Son-in-law's Romantic Life

I finally understand why some of my brothers from before liked headshots so much when they were playing CS and CF.    

That feeling was really not bad.    

As for the little sister who is following behind, her expression is stunned.    

Wasn't that a bit too accurate?    

In that situation just now, when the enemy suddenly appeared, it was actually able to ensure that the accuracy was guaranteed. A single shot killed, and the bullet just happened to pass through the center of the brows?    

Brother Chen should have said before that he had only played with a gun once, right?    

Someone who had only played with a gun once actually had such accuracy. Was this for real?    

I guess I'll just be lucky.    

That should have been pure luck, right?    

As for me, I don't know what exactly happened to me. When I'm in such a dangerous situation, even though I look careless on the surface, however, my spirit has been stretched to a limit at this moment.    

A hail of bullets.    

It seems to be a fatal threat.    

Especially when the bullet pierced through the guy's forehead and saw the blood bursting out, an intense madness and violence uncontrollably emerged in my heart.    

That bright red color seemed to have stimulated a certain nerve in my heart.    

That feeling was completely different from when I almost pushed Wu Huaqing down the stairs. Although the killing intent in my heart was almost uncontrollable, the brutality was even more vigorous than before.    

However, my rationality is exceptionally clear.    

He seemed to have become a wild beast with an instinct like that of a wild beast.    

I can even clearly feel how many people are hiding behind those trees. I clearly can't see their figures, but I know where they are hiding.    

That crazy urge to kill might have surpassed everything else. It might even be more important than my life.    

The most obvious change is that when I kill people, I don't feel the slightest bit of burden in my heart.    

It was completely different from when I killed Liao Feng. There was even a hint of impulse and excitement.    

I know that the shackles on my body have been removed.    

After Xie Tianhua gave me the permit to kill, I no longer have to worry about the punishment for killing my enemies.    

At this moment, I have already become a ferocious beast who has broken free from the shackles and escaped from the iron cage.    

When a ferocious beast comes out of the cage, it represents slaughter and death.    

Holding onto a pistol in both hands, he walks forward step by step.    

Bang, bang, bang...    

His fingers continued to pull.    

The bullets were rapidly rushing forward.    

In front of them, the enemies had just poked their heads out from behind the tree trunk, and the bullets would instantly pierce through their heads.    

Almost every bullet represented the death of a life form.    

Killing people was that simple.    

He didn't even scream before his death.    

On the ground, there were only corpses.    

The younger sister who was following behind felt that the speed at which her saliva was secreting was increasing. The figure who looked at me was completely dumbfounded. She had even stopped her ability to think.    

This fellow, is this really his first time using a gun?    

If the previous bullet could be counted as luck, how could he explain the current situation?    

Every bullet was a deadly weapon that could easily take away a life.    

Every bullet killed with a single shot, and there was no need for a second shot.    

A newbie could really have this kind of spear technique, with this kind of precision?    

Even someone like him who had undergone professional training would not be able to do it to such an extent, right?    

This level, could be considered as a sharpshooter, right?    

Terrifying, simply terrifying.    

Could it be that this guy was born to be a Sharpshooter? Although it felt a little ridiculous, how could he explain the scene in front of him?    

One person, two guns.    

There were obviously a lot of people and weapons on the other side, but at this moment... He did not dare to reveal his head, no matter where he was hiding... As long as they poked their heads out, this guy's bullets... They would immediately land accurately on the enemy's head.    

The enemy's gunfire was obviously much more sparse. The bullets that were shot towards them were completely empty.    

That little sister knew very well what this situation was called. It was called firepower suppression.    

To put it bluntly, firepower suppression relied on powerful firepower to completely suppress the other party, making it impossible for the other party to retaliate at all.    

But to achieve this degree, generally speaking, it required machine guns, submachine guns, automatic rifles, these types of weapons with a relatively fast firing speed, and also required the cooperation of many people to achieve that kind of firepower suppression effect.    

But the weapons in my hands are only two pistols.    

Moreover, the firepower suppression, generally speaking, is not accurate enough, and only rely on concentrated bullets to suppress the opponent.    

But the weapons in my hands are fatal.    

How did this person do it?    

That little sister felt like she was about to collapse and was frightened.    

Putting aside the shock and fear in her heart, on the other side, Bloodmassacre felt even more terrified.    

The idea of besieging the phoenix this time was not something he had thought of.    

Bloodmassacre also knew very well that he was not a strategist. What he could do was to fight and kill.    

The original plan went smoothly. The people on Phoenix's side had been completely suppressed. As long as he rushed over, Phoenix and the others would be dead for sure. The sporadic counterattack would basically block his path.    

If it wasn't for the fact that he didn't want too many people to die, perhaps Phoenix would have already died by now.    

Unexpectedly, after much difficulty, they managed to rush into the courtyard. In the end, a loud explosion rang out and one of the men's bodies exploded.    

Bloodmassacre was startled by this scene.    

Could it be that reinforcements had appeared? That bullet was coming from behind.    

To be cautious, Bloodmassacre asked his subordinates to check the situation from behind. If reinforcements were to arrive, he would delay them for a while. He would speed up the process and get rid of Phoenix.    

However, he didn't expect that his underlings would be killed the moment they left. Five of them didn't even last for a few seconds. All of them died.    

In this short period of time, more people had died than when they were surrounding Phoenix.    

At this moment, even Bloodmassacre had to pay attention to the situation at the back. He didn't even know how many of them had died, but so many of them had already died.    

Was there such an awesome guy in the Fire Phoenix House?    

Frowning, Bloodmassacre brought a group of underlings with him. Using the tree as a barrier, they quietly moved towards the back, wanting to see how many enemies there were.    

The moment Bloodmassacre stuck his head out from behind a tree trunk, a person was immediately reflected in Bloodmassacre's eyes.    

It was that guy!    

An old enemy!