I!The villain licks the dog and his father, and specializes in playing various protagonists

what's going on?

"No, what are you doing to me?"

"The person you want to arrest should be..."

Chen Beishan raised his hands, and just took a step forward, before he finished speaking, he saw a policeman shoot and the bullet hit the floor as a warning, "Stop!"

"Chen Beishan, if you take another step forward, don't blame us for being rude!"

Chen Beishan, "..."

I'm so meow! ?

Damn, what's going on! ?

"Ding!"

"Gentle reminder from the system: host, Zhao Feng's luck value is already twice as high as that of the villain, so..."

What the hell! ?

Chen Beishan was dumbfounded immediately, "So... I am..."

"Lifting a rock and hitting your own foot?"

The system smiled calmly, "Correct solution!"

Chen Beishan, "..."

He glanced at Zhao Feng, his luck value was still 17000, while his own villain value was 8200...

Twice the villain's value is 16400, which is far from Zhao Feng's 17000...

"I'm so meow!"

"Why am I calling the police?"

The corner of Chen Beishan's mouth twitched for a while, "Damn it, it's completely capsized in the gutter..."

Now, things will be difficult...

Could it be that he really wanted to kill Zhao Feng directly here, and then go overseas?

But... the backlash of luck value is not

"Chen Beishan, aren't you very arrogant!?"

When Zhao Feng saw Chen Beishan who didn't dare to move, he burst out laughing, then his eyes turned cold, and he stared at Chen Beishan tightly, "I see you, what are you doing now!?"

After the words fell, he picked up the pistol on the ground, and shot at Chen Beishan's head fiercely!

"boom!"

"boom!"

"What!"

Chen Beishan cursed secretly.

The head tilted quickly, brushing past the bullet, the body tilted down slightly, with one hand propped up on the ground, posing like a runner trying to sprint, aiming at Zhao Feng.

But at the moment when he was about to sprint!

puff!

On the shoulder, a flower of blood exploded in an instant!

Chen Beishan's sprinting speed also came to an abrupt stop, his body was uncontrollable, and he fell to the ground with a plop.

Before looking at him, at the position where he charged forward for a moment, the ground was a hole made by a shuttle bullet.

If Chen Beishan had continued to insist on rushing forward to attack Zhao Feng, he might be beaten into a sieve in the next instant!

This Nima's!

Not a pistol at all!

But five submachine guns!

special!

"What!"

Chen Beishan was shot, and only felt a burst of tearing pain from his shoulder. The injury he suffered was not comparable to when he confronted Su Qingmo before!

As soon as he stood up, the five police officers raised their submachine guns and aimed at Chen Beishan.

Regarding Zhao Feng's previous shooting action, they stared at Chen Beishan as if they had never seen it.

Chen Beishan stared at Zhao Feng, but from the corner of his eye, he was paying attention to the buckles of the five police officers.

"Is this 79-type submachine gun really awesome? It can shoot 20 rounds in one shuttle, and you can shoot it in just 1.2 seconds!"

For this kind of thing that can shoot you 16 bullets in one second, Chen Beishan really didn't dare to act rashly.

Especially with the blessing of Zhao Feng's luck value.

One mistake, this can sieve you!

"If it's a gun, I'm going to fight hard, and turn a bicycle into a motorcycle..."

"But this...there are five guns!?"

Chen Beishan really had a headache, "System, what should we do next?"

"Ding!"

"The system advises the host to ask Zhao Feng to make the protagonist's design collapse, which will lower his luck value. If so, the host will have..."

Chen Beishan's eyes flashed, and he interrupted the system, "I understand!"

previously.

Seeing Chen Beishan's sprinting posture, Zhao Feng was really startled.

To know!

Chen Beishan's wind-like speed earlier pulled out one of his arms abruptly!