Jia Long was outside the side door, his beautiful eyes were shining, thinking that he had encountered a master.

"Oh?"

At the door of the workshop here, a sturdy black man with a double-barreled shotgun also made a surprised sound in his mouth.

The black man was about 1.8 meters tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and his muscles and tendons seemed to have no fat at all, and he was as strong as a calf.

He was the same double-barreled shotgun user who had shot and attacked Jia Long earlier.

Moreover, the first moment he found Jia Long's super-fast figure, he could judge Jia Long's running speed, and then predict it and shoot in front of the girl's body.

This is something that can only be done by very good masters.

What's more, he is still facing Jia Long's situation beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

It's already good for ordinary militants not to be startled at the first time, let alone shoot accurately in an instant.

This all shows that this person is by no means an ordinary master.

"Hey, what a fast woman."

The black man seemed to have found some perfect prey, and there was a hint of uncertainty in his eyes.

The figure just now suddenly increased his speed in the final stage, otherwise he would have the confidence to knock down the opponent with a single shot.

After all, the 'shotgun' in his hand is called a 'troll' close-range killer in some games.

The shotgun is such a characteristic, although it is not good at medium and long distances, but it is a killing artifact at close range.

A single shot spews out many small bullets, and the person or beast that is sprayed will have a large number of wounds in an instant, and they will definitely die.

The man was armed with a well-known multi-functional automatic shotgun called the 'SPAS-15', and the one in his hand was an improved one, with a double barrel that greatly enhanced its lethality.

Due to the shortened barrel and compartment, this gun is very suitable for use in confined areas, such as cities or dense forests.

Stomp ......

Behind the man, there were more than a dozen gunmen.

"Huh? You shot it yourself, and you didn't shoot the offender with a single shot......"

Seeing that the man with the tiger's back and the waist of the bear, he actually shot a shot, and the eyes of several people behind him showed disbelief.

"Hey, be careful, you're a master."

The man smiled slightly, armed with a double-barreled SPAS-15 shotgun, approached the 'woman' step by step, and escaped out of the side door of the warehouse.

"If Salmo knew that I was in his country, and I actually encountered a master worthy of a battle, and slaughtered this master with my own hands, you say, would he be angry? I really like it, I see his face turned green with anger, haha. ”

This man actually said the name 'Salmo'.

At this moment, Jia Long, who had ripples in his eyes, was outside the side door.

Even if it was a little distance, she still heard it with her extremely sensitive hearing.

"Sarmo, isn't this the name of the gold medal hunter in Zambi who is known as the 'African Eagle'? This person actually said this about Salmo, and it seemed that he had a little friendship with him......"

"And he is armed with a shotgun, and he is so powerful, then his identity is about to be revealed."

Jia Long's heart was beating rapidly just now, and when he thought of this person's possible identity, he suddenly beat even more intensely.

Because she thought of this person, maybe another of Africa's two gold medal hunters.

The man who is as famous as the African eagle 'Salmo' and is called the 'cannon of the world' by Africans - 'Mudof'!

Mudolph was known for his double-barreled shotgun, and his ability to use a gun was as similar to a 'cannon'.

Fast reloading, fast shooting, and accurate head and feet are Mudoff's tricks.

He almost hit Jia Long with a shot just now, which is the embodiment of his ability.

And this person is not a gold medal hunter in the traditional sense, and he hardly does the tasks of the hunting organization, and participates in mercenaries everywhere, whether it is Africa or the Middle East, where the money goes.

And the camp he joined, often because of his existence, became stronger than a cut, so he was very popular in the mercenary market.

"Because of his rich combat experience and specialization in close combat, many international gold medal hunters admit that he is not as good as this African powerhouse in close combat."

"How did this man get here? Could it be that he, as a gold medal hunter, is still secretly colluding with the organization? ”

Jia Long hid outside the side door, holding his breath and concentrating, listening to the sound of approaching footsteps, and at the bottom of his heart, he recalled the information about this 'human cannon'.

In addition to the footsteps of this human cannon, there were also footsteps on the other side of the side door.

This is the outflanking man.

People didn't say that they wanted to be fair one-on-one with Jia Long.

A person who makes such a mistake on the battlefield can hardly be said to be a strong fighter, because such people tend to die quickly.

If someone has more power and an advantage, it must be transformed into combat power.

Of course, on the battlefield, there are any means and what means are used, and victory is achieved regardless of everything, which is the strength of a real strongman.

Cha...... Cha.

The footsteps were approaching, almost just a wall.

Jia Long twisted his eyes to look at the wall, and then for a moment, a creepy feeling hit his heart.

She hurriedly stepped back to her side.

Sure enough, the moment she retreated, a burst of gunfire erupted from inside the wall.

The terrifying force of the bullet hit the 'wall'.

Because he was a little nervous, Jia Long forgot that most of the walls of this warehouse were made of logs.

Shotgun bullets are not very penetrating due to the dispersion of kinetic energy, and it is unlikely to penetrate thick logs.

But don't forget, the logs are stacked on top of each other, and in the middle of one and the other, there are still relatively thin parts due to the handover of the wood, and in some places, you can even see the outside through the gaps just by looking closely.

Therefore, this shot came, and some of the shotgun bullets still hit Jia Long by a fraction of a millimeter through the gaps and thin places.

"Careless!"

Jia Long originally wanted to borrow the wall as a cover, and then unexpectedly counterattack back.

But a gold medal hunter is a gold medal hunter, even if Jia Long thinks that he shouldn't know his whereabouts, but he not only knows, but also accurately attacks her through the wall.

Fortunately, she was quick and escaped the shot in an instant.

It's just that after this shot was fired, the people inside the wall chased Jia Long and fled as if they didn't need money for bullets

Jia Long was outside the side door, his beautiful eyes were shining, thinking that he had encountered a master.

"Oh?"

At the door of the workshop here, a sturdy black man with a double-barreled shotgun also made a surprised sound in his mouth.

The black man was about 1.8 meters tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and his muscles and tendons seemed to have no fat at all, and he was as strong as a calf.

He was the same double-barreled shotgun user who had shot and attacked Jia Long earlier.

Moreover, the first moment he found Jia Long's super-fast figure, he could judge Jia Long's running speed, and then predict it and shoot in front of the girl's body.

This is something that can only be done by very good masters.

What's more, he is still facing Jia Long's situation beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

It's already good for ordinary militants not to be startled at the first time, let alone shoot accurately in an instant.

This all shows that this person is by no means an ordinary master.

"Hey, what a fast woman."

The black man seemed to have found some perfect prey, and there was a hint of uncertainty in his eyes.

The figure just now suddenly increased his speed in the final stage, otherwise he would have the confidence to knock down the opponent with a single shot.

After all, the 'shotgun' in his hand is called a 'troll' close-range killer in some games.

The shotgun is such a characteristic, although it is not good at medium and long distances, but it is a killing artifact at close range.

A single shot spews out many small bullets, and the person or beast that is sprayed will have a large number of wounds in an instant, and they will definitely die.

The man was armed with a well-known multi-functional automatic shotgun called the 'SPAS-15', and the one in his hand was an improved one, with a double barrel that greatly enhanced its lethality.

Due to the shortened barrel and compartment, this gun is very suitable for use in confined areas, such as cities or dense forests.

Stomp ......

Behind the man, there were more than a dozen gunmen.

"Huh? You shot it yourself, and you didn't shoot the offender with a single shot......"

Seeing that the man with the tiger's back and the waist of the bear, he actually shot a shot, and the eyes of several people behind him showed disbelief.

"Hey, be careful, you're a master."

The man smiled slightly, armed with a double-barreled SPAS-15 shotgun, approached the 'woman' step by step, and escaped out of the side door of the warehouse.

"If Salmo knew that I was in his country, and I actually encountered a master worthy of a battle, and slaughtered this master with my own hands, you say, would he be angry? I really like it, I see his face turned green with anger, haha. ”

This man actually said the name 'Salmo'.

At this moment, Jia Long, who had ripples in his eyes, was outside the side door.

Even if it was a little distance, she still heard it with her extremely sensitive hearing.

"Sarmo, isn't this the name of the gold medal hunter in Zambi who is known as the 'African Eagle'? This person actually said this about Salmo, and it seemed that he had a little friendship with him......"

"And he is armed with a shotgun, and he is so powerful, then his identity is about to be revealed."

Jia Long's heart was beating rapidly just now, and when he thought of this person's possible identity, he suddenly beat even more intensely.

Because she thought of this person, maybe another of Africa's two gold medal hunters.

The man who is as famous as the African eagle 'Salmo' and is called the 'cannon of the world' by Africans - 'Mudof'!

Mudolph was known for his double-barreled shotgun, and his ability to use a gun was as similar to a 'cannon'.

Fast reloading, fast shooting, and accurate head and feet are Mudoff's tricks.

He almost hit Jia Long with a shot just now, which is the embodiment of his ability.

And this person is not a gold medal hunter in the traditional sense, and he hardly does the tasks of the hunting organization, and participates in mercenaries everywhere, whether it is Africa or the Middle East, where the money goes.

And the camp he joined, often because of his existence, became stronger than a cut, so he was very popular in the mercenary market.

"Because of his rich combat experience and specialization in close combat, many international gold medal hunters admit that he is not as good as this African powerhouse in close combat."

"How did this man get here? Could it be that he, as a gold medal hunter, is still secretly colluding with the organization? ”

Jia Long hid outside the side door, holding his breath and concentrating, listening to the sound of approaching footsteps, and at the bottom of his heart, he recalled the information about this 'human cannon'.

In addition to the footsteps of this human cannon, there were also footsteps on the other side of the side door.

This is the outflanking man.

People didn't say that they wanted to be fair one-on-one with Jia Long.

A person who makes such a mistake on the battlefield can hardly be said to be a strong fighter, because such people tend to die quickly.

If someone has more power and an advantage, it must be transformed into combat power.

Of course, on the battlefield, there are any means and what means are used, and victory is achieved regardless of everything, which is the strength of a real strongman.

Cha...... Cha.

The footsteps were approaching, almost just a wall.

Jia Long twisted his eyes to look at the wall, and then for a moment, a creepy feeling hit his heart.

She hurriedly stepped back to her side.

Sure enough, the moment she retreated, a burst of gunfire erupted from inside the wall.

The terrifying force of the bullet hit the 'wall'.

Because he was a little nervous, Jia Long forgot that most of the walls of this warehouse were made of logs.

Shotgun bullets are not very penetrating due to the dispersion of kinetic energy, and it is unlikely to penetrate thick logs.

But don't forget, the logs are stacked on top of each other, and in the middle of one and the other, there are still relatively thin parts due to the handover of the wood, and in some places, you can even see the outside through the gaps just by looking closely.

Therefore, this shot came, and some of the shotgun bullets still hit Jia Long by a fraction of a millimeter through the gaps and thin places.

"Careless!"

Jia Long originally wanted to borrow the wall as a cover, and then unexpectedly counterattack back.

But a gold medal hunter is a gold medal hunter, even if Jia Long thinks that he shouldn't know his whereabouts, but he not only knows, but also accurately attacks her through the wall.

Fortunately, she was quick and escaped the shot in an instant.

It's just that after this shot was fired, the people inside the wall chased Jia Long and fled as if they didn't need money for bullets