Four.
Four left.
Brea calculated the numbers in his mind and slowly squatted in the corner. At that time, the green military uniform on his body was covered with dust.
He is calculating.
Calculating the possible behaviors of the opponent, for him, every possible behavior of the opponent on the battlefield is not actually a memory stored in his mind, but the whiplash on his back that has long turned into a scar.
Old Qiao always said: "As a true warrior, every mistake you make on the battlefield will look like the sun rising in the cemetery to the enemy."
"You can never expect your opponent to be blind and place your hopes on fate. You must nip all mistakes in the cradle with your own fucking hands, leaving only the cruelty towards yourself in your heart."
This is the education Burea received since he was a child. In this education, he should have turned into a person who exudes a cold aura and is like Yang Rong, who cannot show any emotion.
However, his innocence shattered everything and retained his humanity. This nature and cruel methods were perfectly blended together, turning him into a person who could show an innocent expression even if there was blood on his face.
Out!
Burea watched helplessly as three people abandoned the wooden house. After losing two generals, they walked out of the main entrance of the wooden house. These people were already planning to run away.
He was observing in the corner like a poisonous snake, silently watching the figure coming out of the room and counting in his mind: "One, two, three..."
Unable to attack.
The other party perfectly controlled the situation with one person moving forward and two people trailing behind. There were people on guard in front and behind, and there were people in the middle to support them. In this environment, as long as a gunshot was heard, the other party would not care whether one of their companions was shot, and would immediately attack them. fight back.
So Bujea focused all his energy on the fourth person who did not appear.
He was waiting for the moment when the other party rushed out of the alley and was most relaxed, and was ready to target the last one behind these people with his gun at that time.
This situation is still one-on-one, but judging from the battle situation, he is a sneak attack.
three!
The three people have walked forward half of the alley, and Bourea still hasn't seen the fourth person appear. This is very strange. If these people plan to break out separately in a place with complicated terrain, it is obviously better to divide into two teams and one team. One-three points are more balanced, and single-player dispersion can find the weak points of the entire encirclement better than one-three points... One-three points is not the best choice anyway.
unless……
Burea stood up immediately, and the moment he turned around, a figure flashed out from the alley behind him with a gun aimed at him.
Unless this group of people plans to use three people to attract the attention of the sneak attacker and let the last one tie them down!
Without thinking, Bujea stretched out his hand and directly grasped the muzzle of the gun and raised it up - bang!
In such a critical situation, the man pulled the trigger without mercy.
As the muzzle of the gun rose, the bullet grazed Brue's scalp and flew past. His hand that was originally holding the gun was instantly shaken away by the concussive force of the gun being fired.
But Burea didn't have time to think. His cohesive reaction was very fast. He didn't feel dazed like ordinary people after the gunshot. Instead, he grabbed the other person's wrist with his hand that was shaken away, and continued to lift it up to the sky, like I have long been accustomed to the sound of gunshots - bang bang.
Immediately, two gunshots were heard. The opponent's gun had been completely lifted into the air and was still firing. The unwillingness can be imagined. Brea was preparing to fight back with another gunman.
However, he met his opponent.
Without making any mistakes, Bujea held the gunman close to his body and lifted it to his waist. The opponent had no chance and would lie down immediately after the gunshot...
vomit!
This kid was so smart that he opened his mouth and spit directly into Burea's face.
Bujea has never fought like this with anyone, and this skill has not been included in the training he has received!
The moment his vision was blocked by saliva, Burea's first reaction was: "I'm going to fuck your mother!"
He subconsciously wanted to reach out and wipe it. This was completely uncontrollable behavior, but the other party took advantage of this juncture to grab his wrist and also raised it above his head.
…
Judicial Committee Office.
When I saw the video of this scene, everyone was dumbfounded.
The old falcon responded to my questioning gaze: "The Jianghu people may not be so formal after they start taking action, but when it comes to dealing with these crooked things under life and death, it's actually okay."
boom! boom!
Burea's gun fired just now, and he had just thought of fighting back. It was like something that he had been fully immersed in, but his energy was suddenly pulled out. It's also like the words Feng Tongtong said to Da Qingzi in the newly released movie "Old Pao'er", "It's a shame".
Burea and the man were holding each other's hands in a struggle. This situation in the Northeast is called "tearing".
Neither of them dared to let go and ran around in circles. When their positions changed, Brzea, who had more experience in the battle, completely showed all his advantages.
He deliberately pushed the other person out, taking advantage of the boy's resistance to show up, and then pulled him into his arms. At that time, all the strength of the other person became his own, and he took a step forward, and then revealed his face. Horrified expression.
Then Burea tilted his head back and hit him with a head hammer.
His headbutt posture is very weird, and there is an obvious step back. Without the analysis of Lao Yaoying, I almost couldn't understand it.
"This is because he is afraid that someone will raise his knee and hit his crotch."
"You can also better use the hardness on your forehead to find the softness on your opponent's nose."
Snapped!
Bourgea hit the bridge of the opponent's nose with a step-back gesture. The boy instantly dropped all his defenses, released his hand to cover his nose, and squatted down. He didn't even care about letting Bourgea hold the gunman. .
Bujea got the freedom of holding a gun and aimed directly at the opponent's head at close range - bang!
A shot pulled the trigger.
The man was like a nail being hammered to the ground. After hitting the ground with his buttocks, he sat down and collapsed to one side.
Still not satisfied with his hatred, Burea raised his gun and fired again at the man's chest - bang!
New bullet holes appeared on the person's face, and then he wriggled his lips, wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, cursed silently, and left.
At this moment, I glanced at the old falcon again and asked: "What level does Burea have to be put on the rivers and lakes?"
The old kite was delighted: "What a shame, how can there be such a person in the world?"
He explained: "There are indeed people in the world who are good at martial arts, but they are trained with their own lives in a narrow escape."
"Who can compete with Bureabi? From his fearlessness in the face of danger to his domineering attitude, he doesn't care about his own body at first glance. What does this mean? It means that this kid has been taking other people's things since he was a child. Ming Lian Shou, how can we compare?"
While the two of us were talking, Bujea came back on the screen. He pointed at the dead body and cleared his throat vigorously: "Drink!!"
After spitting out a big mouthful of sticky phlegm, he squatted down and said to the dead man's face covered in blood, "Bah!"
After spitting out, he staggered away.
At that second, the old falcon and I looked at each other, and smiles appeared on our faces at the same time. This kid has no gain at all! (End of chapter)
