The Koguryo man with a gun, when he saw that Zhang Xiaofan had dodged his own shot, was stunned. He seemed to be wondering how people could evade the attack of automatic rifle bullets.
But it is this slightly stupefied less than a second, the original is still in his field of vision Zhang Xiaofan has disappeared, lost sight.
"I'm behind you --!"
Just as the Koguryo man was looking around with his Kalashnikov automatic rifle, looking for Zhang Xiaofan's figure, he only heard a voice that was not loud, but revealed a cold voice from behind him.
Koguryo man's mind is tight, he just ready to turn around, his hand has been put on the trigger, intend to turn around in the moment, no matter Zhang Xiaofan in or not behind him, he will greet a bullet behind him.
However, before he could put the ideas in his mind into practice, he felt that a huge force that he could not resist at all came from his back, and his whole body was directly lifted up by this huge force.
Then, it was from top to bottom hard fell on the ground, fell that called a star in the eye.
As for the Kalashnikov automatic rifle originally held in his hand, he was thrown away.
“fuck——!!!”
The Koguryo man opened his mouth and scolded angrily, struggling to get up from the ground. However, he felt a cold metal touch coming from the back of his head, and a colder voice, faint and quiet.
"Don't move --!"
The voice from his back made him sweat, and his hair stood up.
He suddenly turned around and saw that Zhang Xiaofan appeared behind him again. What he was holding in his hand was the Kalashnikov automatic rifle that he had been thrown out before, and the black muzzle was aimed at his head.
"Disobedient? Then go and see the king of hell
Looking around, he turned to his side and looked at his Koguryo man with astonished eyes. Zhang Xiaofan's mouth curved and his index finger pulled the trigger heavily at this time.
"Bang --!"
A gunshot suddenly rang out, Koguryo man's head was directly shot to the head, blood and stiff everywhere splash, everywhere in the room.
Then, another headless body fell to the ground.
The blonde white man reached out and subconsciously wiped it on his face. Looking at the blood in his hands, he could not tell whether it was the blood of the Koguryo man or the black man who had been beheaded by Zhang Xiaofan.
As for the young man, even if he was so close to the Koguryo man, he didn't even have a drop of blood on his body.
As if, in his body around as if there is an invisible gas field in general, those who sputter to his body blood and brain all to block out.
"Are you... Are you a practitioner?"
If Zhang Xiaofan's body was not stained with any blood when he killed a strong black man, he could barely call it a coincidence.
But now, after watching this shocking scene from such a close distance, even the blonde white man is stupid enough to figure out what's going on