1694: C1694 Mosquitoes Within Twenty Meters

C1694 Mosquitoes Within Twenty Meters

How many Young Master Lin were there in Beijing?

If Lee Nanfang had to answer this question, he would answer without hesitation: "Half!"

Why half?

Because his legs were already crippled, Lin Kangbai, who could only go out in a wheelchair, could only be considered half a person.

Unfortunately, no one would be bored enough to ask Lee Nanfang.

Even if someone was really that bored and ran in front of Boss Lee, Lee Nanfang, who was currently in a bloodthirsty state, wouldn't give that person a chance to ask that question.

Lee Nanfang didn't know what kind of mentality he had.

His original idea was very simple.

Lying in the desert, shading himself with branches from the rain forest, waiting for the lucky guy to come and get rid of him.

After that, he would be able to happily return home. Hm, he could also go to Beijing to settle down and have a happy life with his aunt and relatives.

He firmly believed that as long as he was sincere enough, Aunt Yue would give up her status as the Patriarch of some dog shit and live a good life with him.

In order to realize such a simple wish, he even gave up on the decision to give a few peanuts to the mouse that had deceived him.

But the result, it's simply not too good.

Yang Xiao's sudden appearance almost made him break down mentally.

When his willpower was in turmoil, Yang Xiao used a simple sentence to put a huge amount of pressure on him. His life was under grave threat.

From a state of extreme ease and fantasy of a good life, it instantly transformed into a situation where all the good things about death would come to naught.

What kind of feeling was that?

Imagine, you sold a whole villa, married a star, accepted an air stewardess as a honey, found a beautiful teacher to warm up the bed, and drove a limited edition sports car, preparing to go home with the three women to start the man making plan. Suddenly I received a call from a private doctor saying that you were very ill and had only one hour to live.

What will happen to you?

Will you find a place where you can sleep and wait for death?

Will you accept the fact that after you die, your wives planted lush green grass on your grave?

There was reason to believe that no man would accept such an outcome.

When they didn't want to accept it, but had to accept it, any normal person would go crazy.

Lee Nanfang was also a normal man.

The words that Yang Xiao said in front of him were exactly the same as the condition when the doctor issued the medical notice.

The reason why Lee Nanfang stayed where he was for so long after Yang Xiao and Shen Qingwu disappeared was because he couldn't bear the huge impact of the sudden change in life.

If he had been given time to stand there quietly and think of a way to rationalize his emotions, he would not have become a murderous demon.

Unfortunately, there was a lucky guy who was unlucky enough to shoot Boss Lee in the back.

Fine, you can take it easy on me.

But to shoot someone to death is your fault.

Lee Nanfang, who was already depressed, tried his best to act casual, but he didn't hesitate to shoot back at the rookie, exposing the irritation in his heart.

After killing someone, he did not bury them the way he did with the first person he killed.

He ignored the second corpse and turned around to lie on the ground to get a good night's sleep.

It was a sign of evasion.

A voluntary act of evasion in the face of force majeure.

If someone could enlighten Lee Nanfang at this time, there might be room for manoeuvre.

He had to bear the pressure alone.

In the end, he could not avoid it, could not bear it, his thoughts became twisted, and he fell into a state where he hoped to vent his anger through killing.

Lee Nanfang didn't know what he experienced.

He didn't want to think about it. The next time he faced Yang Xiao, he would be facing death's door. He didn't want to admit that his cruel way of killing was influenced by Yang Xiao. He had simply used a primal impulse to obliterate his humanity and turn it into a barbaric killing machine. He knew what he was doing, but he didn't realize what was wrong with it.

Killing is not scary.

The scariest thing was that when a person was killing people, he did not feel any guilt at all.

This was the demonic nature of the Black Dragon. After Lee Nanfang had separated from the Black Dragon, it even appeared in his humanity. This result meant that Yang Xiao had risked his life to enter the Longteng Training Base training ground and worked hard to find Lee Nanfang's ultimate goal.

Lee Nanfang inevitably began to grow, as Yang Xiao had expected.

Of course, this was what Yang Xiao was looking forward to, and not what the others who were concerned about Lee Nanfang wanted to see.

Jinghong Ming, who was the clearest on the whole matter, could only send someone to control Lee Nanfang and then think of a way to pull Lee Nanfang back from the brink of humanization.

However, before the men sent by Jinghong Ming reached Lee Nanfang, someone took the initiative to step forward.

During the initial training, the recruit with the highest gun training score in the training camp of the third region, codenamed "Little Sheep", used a handgun to temporarily suppress the bloodthirsty Lee Nanfang.

That kind of suppression that did not give Lee Nanfang any time to catch his breath.

While traveling through the rain forest, Lee Nanfang, with his rich experience in the field, could easily determine the hiding place of the soldiers who had never actually engaged in a jungle battle.

There was a person lurking on each of the two trees in this area, which were less than twenty meters away from each other.

Following the principle of proximity, Lee Nanfang was the first to make a move on the one closest to him.

After being oppressed by Yang Xiao, his self-confidence that rose endlessly told him that there was no one in this training ground that could stop him from killing others.

As a result, he did not hide his tracks at all, nor did he care about letting others see how he brutally killed his target.

But at this moment, his heart palpitated.

The gunman lurking in the dark forest was able to locate him easily and pour all the bullets onto his head.

The first shot from the little sheep was aimed at the back of Lee Nanfang's head.

With his keen sense for danger, Lee Nanfang dodged the first shot.

The second shot from Little Sheep was still aimed at the back of Lee Nanfang's head. Lee Nanfang didn't even have time to breathe before he blocked the second bullet with the corpse on the ground.

The third shot from the little sheep was aimed at his forehead.

Lee Nanfang, who was hiding behind the corpse at that time, wanted to probe the gunman's position and was also sensitive to danger, so he immediately withdrew his head. The third bullet grazed past his face.

Before he could feel the burning pain on his face, Lee Nanfang had to stick his head out from behind the corpse again.

Because the fourth bullet was still aimed between his eyebrows, the one he had hidden behind the corpse's head. The bullet brought with it a huge impact force, causing a bloody hole to appear in the head of the unlucky child who had died.

If Lee Nanfang didn't dodge in time, the bullet would have pierced his forehead.

The fifth bullet grazed past Lee Nanfang's other cheek and missed.

Lee Nanfang used the corpse in front of him as a shield.

As a result, the sixth and seventh bullets hit the same spot on the chest of the dead body. After a bloody hole was created, the eighth bullet went towards the bloody hole and Lee Nanfang's forehead was covered in blood.

At that time, Lee Nanfang could clearly see the scene of the eighth bullet flying towards him from the other side of the blood hole.

This forced him to kick away the corpse to stop the bullets. He then jumped to the back of a large tree.

The gunfire stopped and the sound of changing clips became clear.

Lee Nanfang still wanted to stick his head out and attack while the other person was changing his magazine.

As a result, despite his ghost-like reaction and movement speed, he was still forced to withdraw with a slight motion of his head.

The ninth bullet grazed his forehead and hit the ground.

Lee Nanfang did not dare to act rashly. The gunshots also stopped at this moment.

After a full minute of silence, Boss Lee was covered in cold sweat again.

The calmness of a gunner on that tree was definitely something rarely seen in this world. The other side did not have any thoughts of pursuing Lee Nanfang, nor did they slack off in the slightest. They just maintained a high vigilance and firmly locked down all the positions where Lee Nanfang might appear.

Such strong mental fortitude, only the world's strongest sniper would have it.

After a minute, Lee Nanfang slowly stretched out his foot and tried to use one of his legs to attract the opponent's attention. Then he rolled on the ground and charged forward.

His feet stuck out and the gun fired.

The tenth bullet hit the ground. Lee Nanfang used that leg to draw the gunner's attention away and used the reverse force to rush out from the other side of the tree.

As a result, the eleventh bullet flew past his forehead just as he retracted his head.

Lee Nanfang took off his jacket and threw it in a different direction. The twelfth bullet almost turned him into an ear.

He pulled out his pistol and was about to fire back when the thirteenth bullet broke the trigger on his pistol. If not for him pulling back his hand in time, his right index finger would have been knocked flying.

He took out his submachine gun and prepared to fire. The fourteenth bullet flew into the barrel of the submachine gun and exploded.

He — he couldn't come up with anything.

The gunner on the tree twenty meters away occupied a advantageous terrain. With the help of the night vision device, he used his superb marksmanship to suppress Lee Nanfang.

Lee Nanfang finally guessed who that person was.

Sharpshooter, little sheep.

Little Sheep was the code name for the training period. Sharpshooter was the nickname given to Little Sheep by all the soldiers in the entire third region at the end of the firearms training examination.

Just with this nickname, Lee Nanfang, who always bragged that his marksmanship was godly, did not want to compete with Little Sheep.

This was because there was no way he could compete against her.0

An average Sharpshooter with a distance of 50 meters was able to hit a target with a gun and hit the center of the target. This was already considered top tier.

The little sheep, on the other hand, could let the bullet pierce through a ring the size of a ring at a distance of twenty-five meters and hit the bull's eye.

It was not just a coincidence, but he had done this feat ten times in a row.

Lee Nanfang had also tried to do so before, but the ring was broken and the bullet missed its target.

At that time, everyone in the third region joked that when the team trained, they should never get within 20 meters of the little sheep. Within the radius of twenty meters, even a mosquito could be killed by her.

Lee Nanfang was a big guy, but he was under the little sheep's gun. The chances of his survival were not much higher than a mosquito.

In the past, Lee Nanfang, who knew the famous saying, "Better to die than to live," would definitely pick up a whiteboard, shout for a female hero to spare her life and then run away.

But now, he only wanted to kill. No matter how good that person's spear arts were, he must die in his hands.

After another period of silent brewing, Lee Nanfang suddenly turned around and started climbing up the tree trunk.

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