Queen's favorite

Chapter 430
The expected pain did not come.

At the moment when the bullets were rushing towards them, the girl lying on the floor pulled the board almost simultaneously.

Wind speed, distance, azimuth, and probability of hitting were all calculated in her brain, and her bullet hit the bullet that was flying towards Han Yan and the others with perfect accuracy, causing the bullet to deviate from its trajectory.

Hit one side of the trees.

Then, another shot, the sniper bullet hit Feng Shida's forehead at a speed of 900 meters per second.

Forcing the gun in his hand to fall straight to the ground, the whole person made a "bang".

His eyes were still wide open, revealing some unbelievable doubts.

Almost at the second of his death, Qi Xingyan's gaze followed the direction to find Yi Zhantong's position.

Han Yan's strength in holding his waist was not loose, and even tightened a little bit. For a good-looking woman like her, when she frowns in fear, she has a feeling of Lin Daiyu's beauty.

Yi Zhantong put away his gun, jumped down from the height of the first floor calmly, and walked towards them carelessly with the corners of his mouth hooked.

Her bulletproof hat was a bit crooked, some dirty mud had been smeared on her face at some point, and the clothes on her body were not even dry, hanging wet on her body.

But even with this appearance, she is still Yi Zhantong, the Yi Zhantong who exudes arrogance from the inside out.

Especially in the last two shots just now, the two bullets were seamlessly docked, and various factors were considered to be perfect. For the group of special forces around, it was simply a video version of watching the boss's bullets move coquettishly.

This is better than all the special effects of TV dramas.

The man kept staring at her until he saw her standing in front of him, safe and sound.

"Deputy team."

"Deputy team."

"Deputy team."

Qi Xingyan: "Are you injured?"

He asked in a very soft voice, and he did not hide the worry in his words.

Yi Zhan walked over in a boyish manner, and his gaze fell directly on Han Yan.

The corners of her mouth were raised into a smile that was not a smile: "Miss Han, you are already dead, you are fine."

Qi Xingyan twitched the corner of his mouth, this little thing was jealous.

Han Yan frowned, his eyes were moist, "Is he dead?"

"Well dead."

Yi Zhantong nodded again.

Her word "death" is very calm.

Han Yan raised his head, looked at Qi Xingyan's chin aggrievedly, and said softly and weakly, "It's a good thing he's dead, Yan, you don't know how scared I was when I watched him shoot you just now."

So she subconsciously hugged this man and blocked his gun.

Of course Yi Zhantong didn't give her this chance.

Her man doesn't need other women to shield him.

Qi Xingyan calmly put down her hand holding him, with a cold expression on his face, "I don't need a woman to block the gun for me."

Han Yan's face suddenly wrinkled.

Qi Xingyan was not looking at her, his eyes seemed to be fixed on Yi Zhantong's face forever.

He didn't even care about the safety of other teammates, so he subconsciously asked her first.

Yi Zhantong shook his head, saying that he was fine.

Under the bulletproof helmet, there was a very small wound on her face, whether it was scratched by a branch or something.

The man looked a little unreal, and suddenly he raised his hand, clasped it on her chin, and raised it slightly.

This posture in front of everyone is particularly ambiguous.

He squinted his eyes, and said angrily: "You said you were not injured?"

other people:"……"

what the hell.

It’s just such a small hole——

Chief Qi, look at us, we are also injured——

Everyone roared in their hearts, but it was a pity that she was the only one in the man's eyes.

He held half of her face in one hand, and gently wiped her muddy face with his fingertips until the muddy spots were wiped off.

(End of this chapter)