My dad is the richest man in the world

Chapter 98

Thinking of this, Ji Cun had an idea in his heart. He wanted to gamble that there was only one bullet left in the killer's AWM. As long as this bullet was fired, the killer would have to change the magazine.

When the killer changed the magazine, it was the chance for himself, Zhang Xiaoshuai and Dong Yao to escape.

Thinking of this, Ji Cun told Zhang Xiaoshuai what he thought, and Zhang Xiaoshuai was surprised when he heard it, and then told Ji Cun that he could give it a try.

However, Ji Cun did not agree to Zhang Xiaoshuai's proposal, Ji Cun only asked what if the other party had changed the magazine?
Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoshuai fell into deep thought.

Ji Cun shook his head, stood up slowly, and looked at the killer in the building through the glassless car window.

He saw the killer watching his side through the scope.

Then, Ji Cun looked into the AWM again, only to see that there was only one loaded .300 Winchester-Magnum rifle in the AWM.

Seeing this, Ji Cun turned around and adjusted his body, waiting for the opportunity.

After adjusting the posture of the body, Ji Cun squatted halfway, adjusting the internal force in his body to gather on the toes of his feet, just when Ji Cun was about to shoot his body,
At this moment, a passing car stopped on the side of the road, and when the door opened, a middle-aged man in casual clothes walked out, looked at the crashed Bugatti on the side of the road in surprise, and walked quickly .

On the way, the man was still puzzled, the car was installed like this, why no one was seen, and no traffic police came to deal with the accident. Could it be that he had already been sent to the hospital.

With such doubts, the man gradually approached Bugatti.

Such a good car must have something very valuable on it. I never expected to encounter such a good thing on the way home. If I'm lucky, I can pick up one or two things. Isn't that rich?
Threatened by the mysterious killer, neither Ji Cun nor Zhang Xiaoshuai dared to show their faces, but they both heard footsteps, and they didn't know who it was. From Zhang Xiaoshuai's hand, he did not know where he pulled out a dagger, and he did not know where the dagger came from.

This dagger is always carried by Zhang Xiaoshuai. If he didn’t pull out the dagger just now, Zhang Xiaoshuai was worried that the blade of the dagger would reflect light under the light of the street lamp, and he was afraid that it would be caught by the killer, and it would be useless even if he took it out. The bullet can knock him down, and his dagger can't get close to the opponent, which seems very tasteless.

And now it's different.

It is already a last resort to take it out now, what if the person who came is an enemy?
If this is the case, I can cut his throat and kill him before the other party makes a move.

The middle-aged man walked up to the Bugatti and bent down to look inside. The car was empty and there was no one there.The middle-aged man scratched his head in doubt, and the next moment he was ecstatic, and asked loudly, "Is anyone there?" While talking, he walked around to the other side of the car.

When he turned to the left side of the car and was about to reach into the car window, he saw two people sitting on the ground. Among them, there was a sleeping person, and the other was shining brightly and exuding a chill. dagger.

Moreover, he felt a huge force on his neck, and the middle-aged man looked down, only to see Ji Cun's hand pinching his neck at this moment.

As long as the other party is willing, his cervical spine will be twisted by the other party at any time.

In order to prevent the killer from discovering the location, Zhang Xiaoshuai specially adjusted the angle of the dagger.

The middle-aged man trembled, his legs became weak, and he almost sat on the ground.He screamed out in shock, his eyes were wide open, his mouth was open, as if a stone had been stuffed in his throat, and he couldn't speak a word.

People's expressions may be faked, but their eyes cannot be faked.From the eyes of the middle-aged man, Ji Cun saw the fear from the bottom of his heart.

This man is not a killer! Ji deposits his hand on the middle-aged man's neck. Although he is still vigilant, a smile appears on his face. He said, "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. However, you must follow the I mean to do it."

"Ah...well..." The middle-aged man's face was pale, and a strange voice came out of his mouth.As ordinary people, there are very few people who can keep their expressions on the face of being threatened by others.

"Turn around!" Ji Cun ordered, pointing to the left side of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's head was blank, like a robot, his body trembling, and he turned around numbly.

"Don't move, otherwise, I can't guarantee that you won't turn into a corpse in the next second." While threatening the middle-aged man, Ji Cun winked at Zhang Xiaoshuai, and said softly, "Run!"

Ji Cun used his middle-aged body to block the killer's sight, covering himself and Zhang Xiaoshuai and running to the opposite side.

Zhang Xiaoshuai understood Ji Cun's intention, crawled forward with difficulty, then stood up abruptly, and limped towards the opposite side.

Ji Cun did not neglect, bowed his body, and suddenly exerted force on his feet, the domineering vigor in his body burst out, and his body shot out like an arrow from the string.

Zhang Xiaoshuai ran five or six steps forward, when someone grabbed his shoulder suddenly, and then he was pulled and rushed forward, ear-piercing whistling sounds filled his ears.

Although he didn't hear the gunshot, he clearly felt the bullets flying by his side.

Although Ji Cun is thin and thin, but his explosive power is astonishing, coupled with the addition of eighteen palms of internal strength, Zhang Xiaoshuai's body of [-] to [-] kg can be pulled up without any effort.

With a sound of "Plop", Ji Cungang threw Zhang Xiaoshuai out, his right lower back seemed to be hit by a running train, his body was hit by the impact, and he threw himself forward involuntarily.

Zhang Xiaoshuai was thrown into the front room by Ji Cun, and the latter was hit by a bullet.

Ji Cun, who was lying on the floor of the front room, didn't get up for a long time. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but the pain from the right lower back made him almost grit his teeth, and half of his body became numb and unconscious.

Zhang Xiaoshuai hid behind the wall and grabbed Ji Cun's shoulders. The pain in his body made Zhang Xiaoshuai's forehead covered with beads of sweat.

"Ah!" Zhang Xiaoshuai yelled, pulled Ji Cun's shoulders, and suddenly used all his strength to pull Ji Cun to his side. Within a second of pulling Ji Cun, a bullet hit Ji Cun just now. where the head is.

Looking at the place where the bullet fell, Zhang Xiaoshuai felt scared for a while, and his back felt cold for a while, if he was hit, would it be okay?
If Ji Cun was shot in the head under his protection, then he wouldn't even want to live in this world.

Seeing that Ji Cun's face was frighteningly pale, Zhang Xiaoshuai's heart trembled, and he asked in surprise, "Master, are you injured?"

(End of this chapter)