Whoosh!

A lotus ran to Ning fan's arm along the body of the sword and whirled rapidly. A sinister evil spirit rushed into Ning fan's meridians. Ning fan could not help but scream.

Ow!

The silver dragon jumps out and swallows it. The lotus enters the body of the silver dragon, and the silver dragon turns black in an instant.

Bang!

The silver dragon burst, Ning fan's blood vibrated, and his heart seemed to stop beating. A mouthful of blood from his heart sprayed on the nameless sword.

Boom boom!

There were only eight explosions in a row, and all the eight lotus flowers burst. The fierce evil spirit wrapped the nameless sword, and the blood sprayed on it by Ning fan also rolled with the evil spirit. It was very strange that the blood was red in the black.

The nameless sword was humming and shaking violently, as if to break away from Ning fan's control.

Ning fan was shocked and quickly pulled the nameless sword more firmly.

Smiling face Buddha saw that the nameless sword seemed to break away from Ning fan's control. He couldn't help laughing: "Ning fan, it seems that it doesn't want to be controlled by you. Even your only dependence has given up on you. What chance do you have?"

The smiling Buddha drew back his sword and launched a sharp blow again.

Seeing that the demon sword is going to cut Ning fan.

All of a sudden——

A sharp sound came from the distance and went straight to the head of the smiling Buddha.

The smiling Buddha's eyes were wide open, and a sense of uncertainty rose in his heart, the threat of death. Yes, it was as if death had come to him, and he would be taken away by death the next moment.

Xiaomian Buddha's reaction was very fast. He took back the magic knife at a speed almost impossible for his eyes to distinguish. He began to dance in front of his chest. The black light of the knife interweaved into a net of knives.

Dang!

With the sound of stone and gold striking each other, the magic knife stopped and saw a yellow orange thing falling from the ground.

bullet!

Sniper bullets!

Xiaomianfo is so angry that someone dares to shoot him. If he has deep skill and quick reaction, he will be seriously injured even if he does not die.

He looked up in a hurry, his dark eyes on the roof of the police station in the distance.

Although Lin Yinghao and others were hundreds of meters away, they were swept away by this look and were cold all over, as if a monster with a big mouth was standing in front of them.

Lin Yinghao had seen the bullet through the telescope. He immediately swept to his subordinates and asked, "don't you mean you can't shoot without my order? Who fired the gun? "

Three snipers, you look at me, I look at you, shook his head blankly: "it's not me."

"Not you?" Lin Yinghao's heart moved, but he was horrified. It was not their shooting, which means that there is another sniper, a sniper who is not under his control.

At this point, Lin Yinghao was in a cold sweat.

There's another sniper lurking around here. What does that mean? This means that everyone has become the prey of this sniper, even Lin Yinghao.

A latent sniper, which makes Lin Yinghao's nerves immediately tense up, immediately ordered: "find out the location of the sniper."

Armed police snipers one by one clenched their teeth, even met opponents in their own professional field, they also made great efforts, must find out the opponent.

Behind the villa area is a small hill, which is full of forest, with strings of icicles hanging on the branches. It is very beautiful and enchanting.

The ground was white, the thick snow did not melt, and the earth was covered with silver.

In the snow, there is no difference in the eyes of ordinary people, but a black gun barrel is put out in a place covered with snow, but it is not conspicuous.

Wang Jianye adjusted his breath to integrate himself with the world. He was covered with a thick layer of snow and only showed two eyes staring at the sight of the AWP sniper rifle.

He fired the magic shot just now.

Although he, Zhou Biao and peony obeyed Ning fan's orders and did not intervene in the crisis, he was also paying close attention. When he found something strange here, he took AWP sniper rifle to lurk in the mountain forest.

He understood that this was the only way to help Ning fan. Although he knows that he may not cause fatal damage to this kind of master, but at least he can play a role of containment.

After one shot, he didn't shoot immediately. He was looking for the best time. He had already attracted the attention of xiaomianfo. If he fired the second shot immediately, it would not get good effect. Instead, it would expose his position, because there were the same group of snipers looking for him at the moment.

He has only one chance, because he believes that the police sniper is not a vegetarian. As long as he shoots, his whereabouts will be revealed. At that time, the police will send people to search the mountain, so he must evacuate after the next shot.

Smiling Buddha mistakenly thought that the police were shooting at him, so he was furious. Other people subconsciously thought so, so they turned to look at the distant roof.

Song Zhi cried angrily: "how can the police dare to shoot the Buddha? They don't want to do it."

He immediately touched a pass on the body, looking for a mobile phone to contact Korean bin, but found no mobile phone out.

"Uncle fan, give me your mobile phone."

He also contacted Han Guobin with Uncle fan's mobile phone. When Han Guobin heard Song Zhi's voice, he was greatly relieved that Song Zhi was safe and sound, and his heart was at ease.

After hearing Song Zhi's angry roar and questioning, Han Guobin was worried again and quickly advised: "Song Shao, don't be impatient. How can the police shoot like Buddha? There must be a misunderstanding."

Song Zhi said angrily: "bullshit misunderstanding, a large number of police on the roof with guns at us, clearly want to kill us."

"Misunderstanding, it must be misunderstanding, or they have listened to some people's wrong orders." Han Guobin is a qualified official. Even at this critical juncture, he is not in vain to give his opponent Nie Chifeng eye drops.

"Nie Chifeng, after this, I must let him fall down and never turn over." Song Zhi roared angrily.

Han Guobin was overjoyed and said noncommittally: "Song Shao, I will go to question the police immediately. You can rest assured that there will never be another cold shooting. Even if it is aimed at the enemy, not song Shao's people."

After a pause, Han Guobin asked: "Song Shao, it's said that the situation over there is very dangerous. You'd better step back first. If you have police protection, you dare not do whatever you want."

Lin Yinghao's report to Han Guobin is vague, so he is not very clear about the situation at the scene. He just hopes that song Zhizao can get out of the danger circle as soon as possible, so that he can rest assured.

"You don't have to mind my business. You just need the police to mind their own business." Song Zhi coldly hangs up the phone. He believes that xiaomianfo can solve Ning fan, so he doesn't want the police to intervene in the matter.

Smiling Buddha didn't wait for the second shot, then he stared at Ning fan again.

Ning fan's face turned white, and his arm trembled with the nameless sword. The trembling of the nameless sword became more and more intense, just like a wild horse to be bound by people.

The black evil spirit mixed with Ning fan's hard work rolled on the nameless sword. Gradually, the red blood disappeared, and a bright light came out from the black, just like the sun shining through the dark clouds.

One, two... Nine... Countless.