Chapter 610

"I don't believe you really dare to shoot me!"

Andy Eliot's face was slightly sideways, and his left cheek was close to the uneven ground mixed with sand and soil.

His tone was more like threatening canonization in turn.

People who have never killed anyone dare not shoot easily for the first time. He doesn't have the courage to canonize.

For Andy Eliot, this is not only a trace of provocation, but also a trace of contempt.

The canon replied that the muzzle turned and the black muzzle directly hit Andy Eliot's right shoulder.

Without hesitation, he quickly pulled the trigger.

"Bang --"

A dull sound.

Because the muzzle of the gun was directly against Andy Eliot, the sound of the gun did not spread far.

It's a jungle, not on the street, so it won't cause a sensation.

Instead of his direct answer.

After firing this shot, he immediately turned the muzzle and again hit Andy Eliot's carotid artery.

"Well... * * * *! You really shot!"

Under the powerful shooting power of Desert Eagle Golden shotgun at close range, Andy Eliot snorted in a moment of great pain and immediately cursed.

He felt that his right shoulder must have been opened!

Almost after his provocation, the moment his voice fell, he immediately turned the muzzle of the gun and fired without even a trace of hesitation.

In addition, he holds the desert eagle gold pistol with extremely abnormal recoil.

Canonization is indeed a one handed shot. Yes, but after he fired the gun, he still maintained the same action as before, just like no one else.

The muzzle of the gun still controls the vital lifeline of Andy Eliot.

Because of this shot, Andy Eliot's shoulder was bleeding instantly, and the pungent smell of blood filled their bodies.

The pungent smell of nose blood floating into Andy Eliot's nose seems to be mixed with the barbarity brought by this shot.

It also shows the ferocity of the people behind him.

"One last time! Where's Alexander Greer?"

Compared with the previous two questions, the voice of canonization had a sense of awe and impatience that was about to lose patience.

“……”

This time, Andy Eliot dared not gamble any more.

The gunshot wound on his right shoulder was a painful reminder to him that he was worried that if he gambled again, it would no longer be his shoulder, but his head.

Although mercenaries lick life on the edge of the knife, they have finished their task now.

He is not in the middle of performing tasks. No matter how hard he works in his spare time, he will not receive any reward.

He was unwilling to die for losing his life in such a matter.

"If I tell you where our captain is, can you promise not to kill me?"

After a pause, Andy Eliot asked.

Judging from the swift and resolute shot just made by Fengsheng, the opponent's means are extremely ferocious.

If you tell the canonization where Alexander Gree is, the canonization will eventually kill him.

Is there anything else he needs to say?

Although he was beaten to death by one shot like this, who told him that his skills were inferior to others, * * * *!

"Do you think you still have bargaining power?"

The cold-blooded muzzle of the consecrated metal, even the weapon, moved up slowly along Andy Eliot's neck.

Andy Eliot's character's neck seems to be swam by hypothermic snake venom. He tightens his body and almost stops breathing.