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The sound is very soft, the sound of a sniper rifle silencer.

The bullet hit the node of the cloth rope accurately.

But the cloth rope did not break immediately, the gun needs to be repaired:.

Hearing the sound from the ground, Falcon's face changed slightly, and he quickly pulled the cloth rope without hesitation.

At the same time, the dagger got stuck on the backpack, driving the backpack towards him.

half a meter.

one meter.

One and a half meters.

Bang! The bullet came again, directly breaking the node of the cloth rope.

The movement speed of the backpack came to a sudden stop, stopping at a position less than half a meter away from the falcon.

Such a short distance, as long as the Falcon stretches out his hand, he can reach it.

But he dare not.

Because he already knew the opponent's accuracy.

Through the lens, the nodes of the cloth rope have been broken.

Such a small target can be hit accurately while moving.

He didn't think that his arm would be stronger than the cloth rope.

"Military Man"

All Falcon could think of was this possibility.

In the sniper scope, Fang Ze's line of sight did not shake at all.

He knew that the first to move must be the falcon.

So he was in no hurry.

For Fang Ze, the whole country is safe.

For Falcon, every inch of land in this country is dangerous.

Under the ups and downs, Fang Ze calmed down and waited for work with ease, without worrying about any variables at all.

At this moment, Falcon probably feels like an ant on a hot pot in his heart.

"I'll see how you run tonight."

Fang Ze chuckled lightly, put his index finger on the trigger, and remained motionless.

Falcon, has been looking at the mirror.

Also, check the time from time to time.

Before three o'clock in the morning, he must resolve the crisis.

Otherwise, it is doomed.

The backpack that is close at hand is now like a gap, which is difficult to cross.

He started to worry.

"How to do"

"gamble"

"It takes a second to get the backpack, but the bullet is faster."

"If I don't get my gun, I'm going to die tonight."

"jump from the front"

"No, you can't bet on his marksmanship."

These thoughts flashed through his mind, Falcon gritted his teeth.

"Then throw away the car and save the guy!"

"I don't believe that he can hit my vitals when my attention is diverted!"

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Chapter 440 Mutual analysis, psychological pk【2】

Falcon has nothing to do now.

It is almost impossible to get out of the body intact.

Rather than dying here, it is better to exchange injuries for life.

No matter what the outcome is, it's better than death! As an internationally active killer, Falcon still has this courage.

Being cruel to others is nothing.

Being cruel to yourself is the scariest thing.

Now that it's decided, Falcon won't...hesitate any more.

Now the problem is.

What should be done to minimize the cost.

No one wants to get hurt.

But if it is a last resort, try to reduce the loss as much as possible.

Falcon turned to look to the right.

There is half a wall there.

From this location to there, the distance is about one and a half meters, very close.

With his skill, it took less than a second to dodge in the past.

If you take the backpack away, you need to add half a second.