The best perspective expert

Chapter 599 Distress
Han Zhenyang did not expect such a story about Bai Bing, which is simple but cruel. The most important thing is that Bai Bing is still single after such a long time.

But he didn't have the danger of hypocrisy. He opened his mouth and asked, "Are you planning to take revenge now?"

"Revenge?" Bai Bing smiled expressionlessly, "The murderer who killed him has been shot."

"What is the identity of the murderer?"

"Just like the mice tonight, there are only a small group of people who are causing damage in the land of Xijiang."

"Well, work harder today and try to catch those mice." He patted Bai Bing's shoulder, "Continue."

Bai Bing followed him without saying a word and continued to walk forward.

However, this conversation sounds a bit weird. It is obvious that Bai Bing is older, but Han Zhenyang dominates like a big brother during the conversation. Those who don’t know think that Bai Bing is a delicate little boy of seventeen or eighteen years old. girl.

The two continued to chase forward. Although Bai Bing's mobility was limited to a certain extent, the three mice were obviously more unbearable than Bai Bing. From the footprints, it can be seen that their steps are already quite messy. The footprints of two mice are basically They were dragged out one by one, that is to say, they were basically unable to walk, and they were moving forward.

Only the heavy footprint is still neat, it should be because of his very strong physical fitness.

After chasing until about 03:30 in the morning, Bai Bing contacted her subordinates once, and learned that the guy who was driving as a bait had been caught and was coming here.

This was good news, but it did nothing for them in their pursuit of the three mice, which they had so far had to keep on foot.

Fortunately, as we chased closer and closer to the spot, even the strong-looking footprints seemed a little weak, and there were more traces of procrastination in the footprints.This excited the two of them a lot, especially Bai Bing, who shook off Han Zhenyang's hand and chased forward like a shot of stimulant.

At five o'clock, the two people followed the footprints over a mountain ridge, but when they went down the mountain, they suddenly found that the three mice separated, one line of footprints was facing west, and the other was north. The west line of footprints contained two people. It should be the two mice that couldn't hold on any longer; there was only one person in the northward line of footprints, that person with strong physical fitness. Although the footprints were a bit messy, they were obviously much stronger than the other two.

"What should I do?" He turned his head and asked Bai Bing.

"Chase separately," Bai Bing said without hesitation.

"That way, you go west, I go north," he nodded, and he also agreed to pursue separately, because judging from the freshness of the footprints, they were already very close to the target, at most about 1000 meters away, after all It has been snowing, and the freshness of the footprints can be judged by the thickness of the snow layer.

But Bai Bing shook his head, "No, you go west, I go north."

"The one in the north is very strong. Even if you catch up, I'm afraid you are no match," he said with a frown. "On the contrary, the two in the west have basically lost their combat effectiveness. They were obviously given up as bait. They are easy to kill." I can catch it."

"No, this is my mission," said Bai Bing, who was really strong, especially when it came to missions.

"Please, can you stop being brave now that you are like this?" He was quite speechless, grabbed Bai Bing's palm and pulled it into his arms, hugged it vigorously, and urged his aura to help this stubborn woman drive away the cold, half a minute later Let go, and said solemnly: "This is an order," he said, stuffing two pistols into Bai Bing's pockets, and pushing them westward, "Go quickly."

Bai Bing gritted his teeth, turned around and left.

"Hey, remember, safety first, don't try to be brave, just follow them, I will go to you after I catch the target," he shouted loudly looking at Bai Bing's back.

I'm not really worried about Bai Bing's safety. In any case, Bai Bing is an experienced and strong-willed fighter who has received professional and cruel training. , but other than that, the other conditions are pretty good. It should be easy to catch two mice that are about to lose their combat effectiveness.

As for himself, what he has to do is to catch up with the strong mouse who still has a certain fighting power as quickly as possible, and then quickly return to join Bai Bing.If it was more than an hour, when the heat on Bai Bing's body dissipated, he would be in danger again.

With this in mind, he chased forward along the footprints, and without being dragged down by Bai Bing, he let go of his speed completely, jumping between the Gobi and the snow like a snow leopard, and ran 500 miles in less than half a minute. Duomi, when encountering terrain like a small cliff two or three meters high, he didn't take a detour. He either jumped down or jumped up, walking in a straight line.

Ten minutes later, he saw the mouse that was still running fast in the wind and snow. It was the very strong mouse he had seen before. The guy was wearing a cotton coat and walking fast. , and eating while walking, no wonder the condition is maintained so well.

Seeing the target, he lay silently on the ground, set up Bai Bing's Type [-], installed the scope, calmed down for a while, and then pulled the trigger resolutely.

"Snapped--"

A crisp sound echoed in the valley for more than a second before dissipating slowly.And the target fell down in response, a ball of blood slowly oozing from the cotton coat, which contrasted nicely with the falling snowflakes.

Tsk tsk, one hit kills.

No, the target should not be dead.

He noticed from the scope that the target was still struggling, put away his rifle, and rushed over quickly. The distance of 500 meters was less than a minute for him. If he could, he could even go faster.

However, when he was more than ten meters away from the target, he suddenly stood still, sneered and shouted: "Put down the weapon and put your hands on your head, otherwise I will shoot."

The mouse fell to the ground motionless, as if dead.

"Don't play dead!" he snarled, "I'm not kidding you," he said, pulling the bolt of the gun and aiming the gun.In fact, there is no need to aim at such a short distance. With his marksmanship, he can hit the target's heart with a flick of his hand.He did this to intimidate the target.

However, the mouse lay motionless on the ground, no different from a corpse, and the blood on the cotton coat on the back made it even more similar.

It's a pity that the image is always just an image. Under the cotton coat, the target is holding three sweet potato mines in his hand, and his fingers are already on the tabs. If he dares to get close, he will be greeted by a booming explosion.Although he is not afraid, he does not want to accept such a test for no reason. He is not a masochist.

Therefore, seeing that the target was indifferent and still pretending to be dead, he sneered, aimed at the target's calf and pulled the trigger directly, and fired three shots in a row.

"Clap clap-"

After three shots, the target twitched twice, but remained motionless.

"Okay, the willpower is quite strong," he praised, which was a sincere compliment. This man was shot in the back and three times in the calf, but he was still able to pretend to be dead without moving. To lure him to the past and die together, this kind of mind is vicious enough, and the willpower is strong enough, ordinary people really can't do this.

It's just that this mind and willpower are used in the wrong place, and they are also used in the wrong object.

After he praised his goal, he suddenly sighed: "If you are an ordinary soldier, you will really be deceived, but unfortunately, I am not an ordinary soldier, and I will not tell you any rules, laws, etc. , I don’t have any restrictions, basically I can do whatever I want, so, go to hell.”

Having said that, he pulled the trigger again, aiming at the heart this time, also without the slightest hesitation.

Only at this time did the target realize that he had encountered a master who was decisive and more ruthless in killing. He turned over and grabbed three grenades and was about to throw them over. However, compared with the bullets, his movements were in slow motion. As he moved, several bullets pierced through his heart like strings.

At the same time, three grenades exploded with a bang.

A few seconds later, gravel and sand fell to the ground along with broken flesh and blood, as cruel as a Shura field.

It's just that such a scene can only be regarded as pediatrics to Han Zhenyang, and he is more than ten meters away from the target, and he has not suffered any damage at all, not even a blood point.

He blew on the muzzle of his gun coolly, and said with a sneer, "You guys are still young if you want to plot against me, but luckily I'm here. If it were replaced by that stubborn woman like Bai Bing, maybe I would really make you a fool." The mouse son got his way—”

At this point, I suddenly shuddered!
Baibing!

Even this sturdy mouse is ready to die together, let alone the two used as bait?He clearly remembered that there were many things hidden in the trunk of the desert prince driven by the four mice. They might not carry such heavy weapons as rifles when they ran for their lives, but short guns and sweet potato mines were. There should be more than three of the light, concealed and lethal existences, especially the sweet melon mines.

Thinking that Bai Bing might be caught in the trap, he became anxious, turned around and ran away. He wanted to call the woman, but after wiping his body, he realized that his mobile phone and his coat had all run onto Bai Bing's body.

Fuck, don't fall for it.

He didn't care about the pair of rotten meat on the ground, turned around and ran, increasing his speed to the fastest, crossing the valley like the wind, rushing towards Baibing.

However, he hurried on, and when he saw Bai Bing, the woman had already carefully approached the two mice on the ground with a pistol in her hand. His hair stood on end, and he shouted sharply: "Run, there is an explosion—"

Hearing his voice, Bai Bing froze for a moment before realizing it, turned around and ran away.But no matter how fast her movements are, can they be faster than human fingers?The fingers of the two mice that fell on the ground moved slightly, and several sweet potatoes exploded together.

(End of this chapter)