1169: C1169 Focus This Time

C1169 Focus This Time

Conjecture and confirmation were two completely different things.

Lin Fann's calmness from beginning to end did not match his age.

It was hard to imagine that this young man could actually kill ten Laos Warriors.

"I've interacted with the Laos people before, their brains aren't working."

Lin Fann gestured for the vice-captain to back away, then looked at the leader who had an increasingly ugly expression: "What's more, with the current situation, even if I want to leave, I can't."

"Chinese, you are a team, you damned Chinese."

Hearing that Lin Fann was communicating with his target in Chinese, the leader scolded, "Since you are Chinese, then things will be easier. None of you will be able to leave."

"Don't worry, I didn't say I'm leaving."

Looking at the gun in the leader's hand, Lin Fann joked, "The gun you use is very backward, it's sponsored by China, right?"

"Haha, lagging behind. Do you believe that I won't shoot you?"

Being mocked by Lin Fann, the leader scolded: "This gun has been with me for five years, I don't know how many people have died under my spear, and you guys will also die under my spear."

"Yes, he is very far behind."

Stretching out his right hand, Lin Fann said, "Let me show you what a gun is."

"Idiot, I can't believe I'm talking to an idiot."

Looking at Lin Fann's empty right hand, the leader pointed his gun at Lin Fann's forehead: "I'll kill you in one shot and send you to hell."

He started to pull the trigger, but the next second, he was dumbfounded.

His eyes widened in disbelief.

His empty right hand flipped over and a gun appeared like a magic trick.

A heavy machine gun!

A magazine full of bullets, deeply stimulating the leader's brain.

How to... How could that be?

The vice-captain as well, his eyes wide open. He rubbed his eyes vigorously, but everything in front of him was real.

Heavy machine guns! It was actually heavy machine guns!

Where did he come from?

"Haha, your Chinese enjoys playing tricks like this."

After a brief moment of absent-mindedness, the leader immediately reacted. "I'd like to see whether your spear is faster or mine …"

"Da Da Da …"

Bang Bang Bang...

Before the last character was written, a series of gunshots rang out.

The fiery battle had begun in the blink of an eye.

No, to be more accurate, it should be a one-sided slaughter.0

The subordinates standing behind the leader all looked at Lin Fann in ridicule.

Just like their leader thought, it was impossible for this Chinese to have a spear.

By the time they reacted, blood was spurting out from their bodies one after another.

Blood continued to gush up his throat, his consciousness blurred, and he fell to the ground and burped.

Just a second ago, there had still been ten more subordinates. But now, he was the only one left.

"Aiya, I'm sorry, I was distracted and fired."

Looking at the stupefied leader, Lin Fann sighed and raised his heavy machine gun to aim at the former's head.

"To express my apologies, I'll focus on firing at you this time."

The muzzle of the gun was still smoking, and the chief's heart was trembling uncontrollably.

He had never imagined that the heavy machine gun was actually real.

The muzzle of the gun was still hot on his forehead, scaring the leader so much that both his legs buckled and he fell to his knees.

"You … "You can't kill me …"

No matter who it was, when they were on the verge of death, they would instinctively throw away the pride in their hearts.

If he was about to lose his life, what was there to talk about?

"Why can't I kill you?"

Pointing at the dead Laos Warrior on the ground, Lin Fann said in confusion: "Didn't you just say that you wanted to see whose gun was faster?"

"No …" "My mind went blank just now …"

Hurriedly slapping himself, the leader shouted, "Your gun is fast, my gun is behind, my gun is trash."

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