89 Seaside Pier (1/2)

”Argh…” The man with the pistol first looked dumbfounded at Chen Fan before looking down at his own chest. Two seconds later, his legs jellied, and he fell right onto the ground.

It was a rare opportunity not to be missed. Chen Fan would have lived in vain for over twenty years if he didn't grab it. Amidst the gunshots, Chen Fan quickly used the Luger pistol to kill the man closest to him before jumping up as though he was possessed by Ultraman. His speed was fast enough to cause distress to a sniper aiming at him.

Other than the man who was shot in the chest, everyone else in the courtyard had their attention on Chen Shuguang and did not notice Chen Fan's action.

Chen Shuguang was already in the bamboo grove. Chen Fan did not want to go in and risk being shot by machine guns. Gritting his teeth, Chen Fan exploded with a speed he had never had before. He did a two-step run-up before jumping to a height that even NBA players couldn't reach. With both hands supporting, he jumped over the wall in one and a half seconds, leaving behind the ten gunmen in the courtyard, shocked.

Bang! Bang! Before he landed, Chen Fan already heard the sound of bullets hitting the foot of the wall behind him. After landing on both legs and stabilizing himself, Chen Fan was ready to see which direction he should run to. However, just as Chen Fan raised his head, he saw something disturbing. A white jeep was right beside him, and four men holding AK's could be seen from the opened window. They all had their mouths open and were staring hard at Chen Fan.

Bang! Chen Shuguang jumped down from the wall a few meters away. Pressing onto his shoulder covered in blood, he looked at Chen Fan and then the jeep, and gave a 'you take care' expression before running off.

The men in the car bawled and quickly took out their AK's, pointed them at Chen Fan who was the nearest, and then pulled the trigger. But how could they be faster than Chen Fan? Not only was the car small and some effort was needed to turn the AK over, but their reaction time alone was much slower than Chen Fan.

Faced with this horrifying situation, Chen Fan raised his pistol and shot right at the chest of the man in the backseat. Thereafter, Chen Fan squatted down to avoid the bullet that came at him from the direction of the passenger seat before aiming at the tire and pulled the trigger.

Bang! The white jeep suddenly leaned to one side and visible compressed air gushed out from the tire. Hitting the tire was to prevent them from chasing him with the car. After all, his legs couldn't possibly be faster than a car. At that moment, the man in the passenger seat popped his head out, holding an AK and shot madly at Chen Fan who retreated behind the car.

Dah dah dah! Just as Chen Fan reached the back of the car, metal bullets, 7.63 millimeter in diameter sprung out from the barrel, making marks on the concrete floor and then flew off with the huge momentum.

”Get rid of him, get out of the car and get rid of him now!” The man in the back seat roared as he pounded on the inside of the car. What was Chen Fan's immediate reaction when he was about to be killed by three madmen with AK's? Run!

If you're being chased by someone with a rapid-fire weapon and you're not confident enough to fight back, you have to remember not to turn back when you're running away. Also, don't ever run in a straight line. Otherwise, the enemy will be able to aim at you easily.

Gunmen who have not been through rigorous training will take around two to two and a half seconds to aim at a fast moving object, pull the trigger, and hit the target with the bullet. This amount of time is enough for you to perform one or two evasive tactics. So, you only have to keep this in mind when running toward your shelter...jump left, jump left, roll right, jump left, roll left. These golden rules of evasion can definitely sustain you for more than ten seconds. Of course, if the other party has superb marksmanship, you can only pray for good luck!

While sprinting toward the houses ahead, Chen Fan recalled the evasive tactics Wang Bing taught him as he cursed the people of Sittwe for land wastage. The distance between each building was very far.

Nonetheless, the three men who were chasing Chen Fan were so shocked that their eyes almost popped out. The man who was moving at high speed ahead was like a kite flying madly without a string. He rolled a few meters on the ground before quickly jumping up. After a few disorderly leaps and bounds, he threw himself forward again in the shape of a ball.

The evasion tactics without any trajectory of motion made their optical and motor nerves lose their ability to lock the target. They could only passively use the bullets to follow his moving footsteps. The screeching sound of the bullets tearing the air was like a sharp knife cutting Chen Fan's nerves one after another.

The feeling of dancing with the god of death was beyond words. Chen Fan could almost hear the cells in his entire body shouting madly. ”You're dying! You're dying!”

Bang! After more than ten seconds of sprinting, Chen Fan's back finally came into contact with the corner of the wall. Chen Fan panted heavily, as if he were on the thin-aired Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.

After catching his breath, Chen Fan quickly laid down on his stomach, popped his head out like a woodpecker to observe the surroundings before leaning his gun-held right hand on the wall and pulled the trigger at the running men.