Chapter 2： If you fail to kill, you get hammered

The cockscomb man stepped on the chair tied to Su Lun with one foot, and shouted fiercely: "Hey, hey, boy, I have very limited patience..."

The two were very close, and this guy didn't seem to regard the injured prey as a threat at all, and was unprepared.

Su Lun was tied to a chair, palms of both hands were nailed by daggers, and he looked immobile.

But others didn't notice that, because of the painful struggle before, the rope tied to Su Lun's arm had loosened, leaving a gap enough for him to withdraw his hand.

"Boy, you **** talk!"

The cockscomb man slapped Su Lun's face with a slap.

With a "pop", Su Lun's mouth overflowed with blood.

But he was beaten, but he didn't see the slightest anger on his face, but a strange grin and fierceness appeared in the corner of his eyes.

In his eyes, the demon that had been suppressed for a long time finally escaped.

"Hey-hey..."

there was a sneer in his heart.

At this moment, without any hesitation at all, Su Lun withdrew his right hand abruptly.

The dagger nailed to the right hand just penetrated the gap between the metacarpal bones between the **** and the ring finger. With this twitch, the "tear" sound that made the hair stand upright, and the soft tissue was cut.

The sharp dagger directly cut the flesh between the metacarpal bones, and the blood arrow shot out.

"???"

This move, looked at the cockscomb man who stayed aside.

This guy looked at the blood shot on his trouser legs, his eyes widened in an instant, as if he was still in shock and didn't come back to his senses.

But his eyes realized what was going on: In order to get rid of the sting of the dagger, this kid forcibly broke his palm?

In the next instant, the cockscomb man immediately realized the danger and shouted in his heart, "No!"

But, it's too late.

Smiling Su Lun didn't care about the tingling in the palm of his hand. When he got out of trouble with one hand, he would never give the enemy any chance to react.

stretched his hand forward, he quickly grabbed the silver revolver pinned to the holster on the waist of Cockscomb with a thunderous force, and then aimed at this guy's chest without hesitation and pulled the trigger.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Two successive thunder-like gunshots resounded throughout the room.

The bullet pierced through the chest of the cockscomb head, and then "pupu" burst two fist-sized blood holes in the back, killing him instantly.

...

The warm blood spurted on Su Lun's face, adding a bit hideously.

The power of the silver revolver was unexpectedly great, and Su Lun also fell backward because of the huge recoil along with the chair.

Listening to the gunshots, the bald-headed man with smoky makeup on the opposite side was also shocked for a moment by the sudden change.

The kid who was holding hands before, actually has such a cruel side?

Looking at the two blood holes pierced in the back of his companion, the bald head realized that the prey trapped in the trap by the hunter before suddenly became a bloodthirsty wolf.

"damn it!"

The bald head shouted in his heart, and his reaction was not slow.

Seeing Su Lun’s muzzle pointed towards himself again, he instinctively raised the steam manipulator on his right arm, and pulled the trigger with the muzzle toward the front.

There was a loud bang, and the whole study trembled.

The muzzle did not emit the flames of gunpowder burning, but "high-pressure gas bombs."

Not far away, Su Lun seemed to have foreseen the blow, and skillfully reversed the angle of the fall, just to avoid the deadly aim of the gun.

The sound of breaking wind disappeared for a moment, and the high-pressure gas bomb pierced the corner of Suren's chair quickly, and then "clicked" through the ground, leaving a black hole the size of a bowl on the wooden floor, and disappeared.

Rao avoided a shot from the front, and the airflow of the "high-pressure gas bomb" was still inserted through the body. When the chair leg was crushed, the air wave along with the rope and a piece of flesh on Su Lun's leg were also rubbed to shreds.

Like countless sharp wind blades twisted, the wound was burning and stinging fiercely.

However, Su Lun didn't show any pain on his face, instead there was a bloodthirsty excitement.

The moment the chair fell to the ground, he moved again.

......

It took only half a minute for Su Lun to decide to do it since he woke up. Although he seemed rushed, he was already very mature in thinking about it.

Before he started, he had predicted the current shelling.

The small movements of the bald head unconsciously moved the mechanical arm, so Su Lun also found that those steam mechanical arm joints with rough bearings and gear transmission were not too flexible. Aiming at the reaction time, there is a high probability that it will be much slower than the human nerve response.

And Su Lun could predict that he killed the comb head himself, and under the threat of gunpoint, the bald man would definitely fight back immediately. Then the aiming direction of the muzzle trajectory must be the original position of the chair, and it is predicted that the chance of dodge is not small.

And if the bald head spends too much time aiming precisely, then this time is enough for Suren to shoot another shot.

Whoever dies, who lives is 50-50.

So, there is a risk, but it is worth a bet.

This is the only chance to get out.

This is also the most important reason why Su Lun decided to kill someone decisively, even with the palm of his hand just now!

...

The thoughts flew in his mind, and the reality was no more than a moment.

As Su Lun expected, the bald head hurriedly fired back the cannon, but it missed.

The jet pierced the floor, and there was no expected bomb explosion.

Su Lun narrowed his eyes, flashing a dangerous cold light.

It's now!

He instantly adjusted the defensive posture of curled up, and at the moment he fell to the ground raised the silver revolver, decisively raised his hand and pulled the trigger again towards the bald man.

"Boom!"

A familiar gunshot sounded, as if the space was frozen.

The bullet came out through the hall, the trajectory left a long trajectory in the air, and then it hit the bald eye accurately.

The faint blue fire from the muzzle illuminates a frightened face. The bald head has no time to do anything. The bullet has already hit his right eye socket.

"It's done!"

Su Lun licked his lips, seemingly satisfied with the shot.

is not like the previous chance to kill Cockscomb at close range and fire two shots in a row. After UU read the shot at , the huge recoil shocked the muzzle so that the muzzle rose sharply, even if he fired another shot, it was impossible to hit the bald head again.

Besides, the wound on the palm was also torn apart by the recoil of the gunshot, and the painful finger flexors trembled, almost unable to hold the pistol.

However, it is enough.

Su Lun was sure that he could hit 100% with this shot, enough to get that guy headshot.

But...

Su Lun never expected that it was just this ten-and-nine shot, but there was an accident.

......

"how is this possible!"

Su Lun's pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at the scene before him in disbelief.

The bullet aimed at the bald man's eye sockets. The guy's crisis response was not weak. At the moment when the gun was flaring, he instinctively tried to avoid it.

tilted his head slightly, the bullet hit his brow.

Normally, the power of this large-caliber revolver, as long as it hits the head, no matter where it is, it will definitely crack like a watermelon.

is right in front of my eyes...no!

Seeing the bizarre scene before him, Su Lun was stunned.

He watched the bullet hit the bald forehead, then... embedded in the skull?

"What's the matter, how could his skull be so hard?!"

At this moment, Su Lun immediately realized that he might have come to a weird world beyond imagination.

Steam robotic arms, undead humans with musket headshots...

After a moment of shock, Su Lun's eyes became clear, and the violence and craziness in his eyes disappeared.

And at this time, the bald head that was almost intact with a shot in the head on the opposite side, also looked at him sullenly.