The wanton life of a certain beauty

Ding!

Ding!

Ding!

One bullet after another hit the car body where Booker and Firefox were hiding. The combination of the fire caused by the friction and the crisp sound caused by the collision gave tonight a different feeling. style.

Behind the body.

"hiss."

After Booker put out the cigarette butt in his hand, he saw that Firefox, who had just hid behind and stared at him, made no movement, and said hello again: "Hi."

Firefox frowned.

next second.

Firefox held the M1911 assault rifle in his hand and quickly stretched it out.

Chu Chu Chu!

Another round of bullets hit the body of the upturned Chevy, directly forcing back the cross that was once again preparing to rescue Wesley trapped in the Chevy.

After finishing a round of shooting, Firefox quickly changed his ammunition while staring expressionlessly at Booker, who seemed to be planning to light another cigarette.

Under Firefox's gaze, Booker raised his eyebrows and did not light up the second cigarette. He sighed and looked at Firefox: "The cross is wide open, there is no need to confront him head-on."

Firefox: "..."

How to fight between level [-] and level [-]?

Being hung up and beaten?

Booker didn't want to experience the feeling of being beaten. The script he took was a Shuangwen script, and he had no interest in experiencing any sadomasochistic scripts.

and.

Booker is not a tough guy. At the very least, only a reckless man will choose to fight head-on when he knows that the opponent is aggressive, while a wise man will use wisdom to solve the problem.

Isn't it just to open it up?

Let him drive.

I don't believe you can keep using this ultimate move like this.

Booker thought in his mind, and then he quickly leaned out, pulled the trigger towards the cross that was about to rescue Wesley again, and at the same time threw out a shot of Insight.

In front of the cross that activated the adrenaline burst, the bullets fired by Booker were easily dodged by the cross.

but……

【Ding! 】

[Name: "Carlos Cross!"]

[Level: "55/50" (talent activation blessing, remaining time: 60s)]

【…】

【talent:】

[A burst of adrenaline: "This is a very strange ability. When you turn it on, the world will become extremely slow in your eyes, or you will become faster!"]

【…】

[Enemy camp, kill it, and talents, skills and items will be dropped immediately! 】

【击杀可爆出：“经验值（100%）物品类（801%）、英雄卡（2%）、技能类（2%）、游戏币（500-20000）”

"finally……"

Booker raised his eyebrows and looked at the countdown of the remaining time until he was finally discovered. He thought to himself: "I wonder where in the world there is a ultimate move that can last forever."

What is a big move?

If there is a time limit, then it is called a big move. If there is no time limit, the big move is not worthy of being called a big move. It can only be called a skill.

From the moment the cross activated its ultimate move to the time Booker hid behind the car, he had thrown away countless insight skills in succession. At first, Booker suspected that the cross's ultimate move would not last long.

fortunately!

When fighting, what matters is fairness and justice.

Open up?

not good!

Booker raised his eyebrows and looked at the countdown on his watch. When the 60 seconds were up, he would have a fair and just duel with Cross.

Frankly speaking, Booker was suppressed from the beginning of this battle.

If Firefox hadn't been here, Booker felt that even if he didn't have a big move, he could still play with a big cross.

Can……

The current Booker is not Booker, but the killer Eddie Tyrone. If he uses other skills, he will be in danger of being exposed, but he can't lose the dungeon reward just for the sake of temporary pleasure.

at this time.

"Uh……"

A sharp cry of pain suddenly came from the Chevrolet SUV that was on its butt.

It's Wesley.

Wesley in the car opened his eyes, which were blood red, and his heart was beating fast. He was restrained in position by the seat belt, and his hands were bound by handcuffs. Wesley tried hard to open his eyes, which were less than half covered with blood. My eyes were trying to see clearly and understand what was happening now, but the picture in front of me still seemed blurry and broken.

This is for sure.

The windshield of the Chevrolet SUV has turned into spider webs of cracks.

but……

Wesley was suddenly shocked. Through the densely cracked windshield, he saw Booker and Firefox not far away, facing the front of the car, hiding in a car and cuddling with each other.

"This……"

Wesley's pupils were shaking, as if he couldn't believe it all, and his mind just felt buzzing, wondering why he had transformed, but the green hat still found his illusion.

at this time.

Two glances shot to him with a swish.

It's Booker and Firefox's.

Booker looked through the windshield at Wesley, who was hanging like a piece of bacon. He habitually threw a shot of Insight, and then raised his eyebrows inadvertently!

[Name: "Wesley Cross!"]

[Level: "30/25" (talent activation and blessing!)]

[HP: "300/250" (talent activation blessing)]

[Status: "Extraordinary (pseudo)" (talent activation blessing)]

[Camp: "Strange!"]

[Affiliation: "Brotherhood"]

【talent:】

[Adrenaline burst: "This is a very strange ability. When you turn it on, the world will become extremely slow in your eyes, or you will become faster!"]

【Skill:】

[Elementary Spear Throwing Skill (Normal): "This is a skill that can bend bullets!"]

Why is this guy's talent less talented than his father's?

An idea suddenly appeared in Booker's mind, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows!

The Fire Fox next to him also looked at Wesley, who was hanging like a sausage, and frowned.

Wesley saw it too.

And, it’s really true.

Booker's expression was a bit playful.

As for Firefox's expression, there was a hint of frown, plus... a hint of apology?

Wesley's brain, which might have suffered a concussion just now, was buzzing again!

A word suddenly appeared in Wesley's buzzing mind.

Especially in the next second, when Firefox suddenly pulled out the pistol from his waist, with a bang, and with a stern look on his face, he shot him a bullet aimed directly at his eyebrows, this word became even more powerful. It's obvious.

Dog man...