C625 (1/2)

Zhang Yu has to deal with several people on hand.

A muzzle was pointed out and then the trigger was pressed.

The bullet went out of the gun very fast, only three or five seconds, and two or three people fell to the ground.

Looking around coldly, it seems that the danger around him does not exist. The only difficulty is the person on the second floor.

Although the man was injured, it's no problem to report something to others.

Zhang Yu's brow wrinkled again. He had to find a way to touch the second floor and knock the man off.

At the same time, Shen Mengjing's situation is also very dangerous.

Because of the dispersion of the large army and the previous gunshots, almost half of the people were attracted to Shen Mengjing.

Although Wang Zijie has gone to support him, the situation is still good and he can't go anywhere.

Zhang Yu leaned down and frowned slightly. Then he leaned out of the gun and fired several shots coldly in that direction.

Get rid of the nearest threat.

In the temporary two or three minutes, Shen Mengjing will not encounter any danger, but those people still feel towards Shen Mengjing's direction.

At this time, a man gently hit his arm with his hand.

Zhang Yu almost jumped up and suddenly recovered.

If we didn't see each other's face clearly, we would have pushed the gun to each other's forehead.

It's only 0.01 seconds short of the opponent's life.

”Here you are!”

When Zhang Yu looked down, he found that what he had put in was actually the muffler of a pistol.

”Use this, so some of the effects are limited.”

The other side was very friendly and said that Zhang Yu noticed that it was his own.

Quickly put the silencer on the pistol.

Although the muzzle of the gun is a little heavy, it is not only more conducive to aiming, but also the sound has been greatly weakened.

Toward the direction of Shen Mengjing, he steadily threw several bullets and took several lives.

Because the muzzle of Zhang Yu's gun is equipped with a muffler, the sound is greatly reduced.

Naturally, the other side didn't find it so easily, but continued to touch Shen Mengjing calmly.

”Today, Lao Tzu's goal is to crack the brains of several people.”

Zhang Yu mercilessly opened his mouth and said, so he moved over little by little.

Soon moved to Wang Zijie's side, bent down.

Wang Zijie's condition does not look very good. After all, his ankle was slightly sprained in the process of action, and now it has turned red.

”What happened to your foot?”

Zhang Yu said with concern.

Pinched with the hand, the painful Wang Zijie almost did not jump up.

”I said, man, can you let me go and don't touch me!”

Wang Zijie gnashed his teeth in hatred. Zhang Yu nodded his head. Then he realized that his move just now was to press us to his wound.

”You are really good at sprinkling salt on Laozi's wound.”