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One thousand four hundred and twenty-eight about the guardian, you do not mention a word

The rest of the people have also begun to prepare for where to hide, or find the best perspective, in order to see the situation in the school bus more clearly and make the most appropriate response in the most urgent situation.

But no one in the entire group of people in the action expected that the person who moved the fastest was the boss.

Holding a spear in one hand, like a leopard in the jungle, leaping into the hidden area beside the road.

The wolf teeth are still lurking, and even their eyes cannot be moved away. Sometimes blocking their sight is more important than sniper itself.

But the prince is different. He is not good at long-range shooting, so he can only do it in a hurry.

But just when he was anxious, he saw a figure climbing up the tree with a handsome figure, with murderous aura at the corners of his eyes. When he sat horizontally on the tree branch and used all the bad realms around to block his body and integrate with the entire tree, the prince's eyes widened.

Big devil?

Langya also felt that there was another person behind him.

I just feel that I won't look back.

But he knew it was the boss.

Few people have seen Qin Mo's long-range sniper.

In most cases, he is responsible for commanding, where the soldier should be in and how to complete the task better and safely.

Whatever these people look like when they come out is what they should look like when they take them back.

The reason why he is called the captain and goes deep into the enemy is the first to charge.

However, not all tasks can be driven forward by anyone who is strong enough.

The prince watched the man turn his face and lift the gun and put it on his shoulder, like the silent existence, even his breathing moved with the wind.

"Boss, what do you want to do?" The hunter opened his mouth.

The magician tilted his head, with dirt on his face: "Shoot."

"Boss, he hasn't been holding a gun for a long time, right?"

Yes, everyone knows that since that incident, Qin Mo has never taken a gun in such a real mission. No matter how good the shooting points are, they are in the army because... he doesn't want to.

About three seconds passed.

The magician smiled: "Is this proof that the boss is really coming back?"

The one who lifted the gun and drew an 800-meter no-man's land, with hay in the corner of his mouth, was so shocked that all the people who wanted to offend this land were gone.

Just how to overcome psychological things?

The hunter didn't ask for this sentence.

They went on that mission together back then.

When he found the boss, his eyes were too red, his gun was placed beside him, his whole body was wet, and his wrists were hanging on one side.

Back to the army.

Both the people above and the doctor said that the boss was given a psychological hint and was not suitable for any task, and his military rank was cancelled and he was sent back to the city.

That is the pride of heaven.

They all know.

But who knows?

In order to keep this place, he was injured in all sizes.

During the earthquake, in order to pull someone up, the back was swollen by heavy objects, so I endured the army before he could get treatment.

He was as tough as a mountain.

But when the mountain was destroyed.

It's like a clear moon silent in the night.

Even leaving quietly.

Now, he raised the gun in his hand, and the muzzle was only moving with one point, and the point fell behind the recruit disguised as No. 10, and he was indecisive.

Everyone around them fell into silence.

That is probably the only protection that can be achieved.

Pick up the gun and lock it a little, without any mistakes.
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