After the Strange Talk Prevails

　　 "哐!"

　　 The lock core of the iron door still came out of the groove, and the slight sound even seemed quite harsh in the quiet desert.

　　 Sun Gong outside heard the sound for the first time, and walked like flying to the back of the truck.

　　 But he didn't see Zhou Ming. What he saw were the helpless passengers and slaves in the carriage... They made the movement just now.

　　 The passengers and slaves looked at the rough man with the overlord’s face in horror, and Sun Gong looked at them blankly.

　　 Sun Gong was a little bit lost, the only thing in this desert that would make a move, it seemed that there were only a few dozen people left, and Zhou Ming seemed to have already left.

　　 "Husband, what are we going to do?"

　　 "Dad, what are we going to do?"

Suddenly the voice of his wife and children rang in Sun Gong's ears. He turned his head and looked to his side. He saw his woman holding his son, standing in the desert. His horrified face was full of despair and sadness. His wife looked at him dimly with tears in her voice. Trembling: "Will we die?"

"Will not."

　　 Sun Gong shook his head at the illusion.

　　 "I won't let you die!"

　　 he roared.

　　 The people in the carriage watched Sun Gong talking and shouting into the air next to him, all of them were scared to silence.

　　 All fools know that lunatics are always more terrifying than bad guys, and the man in strange clothes in front of him obviously has a problem with his brain.

　　 Wife and child stood in the dim moonlight, but their appearance and clothes were very clear. Sun Gong suddenly recovered and realized that the wife and child in front of him were illusions.

　　 He was stunned.

　　 He couldn't tell that these were just his hallucinations just now.

disappear! Disappear to me!

　　 Sun Gong wanted to make these hallucinations disappear, but instead of the hallucinations, he looked at him sadly: "Do you want us to go?"

　　 Sun Gong was stunned, he turned away and realized, turning his head to look at the cowering crowd in the truck, with a hesitation on his face.

　　 Finally, he made up his mind and shouted sharply: "You guys get out of here!"

　　 The group of people, like an amnesty, crawled out of the carriage and ran to the desert behind like wild animals that had been released.

　　 And the moment the crowd got out of the car, gunfire sounded.

　　 A bullet passed through the gap of the crowd under the cover of night, and hit Sun Gong's right arm with precision.

　　 There was a sudden sharp pain in his arm. The unspeakable pain attacked Sun Gong's brain. At this moment, he felt his body's pain nerves rebelled, and his mind even appeared in a trance for a moment.

　　 There was only one bullet hole in the wound, but the blood seemed to be pumped violently by a blood pump and shot out quickly, as if there was a micro explosive in the arm exploding.

　　 Unreasonable pain! And violent blood!

　　 The broken thread in Sun Gong's mind suddenly connected. Suddenly, he understood Zhou Ming's true identity.

　　 Zhou Ming is the hunter! To kill Zhou Ming is to kill the hunter!

　　 Wait... I feel something is wrong... It feels like something is missing...

　　……

　　 Not far away, Zhou Ming stood behind a small rock with a gun, and peeped out to peek at the heroes in the distance.

　　 Zhou Ming's eyes adapted to the dim environment. The opponent's knife gave the hero's outline a clear marker. After careful calibration, the first bullet successfully caused damage to the target.

　　 This is good news. It shows that Zhou Ming's musket has a very high level of curse power, at least A grade, and can perfectly break the opponent's curing spell.

　　 At this moment, the hunting mark has been marked. Even in a dark wasteland, Zhou Ming can still accurately perceive the opponent's location. The key information acquisition of the battle has widened the gap, and he almost locked the victory.

Zhou Ming gently pressed the hat on his head and moved quietly in the shadows of the clouds, walking along the undulating arc of the sand dunes, around the two trucks, he was like a viper swimming against the desert, quiet , Fast, concealed, and deadly.

Zhou Ming's footsteps were very quiet, his position was far from the two trucks, and the passengers and slaves who fled around made a lot of noise, which covered his movements and let him be found. The possibility is reduced to a minimum.

　　 He licked his burning lips, his nose smelled the blood in his mouth, and the poison in his body was still working, but it didn't seem to be a violent poison that would kill people in a short time.

　　 After so long, he just felt a little tight in his chest.

　　If the current situation is as planned by the heroes of the rivers and lakes, he should have already played against the opponent at this moment. This kind of poison that affects the breathing rhythm can indeed play a role in determining the victory or defeat in the battle.

　　 But unfortunately, in Zhou Ming's plan, the impact of this poison was minimal, and its negative effects were minimized.

　　 What's more gratifying is that the person who is leading the rhythm now is Zhou Ming. Everything is in his plan. The passenger's reaction also echoes Zhou Ming's expectations. The only thing that surprised Zhou Ming is the heroic reaction.

　　 Ten seconds have passed since the first bullet hit, but the opponent didn't make any movement, but stood still and motionless.

　　 If the heroic IQ is normal, he should look for a cover, or move to his first location based on the ballistic trajectory.

　　 But the current situation is that the opponent is standing still, seemingly giving up the struggle.

　　 But it's right to give up the struggle, and fight head-on. Zhou Ming is not a hero's opponent, but in this desert, Zhou Ming, as a hunter, has a great strength bonus.

　　 In addition, he has already marked the heroes of the rivers and lakes ~www.readwn.com~ The positions of the two sides have been completely replaced.

　　 The one-minute cooldown of the musket hadn't arrived, the bullets hadn't been reset, and Zhou Ming couldn't act rashly, so he could only look at the opponent from a distance.

　　 But he knew that the battle was over...

　　……

　　 Jianghu heroes looked in the direction where the bullet came after a brief stunned.

　　 Instead of chasing directly, he hid behind the truck.

　　 At that point in time, Zhou Ming had already shifted his position. Even if he chased him, he would just rush to the air. For the time being, he would avoid the edge before thinking about another countermeasure.

"boom!"

　　 There was another shot. The bullet hit Sun Gong's knee precisely, and he knelt on one knee.

　　 The injury to his right foot made him dispel the idea of ​​following the ballistic pursuit. He gritted his teeth, got into the cab of the truck, and closed the door.

　　The game faced him at a disadvantage, and now it was his turn to escape.

　　 Just when he was about to start the car, he found that the gear lever beside him was broken, so he looked down at the accelerator pedal under his feet.

　　 good fellow! Also dealt with!

　　 "Damn, it's amazing!" Sun Gong smiled miserably, with a distorted facial makeup and a bitter expression related to Yuzou Maicheng's temperament.

　　 He regrets a bit. If he didn't get in this car, but got in his own car, then he might be able to escape, but there is no regret medicine in the world.

　　 "Husband, how are you?" The wife's Phantom was sitting in the co-pilot and talking to him.

　　 Even without turning his head, Sun Gong can imagine the other's face.

　　 Although he knew this was just an illusion he had imagined, his anxiety calmed down somehow.

　　 It turns out that the evaporation of knowledge is not all disadvantages. At least at this time, it feels good to have a phantom that makes it difficult to distinguish between true and false.