Military: Let you report, you can easily catch the wanted criminal

Chapter 1577 Where does the dog bark come from?
On the display screen in front of them was a blurry map of the locations of Jiang Fan and his companions.

At first they just wanted to confirm whether Jiang Fan and the others were safe, but now they were curious and found surveillance footage from another angle.

It was the robins and several others lying on the ground in a mess.

It was no wonder that he was furious. He must have been unwilling to see his people being killed by Jiang Fan.

"This guy is really interesting. He didn't even think about where his bullets came from, and he even had the nerve to ask Jiang Fan to spare his life."

"Who said it wasn't true? Jiang Fan is quite patient and is playing cat and mouse with them?"

Shi Wenyuan laughed twice, which made it even funnier.

Jiang Fan listened to the other party talking for a long time and said impatiently: "Is it over yet?"

"Where is the barking dog coming from?"

"There's one bullet left. If your man can dodge it, he's lucky. If he doesn't, he's just unlucky."

"Instead of wasting time with me here, you might as well go find those wizards who perform rituals and ask them to increase Alvin's luck."

After saying that, he took off his headphones again.

The person in charge of the robin left alone yelled into his headphones.

Peng Yue couldn't stand it anymore, so he stepped forward and said with a smile: "This ridiculous joke should be over, right? You are the leader of a mercenary group, and you can't handle your own soldiers, and now you come to lobby our people?"

But the person in charge of the Robin didn't seem to understand the meaning of this sentence. As if grasping at the last straw, he said, "How about you talk to Jiang Fan? You are all together, he will definitely listen to you if you talk to him."

He met Peng Yue's suspicious and scrutinizing gaze.

He even said bluntly: "How much do you want? Just name a price! I will definitely give it to you!"

Peng Yue sneered, "Are you sure? Our ace troops belong to Xia Country, and the economic strength behind us comes from the confidence given to us by the country. You are just a mercenary organization. Why do you think you have the ability to convince me?"

"If you don't want money, then what do you want?" The other party didn't get the point.

Peng Yue even wondered how such a person could negotiate business with others. Could he really grasp the other party's key points?

"I want you to get out of here right now." Peng Yue was no longer going to tolerate him. After saying this, he returned to his seat with a cold face.

"What an idiot, totally brainless. Meeting such a person is a waste of time."

Peng Yue said speechlessly.

Shi Wenyuan consoled him, "I've already told you not to waste your time with dogs. People like them are stubborn and unrepentant."

"If he had any intelligence, he shouldn't have left the special forces and become a mercenary."

Zhang Xu keenly smelled a hint of gossip from it.

"Do you know anything?"

Peng Yue also came over with a curious look on his face.

Shi Wenyuan shook his head: "What can I know? It's just that more than ten years ago, wasn't the last Qilin Special Forces Competition organized by our Xia country? I was not the general manager at that time."

"But working with the chief, we are the organizer and have many projects to take care of, so I have met him."

"He was a special forces soldier at the time, but from a small country. His abilities were pretty good, but unfortunately there were too many talented people in that class, and he was eliminated in the second round."

"I didn't expect to see them again, this time. But things have changed. I heard that the small country is no longer strong and doesn't even have any special forces to show for it."

Peng Yue said: "Things have really changed. It seems that some people are willing to betray their country for money."

"This kind of thing is not rare, it can be found everywhere. On the contrary, those who can stick to their original intentions and always stick to their beliefs are worthy of our admiration."

A person suddenly popped up in Zhang Xu's mind: "I really admire Jiang Fan." "No matter what Jiang Fan has experienced or done, he can always stick to his own ideas. This kind of person is a real strong man."

Peng Yue also nodded: "Yes, the key is that he can do anything, any cross-industry change, there is nothing that Jiang Fan is not good at."

"He can fly a fighter jet, make prosthetic limbs, and be a leader on the battlefield."

At this time, Jiang Fan, who was praised by them, was playing guerrilla warfare with Alvin.

Of course Alvin wouldn't just leave.

His mind is now filled with revenge, and unless he cuts Jiang Fan into pieces, he will never be able to get rid of the hatred in his heart.

But Jiang Fan was tracking him too closely. As soon as he moved slightly, Jiang Fan's gun tip adjusted immediately.

But Jiang Fan was reluctant to shoot, which seriously affected his mentality.

He just took the bullets from his three teammates, a total of seven bullets.

"Even if it's just a matter of probability, I can always kill him," Alvin thought.

The two men fought this guerrilla war, which was not exciting at all, for a full hour.

The parties involved hadn't had enough fun, but Li Sen's mentality was about to collapse.

"Jiang Fan, why are you playing with her? Can't you just shoot him?"

"What a waste of time. We only have bullets, and we don't have many left."

Jiang Fan smiled and said, "Why rush? Someone might hear the gunshots and attract a few people over here."

But during the confrontation with Jiang Fan, Alvin became more and more aware that Jiang Fan was like a cat.

He was like a mouse trapped in a box, and his every move was under Jiang Fan's control.

Each of Jiang Fan's bullets hit his side, exactly. One centimeter more and he would have been injured. One centimeter less would have meant that the man was not capable enough.

But every shot was like this, which was enough to show how terrifying this man's gun control ability was.

He thought he was lucky for the first few shots, but after changing his position a few times, he realized that Jiang Fan did it on purpose.

He had never felt so desperate. He had no ability and could only play the cat and mouse game with others to humiliate himself.

He looked at the last bullet left in the gun, made up his mind, and pointed the gun at his heart.

Jiang Fan couldn't stand this!
If you die, won't I have one less head?

Alvin seemed to have made up his mind and was about to take action when suddenly, he felt a tingling sensation in the palm of his hand.

There seemed to be numbness on the hands, and gradually, the area of ​​the numbness began to spread, and there seemed to be a layer of warmth attached to the numbness.

Before he could react to what it was, his palm could no longer hold the gun. Seeing the gun fall to the ground with a lot of blood dripping from it, he realized that he had a gun in his hand.

The numb feeling gradually disappeared, and the heart-wrenching pain began to spread from the palm of my hand.

"what!"

He gritted his teeth, but still couldn't help but growl in pain.

Jiang Fan jumped out from the trees and walked up to him with big strides.

"You want to die now? Weren't you quite arrogant before?"

When the other party saw Jiang Fan again, there was only despair in his eyes.

"Jiang Fan, just kill me, please, okay?"