Chapter 938 (1/2)

”Da Da!”

When a muscular terrorist was shooting wildly with a machine gun, a sniper bullet suddenly flew and pierced his sky cover, and the machine gun suddenly went out of fire.

A terrorist nearby did not hesitate to put down his submachine gun and rushed to the heavy machine gun, but fell to the ground with a dull hum and was shot in the head by a second sniper bullet.

”Be careful, there are snipers!”

A terrorist nearby reacted and shouted a warning, but he was hit through his forehead by the ensuing sniper bullet and fell straight to the ground.

The gunfire suddenly stopped, and the terrorists hid everywhere in panic, looking for shelter to avoid the sight of snipers.

The publicity spirit, which was suppressed by fierce fire and did not dare to show up, was immediately boosted. He seized this opportunity, rolled several times in a row, pushed forward more than ten meters again, hid under the big tree, and was only five or six meters away from the village gate.

”He's at nine o'clock. Kill him!”

A guy with the appearance of a small leader huddled his head in a bunker made of sand and suddenly shouted.

With the sound of ”boom”, a shining flame flashed in the village and blasted to the sniper point where Wan Rui was located.

”No, there are Rockets!”

Qi Sha's face changed greatly. Huo Ran stood up and was about to go to the rescue, but Ding Ning stretched out his hand and held him: ”don't worry, shoot a gun and change a place. This is the common sense of snipers. You really think your cousin is a fool.”

”Bang!”

A crisp sniper shot rang out, and a terrorist carrying a rocket fell down on a wooden roof in the village.

”Hoo!”

Qisha patted his chest with lingering fear, ”thank God, he's still alive and scared me to death.”

”Boom!”

Before the voice fell, a loud noise suddenly came from another wooden roof. A rocket blasted to the exposed place of Wanrui. The terrorist lay on the roof and was in the dead corner of the sniper gun.

”Bad...”

The smile on Qisha's face stagnated, and he exclaimed, rising up like a goshawk and pouncing on Wanrui's sniper point.

”I... I'll go... I said I didn't worry. What a duplicity.”

Ding Ning didn't hold it. He could only watch the seven murders expose their whereabouts, muttering silently on his face.

His divine sense always observed everything and found that Wan Rui changed places without stopping after firing the gun. The rocket did not pose any threat to him at all.

But now, even seven murders have gone out. He can't stay here and enjoy the fruit feast. He slowly takes the fruit tray back into space, stands up and walks forward.

”Wan Rui, Wan Rui, you must not have an accident? Are you still alive? Answer me quickly, sobbing...”

Seven kill knelt on the hot land and cried like a heart breaking lung, which made Ding Ning cry and laugh. Ya, your cousin has nothing to do. You cry a hair!

You can see a touch of movement on the face of Wanrui eternal iceberg hidden in the dark. Ding Ning decides not to remind Qisha. Maybe his cousin can get rid of the past.

”Boom!”

The terrorist who thought the sniper had been killed stood up unscrupulously and fired another rocket at the place where the seven murders cried.

”Cousin, be careful!”

Wan Rui's face changed greatly. He couldn't care about anything else and rushed to the seven murders recklessly.

”These two brothers are really stupid.”

Ding Ning was speechless, his eyes staring at the rocket were shining purple, and his huge spiritual power was released like a tide, forcibly changing the trajectory of the rocket.

Wan Rui, who thought he was bound to die, threw himself on seven murders and closed his eyes relieved.

But with a loud explosion, he was happy and unharmed, but was buried by the splashed debris.

”Hahaha, you're not dead, you're not dead, hahaha!”

Qisha turned over and pressed Wan Rui under his body. He held his head and kissed him on the face. There were tears on his face. He laughed madly: ”if you're okay, if you're okay, it's okay, but it scared me to death...”

Looking at the seven murders crying with joy, Wan Rui breathed his lips and pushed him away: ”you're sick. I won't die if you die!”

”Well, well, as long as you can live...”

Seven kill bashed out his face and laughed. He wiped his tears and mixed it with dust. He wiped his face into a big flower cat and giggled there.

”Psycho, what a shame!”

Wan Rui turned with disgust on his face and hid in the dark. He shot the rocket gunner and stood there giggling. For many years, his cousin was finally willing to talk to him. Even if he was scolded as crazy, he was very happy in his heart.

”Come on, don't pestle there like a fag. If it weren't for me just now, your brothers would be blown to ashes.”