American Comprehensive Detective: Opening with a black gun

Chapter 26 Where to run 26

"I have understood the reasons for Brady's failure. This time I will take the lead directly. At this distance, I can't think of the possibility of failure!"

Victor has absolute confidence in himself.

As he said, he knew very well that Ron's recovery ability was amazing, and he miraculously survived the last time a bullet hit his heart.

Therefore, this time he will aim directly at Ron's head.

At this distance, the propagation speed of sound is much smaller than the flight speed of the bullet.

After the bullet is fired, the sound of the gunshot will be transmitted to the target's ears after the bullet hits the target.

In other words, the target will not hear any sound until it is hit.

Absolutely silent, absolutely one-hit kill, absolutely foolproof.

He didn't believe that someone could survive with a broken head.

"It's now!"

Ron clearly heard the direction from which the gunfire came.

"Huh, that's best!"

Ron tilted his head sharply.

In fact, Brady should have given up long before he failed.

On the other side, Victor was relatively calm.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Immediately, his body fell from the air. Fortunately, there were dense trees below to block it.

All fears turned into hatred.

A bullet passed through the scope and hit him, shattering the lens.

Suddenly, Howard roared hysterically: "Kill him, don't let him come here!"

"Bang!"

Victor's face was as dark as water.

Another bullet was fired.

The result was undoubtedly disappointing, with bullets missing one after another.

The glass shattered, and then he rushed out of the four-story building, ran in the air, and jumped to another building.

After searching the car, Ron raised his head slightly and wiped the sweat from his neck.

This was something Ron didn't want to see, so he pulled the trigger decisively.

It's a pity that I was blinded by hatred.

Isn’t it something that can only be mastered by those with special talents and rigorous training in an organization?

How could Ron possibly master the art of gun fighting?

Gun fighting skills, coupled with Ron's ghostly figure and speed.

A gradually forming fear suddenly surged into my heart.

After the head is broken, there is only one kind of person, and that is the dead person!

Along with his sprint, fierce winds arose.

Is he still a normal person?

This mission requires more money!

After all, Victor is an experienced killer and he was not influenced by Howard.

His figure flashed and rushed out at a strange speed.

"Bang!"

The unprecedented fear made him furious!

Identify the location by listening to the sound.

He took out two pistols and rushed outside.

His heartbeat accelerated rapidly, his blood pumped rapidly in his body, and Ron's figure slowed down in his eyes.

Now, Victor was roaring out of control again, and his boundless fear almost destroyed his will.

A shocking wound appeared on his head, and blood flowed down his neck.

After Victor rushed out of the room, he quickly rushed from one end of the corridor towards the glass at the other end.

The scope was blown away, and the flying debris cut his cheek.

Victor's expression changed drastically, and he had no possibility of dodging in the air. Then the bullet turned into three strange arcs and hit his legs and abdomen respectively.

He looked at Victor bitterly. It was this group of people who claimed to be very professional and extremely powerful. There was no one they could not kill, but they failed again and again.

He took down the telescope tremblingly, as if he had lost all his energy, and murmured: "It's over, it didn't hit again, it's dead, now it's dead!"

He had long stopped chewing the gum in his mouth, and through the scope, he stared at Ron's constantly jumping figure.

Suddenly, unknown clouds enveloped his mind, the hair on his back exploded, and a crisis that could only be detected by biological instinct struck.

"Snapped!"

As far as he could see, he could clearly see bullets reflecting golden light being shot towards him.

Ron, who was running, suddenly raised his pistol and shot Victor suddenly.

Ron's heart was pumping rapidly, which was not only the aftermath of the disaster, but also the sequelae of withdrawing from the state of gun fighting. Hormones were secreted crazily, the blood in the body accelerated, and sweat continued to flow from the pores.

"Hey, where are you going?"

How can this be?

At this time, of course, you have to avoid the edge for a while.

If this is the case, Sloan should have reminded me before taking action!

Ron, who was running, saw Victor rushing out of the building and running towards the roof not far away, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The figure suddenly stopped in the air.

Victor was no longer calm as before. He kept pulling the trigger, hoping that the blind cat would encounter a dead mouse and hit Ron even once.

The golden bullet flew out of the muzzle, cut through the air, and shot towards Ron rapidly.

Seeing the bullets coming out of the muzzle and heading towards him at high speed, he jumped forward suddenly, and the bullets almost missed his scalp and flew out, causing his hair to fly everywhere.

"No, I won't die here, right? No, no!"

"Missed!"

Ron's mind went blank for a while, and then there was a stinging pain in his ears, which reminded him that he had just been killed by a sniper rifle.

Blood flowed from his cheek, and Victor even forgot to wipe it away.

He was horrified.

Victor sneered, at this distance, how is it possible to hit me accurately?

As for the mission, as for Howard, these are not important compared to his life.

Howard picked up the telescope again and stared at the figure leaping closer and closer to them. A look of shock appeared on his face, and then he fell into endless panic.

No response.

"Bang bang bang..."

On the other side, Ron had been paying attention to the small building not far away, the third room on the left on the fourth floor.

He didn't care that his ears were gone. He was confident that his ears would soon grow back and be as good as before.

Howard saw that Ron had only lost one ear, and his pupils suddenly dilated. Then he saw Ron rushing over at a strange speed, tremblingly took down the telescope, and murmured in despair: "How is it possible? How is it possible? Again

It failed, it doesn’t make sense!”

Howard said this, but he didn't think it would fail this time.

But his rapidly beating heart and thickening breath hinted at his inner unrest.

Is he self-taught?

impossible!

Ron jumped sideways, and the bullet passed through the branches and leaves of the street tree and flew out of his right arm. In an instant, his right arm was severely bruised, and a large piece of flesh flew out. The bullet hit the stiff body with flesh and blood.

On the concrete floor, the ricochet shot through the trunk of the street tree.

He took a deep breath and quickly adjusted his mentality. His mood returned to calm, and he directly started the gun fighting state.

Unless Ron also knows how to fight with guns!

Suddenly, Victor's expression changed drastically, and his head suddenly moved away from the scope.

"Bang bang bang..."

The sound of bullets passing through the body was heard.

The gunfire came slowly.

Then he pulled the trigger again with an expressionless expression.

What the hell?

In downtown Chula Vista, most of the residential buildings are two- and three-story buildings. Victor could easily cross the distance between the buildings and escape quickly.

It shouldn’t be!

Infinite fear arose in his heart. If it hadn't been for the mysterious sense of crisis that had just arisen, if he hadn't just raised his head to wipe the sweat from his neck, if he hadn't entered the state of gun fighting almost instantly, he would be dead now.

"puff!"

He wants to use the blood of his enemies to dissolve this bitter hatred.

Thinking back on what he has done recently, Howard couldn't help but feel ridiculous.

His heart beat faster and everything around him moved in slow motion. Almost instantly, he entered a special state of gun fighting, and the bullets became clearer and clearer.

Victor pushed away the broken sniper rifle and cursed loudly with fear on his face: "Fuck, what the hell is this guy?"

At this moment, he also had a bad feeling.

Howard saw that the sniper rifle not only missed Ron, but the sniper rifle was also damaged.

"Puff puff……"

As soon as Howard's voice fell, a gunshot rang out.

Could it be that Boss Sloan also trained him?

But it feels so bad to feel like my life is being threatened again.

"Missed?!"

Ron actually knows how to fight with guns?

This guy can even dodge bullets?

Victor, who was walking in the air, suddenly heard gunshots.

The bullet passed through his ear, and the force easily tore his right ear into pieces, and the red color mixed with flesh flew out.

Victor finished venting his anger and regained his composure.

Since Ron couldn't be killed, Ron showed extremely terrifying strength.

Despite this, when he landed on the ground, he was covered in blood and lost the ability to move.

"ah!"

With a shrill scream, Victor fell from the bushes.

Ron just glanced at Victor, who was seriously injured on the lawn, and rushed into the building next to him at an even faster speed.

(End of chapter)