The best perspective expert

Chapter 293 No——

"Address? Hehe, I believe you will find it. If you can't find it, then I'm sorry, oh, remember, you can only come here by yourself—" As soon as the voice fell, he immediately hung up.

Han Zhenyang heard the beeping sound from the microphone, and said to Chen Hegang with a livid face: "Tracking the call just now—"

Although Chen Hegang didn't know what happened, but hearing Han Zhenyang mention "Paul" and Han Zhenyang's appearance, the idiot also guessed that it was related to Paul, and the situation was serious, so he didn't dare to say anything, and hurried out to track down the phone .

Seeing Han Zhenyang's ugly face, Wang Xiaoyao quickly grabbed his palm and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"Xiaoyu, I was kidnapped..." Han Zhenyang said these words with difficulty, and then sat down with his eyes closed, he was afraid that he would burst out suddenly if he couldn't control it.He has no relationship basis with Xiaoyu, but after all, he had a deep communication, and his first meeting ended with Xiaoyu, so Xiaoyu still occupies a certain proportion in his heart.

How could he be worried when he suddenly heard the news that Xiaoyu had been kidnapped?How can you not be nervous?How can you not be angry?
Two minutes later, the location of the previous call was confirmed. Although there was a certain error, Han Zhenyang was confident that he had the ability to see through. As long as he had an approximate location, there would be no people or things in the world that he could not find.

The location is located in a village 500 kilometers east of the city, less than [-] meters away from the national road. From the map, the place is flat and wide, with several auto repair shops, parking lots, restaurants and Buildings such as gas stations, but because of the highway, the auto repair shop and parking lot are almost deserted, and only a few scattered roadside restaurants and small hotels are still persisting.

Han Zhenyang suppressed the anger in his heart, drove a police jeep towards the target frantically.

It took only 10 minutes for him to arrive at the target location, and he saw Xiaoyu through a wall. She was helped on a chair, her hands and feet were all tied up, and her mouth was sealed with tape. There was no sign of being tortured, and even her hairstyle was not messed up, but her eyes were red from crying, and she was still weeping non-stop, and at the same time kept looking around, like a deer caught in a trap.

Seeing this scene through the wall, his heart ached as if being squeezed by someone, but he still drove the car around the deserted auto repair shop to make sure there was no abnormality within a radius of 500 meters, and then hit the car. Open the iron door and rush in.

Seeing his appearance, Xiaoyu's eyes burst into strong surprise, but then she began to shake her head crazily, trying to express something, but she couldn't open her mouth, so she could only keep shaking her head, seeing Han Zhenyang stop the car and walk towards her When he came running, his eyes were even more desperate, and he began to struggle crazily, with Dou Da's teardrops being thrown everywhere.

Han Zhenyang also noticed Xiaoyu's abnormality, but he rushed over unswervingly, and accelerated again, like a fighter jet with afterburner, no matter what danger there was, he would rescue her first.

But at this moment, he heard a muffled gunshot, followed by the sound of breaking through the air.

M82A1!

Han Zhenyang, who has played with many firearms, can immediately distinguish the model of the firearm when he hears the gunshot, not to mention that this kind of sniper rifle, which is called by military fans, is so special.

Of course, no sniper rifle, no matter how powerful it is, can't hurt him. Even if he shoots at him at close range, he has a certain degree of confidence to take it down.

But the shot was obviously not aimed at him.

Xiaoyu!

At that moment, his liver and gallbladder were shattered, and he subconsciously wanted to catch the bullet flying by. For a moment, he could even see the slight scratches on the surface of the bullet, but the moment he stretched out his hand, he couldn't help it. The distance between the bullet and the bullet was only a few centimeters.

"Do not--"

He roared sharply and rushed towards Xiaoyu, but just a few meters away, he watched Xiaoyu's delicate face shatter like a rose carved from ice.

"Xiaoyu——" He rushed to Xiaoyu's side, tremblingly picked up Xiaoyu's head whose face could not be seen clearly, hugged it gently in his arms, and cried for a long time.

"what--"

Han Zhenyang's shrill roar resounded through the wilderness, like the roar of a tiger, and also like the howling of a lone wolf.

But at this moment, another bullet shot from behind him, and it hit the back of his head impartially, like a heavy hammer hitting him. He lunged forward, but subconsciously protected Xiaoyu in his arms slowly turned his head while staring at his blood-red eyes, his ferocious eyes shot towards the direction of the bullet with a strong murderous aura.

He didn't see anything, but another deep feeling told him: the murderer is there!
He could even sense the astonished eyes of the murderer!

After a while, he turned his head, smoothed Xiaoyu's long messy hair carefully, and gently unwound the tape wrapped around her body in slow motion, and then gently put her on the ground, then closed his eyes, let Hot tears slid down her cheeks and dripped into Xiaoyu's palms which were still warm.

"Snapped--"

Another shot rang out.

Overwhelmed by grief, Han Zhenyang moved a few feet in an instant, his closed eyes suddenly opened, and there was a cannibalistic sternness in the tear-filled eyes, and he rushed towards the direction of the bullet without even driving.In front of anti-materiel sniper rifles, police jeeps are as fragile as paper.

Although he didn't drive, his speed was not slow at all.

At this time, there was only one thought in his mind, to find the murderer, tear him into pieces, and avenge Xiaoyu.

In this almost twilight state, his potential was almost fully realized. He kicked the ground for several meters, swishing forward like an arrow off the string, completely ignoring the passing vehicles when crossing the road. , rushed over in two strides, almost clinging to a car, and was about to be hit by a few centimeters.

But his almost instinctive judgment is extremely precise, every step, every movement, even every breath is so standard, and there is only one goal.

When he rushed across the road, he saw the murderer 500 meters away, a foreigner who looked exactly like Paul in his painting.

At this time, Paul was crouching behind a big rock, his expression fluctuating, ranging from shock to doubt, because Han Zhenyang's performance was completely beyond his imagination. Seeing the scene where Han Zhenyang caught the bullet hard with the back of his head, but he was bound to get that shot, because Han Zhenyang should be in great grief at that time, and it was almost impossible to dodge in time.

However, Han Zhenyang was safe and sound.

Then he fired continuously, but Han Zhenyang did not easily dodge each shot, as if he knew where the bullets would come from, and he could dodge the extremely fast bullets with the smallest dodge every time.

This kind of super anticipation and adaptability is something he has never seen or even heard of.Seeing Han Zhenyang quickly approaching 500 meters away, he suddenly frowned, turned on the headset and said, "Hanks, Hanks, be careful, the target is coming this way, the speed is very fast, the predictive ability is very strong, prepare to retreat .”

"Boss, I will find him well," said a Wrangler parked at the intersection at the foot of the hill, with a foreigner sitting in the driver's seat. After talking with Paul, he pulled out a gun case from the co-pilot, opened it and used it. It takes less than five seconds to assemble an AUG assault rifle. This gun is powerful, has a long range, high accuracy and is modularly assembled. It is easy to carry and is very popular.

Hanks installed the scope again, then opened the car window to aim at the path, and soon, he saw Han Zhenyang rushing towards him at high speed.But he was not in a hurry to shoot, but grinned grimly and said to himself: "Come closer, come closer, hehe, I will let you know why the flowers are so red." When Han Zhenyang got within 100 meters, this Pull the trigger.

"Clap clap-"

There was a piercing gunshot, and the bullets went straight towards Han Zhenyang as if they had eyes.

"Hey, go to hell——" Hanks grinned as he pulled the trigger. He was very confident in his marksmanship. He could hit pedestrian targets within a distance of 100 meters, and he could hit ten rings even with his eyes closed.

Han Zhenyang naturally saw this Hanks early, and saw the gun box on his co-pilot 500 meters away.What made him even more angry and remorseful was that this Hanks was the foreigner he met when he took Wang Xiaoyao out of the hotel. If he had known that this Hanks was Paul's accomplice, maybe Xiaoyu...

Thinking of Xiaoyu, his eyeballs turned red again, and he rushed forward in the face of the oncoming bullets without dodging.

"Puff puff--"

The sound of intensive blows was like raindrops, but Han Zhenyang's body just swayed, and then rushed towards Hanks.

Seeing Han Zhenyang being shot without dodging or evading, Hanks laughed triumphantly. After firing all the bullets, he turned on the headset and showed off to Paul: "Boss, he was shot, haha, within 100 meters, thirty bullets, A lot of them were sprinkled on his chest, and his heart would definitely be smashed into a colander, hahaha, uh, shit, what the hell? Ah—”

When Hanks was proud, he suddenly found that Han Zhenyang was rushing towards him faster than before, his eyes popped out in surprise, he rubbed his eyes, and looked at the tattered shirt on Han Zhenyang's chest He forgot to change the bullets for a while, when he saw the dense white mark on Han Zhenyang's chest through the tattered shirt, he stood there dumbfounded as if struck by lightning.

The bullet hit the unprotected skin, leaving only a white mark?
This is completely beyond Hanks' cognition.

When he recovered from the extreme shock, Han Zhenyang had already rushed in front of him. Without thinking about it, he took out his pistol and raised his hand to shoot. However, as soon as he pulled the trigger, Han Zhenyang seemed to be choosing someone. And staring like a fierce tiger with blood-red eyes, it flew towards him with a pounce, its right palm formed into a claw, and grabbed directly at the windshield.

What's the deal with the windshield?

Hanks was still a little suspicious.

(End of this chapter)