Absolute Honor

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The sight got up from the ground, and walked staggeringly towards the gunman who was still lying on the ground.

The gunman lay on the ground, blood dripping from his'chest', but he still struggled to crawl towards the gun he had landed on the ground, and tried to pick up the gun with his still movable hand.

The front sight raised his hand and shot his intact hand.

This guy suddenly screamed again.

The front sight stepped on the gun, pulled him to his feet, and then picked it up and ‘plugged’ it around his waist.

In this unfamiliar country, in this unfamiliar city, the front sight needs a gun too much.

He checked his wound, and the bullet seemed to be stuck in the flesh.

He took a deep breath, as if he didn't hurt his lungs, which made him a little relieved.

When he walked to the cabinet, the sight opened the drawer of the ‘draw’ and turned the cabinets and cabinets to look for ‘medicine’.

This gun was choppy and was not protected by a body armor. After passing through the first gunner, it struck the right'chest' of the front sight. Although the penetration power was reduced, the stopping power became stronger. The wound on the front sight looked messed up and opened. It's not a small hole, and the amount of bleeding is really a lot.

Now there is no time to find the bullet. The bleeding is to stop first, and then a doctor must be found to take out the bullet inside.

Because the'chest' is a vital part, the front sight didn't dare to take the knife by himself, for fear of infection, and secondly, I felt that the bullet should not be far away from my lungs, maybe it hit the bone, in case there is something wrong with my own hands. Shen punctured the diaphragm or scratched the lungs, that would really kill him.

Fortunately, the luck of the sight is not too bad. Somm’s house has a lot of trauma ‘medicine’.

This is a slum. The police often come to sweep the'snatching'. Once they come, there will be a gunfight. No one can say that he was bad luck and was hit by stray bullets that day. So the slum houses usually have'medicine' items, and those gang members often Be a good person and send some common and commonly used'medicine' products.

The sight found adhesive tape and cotton yarn, as well as hemostatic agent, and poured the hemostatic agent on the surface. There is no needle and thread, nor can it be sutured. The wound can only be blocked with cotton yarn, and the blood stains around the wound are wiped clean. Adhesive cloth , I hope the hemostatic agent can stop bleeding from the wound.

After getting everything done, the front sight tried twisting the arm, and it was a bit painful when the muscle was involved, but it could be held back.

He took out a new suit cover from MacGyxian's rucksack, lest he had blood stains too eye-catching, and he might be surrounded in less than a few minutes after leaving here.

Then he walked to the first dead gunner, squatted down and turned over him, taking away his magazines, wallet and other items.

Then I came to the dead man, turned out the contents in his pocket, and found his ID card to take a look.

"Damn it! Is it Kloster?"

He only glanced at the name of the ID card and knew that something was wrong.

The man who died wearing Nike shoes was Somme's husband and the Brazilian who married that year.

Although the sight had never met this god-in-law, he knew his name.

Looking at the face that had lost his **** ‘color’, but his eyes were not closed, he could tell that the man had been shot several times without any protection, and he was sent directly to see the emperor.

He stretched out his hand to close his eyelids, and the sight crossed his chest.

"Sorry, I'm late."

After doing this, he went back to the assassin who still hadn't died, pulled a low stool and sat in front of him.

Then, the crosshair took care of his thoughts of ‘chaotic’ and ‘chaos’.

Who are these people! ?

Is it a gang member?

This is a slum, and drug crimes are everywhere. Maybe it's because my brother-in-law, who has never met before, has gotten some shameless ‘transactions’, which led to this situation today.

However, he quickly rejected his idea.

Because the pistol in his hand turned out to be a Taorus pt7o9 pistol.

After all, the front sight is a well-informed mercenary. He is very'proficient' in firearms. This type of pistol is a kind of Brazilian domestic pistol, and the model is more advanced, so it is equipped with the military police department's door. , Generally, there are very few trades in the market.

He couldn't help but open the wallet he took out from the dead gunner. On one side of the wallet, he was holding a work card with his head in a uniform. It was obviously a police officer!

FAK!

This guy is a police officer!

He immediately leaned over and pulled out his wallet from the other gunner, and opened it at his grunt.

Also a police officer!

"Fak!"

The crosshair felt his scalp explode and couldn't help but cursed secretly.

I came here to find relatives not far away, and killed two local police officers in less than three hours after getting off the plane!

emperor!

What a scapegoat this is, I actually let myself carry it!

Countless thoughts flashed through the sight of the sight.

Is Som married to a gang member?

Your own ‘door’ just encountered the police handling the case?

But it's not right. If it's a policeman, why use a muffler, and there is no reason why they didn't shoot directly without warning at all.

He scratched his head, and suddenly there was another thing that surprised him.

Looking at the gun in his hand, he did not have any psychological adverse reactions.

The previous symptoms of ptsd have been cured without ‘medicine’!

Maybe it was because I was forced to shoot at the critical moment of my life just now~www.wuxiaspot.com~ like a blocked water pipe, suddenly a powerful stream of water rushed it away.

One pass Belden, one smoothness.

With the current sight, there are no bird things!

I really don’t know if it’s a comedy or a tragedy!

The sight himself didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

All the answers now seem to be lying on the ground in the body of the undead policeman.

"I want to ask you a question." The crosshair leaned down and looked at the bleeding policeman. "If you tell me the truth, I can't kill you, but call you for an ambulance."

"You are dead..." The policeman lay on the ground, his face showing a dark smile, "You...you are dead..."

"Me?" The sight was stunned, "Do you know me? Do you know who I am?"

"Hey..." The police still didn't answer his question head-on, repeating the meaningless sentence: "You're dead...you're dead..."

"Fak!" The crosshair suddenly became angry. He couldn't accept this kind of guy who didn't take his questions seriously. Now it is obvious that the other party's life is in his own hands. He has to let him know who is Zhuang and who is Xian. !

To the police, the sight has a natural aversion, but his subordinates will not show mercy at all.

He took the pistol, pointed it at the wound on the gunman's arm, and slammed it in!

"what--"

The guy's screams were even startled by the sight, and he quickly grabbed a rag and stuffed it into his mouth, then stepped on his mouth.

"My patience is very limited. I will ask you again, why on earth are you here and why are you killing Kloster!?"&1t;/nett>

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