American Comprehensive Detective: Start with a black gun

Chapter 26: Chapter 26

"I understand the reason for Brady's failure, this time I will lead directly, this distance, I can't think of the possibility of failure!"

Victor has absolute confidence in himself.

As he said, he clearly knew that Ron's recovery ability was amazing, and he could miraculously survive the last bullet hit in the heart.

So, this time he will aim directly at Ron's head.

At this distance, the propagation speed of sound is much less than the flight speed of bullets.

After the bullet is fired, the sound of the gun will be transmitted to the target's ears after the bullet hits the target.

In other words, the target will not hear any sound until it is shot.

Absolutely silent, absolutely one-hit kill, absolutely foolproof.

He didn't believe that someone could survive a broken head.

With a broken head, there is only one kind of person, and that is the dead!

"Hmph, it's better!"

Howard said so, but he didn't think he would fail this time.

As soon as Howard's voice fell, a gunshot rang out.

"Oh!"

A golden bullet flew out of the gun, cut through the air, and shot at Ron rapidly.

After searching the car, Ron raised his head slightly and wiped the sweat from his neck.

Suddenly, unknown clouds enveloped his heart, the hair on his back exploded, and a crisis that could only be detected by biological instinct struck.

As far as his eyes could see, he could clearly see bullets reflecting golden light shooting towards him.

"Boom bang bang..."

His heart beat faster, and everything around him became in slow motion. He entered the special state of gun fighting almost instantly, and the bullets became clearer and clearer.

Ron jerked his head to the side.

"puff!"

The bullet passed through his ear, and the force brought by it easily tore his right ear, and the red color flew out mixed with flesh and blood.

A shocking wound appeared on his head, and blood flowed down his neck.

"Oh!"

The gunshots came late.

Ron's heart pumped rapidly, not only for his survival, but also for the sequelae of withdrawing from the state of gun fighting. The hormones were secreted crazily, the blood in his body accelerated, and sweat kept flowing out of his pores.

Ron's mind went blank for a while, and then there was a stabbing pain in his ear, which reminded him that he was killed by a sniper rifle just now.

He didn't care about the loss of his ears, he was confident that the ears would grow back soon and be restored to their original state.

But this feeling of life being threatened again is too bad.

The unprecedented sense of fear made him outraged!
Hear the sound.

Ron clearly heard the direction of the gunshots.

His figure flashed and rushed out at a strange speed.

Infinite fear arose in his heart, if he hadn't just had a mysterious and mysterious sense of crisis, if he hadn't just raised his head to wipe the sweat on his neck, if he hadn't entered the state of gun fighting almost instantly, he would be dead now.

All fears turned into hatred.

He wants to use the blood of the enemy to dissolve this bitter hatred.

"Missed!"

Howard saw that Ron had only lost one ear, and his pupils dilated suddenly. Seeing Ron rushing over at a strange speed, he took down the telescope tremblingly, and murmured in dismay: "How is it possible? How is it possible? It's unreasonable to fail!"

A gradually forming fear suddenly came to my heart.

"No, I won't die here, right? No, no!"

Suddenly, Howard roared hysterically: "Kill him, don't let him come over!"

On the other hand, Victor was still calm.

But his rapidly beating heart and thickened breath hinted that his heart was not at peace.

what the hell?

This guy can even dodge bullets?

Is he still normal?
For this mission, money must be added!
Victor is an experienced killer after all, he was not influenced by Howard.

He took a deep breath, quickly adjusted his mentality, and his mind returned to calm. He directly started the state of gun fighting.

The heartbeat accelerated sharply, the blood pumped rapidly in the body, and Ron's figure slowed down in his eyes.

Then he pulled the trigger again blankly.

On the other side, Ron has been paying attention to the small building not far away, the third room from the left on the fourth floor.

Seeing the bullets shot out from the muzzle of the gun and shooting towards him at high speed, he jumped forward suddenly, the bullets almost brushed his scalp and flew out, causing hair to fly away.

"Missed?!"

Victor's face sank.

At this moment, he also had a bad premonition.

The gum in his mouth had stopped chewing long ago, and he stared at Ron's constantly jumping figure through the scope.

"It's now!"

"Oh!"

Another bullet was fired.

Ron jumped sideways, and the bullet flew out through the branches and leaves of the street tree and rubbed against his right arm. In an instant, his right arm was severely scratched, and a large piece of flesh and blood flew out. On the concrete floor, the resulting ricochets shot through the trunks of street trees.

Howard, who picked up the binoculars again, stared at the figure that was getting closer and closer to them, with a look of shock on his face, and then he fell into endless panic.

He took down the telescope tremblingly, as if he had lost all energy, and murmured: "It's over, I missed it again, I'm dead, I'm dead now!"

Victor was no longer as calm as before. He kept pulling the trigger, hoping that the blind cat would hit a dead mouse and hit Ron even once.

"Boom bang bang..."

The result was undoubtedly disappointing, and the bullets fell through.

Ron, who was running, suddenly raised his pistol and slammed a shot at Victor.

Victor sneered, how could it be possible to hit me accurately at this distance?

Unless Ron also knows gun fighting skills!
Suddenly, Victor's face changed drastically, and his head suddenly moved away from the scope.

A bullet hit him through the scope, shattering the lens.

The scope was knocked off, and the flying debris scratched his cheek.

Blood was running down his cheek, and Victor forgot to wipe it off.

He was horrified.

How could Ron know how to fight with guns?

how can that be?

Could it be that Boss Sloan also trained him?

Should not be!

If so, Sloan should remind me before taking action!

Is it self-taught?
impossible!

Isn't it something that can only be mastered with special talent and rigorous training?
How could Ron master gun fighting?
Gun fighting skills, plus Ron's ghostly speed.

Victor pushed away the broken sniper rifle and cursed loudly with panic all over his face: "fuck, what the hell is this guy?"

Howard saw that the sniper rifle not only missed Ron, but even damaged the sniper rifle.

Now, Victor roared out of control again, and the boundless panic almost destroyed his will.

He looked at Victor with hatred. It was this group of people who claimed to be very professional and extremely powerful. There was no one they couldn't kill, but they failed time and time again.

In fact, as early as when Brady failed, he should have given up.

It's a pity that I was blinded by hatred.

Thinking back on what he had done in the recent period, Howard couldn't help feeling ridiculous.

Victor let out his breath and regained his composure.

He drew two pistols and rushed out.

"Hey, where are you going?"

No response.

After Victor rushed out of the room, he quickly rushed towards the glass at the other end from one end of the corridor.

Accompanied by his sprint, there was a fierce gust of wind.

"Snapped!"

The glass shattered, and then he rushed out of the four-story small building, ran in the air, and jumped to another small building.

Since he couldn't kill Ron, Ron showed his incomparably terrifying strength.

At this time, of course, we must temporarily avoid the edge.

As for the mission, as for Howard, these are not important compared to life.

"Oh!"

Victor, who was walking in the air, suddenly heard gunshots.

Ron, who was running, saw Victor rushing out of the building and running towards the roof not far away, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

In the urban area of ​​Chula Vista, most of the residential buildings are small buildings with two or three floors. Victor can easily escape across the distance between buildings.

This was something Ron didn't want to see, so he pulled the trigger decisively.

Victor's complexion changed drastically, and he had no possibility of dodging in the air, and then the bullet turned into three strange arcs and hit his legs and abdomen respectively.

"Puff puff……"

The sound of bullets passing through the body sounded.

The figure stopped suddenly in the air.

Immediately, his body fell from the air, but fortunately there were dense bushes blocking it.

Even so, when he fell to the ground, he was dripping with blood and lost the ability to move.

"what!"

With a scream, Victor fell from the bushes.

Ron just glanced at Victor, who was seriously injured on the lawn, and rushed into the building next to him at a faster speed.

(End of this chapter)