The supreme master of the female president

Hearing Yang Yitian's words full of sense of security, and looking at his resolute and gentle face, Jiang Xinyao seemed to be less afraid, and the panic in her heart gradually calmed down, and she hummed lightly with her fists and red lips.

"He's at seven o'clock on the attic of the villa. Our current position is a blind spot that he can't see. Keep it as it is and try not to move." Yang Yitian reminded Jiang Xinyao seriously.

A top sniper, when his position has been exposed, usually chooses to transfer or escape immediately, otherwise he will fall into a very dangerous situation, but Yang Yitian knows that the opponent is still dormant in place, waiting for the opportunity to open Next shot.

Jiang Xinyao showed an unprecedented obedience, as docile as a little female cat, she listened to Yang Yitian's words and did not move.

The thoughts in Yang Yitian's mind are running rapidly. This sniper must not be let go, otherwise he will hide in the dark like a poisonous snake to ambush him next time. He may not be afraid of walking on the edge of death many times, but Jiang Xinyao is different. It is impossible to ensure her safety every second of every moment.

After a stalemate for a few minutes, Yang Yitian used the reflection of the rearview mirror to quickly find the place where the sniper was lying on his stomach, but his complexion suddenly changed, ignoring a fatal problem. Since he could find him through the rearview mirror, That means he must also be able to see himself and Jiang Xinyao.

Sure enough, the sniper hiding in the dark part of the attic raised a sinister arc, aimed at Jiang Xinyao's position and pulled the trigger decisively. The bullet's lethality was enough to penetrate a five-millimeter steel plate, let alone the seat of the car. chair.

Yang Yitian's reaction ability was like a cheetah, and he quickly pounced on Jiang Xinyao. A bullet flew past his neck, and a trace of scarlet blood sprayed out immediately.

Ignoring the pain in his neck, Yang Yitian kicked the car door away, rolled out of the car with Jiang Xinyao in his arms, and used the car body as a cover.

"Are you injured?" Jiang Xinyao, who was lying in Yang Yitian's arms, fixed her beautiful eyes on his bleeding neck, and wanted to reach out her hand to cover the wound in panic.

"Small injuries are fine." Yang Yitian wiped away the blood from his neck, and from the corner of his eyes, he looked towards the seven o'clock direction of the attic, and sneered at himself, did the sniper play himself as a mouse?

"You wait here for me." Yang Yitian didn't want to waste any more time, if he hadn't had to take care of Jiang Xinyao, he would have wrung the sniper's throat long ago, so how could he be teased by the other party here.

"What are you going to do?" Seeing Yang Yitian wanted to rush out, Jiang Xinyao hurriedly stopped him, her tone filled with deep worry.

"Don't worry, he can't kill me." Yang Yitian said with a light smile, breathing steadily. Besides, even if he was exposed to the opponent's gunpoint, it would be extremely difficult for him to hit himself, otherwise he would have died countless times on the battlefield of bullets. time.

"Then be careful." Jiang Xinyao held Yang Yitian's hand and pursed her lips worriedly.

"Okay!" After Yang Yitian smiled, his face became solemn, and his figure rushed out like lightning, heading straight for the sniper's position.

Seeing Yang Yitian running towards him, the sniper hiding in the dark was stunned, and immediately turned his gun to face him and pulled the trigger, taking no more than 2.5 seconds from aiming to shooting.

boom! boom! boom!
The three sniper bullets formed a circle and flew towards Yang Yitian's head, but at the moment the sniper fired, Yang Yitian seemed to have made a judgment and dodged in advance, so fast that he left an afterimage.

Seeing this scene, the sniper in the dark part of the attic was startled, but at the moment he was stunned, a tall and stern figure stood in front of him at some point.

Hurry up, it's really too fast, the sniper didn't even react, Yang Yitian actually came in front of him.

"Is the game of cat and mouse fun?" Yang Yitian's gloomy pupils sank, he raised his leg that pierced the sound of the wind, and kicked the sniper lying on the ground.

The sniper remained calm in the face of danger, raised the sniper rifle in his hand, blocked Yang Yitian's legs, and immediately relayed a carp rolling, quickly opening the distance.

"It's been a long time since I met such an interesting person. I will come again." The sniper was a pale man. He gave Yang Yitian an evil smile, threw away the sniper rifle in his hand, and jumped from the attic.

"Want to leave?" Yang Yitian couldn't let go of any threat, and followed him very quickly. This pale sniper must die today.

Looking at Yang Yitian who was chasing after him, the pale sniper frowned, took out a pistol from his body, and fired seven shots at him until the magazine was full.

Yang Yitian cleverly dodged the incoming bullets, then kicked his feet on the ground and jumped with his body, blocking in front of the sniper.

"Who told you to come?" Yang Yitian's dark eyes stared at the pale sniper, with a murderous intent on his body.

"Although you look very strong, a dead person is not qualified to ask so many questions." The pale sniper smiled coldly, and there was an extra sharp short knife in his hand. His fighting ability is not bad at all.

"Really?" Yang Yitian deliberately lowered his voice, and stopped talking nonsense, and wait a minute, he has dozens of cruel methods to make this sniper feel worse than death.

"Hoo!" The pale-faced sniper brandished a sharp short knife and stepped forward to slash Yang Yitian's throat.

Yang Yitian gave a disdainful smile, tilted his head slightly to the right, easily dodged the short knife drawn towards his neck, then raised his knee and hit his chest hard.

"Crack!"

The pale sniper screamed in pain, spit out a mouthful of blood, and took seven or eight steps back.

"It's a bit weak." Yang Yitian smiled faintly. His kick just now broke at least a few ribs of the sniper.

The pale-faced sniper sprayed a mouthful of mixed blood spit on the ground, gritted his teeth viciously, glared at Yang Yitian angrily and said, "You can shoot me more bullets, and you can seriously injure me with one move. Your strength is definitely not good enough!" Nobody, who are you?"

"Who am I? Am I not the one you want to kill?" Yang Yitian chuckled, but his smile made his face pale when he saw the sniper, the hairs on his body stood on end, and a deep coldness rushed from his toes. Scalp

"From the beginning, your target was me, right? The reason why you shot Jiang Xinyao must be that you were not sure that you could hit me, so you pointed the gun at her, because you guessed that I would block the bullet for her, Am i right?"

As soon as Yang Yitian said that, he stepped forward and walked towards the pale sniper, a strong cold light flashed from his eyes.