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The short-haired youth kept staring at Lin Fan as he spoke.

"Not good!" Lin Fan screamed.

In the eyes of the other person, he felt something called murderous.

This feeling is mysterious and mysterious. Since learning the physical exercise manual, his senses have become extremely powerful.

The short-haired young man looked cold, and slowly touched his hand to the inner pocket of his upper garment.

"Damn!" As soon as he took this action, a strong sense of crisis enveloped Lin Fan. If he could only feel the murderous aura in the eyes of the short-haired youth before, then this murderous aura has been condensed into substance.

The muzzle of the black hole pointed directly at Lin Fan, with eerie horror, this is the kiss of death, no one wants to face it.

"Bang!" Without hesitation, the short-haired young man pulled the trigger as soon as he pulled out the pistol.

Lin Fan in the panic subconsciously dodged the deadly bullet.

"What about a good legal society?" He didn't have time to complain, because the gun in the hand of the short-haired youth made a sound again.

"MB!" Lin Fan ducked and hid behind the just-built real-life CS. There is a high platform here that can block him from the short-haired youth.

At this time, the short-haired young man was still outside the arch of the amusement park. He missed two hits and he didn't see any annoyance. He broke the lock on the arch with a shot and walked in easily.

At this time, Lin Fan felt like an X dog. First of all, there was a problem with the equipment, and he didn't know where the neurosis came from, so he shot and started trouble.

Although he has practiced physical skills, he is not confident enough to face a pistol head-on.

There was a playful smile on the face of the short-haired young man, and he was not in a hurry, so he walked slowly towards Lin Fan step by step.

Like a hunter hunting down prey, he is enjoying the hunting process.

"A Guang, forget it." The long-haired young man watched a series of actions of the short-haired young man at the door, with no surprise on his face, as if he had become accustomed to it.

"No." The short-haired young man shook his head and stood on the side of the high platform. He could not see Lin Fan, nor could Lin Fan see him.

He looked at the gun in his hand confidently, and then threw it away. The black Type 92 pistol crossed the high platform with an extremely perfect parabola and landed in front of Lin Fan.

"Don't say I bully you, let's play a fair match." On the other side of the high platform, the voice of a short-haired young man came.

"Damn, deceive people too much." Lin Fan carefully picked up the pistol, he had never touched this thing.

But I have never eaten pork and seen pigs run, so I tentatively pulled the trigger.

A "bang" bullet roared out, hitting the crazy car next to it, splashing bursts of sparks.

He also wanted to try aiming and shooting again, but the short-haired young man didn't seem to want to give him too much time, so he took out a pistol from his body and approached like Lin Fan.

"Is it true that I am a sick cat so bullied?" He spit out fiercely. How did Lin Fan say that he is also a person who has practiced the physical exercise manual. If he usually fights, dozens of big men can't get close to him, even now. Switch to a gun battle, and the combat effectiveness should not be underestimated.

He did not wait for the short-haired youth to appear in place, but preemptively.

One rolled forward to the corner of the high platform, holding his breath, he could hear the footsteps of the short-haired youth.

The short-haired young man didn't know that Lin Fan had touched it at this time, and was still walking confidently. In his opinion, a small playground owner was enough to clean up easily.

"It's now!" Lin Fan made a decisive shot. He didn't aim, and shot in the direction where the footsteps sounded.

The bullet whizzed out, and did not hit the target as he expected, but hit the ground, bringing up a cloud of dust.

"Fuck!"

After a miss, Lin Fan rolled away again. After all, it was the first time he touched the gun. It was not easy for him to hit the target.

And he also knew the importance of changing a place with a shot. Sure enough, he just left, and there was a cloud of dust in the place where he was just now. It was caused by the bullet hitting the ground.

Unlike him, the short-haired young man is obviously a gun veteran. Although he can't reach the realm of a hundred shots and a hundred shots, he is definitely not comparable to a rookie like Lin Fan.

The two of you come and go, sweat ran down Lin Fan's forehead. This is not only a contest of strategy, but also a test of courage, and the price is life.

Outside the arch of the amusement park, the long-haired youth didn't seem to worry that his friend would have an accident. He didn't know where to take out a folding stool and sat there watching the show.

Lin Fan fought and retreated. From the beginning to now, he has fired nine shots at the short-haired youth, without even touching the corner of the opponent's clothes.

The Type 92 pistol has a magazine capacity of 15 rounds. Counting the three shots fired by the short-haired youth and Lin Fan's tentative shot of one bullet, there are now only two bullets left in the magazine.

In other words, if Lin Fan couldn't hit the opponent within the remaining two shots, the only thing waiting for him was death.

As time passed, Lin Fan hid behind the simulated aircraft. This 6-meter-long aircraft carrier was the best barrier he could find.

Now he didn't have the initial panic, but forced himself to calm down.

In a crisis, panic can only bring destruction to people, and calm thinking is the only way out.

"This person suddenly appeared. I don't know what it was from. I didn't hesitate to see him fire. It may be a professional killer."

Lin Fan's head was spinning rapidly at this moment, and he gradually thought of a possibility.

"Is it because of her?"

He still remembers the more than 20 big guys who made trouble for him last time. He saved the girl again some time ago. Could it be that the other party came to seek revenge?

Lin Fan still doesn't know the name of the girl he has saved twice, and he didn't even say anything.

But apart from her, Lin Fan really couldn't figure out what other reason would be sought.

If it was because the amusement park was closed and the other party was not allowed to play games, it caused anger into anger. Lin Fan couldn't believe this kind of thing.

After figuring out the whole story, Lin Fan began to consider countermeasures.

If the opponent is really a professional killer, then it is too difficult for him to win the opponent with marksmanship.

Outsmarting is the key to victory.

The three amusement rides are visiting in a triangle. He is now next to the simulated aircraft, and the short-haired young man is on the side of the crazy racing car. The two are diagonally opposite, separated by a video room.

A strategy appeared in Lin Fan's mind.

He fired a shot in the sky, and this shot did not bring up any dust, so that the short-haired youth could not accurately determine where Lin Fan was at this time.

It was also at this time that Lin Fan seized the opportunity to rush to the front of the flight simulator's ticket vending machine, bought a ticket at an extremely fast speed, and then dropped it into the flight cabin, but he himself did not get in.

After a mechanized prompt, the simulated aircraft began to operate.

6 Airplanes of different sizes turned slowly, accompanied by nursery rhymes.