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The moment the two sides raised their guns, Yang Ping smiled.

He knows that he and the other side are both aiming at the other side's vital point: the heart!

In this kind of guerrilla sniper, only aiming at the heart is more reliable. After all, the head is more flexible and harder to aim than the chest.

Because of this, Yang Ping has the confidence of winning this time, he has a heart-guard on his chest!

boom!

The two guns fired almost at the same time, and neither side was ready to let the other side have a chance to react.

Both bullets hit the expected position as scheduled.

The thrust brought by this grab directly caused Yang Ping to fall to the ground.

But fortunately, although he does not know martial arts, at the very least, the breastplate directly allows him to block most of the damage.

This shot just made him feel a little stuffy in his chest.

He stretched out his hand and took out the breastplate on his chest. Looking at the breastplate that had been completely deformed but had not been penetrated, Yang Ping laughed and murmured: "It’s okay, grandma’s. I did the task last year and chose this reward, otherwise I'm dead."

With that said, Yang Ping stood up directly, and then folded the gun that he had finished shooting sniper bullets into the shape of the box again.

Yang Ping took a sigh of relief, and then walked slowly toward the place where the man fell.

"Hey, Xu Fan, what am I going to do, but it took a lot of effort, I have to add more money!"

As he walked, Yang Ping spoke directly to his earphones.

On the other end, Xu Fan's eyes are already slightly narrowed, and even the breath coming in and out is already intermittent.

"Good job..."

Xu Fan spoke laboriously to the Bluetooth headset.

Hearing Xu Fan's praise, Yang Ping touched his head, smiled, and said nothing.

The moment he walked up the hill, Yang Ping's pupils shrank and he fell down on the spot. The moment he got down, he could clearly feel that a bullet hit his back directly. .

How can it be!

Yang Ping's eyes widened to the extreme. With the shot just now, he could clearly feel that it had completely hit the opponent's chest!

Why now...

At this moment, the assassin saw a missed shot, and quickly ran to the right. He had to distance himself from Yang Ping.

Others didn't know, he knew it when he recognized that the other party's killer was Yang Ping.

Yangpyeong’s box contains at least 30 submachine gun bullets!

As he ran, he took down the special bronze medal that was tightly clinging to his chest and put it in his pocket!

"Fortunately, when the organization created the brand for itself, it used a special alloy, otherwise this shot would be overpowered."

This killer thought to himself.

At this moment, Yang Ping was lying on the grass, already sinking into deep despair.

This time he came, all the bullets were in his carry bag, but just now, in order to cover Xu Fan, he had already left the bag at Xu Fan's door!

For a while, if you want to go back and get your bag, without the suppression of your own sniper rifle, you will make it clear that you will become a living target!

Damn it!

Yang Ping gritted his teeth, and it looked like he could only rely on the submachine gun in his box to fight the opponent!

However, what worries Yang Ping is that in order to transform the gun into such a way that it is easy to carry, he has already maximized the damage value of the gun and weakened it. Now, as long as the target is ten meters away, it is no longer possible. Has complete lethality!

Moreover, it is still a duel in the mountains and wilds, under the cover of various flowers and trees, if you don't want to get close to the opponent within five meters, it is difficult to guarantee that you can kill the opponent!

I can't say, I will kill my life when I shoot myself again!

Thinking of this, Yang Ping also knew that he could not delay, he quickly climbed up from the ground, chased the opponent's pace, and began to run in the mountains that he was not familiar with.

At this time, Xu Fan, who was leaning on the wall of his courtyard, knew that the other party was definitely not dead after hearing the shot.

After learning about this, Xu Fan had already gritted his teeth and began to worry.

He now only hates why he doesn't know anything about guns. If he is familiar with it, he can find Wu Ming to borrow a gun to defend himself, and he won't be what he is now!

"You are Xu Fan, right?"

While Xu Fan was secretly regretting, a man suddenly didn't know where he came to Xu Fan, looked at Xu Fan, and said with a chuckle.

"Yang Ping, I have one more here!"

With that said, Xu Fan directly ditched the earphones and began to secretly brew his strength.

At the person coming, he chuckled and said: "I just...cough, may I ask you?"

At this moment, he was chasing with the other party, and at the same time, Yang Ping, who could have escaped three shots along the way, heard the sound from the earphones.

It was just a pause in the footsteps, and then slowly stopped.

Damn it! How come there is!

Yang Ping was almost desperate at this moment, and now he was already a little weak in dealing with the assassin in front of him.

And there is another person on Xu Fan's side!

This made Yang Ping really weak.

However, he still knows the basic choice.

He must now run back to save Xu Fan, and he still can't let himself be killed in the middle, otherwise, it would be useless to say anything!

It should be impossible for the opponent to know the effective range of the mini submachine gun in the box in his hand. Use this to contain the opponent!

Thinking about this, Yang Ping turned around and started running down the mountain.

Fortunately, this hill can be regarded as a lot of trees. The assassin is still more than ten meters away from Yang Ping. At this moment, seeing Yang Ping suddenly turn around, he is also taken aback.

However, his reaction was still very quick, and he followed carefully behind him. He didn't dare to get too close, because he knew that Yang Ping still had a miniature submachine gun in his hand!

Seeing the opponent slowed down to catch up, Yang Ping knew that it was impossible for the opponent to know the true range of his gun!

opportunity!

Yang Ping gritted his teeth, quickened his pace, and then fired a few shots behind him before he continued to run.

Now, he only needs to run under the old banyan tree to temporarily block the opponent's vision and buy time for himself!

Hurry up!

Yang Ping gritted his teeth and ran quickly.

"It turns out that you are Xu Fan."

The man smiled lightly at Xu Fan, then stretched out a hand towards Xu Fan’s chest...