Fake Mechanic

() There are fewer and fewer buns in the bun cage, and Hawkeye's hand slowly approaches the cold and hard trigger.

All other things in the low-light scope disappear in Hawkeye’s mind, leaving only the back of the sniper’s head. At this distance and position, the 82mm caliber of b12.7mx will even cause penetrating damage to another person, but this makes Hawkeye feel even more To the joy of harvesting life.

The fat man reached out to grab the last bun regardless of the bulging in his mouth, and the sausage made a teasing expression of whether you want two more cages.

Dongfang showed a slight gray belly, and the two teenagers felt that they couldn't be happier to start a new day with such a full morning.

Even with Ruoxue's Bai Lingxing's hearing ability, it is impossible to hear the abnormal movement nearly one kilometer away. People who get up early and get busy outside the east gate in the early morning can already be seen sporadically, each doing their own things. The teenager who regards the other party as a good buddy will splatter blood on the spot.

Stretching his neck to swallow the steamed stuffed bun in his mouth, the one in his hand was just about to put it into his mouth when the fat man realized that his bowl of sweet rice porridge was running low, and he was about to snatch the half bowl of the sausage. Came over to swallow the last bun, and suddenly a cold chill rose from the tailbone and rushed straight to the forehead.

It was as if someone had put a sharp knife on his neck, and it would cut off his neck with just one push.

With the bun in his mouth, the fat man turned his head in confusion.

At this moment, Hawkeye opened fire!

A flame rushed out of the muzzle brake of the b82mx, and the exhaust gas of the gunpowder sprayed out from both sides, stirring up two slight puffs of smoke on the ground.

In the low muffled sound, the whole gun moved Hawkeye's body, visibly vibrating.

The bullet with a muzzle velocity of 900 meters pierced the air, brought up an invisible vortex, and shot towards the fat man!

Out of the corner of the fat man's eyes, he saw a blurry black shadow in the distance, and there seemed to be a little light flickering, as if a light bulb in a certain family was officially declared dead due to overvoltage.

A turbulent heat flow hit from the lower back in an instant, and the acceleration state of the five senses was automatically activated in the blink of an eye!

Wei's eager voice sounded in her heart!

"Sniper! One second!"

Wei cut first and then played again, the fat man's right palm unconsciously pushed out in the sound of the alarm, hit the edge of the dining table, and the dining table hit the sausage's chest, knocking him over on his back.

With the help of the remaining strength of his right hand, the fat man pressed his entire upper body towards the ground as hard as possible.

He understood Wei's warning in the blink of an eye, the flashing light was not flickering lights at all, but the muzzle flame of a hidden sniper rifle!

Everything looks like a slow motion replay to the fat man.

The table was lifted, empty plates flew up, two pairs of chopsticks were scattered and floating in the air, and the remaining japonica rice porridge in front of the sausage was splashing in a strange shape, and it was about to splash on his proud face.

As the coolness on the spine quickly turned into biting cold, what made the fat man even more terrified was that a spinning metal bullet was rushing into his eyes!

Faster than anything else!

Like the fangs of some kind of beast, and like an indifferent and slender eye, the high-speed bullets flashed faintly, piercing through time and space, and with cruel hostility, they resolutely killed!

In just one second, it has been killed from afar!

At this time, Wei's forceful acceleration of the five senses and body control reached the limit, and the time frame returned to the original track again.

The bullet disappeared in the blink of an eye, the sausage fell to the ground, and a large, uneven hole appeared in the corner of the overturned table. Sawdust flew around, and then with a thud, the bullet went straight into the soil.

A faint red line is slowly appearing from Sausage's cheek.

Everyone was stunned.

Only then did the fat man vaguely feel an inaudible muffled sound in the quiet and cold air.

The owner of the snack bar didn't know what happened, and thought that the two brothers who were talking and laughing just now fell out and had a fight.Although the sausage who fell on his back to the ground vaguely guessed the reason, he had an unbelievable expression on his face. He didn't care to get up, and stretched out his hand to touch the slightly painful cheek in a daze.

The fat man immediately asked from the bottom of his heart, "Location!"

"About 1000 meters due south, your three o'clock direction should be a tall building! Be careful of the second shot! Your self-control over your body and nervous system is far better than before. I won't be able to do it again in a short time."

Normally, Fatty would have teased Wei's last sentence, but at this moment, he didn't have the slightest intention of joking, instead, he was filled with anger.

"No need, I'll do it myself!"

The fat man couldn't care less about explaining to Sausage, his fat body shrank and twisted, and he was already a few meters away.I said this sentence not long ago, it was for Ruoxue to stand out, and now it has become a sausage...

Damn it, can't there be something normal around me?Even eating steamed stuffed buns and porridge would cause trouble. The sausage must be hiding something from him, otherwise, how could someone be sniping in the back, so it is true that the Eight Great Aristocratic Families are synonymous with trouble!

Xiang Yu never thought that he himself was the target of the sniping, and thought that he had turned into the poor little fish lying and shot outside the city gate again. He has already rushed straight to the extremely eye-catching abandoned high-rise building in the south.

I finally found an obedient long-term meal ticket, how could it make you die with a single shot?

In his heart, he would never admit that he cared about this good friend who loves to throw soap.

Long-distance sniping is an extremely difficult thing to guard against. If it wasn't for the inexplicable sense of crisis, if it wasn't for seeing the flash of light that made Wei react immediately and forcibly control her body to take defensive actions, the sausage would have already Dead as a sausage.

Cursing secretly, the fat man sped up a little more, fearing that he might have to fight later, so he endured not to go into a runaway state.

Several consecutive rampages gave him a little more insight into this terrifying potential explosion, especially after the second unconscious rampage, he realized that the rampage is not just a physical limit, but also a spiritual limit. !

If you are full, you have to do things. The sausage meal is really unbearable.

……

Hawkeye froze for three seconds before recovering.

The scene of blood splashing and falling to the ground that he was expecting did not appear, and the scene that appeared in the field of vision no one could believe it, the little fat man dodged his sure-kill shot, and turned around!

An unprecedented panic made Hawkeye stunned for three seconds. Since he debuted under this name, he has not killed many people, and all of them are high-ranking, delicate and fleshy "human targets". Seven people only spent nine One bullet, two bullets were in response to the customer's needs, and forced to beat a half-bald head into minced meat.

How could it be possible to fail on an ordinary brat?

Although Hawkeye was full of doubts and wanted to ask Fatty himself why he turned back, his first reaction when he came back to his senses was still orderly. The nearly two-meter-long gun was quickly dismantled and put into the suitcase beside him.

When he stood up, the clear water that had been sprinkled to avoid too much smoke had soaked into the ground, leaving only a small water stain, and as the sun rose, this only trace would no longer exist.

On the other side of the roof was a downhill rope that he had already prepared. The advantage of choosing this abandoned unfinished building was that no one would care about a long rope hanging from the building, because the shooting distance was predicted to be 1200 meters at the beginning, so Hawkeye did not equip the b82mx with a muzzle brake with a flame suppressing function, but just used an ordinary muzzle brake to alleviate the huge recoil of this terrifying weapon.

This is the reason why he refused to fire a second shot. Although it is not difficult for him to aim at the fat man who is walking, but the same sound at the same position, coupled with the muzzle flame, Hawkeye really does not want to see anything again. Unexpected variables, even if it is a building that has been abandoned for a long time.

Now it was approaching dawn, and the low-light sights were no longer very useful. The safest way was to leave this ominous place that brought him his first miss.

Like most killers, Hawkeye has strange beliefs. His belief is not ghosts or gods or stars, but his own luck!

In his opinion, the target is really lucky, so that he can overshadow his own good luck that has always been strong and invincible, and escape the disaster of killing himself!

It is impossible for a person to be lucky all the time. Hawkeye believed in this very much. As for himself, he had long regarded himself as an existence beyond ordinary people.

If you have faith, you will have peace of mind. When Hawkeye locked the safety buckle around his waist on the downhill rope, he put the failure behind him, and even started to plan the steps for the next sniper attack in his heart. The customer's request is to complete it within 48 hours , he still has more time, as for the opportunity, as long as this b82mx improved anti-material sniper rifle is in hand, the opportunity will always be within his five fingers!

Tightening the rope, Hawkeye glanced at the deserted and abandoned construction site below, kicked off the outer edge of the roof with both legs, and began to descend rapidly.

The speed of descent was neither too fast nor too slow, and even if Fatty's physical fitness index reached the standard of a special soldier, he could still disappear into the vast crowd 20 seconds before his arrival.

Feeling the gravity of Crimson Star, Hawkeye was still faintly proud of the second plan that quickly emerged in his head, when a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

The unfinished building is completely exposed, and the framed floors don't even have a basic guardrail, let alone a glass curtain wall that can be used by both feet. The tall and burly figure suddenly appeared on the second floor, shrouded in In a black windbreak cloak.

The man was silent as if he had been waiting here for a century. When the eagle-eyed face appeared in front of him, the handsome man smiled slightly, as if welcoming a friend he hadn't seen for many years.

Then came a thunderous punch!

It hit Hawkeye directly in the face!

This punch was so powerful that it sent Hawkeye hanging on the downhill rope far away. If it wasn't for the safety buckle on his body, he might have already flown out.

Even so, Hawkeye's face was sunken, with blood splattered everywhere, like a dented inflatable doll, with a horrible death.

The corpse fell straight on the construction site, causing a muffled sound, just like the echo of the previous shot that had been heard for a long time.

The big man like a black tower immediately jumped down from the second floor, landed lightly, without the slightest sound, adjusted the hood of his cloak, and disappeared into the first ray of sunlight in the morning.