The gunman's target was clearly Mathis, and he fired two shots in succession, but he failed to hit the target, no longer hiding his tracks, and strode towards Mathis, pulling the trigger again and again.

The gunman was a white man, probably in his thirties, not good-looking, of average height, and of the type that would quickly drown out once thrown into the crowd. But the more this happened, the more vigilant Mathis and the white man, namely Pilge, became, and they always had one eye fixed on the gunman, not daring to wander even a fraction of a second.

Pilguet is clearly not an ordinary person and reacts extremely quickly. But after all, he was only one person, and he could take care of the person on the left and not the person on the right, and besides, Mathis obviously wanted to use him as a shield, so under the gunman's purposeful shooting, he not only failed to protect the people around him, but he was almost shot, which made him suddenly become angry. "Bastard!" He scolded, slammed the box in his hand to the ground, and after the box was broken and the items inside were scattered all over the ground, he squatted down, and quickly searched for a bunch of parts from between his clothes and other miscellaneous items, and quickly assembled a gun with a quick movement of his hands, like magic.

There are guns, but what about bullets? Pierguet dodged the incoming bullets, pulled out a plastic pill bottle from his body, opened it, and poured out a dozen white pills from it. They were ordinary pills, but after Pilguet stuffed them into his mouth and chewed them, and then spit them out into his hand, the pills were glued together and turned into bullets. Pilguet quickly loaded the bullets into the magazine, loaded the magazine, pulled the bolt, and then, holding the gun in one hand in his right hand, the muzzle pointed at the gunman.

Mathis lured the gunman away when he was armed with Pilget, and the gunman, who was chasing Mathis, sensed the threat, and immediately turned the muzzle of the gun—

In full view, the gunman and Pilguhe pointed their guns at each other's heads almost simultaneously and pulled the trigger almost simultaneously. When the gunman's pistol makes a slight "duh" sound, there is green smoke rising from the muzzle; Pilgei's pistol made no sound, and there was no smoke from the muzzle. Such a stark contrast of sound and light made some of the onlookers think that Pilgei's pistol is jammed, and they can't help but shake their heads to choke his grip - before they know it, they have automatically sided with Pilgei, seeing the gunman as a common enemy. Some of the women among them probably couldn't bear to see the splash and screamed and covered their eyes.

When the gunner turned the muzzle, Mathis stopped, and he looked at Pilgue, which he also did not understand. With Mathis's vision and experience, he could tell at a glance that there was something wrong with the gun in Pirkhei's hand. "Plastic parts?" He thought, frowning.

Pilguei with a plastic gun? It can only be a plastic gun, otherwise it will not pass the security check even if it is disassembled into parts.

Mathis's brow furrowed, and the next moment, just a few tenths of a second later, his eyes widened, and an incredible expression appeared on his face, and he said: "Pilgey, I haven't seen you for a few years, and you are still as sharp as ever!" ”

The gunner and Pilguey fired at the same time, and both men fired three shots. After three rounds, a large hole appeared in the gunman's head, and his body stiffened for about a few tenths of a second before falling backwards. What about Pilge? He stood there, the anger on his face had dissipated, and he looked pampered.

Why is this happening? Where did the bullets from the gunman go? Even if it is empty, at least there should be movement, and you can hear the sound! This question can be easily solved if someone uses a high-speed camera to record and play it back. The gunners are not good-looking, but their marksmanship is not weak. He shot at Pilgue from a distance of about fifteen meters, and fired three bullets one after another, and the trajectory of the three bullets actually coincided, flying towards Pilgue's head in a line - it was the fixed-point shooting that Lang Zhan was best at. At a distance of fifteen meters, three bullets in a line, and Pilguet is not a Lang Zhan, the chance of avoiding it is almost zero. However, seeing that three bullets were about to be shot through Pilge's head in stages, Pilgei's bullets met him.

It's kind of amazing - Pilguet also pulled the trigger three times and fired three bullets in the same way. What were these three bullets made of pills when they were loaded into the magazine, and what they are still now. When they came out of the chamber, they met them as if they had noses and eyes, following the three bullets fired by the gunner. The three warheads and the three pill bullets collided one after another, and the moment they collided, the pill bullets immediately deformed and were quickly diluted like a ball of noodles. However, even though it was diluted to the point of a piece of paper, it still stubbornly held the bullets, making them insurmountable. Not only that, but after being stretched to a certain length by the warhead, it can actually rebound and return to its original bullet form. The most amazing part is this, when the pill bullet starts to bounce back, it actually becomes a slingshot, and the warhead intercepted by it becomes a projectile, and it hits it back with the method of ejection-

The slow retraction of the high-speed camera was slow, in fact, it happened in a fraction of a second, and the vast majority of people, including the gunman, did not see or react at all, and the gunman had already been scooped by the three bullets he had fired......

Mathis should have seen this process clearly, both of his eyes belong to black technology products, and they must have the function of high-speed cameras.

The gunman fell to the ground, and Mathis smiled, and continued: "Gokoran and Cremia have been in too much trouble lately, and they were thinking of finding someone to be their companion, when they met you, Pilgey, in the words of the people of Renguo, fate! ”

Pilguet didn't say anything, but gestured to his companions before him.

His companions were obedient, and looked at Mathis warily, and set aside Pilgei to check on their dead companions.

Piergue then walked up to Mathis, looked at him and said unceremoniously, "You're not dead yet." ”

"My life is hard," said Mathis, taking out a pair of cigars from his body, repairing them with the cigar cutter he had with him, handing it to Pilguet, and saying, "Taste your favourite and see if it tastes like before." ”

Pilgui took the spot, ignoring the armed airport guards who were surrounding him, and asked, "How did you get involved with Rong Danwei?" With all due respect, against Rong Danwei, the federation is not enough. ”

Mathis lit a cigar himself, took a beautiful puff and said, "You really don't know anything? ”

"Why should I know? This is the first time I've touched a gun since I left Devil's Island. ”

"It's a long story, let's go, I'll take you somewhere—"

At the same time, in a room in a custom shop in the capital of the island nation, a young man with a scruffy beard was lying on the lap of a mother-san drinking wine, when suddenly, the door was kicked open, and two young men in suits and leather shoes walked in.

Mama Sang immediately moved the young man's head to the pillow, got up by herself, nodded her head to meet her, and asked politely, "Sir, I'm sorry, may I ask if there is anything I can do to help you-"

"You're Matsuyuki-chan, right?" Among the two young men, a slightly taller one answered.

When Mother Sang heard this, her head hung lower, her waist bowed even more, and she said in a more humble tone, "Yes, what do you command?" ”

The slightly taller bent down slightly, stretched out his right hand and pinched the chin of his mother Sang, that is, Songxue Xiaoren, and lifted it up, but his eyes looked at the young man on the side, and said: "The skin is really very slippery, a person who is almost forty years old still has such smooth skin, it is really not easy!" If there's any good wine in the store, just bring it. By the way, tell that bastard, go to bed and go to bed, from now on, this room is ours, and you-"

The two young men obviously came to cause trouble, Song Xue Xiaoren's face remained unchanged, and he still said very humbly: "Sir, I'm really sorry, this room, the guest has been decided, I'm going to help you arrange other rooms, I promise——"

"Smack!" With a crisp sound, Songxue Xiaoren's right cheek was red and swollen, and the person fell to the floor.

It was another young man who started to beat people, and he snorted coldly and said, "Where did you get so much nonsense? Do you know who we are? Tell you, we're going to set up this room today - hey, bastard, get out of here, don't let the master do it-"

When Matsuyuki was beaten, the young man opened his eyes. The young man's eyes were strange because his pupils were so small that they made his eyes look as if they were all whites. After the young man who started beating him was harsh, he looked at the other man and asked, "Is it the 'faith' that has brought you, or the 'Tao'?" It shouldn't be 'the Tao', the 'Tao' is not so cruel, then it must be 'faith'. You two, do you know what your mission is? ”

"Mission, what mission?" The young man who spoke first said.

The one who hit the man: "What do you say? You bastard is just inexplicable - get out, get out of here! Otherwise, you're welcome! ”

The young man looked at Songxue Xiaoren and said, "If you do it, they obviously sent you a 'letter' to kill you." Although the quality is a little worse, but after all, it is two lives, and it is difficult to do it, so you can accept it! ”

When the two young men heard him say this, they finally felt that something was wrong, and they were about to continue to say cruel words, when they saw a flower in front of them, and then their right hands were in severe pain, and they couldn't help but scream loudly. In the midst of his screams, there was a "click", and his right hand was actually broken by Songxue Xiaoren. After Matsuyuki broke his hand, he kicked him out with a kick, and then rolled over, and the person was already in front of the young man who spoke first.

The young man was already frightened at this time, and finally figured out the situation. "Spare your life, spare your life, yes, yes-" He knelt on the ground and shouted while kowtowing, shouting, suddenly his head hurt sharply, he reached out to grab it, but suddenly felt a light hand, and when he stared at it, he saw two bleeding palms falling in front of him, knowing that this was his own, his eyes were dark, and he fainted.