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Chapter 138 The sharpshooter among white people

I fired a random shot just now, but I didn't hit the sharpshooter. I just hit an ordinary white man. It seems that I haven't hit the vital point yet.

At this time, I also took Wu Ang's pistol bullets in my hand, so I had a total of nine bullets.

Next, even if I end up with one white person per bullet, that's not enough!
"Don't worry, we have a lot of guns, just press them over."

It was the sharpshooter with Mediterranean hair who spoke, and his voice was very deep.

I was startled, and quickly winked at the boy.

"Why are you still standing there? Crawl and retreat this way, hurry up!"

The boy didn't listen to me at all, just put his hands on his head.

In desperation, I could only stick my body tightly to the ground and retreat in the direction of Hope Valley.

Footsteps sounded chaotically.

Relying on the large number of people, the group of white people finally crossed the corner.

I heard a gunshot from behind, and the boy should be dead.

"Hey, that kid is crawling, look at the marks on the ground."

A white man's voice reached my ears.

I was startled, and I no longer cared about crawling on the ground, but stood up and ran.

Five shots were heard from behind.

Several bullets flew close to my body and almost hit me.

But one of the bullets accurately hit my back vest, which should have been fired by a sharpshooter.

Fortunately, he used a pistol, and the bullets only entered my muscles and did not hurt my internal organs.

I felt the wind whistling next to my ears, and I quickly rushed into the Valley of Hope.

"Quick, the enemy is coming."

I shouted to the two guards on the top of the mountain.

After I rushed into Hope Valley, everyone was awakened.

They came out of the tent one after another and looked out of the valley.

"Fuck, take cover, they have guns."

I roared.

Everyone was shocked and looked for stone stumps as cover.

At this time, the nine white men had reached the edge of Hope Valley.

One of them, with his arm hanging over his shoulder, was supposed to be the one I hit.

I nervously looked at the position of the top of the mountain, and then at the white people outside the valley.

As soon as these white men set foot on the edge of the valley, the boulders and logs on the mountain could deal a fatal blow to them.

The sharpshooter was bold and walked in the front.

I prayed silently in my heart: go faster, faster.

The sharpshooter finally reached the edge of the valley and was about to step into the log trap.

However, at this moment, his footsteps stopped, and he looked at the surrounding terrain strangely.

This kind of person looks like he has been fighting on the edge of life and death for many years, and he has a superhuman intuition about danger.

At this time, he suddenly took a step back.

"You two, go ahead."

The guy drove the two white guys ahead.

At this moment, two people on the top of the mountain cut the rope with a knife, and a large number of boulders and rolling logs fell down.

Two white men died instantly, but one of my faces was livid.

These two idiots, don't you know how to wait for a few more people to walk into the trap before starting the log?

Now only two were crushed to death, what about the remaining seven?
The sharpshooter took five or six steps back vigilantly, and raised his hand to shoot two shots at the top of the mountain.

Although the two people on the top of the mountain only showed their heads, they were still accurately shot and rolled down from the top of the mountain tens of meters away.

"Ah! What should I do?"

"They're horrible."

"We can't survive!"

The cries of men and women rang out.

The group of white people heard it clearly, and their faces were overjoyed.

"Hahaha, great, there are really women, and they are young."

"I'm going to play them in a row."

"I hang them upside down to play."

All kinds of filthy words spewed out from the mouths of white people scared the women in Hope Valley even more.

I can easily kill other white people, but the sharpshooter is a bit troublesome and doesn't give me a chance to show up.

Since hard steel is not enough, I can think of other ways.

"White brothers out there, please don't hurt us, we can do things for you."

I hid in the bunker and said loudly.

"Hahaha, are you scared? Judging by your appearance, you are the one who killed eleven of my brothers in a row, right?"

The sharpshooter asked outside the valley.

"Yes, it's me, but I've given in now, I just hope you don't hurt my people."

I hid in the bunker and continued.

Since I am not as good as the sharpshooter in terms of marksmanship, if they catch me, I can easily deal with the sharpshooter in close quarters.

But you must give me a chance to get close.

The group of white men began to discuss in English.

After a long while, the sharpshooter said, "Okay, then walk out with your hands up."

I hesitated, put the pistol into my trouser leg, slowly stood up from the bunker, and raised my hands high.

The sharpshooter is holding a pistol. If he does not keep his word, he will at most injure me, not kill me.

"Now, come slowly to me."

said the sharpshooter.

Liu Yeyao was shocked, and wanted to rush over to stop me, but I stopped her with a look.

I walked slowly towards the group of white men.

"If you are sensible, just like this, come slowly."

The group of white men held pistols, looked at me unscrupulously, and looked greedily at Hope Valley from time to time.

Soon, I was only a dozen meters away from the sharpshooter.

At this moment, I said, "Brother, how many people are here this time?"

"Huh? Why are you asking this?" The sharpshooter showed displeasure.

"Don't get me wrong, I want to count your numbers, prepare tents for you, and spend the night in Hope Valley tonight."

I forcefully explained.

Because I want to find out their details, in case there are white people lurking in the dark, as long as one white person escapes back, he will expose the location of Hope Valley.

"It's just seven of us."

A white man said impatiently.

The sharpshooter's expression changed slightly, and he gave the white man a hard look.

"Charlie, who told you to talk too much?"

The sharpshooter reprimanded the white man severely.

Now, I am only seven or eight meters away from that sharpshooter.

But his marksmanship is fast and accurate, and now I'm only [-] to [-]% sure to finish him off.

If I want to be [-]% sure, I have to go another three or four meters.

At this time, everyone in Hope Valley looked at me worriedly, they didn't know what my plan was.

"stop!"

Just when I was about to continue to approach the sharpshooter, he suddenly spoke.

My face changed, and my heart skipped a beat.

"Take off all your clothes, pants, and I want to make sure you have no weapons."

The sharpshooter's voice continued.

I was dumbfounded at once, what the hell!

"Why are you standing there? Take off!" a white man roared.

In desperation, I could only slowly take off my coat.

"Charlie, you come closer to monitor him." The sharpshooter spoke again.

"what!"

The guy named Charlie was obviously a little upset.

"Tom, although you are the second child in the camp, you can't let me do dangerous things at will, right?"

Charlie quit.

(End of this chapter)