Woohoo!

The bullets lit up with flames, like the light that brought death, passed through the air beside her dangerously under the nose of the super athletic Martial God Long.

Even she had the illusion that her delicate body was experiencing a lot of heat.

Click.

Fortunately, the automatic firearm trap, which was still in operation, was torn off by a sudden head-shaking action at the joint of the motor, which was already burning crumblingly in the fire, and then fell to the ground.

The bullets fired indiscriminately, sending debris from the branches and grass scattered, but they didn't hit anything.

Jia Long at this end, his heart was beating wildly.

It was too sudden, and although she dodged the bullet, it was also a little dangerous.

What is even more difficult to imagine is that if she had accidentally stepped into the center of this kind of automatic shooting trap before, wouldn't she have been aiming several or even a dozen guns at it in an instant?

It was terrifying, even as a martial god, she thought she couldn't escape.

Of course, there are no ifs, and she can feel the danger from the beginning, not by luck, but by necessity.

No way, the strength is so strong.

But if the strength is strong, it will be strong, and this wave of unexpected attacks, Jia Long suddenly exposed his existence.

"What?"

"Hell, damn it, Team Norton is finished."

"Over there, I saw a figure, shoot."

On the other side, on the side of the white team leader who was desperately trying to lower his voice and move, the three teams instantly sensed Jia Long's movement here.

Under the raging flames, the girl's concave and delicate figure swayed with Gu Pansheng.

But the more beautiful it is, the more creepy it feels in this environment and in this kind of war situation.

Moreover, from a distance, even if there was a distance of thirty meters, the mist-like effect on her face made the pores of the three people here explode in an instant.

The legendary Misty Girl!

It's really her!

"Shoot!"

I couldn't help but say that the three of them didn't think too much about whether the three teammates over there were alive or dead, and hurriedly pulled the gun from their backs and aimed at the girl.

Da-da-da-da!

Bang bang.

Their skillful gunfighting skills allowed them to shoot one after another within three seconds of discovering the Mist Girl.

But the misty girl on the other end seemed to be the first to come, and at the same time as pulling out her gun here, she retreated into the pitch-black bushes behind her that the flames could not shine!

Puff puff!

The ground and blades of grass were constantly muffled by bullets, but there was no feedback of human being hit.

"No, be careful."

"God, can she really dodge bullets?"

Two team members, a man and a woman, involuntarily let out a soft cry in the ear of the white man who led the team.

"Shut up, have you forgotten the tactics?"

The leader of the team snorted softly, then first got up half-crouched and slammed into the depression beside him.

Mist didn't shoot, or rather, she didn't seem to have any intention of shooting.

Poof, poof.

The other two also quickly found cover on their own.

The white man who led the team was beating wildly at this time, and his eyes were nervous to look around.

"Damn, how did she find us?"

"Also, she can really dodge bullets, that automatic firearm was actually deliberately left by me to deal with her, but she actually dodged it, you must know that the shooting accuracy and shooting speed of this automatic trap are very amazing, how could she dodge?"

The white man who led the team looked at the gun made by Long Xia that he was holding tightly in his hand, and the absurd idea he had thought about before rose again.

In the legend of Longxia, the kung fu that can even dodge bullets really exists?

He didn't want to believe it, but the facts were in front of him, and he had to believe it if he didn't believe it.

Also, what is that fog? Technology? Magic? Or is it the creation of immortal cultivation in Longxia Immortal Cultivation? It shouldn't be possible.

As a person who has a preliminary understanding of Long Xia, his mind is full of mud at this moment, and he has no idea what kind of woman he is facing at this time.

But as an old mercenary who has been tempered on the battlefield for a long time, this is not the time for him to think nonsense.

He reluctantly retracted his thoughts, looked at the direction chosen by the two teammates, and couldn't help but nod secretly.

Very well, even if these two people are as shocked as him, they still have basic skills and tactics.

The profession of mercenary, to put it bluntly, is to lick blood on the knife edge, and the ability of teammates also greatly affects their lives.

It's just that now, the team leader regrets a little bit that they are too famous.

Otherwise, there would be no one from the 'organization' who would come to them for a mission, so that it would be impossible for them to confront a woman who is suspected of being a 'super master'.

"Our strength is definitely not up to this level."

He was remorseful.

But before he could regret it for long, the team leader's eyes shrank.

He only saw behind a male team member, and at some point he felt a strange and silent figure in a low pitch.

"Be careful!"

The white leader's face changed wildly, and he hurriedly lifted the CQ assault rifle in his hand.

But he's fast, and the weird figure is faster.

I didn't know what this figure was using, and slapped the back of the neck of the male team member wearing a bulletproof helmet.

The male team member falls limply to the ground.

The flame of the assault rifle in his hand could only shoot out.

The bullets fired from the flames chased the back of the delicate figure all the way forward, but no matter how the leader turned the muzzle, the bullets couldn't catch up with the retreating woman.

By the time he came to his senses, the woman had retreated into a dark grass, out of place.

"James?"

The last remaining female team member had a deep sense of horror in her eyes.

Because she was lying with the male team members, the two were less than a meter apart, and the mysterious misty girl passed by her, and she didn't even see how the other party's movements were performed clearly.

How can this not be feared.

"Lily, come here."

The white team leader gasped for breath, and it takes physical strength to shoot, not to mention that the current situation makes people involuntarily nervous, and nervousness will also cause a waste of physical energy, so he, an old mercenary who can run day and night, is actually tired after firing a few shots.

Of course, there may also be a reason, it is the fault of them who lie in the depression for hours in vain.

"Okay."

Lily is also a female mercenary who meets the needs of mercenaries, and her strong character and past experience make her clearly know that this is not the time for children to grow up, and she needs to meet with the team leader, so that she has a chance to fight against the misty girl who may appear anytime and anywhere.

She swore she was careful enough.

With a gun in hand, try to find a tree with cover and trot forward.

If the Mist Girl was hiding in the shadows and wanted to shoot her, there was a good chance, judging by the previous battle situation, Lily didn't think the other party would shoot so easily.

So she was only walking, able to avoid the dense and strict forest where the Misty Girl might be hiding.

It's less than ten meters, just a few steps.

But when Lily was about to reach the leader's place, her blue eyes, which were unique to Westerners, bloomed with joy.

The white team leader who helped her take care of the surroundings suddenly changed his face.

Because right behind Lily, at some point, suddenly there was a black figure.

Even his scalp tingled to think that this figure seemed to be following Lily all along...... In other words, from the very beginning, he didn't realize that the owner of the terrifying figure was simply playing with them between applause.

"Small."

This time, without waiting for the white leader to shout anything, the other party had already slapped a palm knife on Lily's female gooseneck.

Lily's expression of joy was still on her face, and she fell straight to the ground.

The white leader raised his gun and was about to face the terrifying woman who had completely revealed her figure and a 'foggy' face from attacking Lily.

It's a ghost at all.

He trembled inside, and even the arm holding the gun was a little unstable.

But it's okay to be unstable, at such a close distance, as long as it's not biased to the sky, it means that he wins wherever he hits.

It's just that he finally managed to find a way to get close to his 'misty girl', how could he succeed easily?

She didn't even think about retreating immediately.

It's easy to escape, but it's going to take a lot of effort to create the next opportunity to get so close to the other party.

Because she found that this man was a little more powerful than the others.

In the eyes of others, this misty girl who is almost a fight with a 'ghost' is naturally Jia Long himself.

Now, it was she who had thought of a way to create the illusion that only Lily was close to the leader by following in the footsteps of that 'Lily', and how could she miss the biggest opportunity.

So when the man's gun was raised and aimed at Jia Long's side, her eyes, which had been hidden in the darkness, seemed to be as bright as stars for a moment again.

Poof.

The jungle boots under his feet took strange steps and approached the white man.

At the same time, the Long Xia assault rifle in the opponent's hand also suddenly spat out tongues of fire.

It's just that at the same moment when the tongue of fire erupted, the girl turned her head directly to the side.

The body also moved slightly.

The bullet grazed her towering breast, and if she had been half a centimeter bigger, she might have been shot straight through.

Fortunately, this half centimeter is the difference between life and death.

The girl avoided three bullets in one breath, and the man was already close to the man's eyes.

A jade palm that was so white that it seemed to be able to pinch out water stretched out.

Syllable.

Hold the man's wrist.

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