shot!

Don't worry about where the muzzle is pointed, just shoot!

At the critical moment when the consciousness gradually blurred, only such an absurd voice remained in Mista's mind.

And he finally chose to believe this voice.

Because his arm was under heavy pressure, he could not lift the muzzle, and he could not turn his head and point the muzzle at the silver-haired man behind him. So Mista could only move the gun-holding arm with difficulty and stretch the muzzle out a small piece from under his body.

Bang!

Amid the crisp explosion, this bullet that held Mista's last hope roared out.

At this time, Misda's pistol barrel was tightly attached to the ground and kept parallel to the ground.

Under normal circumstances, after the bullet flew out of the muzzle, it would fly close to the ground for a period of time, and then immediately touch the hard ground due to the ballistic drop, and eventually knocked out a small pit on the ground without any achievements, turning into a jump like a headless fly.

However, the current situation has nothing to do with the word "normal".

A normal bullet is like a wild horse that has been slapped into the butt. It runs wherever it goes after departure.

But there were three small bullets "Knights" attached to the bullet that Mista fired at this moment.

They are Misda's stand-in, sexy pistol.

In order to save Misda, the captain of the villain No.1 personally led the no.2 and no.3 companions to ride on the bullet together.

They were like brave grassland warriors, tenaciously harnessing this wild Hummer, driving the bullets to change their flight direction according to their wishes.

In this way, the bullet that was originally flying out parallel to the ground suddenly changed the trajectory of the parallel direct flight, just like the nuclear warhead held by Iron Man in the New York War of "Avengers". Not only did it say that the trajectory of the parallel direct flight was raised, but it also flew straight to the sky.

And this is just the beginning.

The bullets flying into the sky were like roller coasters with full power in the amusement park. They first drew a beautiful arc in the air with an ellipse shape, turned a 270-degree bend, and then bombarded downwards with a nearly vertical trajectory.

In this way, the target of the bullet is

Apaki's celestial cover.

"What's it?!"

Apaki noticed Misda's shooting and also heard the abnormal sound of breaking through the air above his head in time.

He noticed the danger and stood up, and quickly relaxed his restraints on Mista under him, and rolled and dodged to the side.

Fortunately, after this forced ballistic correction, the bullet's flight speed has been much slower.

With his agile and flexible body, Apaki dodged to the side in time. Although he failed to completely avoid this sudden attack, he also perfectly guarded his vitals, just letting the bullet hit his arm.

His beloved black coat, bullets ruthlessly tore a hole in his mouth, and scarlet blood gushed out.

"The gun clearly pointed in another direction in the opposite direction, but in the end the bullet hit me inexplicably!"

Apaki's face became extremely ugly, not because of the pain of injury, but because he noticed Misda's stand-in ability:

"This guy's stand-in ability"

"So it's the trajectory of manipulating the bullet?!"

Just think about it for a moment and you will know that this ability is very terrible:

The body of the substitute messenger is mostly a physical body that cannot withstand bullets. Even if he fights with an ordinary gunman, he has to find a way to temporarily avoid his edge and make plans.

Now I suddenly encountered such a "sharpshooter" who scored 100% in a self-aiming lock bullet, and it was inevitable that I had a headache.

And Apaki's situation is even worse:

His substitute, melancholy blues, is more powerful than his body, and is not suitable for head-on battles at all.

"Damn it!"

Apaki couldn't help but scold her mother in her heart:

"I used so much force when I attacked just now that a cow should have been knocked out!"

"How should I deal with a sharpshooter who is thick-skinned and can't even be hit by a sharpshooter?"

It is definitely not possible to go straight up.

Although the distance between the two is only one meter now, it took half a second to attack when Apaki, who had no choice but to aim, but Mista, who didn't have to aim, just pulled the trigger at will.

Escape directly is even more of a death.

No matter how good his physique is, he moves quickly, he will never be able to be faster than the opponent's bullets.

"what to do"

Apaki's brain was running fast.

Mysda had just been freed from the heavy pressure, and was now staring at Apakiga on guard while breathing fresh air to adjust her mental state.

He didn't bother to shoot and chase him directly, which gave Apaki a chance to breathe.

Just in this flash of lightning, he thought of a way to protect himself and even turn the situation around.

"Go to die!"

Apaki deliberately let out a loud roar, attracting Misda's full attention.

But in this roar, it was not Apaki's fist that waved towards Mista's face, but

"Blood?"

Looking at the blood flying straight towards his eyes, Misda instinctively felt a little disgusted.

He hurriedly protected his eyes with his hands, but still could not block the pervasive blood.

"Cover my vision with blood? What a despicable trick!"

"But you made a little mistake"

Misda wiped his blood-contaminated eyes hard, shouting and lifted another arm holding a gun:

"Even if I can't see it myself, my bullet can still hit you!"

After the consciousness has recovered, Mista, who has completely awakened his substitute ability, is as if he has been instilled with memory by some mysterious force. Not only has he roughly mastered his substitute ability in just a few breaths, but he also knows the name of the substitute that was born from his subconscious:

"Take it, destroy his hands and feet"

"Sexy Pistol!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Misda pulled the trigger twice.

The two little men, no.5 and no.6, each rode a bullet and rushed out quickly according to Misda's order.

Because Misda was unwilling to kill people casually, it was different from his autonomous actions in the previous emergency. Instead of aiming at the head that was easier to hit and more deadly, they aimed at Apaki's hands and feet.

At this time, Apaki had already run out for several meters.

After using the trick of "Blood-stained Eyes", he did not think about chasing. Instead, he took advantage of the brief chaos created by this trick and ran desperately towards the deepest part of the ruins behind him.

"Suddenly I was hitting such a heavy hand"

"Do you want to run away again now?"

After experiencing the crisis and awakened his substitute, Mista suddenly got rid of the idle and casualness, and had a sharp and sharp look.

It is not a good thing to let the tiger go back to the mountain. He instinctively wanted to leave the silver-haired man in front of him who showed strong hostility to him:

"It's useless, you can't get past my bullets!"

As he said that, he followed him and chased after him.

At the same time, the two bullets roared out under the control of the two villains no.5 and no.6, pulling out two beautiful spiral arcs in the air.

Hearing the sound of gunfire, Apaki tried his best to dodge, and in the end he only used his physical skills to barely avoid a little bit of position, allowing the two bullets that should have been embedded in his hands and feet to fly out from the outer layer of his flesh and blood.

Even so, it is not easy to get a bullet scratch.

He was shot three times, and the blood gushed out made his clothes red half.

Although these three shootings were not as damaging as the bones, the severe pain of flesh and blood cracking still seriously affected Apaki's actions.

He endured the severe pain and ran into the depths of the ruins with difficulty, but his speed inevitably slowed down a lot.

"Stop!"

While raising his gun to chase him, Misda yelled and intimidated: "I will shoot again!"

Another shot will be the fourth shot. Mista feels it is not auspicious, but he actually doesn't want to.

But Apaki had no intention of stopping, and he was still running forward.

Misda ran forward for a few steps, then made up his mind to raise his pistol and prepare to pull the trigger again.

But at this time, the other party stopped.

Misda then stopped and pointed the gun carefully at Apaki:

"Why did you give up resisting?"

"No."

Apaki covered his injured arm and slowly turned around:

"Let me see with your eyes wide"
Chapter completed!