With his strength, he shouldn't and won't get the shot.

But he was shot.

Originally, that shot was about to hit his heart. The amulet hanging around his neck seemed to burst out of a piece of invisible bulletproof glass. After the bullet hit the invisible glass, it was soft and soft to unload all its force and fell to the ground on his chest.

Because it was on a snowy night, no one could see the scene clearly.

In fact, even if you see it, you can't see the invisible bulletproof glass like energy wall that the Ping'an symbol plays out.

Anyway, the bullet finally fell to the ground, but Meng used to be cautious, or quickly picked up the bullet dropped on the ground, and then ran away quickly.

There were at least 15 people chasing after me.

This shocked Meng in the past.

Are they so powerful here?

He came here without a gun, and he was alone. If there was no sharpshooter out of his understanding, he felt that he could cope with it. He could do a dozen, but the sharpshooter was hidden in the dark, and he was still a bit afraid.

He can't act lightly until he can find out his position.

Meng used to hide between the splint, the winter night of the rain, sweat or keep coming out.

By the time he realized that he was wrong, his sight had gradually blurred and his eyes seemed to be shaking.

Something's wrong...

when Meng's mind was aroused in the past, he suddenly remembered that he had gone to the tavern. When he followed the man inside, he passed a seat where several people were puffing, one of whom seemed to be provocative or unintentionally puffed a cigarette in front of him.

At that time, he had been alert and would be angry, but did not think that this is still hit.

He breathed and shook his head hard, only to feel dizzy.

At this time, a burst of footsteps came, and someone called out: "this way! Search carefully, you can't let that boy escape! "

Meng used to listen to this sound has been very close to himself, knowing that this place can not be hidden for a long time, so he wants to come out of the splint.

But his vision became blurred and his head grew heavier.

Just as he came out, he saw his feet in his eyes with his head down.

A pair of big black leather boots.

Stepping on the already some thick snow, the snow white lining out incomparable cold.

Meng raised his head slowly in the past years. He had a pair of long legs in overalls. He wore a leather belt with a tiger's head at his waist. His waist was thin. His cotton padded clothes had no buttons. Inside was a black sweater. If he wanted to go up, it was a dark muzzle.

Then the scene was like a cassette tape shaking, the picture blurred.

Meng used to press one hand on his temple and can't see clearly.

However, another picture suddenly came to his mind.

On such a cold day and at night, there was a light in the distance and it was dark nearby. He was injured and fell at the root of a wall. A man approached him step by step. He was also a pair of black boots with such a tall and thin figure, a black sweater and a black muzzle.

The muzzle of the gun slowly aimed at him, as if at this time.

He clearly felt that he must die.

Meng shook his head again.

More and more dizzy.

"Who are you?"

Dizzy, he still felt that this man had a very important role for him.

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