of any opponent, and facing any opponent is like facing a weakling who can be knocked down at any time.

With this mentality, he had an absolute psychological advantage before the war. The balance between arrogance and self-confidence is often the comparison of ultimate power.

Tiger and Wolf wield butterfly knives in both hands. They don't care that the two triangular swords their opponents take out are far superior to theirs in terms of length and portability. The knife is still a knife. It depends on who uses it. Even if I give you a pistol, you can't deal with an experienced person.

A veteran fighting with bare hands.

Quick victory!

There was no fluctuation in Tiger Wolf's eyes, but he had already made up his mind. After the passing test, the knife moved with the person, and once again rushed towards the man with the hairband, facing the opponent's three-edged military thorn, he held the butterfly knife in the shape of a dagger with both hands.

.

Puff!

The man with the hairband did not expect to send the weapon into his opponent's body so easily. He was stunned for a moment. In a duel between masters, life and death can often be decided in an instant.

The tiger and wolf's arms competed, and the muscles on their bodies tensed up for a moment. When the opponent's power did not fully flow out of his body in the dazed moment, the butterfly knives in his hands were like deadly soul-stirring chains, going up and down, hitting his throat.

Go down into the chest.

The man with the hairband decisively gave up the three-edged sword and leaned his upper body back to avoid the throat attack. Another butterfly knife from Hulang was pierced near the chest. Using the inertia of the force exerted by Hulang on the knife, he moved back.

Get out of the tiger and wolf's attack range.

Covering his mouth, the man with the hairband hunched back against the wall, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were covered with red bloodshot eyes. He stared at the tiger and wolf with a ferocious face. The arrogance he had before also disappeared with the outcome of the fight.

They all dispersed and looked at the tiger and wolf walking slowly over, with a ferocious smile on their lips, raised their heads, and motioned for the tiger and wolf to follow what he pointed at, and a hairband was placed on a small window at the end of the alley.

The man kicked her into pieces, and the cry and sobbing of the young girl inside could be heard.

"Hulang, you are an orphan. They are also orphans. Do you know which orphanage they came from? You have been there." As he said that, he took out a pistol from his waist and pointed it at Hulang and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

What greeted him was nothingness. The tiger and wolf had long disappeared under his acting skills. The man with the hairband had bloodshot eyes and widened his eyes. He wanted to move his head to look for the enemy's shadow, but he already felt some kind of sensory touch that he didn't know whether to call it pain or numbness.

, listening to the enemy's voice in his ears, looking at the scene that suddenly burst into red in front of him, he wanted to speak but found that he no longer had the ability to speak.

"I said, you can't stand on the stage at all."

Standing behind the man with the hairband, Hulang put away the butterfly knife and looked at the man with the hairband whose throat was cut as he fell to the ground with eyes wide open and eyes wide open. He then looked at the girl who was tied to a chair inside the broken glass window.

, as if muttering: "I am a killer."

With a raised hand, the butterfly knife flew out and flew into the room along the glass window, directly piercing the girl's eyebrow. The huge inertial force caused the girl to fall backwards. The rope that was tied tightly to her body before falling down

She also relaxed, and there was a gun in her hand. From the angle where she was sitting, even though her hand was behind her, it was not difficult to adjust the angle of the gun to shoot the tigers and wolves outside the window.

Hulang covered the wound pierced by the military spike with his hand and walked back slowly. Like Datou, he was willing to believe in his comrades, but he could not ignore the possibility because of his belief. He wanted to go back and fight!

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A spacious room with no color to speak of. It was nothing but lewdness. When Tong Du followed the dog-lead girl into the room, the light dimmed, and then a lewd voice sounded. A shirtless man emerged from the darkness.

He walked around, walked up to the dog keeper, kicked the dog away, hugged the dog keeper, and their tongues intertwined. Through the dim light in the room, you could see how close the two pictures were to Cheng Xiaoyu.

Very similar.

The dog-lead girl was like a queen, standing there enjoying the man's clothes, her eyes and brows filled with love.

"Bitter love, even if you are as powerful as you, you will fall into such a situation. It is ridiculous and sad. There are still many men in this world, and there are many outstanding people. Why do you have to suffer? Well..." The dog-lead woman groaned comfortably,

Press the man's head and lick your chest to make it easier for the other person's hands to access your lower body.

Tong Du's eyes were a little blurry, and the dog girl's eyes flashed with joy, and she continued: "Come on, enter the new world, you will have more choices, there are countless people here.

You choose and do whatever you want." The dog-lead girl picked up a whip and whipped the man who looked somewhat similar to Cheng Xiaoyu hard. Figures came out of the darkness one after another, all in the light.

Wearing only a pair of sports pants on the upper body, they are different in height, short, fat and thin, handsome, tough, beautiful, cool and sunny, and they slowly walk towards the child poisoner.

"Come on, you will like all this. Your heart is hot and you desire to have more. Cheng Xiaoyu is just an ordinary man. You can't give up all men for him. When you know how good men are,

You will soon forget about him. Men, it only really works if it works down there..."

One by one, ferocious objects emerged from the sweatpants, and were held casually in the hand of the dog-lead woman, her face flushed as she felt the scorching heat above.

"Tong Du, you are a woman who can have everything. You shouldn't be subordinate to others. You can be the one in control yourself. You don't need to obey other people's orders. Come on, come and have yours. Everything here is yours.

Of, including me..."

The dog-lead girl took off her shackles and exposed her perfect figure in front of Tong Du. She stood with the bodies of those strong or handsome men and walked towards Tong Du, as if she wanted to hold her tightly.

Wrap tightly.

Resting the snake-shaped knife, how fast Tong Du is and how precise his attacks are are fully revealed at this moment.

For seven seconds, no one stood in front of her. They all turned into corpses, including the dog-lead girl who didn't know where she was.

Fang reveals his true identity as a wolf, facing child poison, no matter what it is, the end result is the same.

Tong Du lay next to the dog girl's ear, feeling her last breath, and whispered: "Some men are different, and you don't understand."

Because of the difference, the child poisoner can break free from the hypnotic words and environment. The entry point of the dog girl is perfect, and she immediately attacks the weak point of the child poisoner. With the combination of superb hypnosis and environmental hypnosis,

Everything was so perfect, but the dog-lead woman talked about another kind of long-lasting relationship between men and women. No matter how good a man is, there is no limit to the supply, and no woman can use her inexhaustibly. She was wrong.

She has estimated the definition of perfection in Tong Du's heart. Even if it is not perfect, she will feel perfect as long as she chooses it. Even if the man is missing arms and legs, she will be hypnotized forever. The hypnosis of the dog-lead girl stopped here.

It can no longer have any influence on the child poison.

So, she died.

Tong Du looked at the photos of Cheng Xiaoyu hung by the dog keeper on the wall to create an atmosphere, and was slightly absent-minded for a moment...

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In the spacious hall, there was no trace of Mo Tianci, only the sumo man, the tiger and Daou were left. The sumo man pressed a switch, and the ground was lifted, leaving only a small round platform in the center.

, with their stature, they could only barely stand, while the tiger was lying motionless in the distance. All the remaining areas were covered with a layer of transparent liquid material. The sumo man laughed evilly and pressed the button in his hand again.

When the switch was turned on, the area where the tiger was located suddenly flipped, and the roar of the tiger was heard. The king of the forest no longer had the dominance of the past. He rolled in pain in the layer of liquid object. After a short time, his whole body was completely covered with tears.

It turned into a corpse, with all its fur, flesh and blood burned to pieces by the strong sulfuric acid. The blood mixed with the sulfuric acid on the ground made people even more horrified.

Two alien super giants, who were also in the ordinary crowd, looked at each other. The sumo wrestler hooked his fingers and raised the corners of his mouth.

Da'ao touched his forehead: "Holy shit, it's so fun." He gave up all the tricks and techniques and chose the purest way, one punch, one punch, one punch, choosing to use the toughest way to knock down the opponent, in just ten minutes

For a few seconds, blood spattered, and no one took a step back. Their feet were rooted to the ground. Half a step, it was sulfuric acid and they fell to the ground. There was no room for you to fall to the ground.

Ooku punched the sumo man on the chest, causing the fat to tremble. The sumo man swallowed, and you could see that the fat chest turned red and purple instantly.

The sumo man slapped Daou on the shoulder, causing Daou's legs to bend slightly. He gritted his teeth and stood up again, and his fists continued to hit the opponent's body.

If there were cake makers standing here, it would feel like they were constantly smashing the dough with a big mallet. However, the way these two fought was too bloody, with strong sulfuric acid surrounding them, and they would use their strength and resistance to each other.

The fighting ability was performed to the extreme, and the wounds and blood on the body quickly turned each other into bloody men. From a distance, it looked like two piles of dead flesh attacking each other, until one party was completely beaten to a pulp, until one party persisted.

He couldn't help but fall into the sulfuric acid water. The death of the tiger reduced the thin layer of sulfuric acid water a lot. It is expected that the person who fell in would not have a big splash. The eyes of the two people looked at each other.

Believe in the fact that if you lose, don't lose your pride. A sumo wrestler is not a hairband man. If you lose, you will die. If you lose, you will never cheat.
To be continued...