The arms are almost impossible to lift. The gunshot wound causes not pain, but numbness, completely uncontrollable numbness.≧,

Xiao Yuanchao felt powerless, but this feeling was just a body. His spirit and his will, under the powerlessness of his body, showed an unprecedented crazy explosion.

"roar!!!"

A low roar came from Xiao Yuanchao's chest. He raised his head fiercely and stared at the sniper storm fifteen meters away with his red eyes.

The Sniper Storm was changing magazines, and his calm and cold eyes collided fiercely with Xiao Yuanchao's eyes, bursting out violent sparks.

He clearly saw that Xiao Yuanchao was no longer able to do it, and even his pistol had fallen off. Although he was full of reluctance, unfortunately, his body was injured by the gunshots and was no longer able to do it. No matter how fierce his eyes were, there was no substantial threat.

Just like a dying evil wolf, she is so fierce that she is extremely fierce. Unfortunately, the one who deserves to die is still dying, and no one will be scared by the eyes.

"Legend? When legend encounters myths, only legends die." Sniper Storm showed a faint smile and said to Xiao Yuanchao: "To be honest, you are already very good, it's a pity to die. If you are alive, you may not be worse than me in the future. What a pity, what a pity..."

As he finished speaking, the sniper storm pulled the trigger to Xiao Yuanchao again without hesitation.

But at this moment, he saw Xiao Yuanchao throwing all the wine pots around his neck into his head as if he was cruel to block the deadliest head.

All the wine pots are packed in five liang, which is flat and large in size. When all the five or six wine pots are in front of the head, a simple but practical temporary shelter is formed again.

Each wine pot can effectively defend against pistol bullets, and each wine pot is similar to a component of a bulletproof vest. Five or six wine pots are enough to cover Xiao Yuanchao's head tightly and help him resist the pistol shooting of the sniper storm.

"It's useless." Sniper Storm shook his head and pulled the trigger again.

"Baobabababababa..."

The crisp gunshot sounded again, hitting Xiao Yuanchao's arms and shoulders without mercy.

"Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff…"

Blood splattered, Xiao Yuanchao's body twitched wildly, his eyes so wide that he could almost tear the corners of his eyes open.

He didn't know whether his two arms were destroyed, but he knew clearly that the bones could still move, and the bones beaten out of the steel bars could still move.

"Bang!"

A bullet hit the position at the connection between the wine pot and the wine pot, and opened the bottom cover of the wine pot. Then, the bullet rushed forward again and hit the wine pot that was close to Xiao Yuanchao's head.

"boom!"

The moment the bullet hit the wine pot, Xiao Yuanchao heard it as if it was rolling thunder, and his body trembled wildly uncontrollably again.

The strong sense of dizziness almost made him faint, and his head was about to explode under the influence of the bullet's invasion.

The smell of wine came out, and strong white wine that could reach 60 degrees flowed out of the wine pot, gathering into a large area.

When blown by the cold wind, the flowing white wine solidified at a speed visible to the naked eye. But as soon as it was about to solidify, it was washed away by the flowing white wine, maintaining its liquid state.

The Sniper Storm threw away his pistol, looked at Xiao Yuanchao who was lying there like a dead dog, and slowly crawled forward.

"Clink!Clink!Clink!..."

The sabers were inserted into the cracked ice, and the sniper storm approached Xiao Yuanchao, bringing the distance between the two to five meters.

Suddenly, Xiao Yuanchao, who was lying there like a dead person, raised his head and burst into a beautiful smile at the sniper storm.

"There is no magazine?" Xiao Yuanchao made a sound.

As the sound came out, fresh foam sprayed out of the corners of the mouth.

That's right, Sniper Storm has no magazines. Generally speaking, he uses sniper rifles and does not have too many pistol bullets. If he is really forced to fight with a pistol for close range, he will be not far from death.

The Sniper Storm did not respond, and still used his right hand to sabre and crawled towards him steadily. The other party was no longer able to do it, and it was completely impossible. But the more it was not possible, the more careless he could not be. He did not have the habit of underestimating the enemy, and he had to make sure that the other party died.

Two meters!

"Let me have a last sip of wine." It seemed to be saying to the sniper storm, and it seemed to be talking to myself.

Xiao Yuanchao bent over his bloody right arm with difficulty, tremblingly pinched a wine pot and leaned into his mouth, twisted open the lid of the wine pot with his teeth and handed it into his mouth.

Unfortunately, my right hand was trembling so hard that I couldn't hold it at all. The wine pot lay forward, and all the high-alcohol liquor flowed out, mixing with the wine that had gathered into a piece and almost solidified before. It was still liquid, and was constantly washed by the white liquor.

Living water will not freeze, this is common sense that everyone knows.

"Hahahaha...hahaha..." Xiao Yuanchao laughed loudly without drinking.

The laughter was very cheerful and cheerful, and it gave people a strange feeling, as if you could see the blue sky in late autumn, spacious and boundless in his laughter.

But Sniper Storm knew that the other party was unwilling and desperate, because he saw Xiao Yuanchao trying hard to grab the saber with his trembling right hand and constantly grasping the cage, which was extremely difficult.

He still has to resist, but unfortunately...

One meter!

The Sniper Storm had clearly seen Xiao Yuanchao's miserable situation, and clearly saw that the other party's upper body was solidified by blood, sticking to the ice. He could not even move, but he still wanted to resist.

And those red eyes are still extremely cruel, but at the deepest point is pity for life, pity for life... etc., pity for life?!

A deep doubt suddenly rose in the eyes of Sniper Storm. What he should have seen was not pity for life, but his desire for life. But he clearly saw the deepest pity hidden in Xiao Yuanchao's pupils, which was not pity for himself, but pity for him pity for sniper Storm.

Kill! Kill him!

Fifty centimeters!

Xiao Yuanchao lowered his head again, and the sniper storm had already climbed in front of him and began to raise the saber in his right hand.

His hands were very stable, and his eyes were also outrageous. With this knife, Xiao Yuanchao's head would be pierced, and this legend would be completely and forever erased.

But at the moment when the sniper storm sword fell, Xiao Yuanchao raised his head violently; at the moment when he raised his head suddenly, a sound of match burning suddenly sounded.

"laugh!"

Xiao Yuanchao's teeth were biting a burning match. Although the flame was very small, it was burning.

When the flame comes into contact with liquid spirits over 60 degrees, it burns immediately.

"boom!"

The blue flame ignited instantly, wrapping around the upper body of the sniper storm lying in the strong wine.

"ah!……"

Screams sounded from the mouth of the sniper storm, and flames burned his cheeks and his storm jacket without mercy.

"roar!!!"

Xiao Yuanchao exploded, picked up the saber with his right hand, and raised his upper body wildly.

"laugh!……"

The flesh on the chest that was stuck to the ice was torn off a layer, revealing the pink subcutaneous muscles.

The saber fell and plunged into the left arm of the sniper storm with great force, firmly nailing it to the ice surface!

An unexpected counterattack, an unexpected Jedi reversal!

"Ah!...ah!...ah!!...ah!......"

The upper body was wrapped in flames, and the sniper storm made a tragic cry. The body kept twisting because of the burning fire, and slid down from the cliff with a bang.

But his arm was nailed tightly on the ice surface and hung on the cliff in the ice crack zone.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha..."

Xiao Yuanchao raised his head and laughed. This time his laughter did not hide his pity for life, which contrasted with the howl of the sniper storm!
Chapter completed!