Chapter 58 The last bullet is left for you

To the edge of the river, there is a wide beach with obvious traces on it, and the footprints of the two people are shallow and deep. Ye Feng knew that Peter had extremely strong physical quality and could control the strength of his body well. The shallow footprints were left by Peter, while Cui Guangxian's own physical strength had been exhausted, his footsteps were heavy, and there were obvious drag marks on the ground, which was easy to distinguish.

With the guidance of the footprints of the two people, Ye Feng suddenly accelerated his speed. In about ten minutes, he saw two figures dragging forward, and the speed was obviously much slower than before!

"Peter, if you take another step, I will shoot without hesitation..." Ye Feng saw the two figures, immediately pointed the muzzle at Pete and threatened to say.

Peter looked back and couldn't see the expression on his face clearly in the night, but from his tone, he could hear a trace of play, "Oh! Is that right? I think it is really necessary for you to shoot. If you happen to hit this gentleman, I will be honored to tell you that I can break his wrist without hesitation and take away the suitcase. I don't even have to bear any responsibility for my cruel means. What do you think?

"I think you're right..." Ye Feng said with a smile and then pulled the trigger.

"Bum..." The bullet shot out of the gun, sparked, scratched a dazzling mark under the night, and shot out at the person in front of him!

The harsh whistling sound gradually faded away and fell somewhere, but it was obvious that the two figures opposite were not threatened by bullets. However, Peter, who heard the sound of gunfire, suddenly reached out and pulled Cui Guangxian's body in front of him. As long as he died and did not die in his own hands, he would not It needs to bear the heavy price of being hunted down by the elite agents of the whole Chinese country.

But the bullet passed five or six meters away from his left. Even if the surrounding dark environment affects his eyesight, it is impossible to have such a big deviation. The only explanation is that the other party has no intention of shooting him at all, but only to scare him.

Will Pitt came out from behind Cui Guangxian and saw Ye Feng's figure approaching and stop five or six meters in front of him. Then he said in surprise, "Cunning Oriental, you actually deceived me!"

Ye Feng's face** showed an awkward smile, seemed to feel a little embarrassed, and said, "Really? Shouldn't you be glad that my shooting is not accurate? And I just said that I would shoot, not that I would kill you. You are too timid!"

Peter frowned his thick eyebrows, with a violent breath on his angular face. He pointed to Cui Guangxian next to him and said, "Are you here to save him? If that's all, I think you can come back later, because I'm going to let him go..."

Is that right? Why should I believe you? Ye Feng moved forward and approached the other party little by little. He wanted to close the distance between the two to facilitate his attack, but Peter seemed to be very alert. Every time Ye Feng took a step, he would take another step back and always maintain a distance of about five meters.

"Don't you know? Will Pitt is a killer who never kills, and I can guarantee it with my personality!" Peter seemed to be surprised that Ye Feng did not know his reputation. As a felon wanted by the international police around the world, he felt that he should have been a well-known figure. Unexpectedly, there was a local bun standing opposite him who knew nothing!

Ye Feng shrugged his shoulders and said in Pete's tone, "Oh, I'm very sorry, I only believe in the dead and don't believe in personality!"

"Real?" Pete's dark blue eyes contracted, and the smile on his face disappeared. He said coldly, "I don't kill because I don't want them to die so happily. I like to look at their painful expressions, roaring, scolding, fear and despair. Nothing is more meaningful than this!"

Ye Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes passed through the gap between his eyelids, which could make him see more real. He had heard some rumors about Peter before. Indeed, he rarely had a life in his hands. I don't know if he preached it himself, but some people who really know the inside story are very clear that he is a complete sadist, and none of the people tortured by him are intact.

He once said that he plunged all mankind into panic and despair. He was the only one who enjoyed the beauty of the world, which was his lifelong pursuit!

"I see. You mean you want to tell me that you are a pervert?" Ye Feng thought about it, and only this word is the most suitable to describe this man's mentality.

Peter's face suddenly sank, and his original sarcastic smile also converged. His dark blue eyes stared at the shadow in the dark opposite him and said coldly, "You completely angered me..."

"This is exactly the result I want!" Ye Feng's body suddenly started, and the distance of five meters was shortened in the blink of an eye. The muzzle was pointed at Pete's head, his fingers pulled the trigger, and the bullet flew out of the chamber in an instant.

No matter who is, they have an instinctive fear of weapons such as firearms and ammunition, but some people, such as killers or some special personnel serving in national artifacts, will have a strong sense of vigilance against these extremely dangerous lethal weapons after some high-intensity special training. Just like when Ye Feng raised his arm, Peter had already calculated in his mind that the other party might choose any point to attack, and his body was also adjusting in an instant to quickly avoid the other party's killing.

Although the speed of the bullet is so fast that it is impossible to dodge at all, a series of actions before shooting can give those masters enough time, which is a weakness that can be completely ignored in front of ordinary people. For killers like Peter, it can be infinitely enlarged.

Short-range shooting generally has a high hit rate, but at the same time as Ye Feng shot, Peter leaned back and tilted his head to side, just avoiding Ye Feng's shooting, as if this was the plot designed by the two before, but there was no flaw in the performance.

Master's moves may predict the next move of the other party through eye expressions and subtle body movements, and then adjust the most appropriate posture against the enemy according to his own conditions. This is the keenness and predictive power that need to be cultivated after long-term training. Obviously, Peter can do it.

Seeing that Pete dodged a shot, Ye Feng smiled slightly at the corners of his mouth, turned his gun down, and fired another bullet. However, this time, Peter did not dodge, but pulled Cui Guangxian's suitcase over. The bullet just hit the position of the handle. There was a crisp sound. The alloy handle was shot at close range, bursting on the spot and fell off from Cui Guangxian's wrist.

"It's not good!" Ye Feng was slightly shocked. It seemed that the other party took the risk because he had calculated the position. He was about to rush to grab it, but he heard that the old man who had been silent suddenly fell down and jumped directly, grabbed the corner of the suitcase and desperately pulled it into his arms.

"Old man, don't think I won't do it!" Pete's conspiracy succeeded, but he didn't expect that Cui Guangxian rushed up regardless of his life, making his action stagnate. He couldn't help but be angry and suddenly pushed Cui Guang out of him first.

Ye Feng took advantage of this gap and rushed forward and kicked Peter's chest. Ye Feng's speed was extremely fast, and Peter was previously restrained by Cui Guangxian, and his movements were hindered. Seeing Ye Feng suddenly kicking him and hurriedly stretched out his arm to block it, he felt a sharp pain on his arm. His body was affected by the strong impact of the soles of the other party's feet. He retreated back three steps before stopping. Except for the pain in the arm, even the chest feels extremely dull.

The strength of this foot made Peter feel that his whole chest seemed to have been hit hard by a sledgehammer, and his right arm was so painful that he could not even lift it.

However, despite Ye Feng's kick, Peter successfully snatched the suitcase. He glanced at the password lock on it and frowned, but did not mean any frustration. Instead, he smiled strongly and said, "Hey! I advise you to stop. If I accidentally press the wrong number, I'm afraid that the things in it will turn into a pile of ashes!"

Ye Feng stood still and pulled up Cui Guang, who fell to the ground next to him. Seeing that he was not injured, he was relieved and said to him, "Mr. Cui, please leave here as soon as possible. Leave the rest to me. I will bring back what's inside!"

"Well, okay!" Cui Guang hesitated for a moment, but still nodded. When he walked to Ye Feng, he leaned over and said a word in his ear, and then turned away, as if he trusted Ye Feng's words very much.

After listening to Cui Guangxian's whisper, a strange expression appeared on Ye Feng's face, and his eyes fell on the silver-white suitcase in Peter's hand, showing a little hesitation.

Peter opposite also looked puzzled. He didn't know what Cui Guangxian said to Ye Feng, but he was also a little puzzled that Cui Guangxian was going to grab the suitcase so desperately just now, but now he has left alone regardless. Is he also afraid of losing his life here? Sure enough, there is no loyal official in the world, whether it is China or any other country!

Ye Feng didn't care what Pete was thinking, but Cui Guangxian's words suddenly cheered him up. He took a step forward with a smile on the corners of his mouth and pointed a gun at Peter and said, "Unfortunately, there is still the last bullet in this gun. I think it's the best time to end your life with him!"

When the voice fell, Ye Feng didn't give Peter any time to think at all. He moved his finger and immediately pulled the trigger. He only heard a loud "bang" sound. In the Mars explosion, the last bullet in the magazine flew out of the gun and shot at Pete's chest in an instant.

The last bullet is left for you! Who said this? An ordinary sentence, carefully thought about it, but it was domineering and extremely coquettish!