I really don't want to be a male god

Chapter 270 270. So Scary!
Every sniper is the pride of heaven.

Many things can be achieved through hard work, but if you want to become the top in a certain field, then talent is essential.

But for snipers, talent seems to be more important than hard work.

Wang Dazhuang's ability to become a world-renowned gun master is inseparable from his extremely keen sixth sense in addition to his marksmanship.

After seeing Zhang Fan's movements in the sniper scope, he subconsciously sensed the danger, and the next moment his body suddenly rolled to one side.

In fact, even he himself didn't know why he had to roll all of a sudden. Zhang Fan didn't have a gun in his hand, and he seemed to have thrown the bullet back with his hands. km.

With the power of throwing, it is absolutely impossible to throw it over, even if it is really thrown, it will definitely not be lethal.

But Zhang Fan's throw made him subconsciously feel danger.

In just one breath, the bullet that did not have time to explode actually whistled past Wang Dazhuang's ear.

Fortunately, Wang Dazhuang dodged in time, and the bullet only left a small scratch on his ear, but the sharp sound of breaking through the air echoed endlessly in his ears.

boom!
A specially made sniper armor-piercing bullet hit the concrete wall of the building behind Wang Dazhuang. After a slight explosion, the bullet was deeply embedded in the building.

"There are snipers on the other side?"

Beside Wang Dazhuang, a man who was also a member of "Black Line of Fire" asked in surprise.

Everyone was looking for cover at the moment of the explosion, crawling and daring not to show their heads.

If the other party really had snipers, they would have been exposed to the other party's field of vision, and their every move might kill them.

"No, this bullet is the one I fired just now. Zhang Fan caught the bullet with his hand and threw it back."

The image of Zhang Fan catching the bullet with a quick phantom movement, and then throwing it back towards him was constantly replaying in Wang Dazhuang's mind.

"Catch the bullet with bare hands? How is this possible?" A man not far from him asked coldly.

"Yeah, how is that possible? But he just did it."

Wang Dazhuang continued to swallow his saliva, he also didn't want to believe that Zhang Fan had such formidable strength, but he saw the scene just now with his own eyes.

"Zhang Fan, what's wrong?"

Tang Chenhao was the first to realize that something was wrong when he got into the car, but it happened so fast that he didn't realize what happened at all. He only saw Zhang Fan jumping suddenly, and then he seemed to throw something out.

When he got out of the car to check, he only saw Zhang Fan with his eyes closed and blood still dripping from his palm.

"What's the matter, are you injured?" Tang Chenhao said in surprise, while quickly looking around, worried that he would also be targeted.

"Zhang Fan, are you okay?"

"Brother Zhang Fan, there is gauze in my bag."

Hearing Tang Chenhao yelling, Jiang Xiaoxi and Hua Linger opened the car door almost at the same time, ran to Zhang Fan's side and expressed concern.

"I'm fine, just a small injury, I just accidentally cut a layer of fleshy skin."

Zhang Fan wiped off the blood on his palm, it was indeed as he said, it was just an insignificant skin trauma.

If this was an ordinary sniper bullet, it would be impossible to even injure him.

"Young Master Tang, take them back first. Some old friends want to see me. I have to wait for them here."

Zhang Fan was worried that the people who shot just now would stab people in the back, so he pushed Jiang Xiaoxi and Hua Linger into the car without much explanation, and asked Tang Chenhao to leave quickly.

"Okay, then remember to come back early yourself, I will send them to Tomson Hotel first."

Tang Chenhao was more decisive than the two girls. It was impossible for Zhang Fan to be injured out of thin air. Although he did not see clearly how he was injured, he had seen Zhang Fan and Chen Tianhu fight with his own eyes. What would make Zhang Fan nervous must be The airport should not stay for a long time.

Tang Chenhao stepped on the accelerator and quickly disappeared into the night.

"Why didn't he leave? Should we send someone to stop the people in the car?"

asked one of the members of the Black Line, a woman with blond hair and black stockings on her legs.

Her specialty is reconnaissance, and she can keep an eye on the target's position from several kilometers away without even using a telescope.

"The young master of the Tang family who was driving, and the boss only said that we should catch Zhang Fan, so there is no need to pay attention to them." Wang Dazhuang said in a deep voice.

He actually felt a little aggrieved in his heart. Although the existence of "Black Fire Wire" was invisible, they had always called themselves the Dark Knights, using violence to combat violence, punishing evil and promoting good.

When had you ever done such a dirty thing as kidnapping and murder?
"He seems to be waiting for us, Gunslinger, now is the best time to shoot, use an anesthetic needle!"

The blond woman picked up the binoculars hanging around her neck, and when the picture zoomed in, she was shocked by what appeared in the binoculars.

Zhang Fan stood there and looked up at where they were. When she looked at Zhang Fan, she even felt that Zhang Fan was smiling at her.

There was clearly a hint of disdain in that smile.

However, she soon convinced herself that Zhang Fan was just putting on a show. How could an ordinary person see such a high place with such a long distance?

"Okay," Wang Dazhuang replaced his sniper rifle with an anesthetic bullet equipped with an anesthetic needle. This is a secret weapon specially used to capture enemies alive.

No matter how powerful the opponent is, even if his physical fitness is comparable to that of a brown bear, he will faint after a single injection.

boom!
The bullet was ejected, and the bullet head filled with dark green liquid flew straight towards Zhang Fan.

This time Zhang Fan didn't catch the bullet with his hands, but took off his coat. It seemed that he just flipped the coat in the air a few times casually, but invisibly removed most of the bullet's force.

By the time he put his clothes on his shoulders, the bullets were exhausted, and they fell listlessly on the ground, and the dark green anesthetic spilled out.

Zhang Fan still looked ahead, and said softly in Wang Dazhuang's direction, "Since you are here, come out and talk about what you want. There's no point in sneaking around. Come and find me in the park behind the train station."

Naturally, the voice could not be heard on the top of the building, but whether it was the spearman Wang Dazhuang, who was extremely capable of scouting, or the blond woman beside him, they could all understand the lip language.

"He said let us find him?" Wang Dazhuang asked uncertainly.

The blonde woman beside him nodded and asked in disbelief, "How did he find us?"

"We can't go. This must be a trap. He must have set up an ambush in the park. The mysterious sniper just now is proof of that."

Except for Wang Dazhuang, who saw it with his own eyes, no one would believe that someone could throw a bullet with bare hands and drive it into a reinforced concrete wall after a distance of several thousand meters.

"You don't need to follow me, I'll go find him myself." Wang Dazhuang said in a deep voice.

(End of this chapter)