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"Master Fan, good idea!" The fat man looked at Mars and smiled evilly.

The location of the window, among the people present, only the hidden position of Mars and Wang Yi was suitable for removing the falling glass.

And the position of the others, including the glass he wanted to remove from the fall, was bound to be exposed to the sniper's sight outside the villa, which was too risky.

Wang Yi, this woman, will be bad when she does everything except when she is writing books and surgery, so let Wang Yi go, unless his brain is broken.

He continued: "Master Fan, it seems that only you are suitable for doing this! ”

"Ahem...... Belch! Mars turned his head to look around, wasn't it, only he was the closest to the glass window, breaking the glass window to get the pieces of the glass window, which was also the most suitable location for him and Wang Yi.

Mars suddenly had the feeling of digging and jumping by himself, and his face turned white in a flash.

If you want to refuse, only he is the most suitable at this time, and everyone is staring at him, which makes him feel a lot of pressure.

If he accidentally exposed his head in the process of taking the glass, he would definitely give the sniper a headshot, which made him afraid and hesitated!

"If you get the glass, the fat man can consider reducing you by a thousand push-ups!" The fat man couldn't guess the mind of the coward Mars, and laughed.

"A thousand?!" Mars was calculating in his heart, just now the fat man punished him for 3,000 push-ups because of the fact that the Chuntian rifle ran out of bullets, and he couldn't finish it with his broken physical strength, so he lost 1,000 at once, which made his mind a little lively.

"Isn't it too little?" The fat man's face turned cold and he asked.

"No, no, I'll go, I'll go!" Mars gritted his teeth and decided to fight for a thousand fewer push-ups.

"That's right!" As soon as the fat man raised the gun, the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the glass window and the trigger was pulled.

"Bang" The glass window cracked into pieces in response. They all fell to the ground.

Mars gritted his teeth, his body trembled, his hands supported his body, and his knees were on the floor. Using all fours, he climbed along the guardrail cement of the corridor, relying on the solid guardrail cement as a cover.

Then from a pile of broken glass, I found a piece of glass the size of a washbasin. Take off the black coat and cover it on the side of the glass so that the glass is not transparent.

After doing all this, Mars squatted behind the guardrail, gasping for breath, as if experiencing a moment of life and death.

"Master Fan, the direction of a quarter past nine, the next thing to hold the glass reflection depends on you kid!" The fat man pulled the bolt and returned the cartridge case, loading the bullet in the magazine, while sitting and preparing. He said to Mars.

"Liu, this ...... This glass reflection can ...... Can you stop me from ...... I'll do it! Mars replied with a tremolo, as if he was choked with fright.

"Minus another thousand push-ups!" The fat man had already prepared the Springfield rifle and was ready to fire at any time, and when he heard Mars's incoherent words, he also had the heart to force Mars's guts.

"Ugh!" Mars was stunned, and he lost two thousand push-ups at once, and a thousand push-ups, which he could digest in one afternoon. You can sleep peacefully at night, and you don't have to worry about the fat man jumping into his room in the middle of the night and pouring cold water on him.

"I-I'll try, nine, a quarter past nine, right?" Mars gritted his teeth. Cheer up again, anyway, he felt that push-up torture was more painful than facing death.

"Yes!" The fat man adjusted his position and was ready to kill with one hit, because at this level, sniper against gun, back and forth is a matter of one shot.

Mars nodded, his face white and blue. He was also a little surprised that he had listened to the fat man's crazy decision.

"The fat man counted three times, and then you raised the reflective glass towards the position of a quarter of nine, if you hesitate, today next year will be the fat man's death day, and your boy's business will be over!" He continued to scare Mars.

Mars is timid and cowardly, but he is also a crazy money addict.

The business is over, and in Mars's heart, it is more serious than taking his life!

"Liu, you count, I'm ready!" Sure enough, Mars flashed with a fierce light, and his hands grasped the glass that his clothes were holding.

"You're caught the other way around!" The fat man rolled his eyes, Mars was excited, turned the glass inward, and when he held it out after a while, the sniper's sight was a piece of clothing, not to mention the reflection, not even the glass could be seen.

"Ugh!" Mars, with embarrassment on his face, hurriedly turned the glass so that the visible side of the glass was facing outward, and estimated the direction of a quarter past nine.

In this way, when it is lifted, it will reflect the direct sunlight and shake it to the sniper's line of sight.

"Ready to ......" He really admires Mars, who loves money and cherishes his life, but he dares to spare his life for the sake of money, which is also a good phenomenon.

Mars gripped the glass in his hand, and his forehead was covered with nervous cold sweat.

"One......," he began to count.

"Second ......" his counting voice, to Mars's ears is the sound of urgency.

"Three!"

As soon as the words fell, Mars held the glass beyond the solid cement guardrail, and the dazzling sunlight shone directly on the opaque glass, reflecting it instantly.

The sniper, who was a few hundred meters away from Liu's villa, was instantly shaken by this dazzling light and lost sleep for a short time.

The fat man was already holding the loaded Springfield sniper rifle, and according to the direction of a quarter of nine, he instantly put the rifle on the wheelchair, and a sniper who turned his head to avoid the reflected light appeared in the six-fold scope.

With a sneer on his lips, he just fine-tuned the muzzle of the gun and pulled the trigger.

With a "bang", the bullet of the Springfield sniper rifle came out of the chamber.

In the six-fold scope, the head of the hidden sniper bursts with blood, a flawless headshot!

This sniper who was ambushed in Liu's villa, his strength should not be underestimated, and he knew that he would set up an ambush in the morning and use the light of the light, so that the scope would not be reflective, so that the people in the villa would be aware of his lurking killing.

But this sniper is unlucky, there are two super powerful beasts in the Liu family villa, and if he didn't kill him with the first shot, he was doomed to be killed.

In terms of sniper tactics, he has thousands of experienced travelers in later generations, even if his marksmanship is higher than him, it is useless, and he falls below in calculation, as long as he has a slight chance, he can't run away in a powerful sniper.

Only he could be sure that the sniper must have just arrived here, and after the Jaguar's good show, otherwise the sniper would have killed him earlier.

A person's luck is also the key to determining one's own fate.

The fat man quickly hid behind the wheelchair with a gun, turned his head to see Mars, and held the glass stupidly, his eyes were tightly closed, his body kept shaking, and his face was blue......

Ps. chasing more children's shoes, are there any free appreciation tickets and starting coins~ The countdown to the 515 red envelope list is over, I'll pull a ticket, ask for an increase and appreciation vote, and finally rush a handful! (To be continued.) )