This scene was so sudden and violent that Mr. Zhou and Assistant Zhang on the side were obviously shocked. They took a step back. At this moment, they looked at Zhan Jingyi as if they had seen a ghost.
Because Mr. Zhou was old and frail, he retreated a little hastily. His feet went weak and he almost fell. He looked at his son's twisted right hand in panic, his eyes showed unbelievable panic, and he threw it away. crutches, went up and hugged him.
Looking at his son's twisted right hand and listening to his screams from time to time, he felt a little dizzy for a moment.
"How could you...how could you do this?"
Mr. Zhou was not extremely frightened. In his life experience, he had experienced things more terrifying than this. Now he was just extremely angry and couldn't help shouting at Zhan Jingyi.
Zhan Jingyi, on the other hand, just frowned slightly, looked at Zhou Zheng who was roaring in pain, looked at Mr. Zhou seriously, and said, "He was the one who threatened me first, and to be honest, I was just avoiding a more intense conflict. !”
This is very sincere and true.
But at the moment, Mr. Zhou listened to Zhou Zheng's painful screams and obviously couldn't listen to his explanation. He looked at his son's hand, the more he looked at it, the more distressed he became, and he shouted angrily: "Even if you are from the 502 Institute , do you really think you can hurt my son like this without having to pay the price?"
Following Mr. Zhou's words, there seemed to be a lot of slight movements around the living room of the villa.
Zhan Jingyi's outward mental energy suddenly noticed the changes around him. He raised his brows slightly, sighed, shook his head slowly, and said, "It's best not to do this! If we really fight, you can't do it!"
"For your safety, I suggest that all unnecessary hostile actions be stopped immediately."
"Really... please believe me, this is really for your own good."
Zhan Jingyi really didn't want to make the matter too big. That would be bad. After all, he was still the "doctor" invited by his family. It would always feel a little weird if he beat up his family just after seeing a doctor. Yes, somewhat inconsistent.
Although Zhan Jingyi had been trying to avoid this situation, Mr. Zhou, who became a little angry because of his son's hand, seemed to be unable to control his emotions at this moment.
…
At this time, in a hidden location on the second floor, a black gun barrel slowly stretched out, with the muzzle pointed at Zhan Jingyi.
Looking back along the barrel of the gun, the person holding the gun was the beautiful maid from before. The girl's face no longer had the humility and smile, but instead looked cruel and cold-blooded.
The maid's slender fingers gently rested on the trigger of the sniper rifle. Her heartbeat was steady and strong, integrated with the surrounding environment, and her breathing became slow and deep, in harmony with the rhythm of nature.
"Mr. King of War, the situation can still be restored now..."
When the noise started, Assistant Zhang quickly stood in front of Mr. Zhou, with his hands on his waist.
His expression was tense, and he stared at Zhan Jingyi closely, while still saying urgently: "You'd better apologize to Mr. Zhou quickly..."
In the surroundings, there was the noise of boots stepping on the lawn and concrete floor. It seemed that many people were rushing over around the villa. In Zhan Jingyi's hearing, the sound of guns being pulled could clearly be heard.
Hearing his words and the discordant sounds around him, Zhan Jingyi frowned and muttered to himself: "It's really troublesome..."
"boom!"
At this moment, suddenly a gunshot was heard from the second floor.
Following the gunshot, a thick sniper bullet drew a strange arc in the air and shot towards Zhan Jingyi's head abruptly.
That girl who looked like a maid, was gentle, generous, and beautiful, but once she made a move, she shot someone without mercy.
The maid uses a sniper rifle. The sniper bullets are designed with high-precision warheads to ensure that they maintain a stable trajectory and accurately hit the target when flying over long distances.
The speed of bullets is so fast, especially when they are so close. People often die when the gunshots are fired.
But at the moment of the gunshot, Zhan Jingyi suddenly tilted his head to the left as if he had foresight. This movement was strange and fast, as if his cervical vertebrae had suddenly broken, and his head had no support and he fell suddenly. To one side.
But with just such an abrupt tilt, the bullet flew past his cheek, and Zhan Jingyi could really feel the burning sensation caused by the bullet.
The arrival of this bullet also caused Zhan Jingyi's suppressed anger to burst out. His eyes instantly became dark, and there seemed to be a golden power surging in the depths of his eyes.
His gaze was like two nails, firmly nailing the figure of the maid on the second floor not far away in the air.
"Boom"......
With a soft sound, a string of sparks hit the marble floor three or four meters behind Zhan Jingyi, and a fist-sized stone chip was thrown away.
Seeing this sudden and slightly strange scene in front of them, both Mr. Zhou and Assistant Zhang widened their eyes.
They couldn't believe their eyes. At such a close distance, he could dodge bullets so strangely.
…
Compared with the disbelieving looks in their eyes, the maid who fired the gun on the second floor thought she had just been blinded and blinked subconsciously.
Immediately afterwards, she held the gun with both hands and looked down at Zhan Jingyi's position, preparing to fire the second shot.
But she soon discovered that just after she blinked, Zhan Jingyi's figure on the first floor had disappeared.
The maid immediately tensed up, holding the gun in both hands, her upper body close to the stairs, and slowly stretched her head to look down.
As she moved, her field of vision expanded little by little, but she still found no trace of Zhan Jingyi. Why did he seem to disappear suddenly?
However, farther forward in her field of vision, she saw Mr. Zhou and Assistant Zhang on the first floor, and their gazes.
Seeing their gazes, the maid was startled. They actually looked in her direction, their eyes full of anxiety and fear. Could it be?
The maid reacted suddenly. She looked down and saw that under the stairs on the second floor, close to the wall, Zhan Jingyi was lying on the wall like a gecko without any support. .
At this moment, the distance between Zhan Jingyi and the maid was only about twenty centimeters. In the depths of his eyes, there was a cold and decisive light, like the cold stars on a winter night, cold and tenacious, just looking at him quietly. .
"Is this a human or a ghost?"
The maid was shocked when she saw this. She quickly stepped back and reached out to pull out a pistol from her waist.
But just when she had the idea of retreating, Zhan Jingyi suddenly reached out and grabbed her slender neck, and pulled hard, causing the maid to fall outside the second floor.
The maid had just fallen into the air. Zhan Jingyi grabbed the maid's arms and pulled her back. There was a "crack" sound, as if something was broken, and then appeared on her back, taking advantage of the fall. He stepped on her waist with both feet...
With a muffled sound of "boom", the maid was hit by a huge force from the air and fell to the ground.
The maid's arms seemed to have been twisted out of shape, twisted at a 270-degree angle. Her originally beautiful face was slapped on the marble floor and was covered in blood.
The most important thing is that the maid was not dead or unconscious, but she could not move. She was helplessly screaming in terror. She even still held the pistol in her hand, but the muzzle was already Pointed at his own head.
"Xiao Li..."
The terrifying appearance of the maid falling from the second floor really scared Mr. Zhou and Assistant Zhang on the side.
Even Zhou Zheng, who had been screaming before, was so frightened by this sudden incident that he forgot to scream.
At this time, a hint of regret flashed through their hearts, maybe it really wouldn't have happened like this.
But now, it’s too late to regret!
