Skill Maker

run! Crazy escape!

In Qinglang's heart, there is only one thought at the moment, and that is...the farther away from that terrifying guy, the better!

At this moment, Qinglang has actually regained his sobriety!

However, precisely because he regained his sobriety, the fear in his heart became even stronger!

The battle that happened on the swimming pool platform just now... Oh no, it can't be called a battle, it can only be called a massacre!

In a short moment, in the blink of an eye, a team of mercenaries fully armed and ready to ambush was completely wiped out!

Really only for a moment! Qinglang estimates that the whole process may take less than a second!

Under the opponent's attack, these experienced mercenaries were like reindeer under the gun of a hunter. They had no power to resist and were shot to death!

Who can do such a quick aim? Who can do such accurate shooting? Who can have such a terrifying marksmanship?

This is still a Huaguo high school student?

What are you kidding? Are all the high school students in Huaguo hanging like this?

This is not human at all!

Let's deal with such a horrible guy, it's murder!

An inexplicable anger surged in Qinglang's heart!

He didn't dare to take any revenge against Jiang He, so...his anger was directed at Zhao Changming!

Clutching his bloody head, Qinglang ran quickly and rushed towards where Zhao Changming was.

After a while, Qinglang ran to the door of Zhao Changming's luxury suite.

With a sound of Kang Dang, Qinglang kicked open the door, stretched out his hand and pulled out the pistol at his waist, and pointed at Zhao Changming, with a ferocious face and a murderous look on his face!

Zhao! You owe me an explanation!

Blood flowed down his cheeks, and Qinglang's face became even more ferocious, My team members are all dead! These are the Huaguo high school students you said! My team members who have experienced many battles all died in that high school student hand!

Zhao Changming is sitting in the living room of the luxury suite!

A row of expensive whale oil candles were lit in the room, and the burning candlelight faintly revealed a strange fragrance!

It's an ambergris candle! Fragrance has a special aphrodisiac effect, which is a must for many wealthy people when they have candlelight dinners with beautiful women!

Zhao Changming sat on the leather sofa, twitched a cigar, and lightly roasted it with a candle, seemingly turning a blind eye to the furious blue wolf in front of him!

I told you already!

Picking up the baked cigar and putting it on his nose to smell it, Zhao Changming showed a smile of enjoyment on his face, turned his head to glance at the embarrassed Qinglang, shook his head with a smile!

Do you want me to remind you again? We are not dealing with ordinary people! He is a stranger with noble blood and extraordinary power!

Go to the f*cking alien!

Qinglang roared furiously, the M500 revolver in his hand was trembling slightly, and the finger holding the trigger was shrinking!

Don't be nervous! Don't be afraid!

Zhao Changming didn't seem to mind the revolver pointed at him. This so-called most powerful pistol can actually smash his head into pieces with one shot!

Since I dare to deal with him, I naturally have the means to deal with him.

With that said, Zhao Changming put down the cigar in his hand, and pointed to the side.

On a nearby chair, Jiang He's father, Jiang Zhengqiang, was handcuffed to the steel armrest of the chair.

At this moment, Jiang Zhengqiang curled up on the chair with his head bowed, as if... fell into a deep sleep!

You mean... hostages?

Qinglang turned his head and glanced at Jiang Zhengqiang who was curled up on the chair, and shook his head, Zhao, you may not know how we failed!

Looking back at Zhao Changming, Qinglang mocked, Just now, we also used this trick! Do you know how he did it? He shot and killed the hostage directly! Do you think this trick is still useful to him?

It's useful if I say it's useful, you just have to follow my orders!

Zhao Changming raised his head, gave Qinglang a cold look, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

Seemingly intimidated by Zhao Changming's aura, Qinglang, who was furious just now, actually... just obeyed Zhao Changming's order so obediently!

Okay, boss!

Holding the revolver, Qinglang walked up behind Jiang Zhengqiang and pointed the pistol at Jiang Zhengqiang's head!

You know nothing about power!

Zhao Changming snorted coldly, twisted the cigar again, and put it on his nose to smell the aroma!

A moment later, footsteps sounded again at the door of the luxury suite!

The door of the room was open, Jiang He was holding a rifle, and with a gloomy face, he stepped into the room step by step!

Zhao Changming, I'm here!

The gun was pointed at Zhao Changming, and Jiang He's icy voice revealed a chill, How do you want to die?

You came!

Zhao Changming put down the cigar in his hand, raised his head, greeted Jiang He with a smile on his face, then pointed to the side, Look over there first!

Next to him, Qinglang hid behind Jiang Zhengqiang, holding a revolver firmly on Jiang Zhengqiang's head!

You mean my dad?

A sneer appeared on Jiang He's icy face, Zhao Changming, do you watch too many brain-dead dramas? Do you think I'll honestly put down the gun after taking a hostage and leave it to you? Do you think I'm that stupid?

After finishing speaking, Jiang He turned his head to look at Qinglang who was hiding behind Jiang Zhengqiang with only half of his head exposed, and shook his head slightly, You think so too?

I……

Qinglang looked at Jiang He who was standing with a gun in front of him, a flash of fear flashed in his eyes, he shrank his neck, and dared not answer.

Obviously, after the swimming pool battle, Qinglang didn't think the hostages meant anything to Jiang He!

Very good! Now let's analyze it!

Jiang He grinned at Qinglang, You still have two choices. The first choice is that you shoot and kill my dad, and then, you are killed by me! There is no doubt that you will die if you do this!

Then, you can have a second choice!

Released the grip of the rifle with his left hand, Jiang He held the gun with one hand, and pointed to himself with his left finger, The second option, you shoot me! It is possible that you kill me with one shot, and you win. It is also possible that you miss I, you lose!

Now, how do you choose?

Staring at Qinglang closely with icy eyes, Jiang He was expressionless, his cold and murderous aura swept past like a cold wind, and a strong sense of oppression enveloped the whole room!

How to choose? How to choose?

This is a life or death decision!

Qinglang only felt his heart beating like a war drum, and cold sweat mixed with blood rolled down his forehead drop by drop!

This guy is horrible!

He shot mercilessly and completely ignored the hostages. He was simply a cold-blooded killer without emotion!

It is completely impossible for such a person to blackmail him with a hostage!

How the hell did I believe Zhao Changming's nonsense and come to coerce hostages?

Shoot the hostages? The consequences are obvious, and he will definitely be killed on the spot by this cold-blooded killer!

But... now this guy has let go of his left hand and is just holding the gun with one hand.

Holding the rifle with one hand, the aiming speed and shooting hit rate are greatly reduced, now is a good opportunity!

So……

A fierce light flashed in Qinglang's eyes, and he pointed at Jiang Zhengqiang's revolver, then instantly turned the gun and pointed it at Jiang He!

boom!

A ball of flame burst out from the muzzle of the gun, and the hot and deadly bullets whizzed through the air!

Boom!

Blood splash!

...

...

There was a big hole in Qinglang's head, and he fell to the ground!

Jiang He - the fastest man in the world!

In 0.0175 seconds, you can complete aiming and shooting until you hit the target!

Guns in both hands? nonexistent! One hand can also do the trick! (no snickering)