Chapter 237: Lone Gunman

The sun's rays shone on the metal of the spacecraft, reflecting a series of wonderful lusters.

"So beautiful." Among the leaves of the dense forest, a man in a black short-sleeved shirt hid, holding a gun in both hands, watching Ye Nan and the others with his peripheral vision.

"In three hours, the US Pacific Fleet will come over. My time is running out."

The man slowly aimed his pistol at Ye Nan and the others. "What a pity, such a beautiful woman is about to die."

He was a lone gunman, a lone gunman who never knew how to cherish the fair sex. Completing the mission assigned by his superiors was the most important thing.

"And you, Ye Nan, my compatriot, you go to hell too." The lone gunman's other pistol slowly aimed at Ye Nan.

As the president of the ICQ company, he also had Ye Nan's information. Originally, he didn't want to kill him. After all, it wasn't easy for a Chinese person to become the richest man. But now, for the sake of the spacecraft and the mission, he couldn't care less.

"Anyway, you have already joined the US nationality, so it doesn't matter if it's a sin."

The lone gunman pressed the trigger quietly. Inside his pistol was a special bullet that could easily penetrate three centimeters of alloy steel plate. It was a weapon specifically designed to kill body-mutated people. He believed that with this shot, Ye Nan's head would explode immediately.

Suddenly, he saw the girl turn her head and smile at him. Before he could react, he found his chest hit hard, and his whole body flew down from the tree.

"Daddy, this person is hiding in the dark and wants to sneak attack us." Ripley opened her hands. Two copper-yellow bullets appeared in her hands.

"How is it possible? How can a person catch my bullet?"

He had just pressed the trigger and hadn't tasted the taste of victory yet, but he had already tasted the taste of failure.

His bullets were specially made and specifically targeted at body-mutants. Not only was the material special, but the bullet head was also particularly sharp. Once hit, it would immediately explode the skin and drill into the body, which could be said to be invincible.

But now, his bullet was caught by a girl with bare hands. This made him a little unbearable.

"What kind of monster is this? She can actually catch my bullet. Is she a mutant? No, even if she is a mutant, she can't be so powerful. What kind of monster is this?"

The lone gunman sighed in his heart. He felt that he was extremely unlucky.

He originally saw the strange phenomenon appearing over the spacecraft and suspected that some mutants were fighting with monsters, so he quietly touched up and hid in the tree, waiting for the end of the battle.

He knew very well how powerful the monsters on the island were. He could deal with one or two by relying on the weapons in his hands. But if the number was large, he would definitely be finished.

But he knew the power of mutants better, so he planned to hide in the dark to peek, waiting for the opportunity to kill with one blow.

He believed that whoever won the final victory would inevitably be injured and would also relax his vigilance. That was the time for him to be the fisherman.

When Ye Nan and the others came out, he was a little surprised. As a Chinese person who had achieved great success abroad, his name had long been hyped up by the media. It was not polite to say that his name was a hundred times louder in China than abroad. Of course, it was only the name. Not many people had seen his real appearance.

But he was different. As an agent and killer, he knew everything about foreign tycoons, politicians, and everyone with a certain influence, including their personalities and detailed information. Sometimes he considered that when he was tired of working, he would consider being a reporter, which would definitely be very successful.

Of course, he was still hesitating, thinking about whether to kill Ye Nan. After all, Ye Nan, as the world's richest man, was also the pride of the Chinese people. But soon, he made up his mind. Compared with the pride of the Chinese people and the interests of the country, nothing was anything...

But when he attacked, he found out how outrageous his mistake was.

"Well done, Ripley." Ye Nan gave Ripley an approving look and turned his gaze to the cold-faced man. "Was it you who pointed the gun at me just now?"

Just now he suddenly felt like a thorn in his back and wanted to avoid it. He didn't expect Ripley to take action, not only catching the bullet but also hitting the hidden killer.

"Hehe, for the sake of being a fellow countryman, let me go, how about it?" The lone gunman raised his hands, showing his sincerity.

"Fellow countryman?" Ye Nan looked at the lone gunman mockingly. "I don't have a fellow countryman who points a gun at me. Ripley, kill him."

When Ye Nan heard the other party speaking fluent Chinese, he had already guessed who sent him. But for that side, he had no resentment at all, because this was all for the sake of interests.

But precisely because of interests, this person could not live. He knew very well that if this person lived, his future would face constant obstruction, because no one would let the important things of the alien spacecraft flow out, although he actually didn't have them.

"But I seem to be able to consider taking some things away." Ye Nan propped up his chin and thought carefully.

Because he was facing the Alien Queen and the life-and-death destiny of human beings at that time, he didn't think about anything else, and he didn't remember it afterward. Now the appearance of this gunman made him understand that he could actually get some benefits.

"Although Ripley is the biggest harvest of this trip, it seems that there is nothing bad about getting more harvests." Ye Nan looked up at the sun rising in the sky, calculated the time, and made a decision: he wanted to enter the spacecraft again.

"But before that, I should watch another good show." Ye Nan sat on the sand, not caring about the cold feeling coming from under his butt, and watched the performance in front of him with a smile.

It was just that Ye Nan was relaxed, but the lone gunman was not relaxed. This beautiful woman who was completely naked had a combat power that simply made him ashamed. Just one attack made him unable to support himself.

In fact, not only was he not fighting easily, but even Ripley was not fighting easily.

Ripley originally wanted to perform well in front of Ye Nan, but she didn't expect the enemy in front of her to be vulnerable. She felt that she could knock the other party down with just one attack, just like before.

But she finally had the opportunity to perform in front of her daddy, so she naturally had to perform well, so that her daddy would be surprised, or at least appreciate her.

But the person in front of her was too weak. She clearly let so much water go, but he was still beaten like this. If she continued to fight like this, he might not be able to support it.

"How could it be like this? It's just the beginning."

Ripley gritted her teeth and began to play with fancy movements. For example, she could clearly kick over from the air, but she insisted on doing a few somersaults in the air. Just like this, under her intentional water release, the two fought like tea and fire.

When Ripley slowed down her attack rhythm, the lone gunman had already felt it. He originally thought it was a trap, so he was more guarded. When he found that the other party really slowed down the attack rhythm, he immediately had some thoughts in his heart.

He didn't know why Ripley's attack suddenly became weak, but he knew it was a good opportunity, an opportunity to turn defeat into victory.

At this moment, the lone gunman gripped the gun in his hand, moved his feet, kicked a series of sand grains, blocked Ripley's sight, and aimed the two guns in his hand at Ripley.

"Careful." When Ye Nan saw the lone gunman aiming the gun in his hand at Ripley, he shouted hurriedly and flew up himself...

"Gun-Fu: Roaming."

*Bang! Bang! Bang! *

Several gunshots rang out in succession, and then more gunshots rang out suddenly, as if it were not one person shooting, but thousands of troops shooting.

The lone gunman stood on tiptoe, moving back and forth, left and right. His hands were always held flat, constantly shooting at Ripley. The whole person was like a dancer on the stage, dancing the moonwalk, and the sound of gunfire was his accompaniment.

Gun-Fu originated from the Soviet military fighting technique. By breaking the conventional shooting posture, the enemy cannot capture your shooting angle through firearms.

And after the lone gunman learned Gun-Fu, he integrated Michael Jackson's moonwalk into it, forming his own unique stunt: Gun-Fu: Roaming.

Countless bullets flew out from his muzzle, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"No matter how fast your speed is, you can't catch so many bullets."

In just a few seconds, all the bullets were vented. When the sand fell, Ripley, hidden behind the sand, also revealed her true body.

The lone gunman's smile stiffened on his face. In front of him, Ripley didn't have the slightest injury, as if he hadn't attacked just now.

"How is it possible?" The lone gunman looked at this scene and couldn't believe it.

He clearly fired so many bullets, but these bullets seemed to have disappeared, and not even a trace was left.

Ye Nan, who came from behind, saw this scene and breathed a sigh of relief. He waved his hand and said, "Ripley, finish it."

He had long seen that Ripley was letting this gunman go, otherwise this gunman would definitely not be able to support for long. But the scene just now almost scared him to death. He didn't want to be scared again, so he wanted Ripley to solve it quickly.

"Yes, Daddy." Ripley listened to Ye Nan's words and immediately rushed up. This speed was much faster than her speed just now.

"So fast." The lone gunman saw Ripley turn into a phantom and was immediately shocked in his heart, and at the same time, an inexplicable sense of fear emerged. He felt that he was probably going to be finished here.

"Don't come over, I have..."

Before the lone gunman finished speaking, he heard a *crack*, as if something had been twisted off.

He saw the smile appearing in front of him, watching the scenery in front of him change rapidly, and a strong sense of fear suddenly emerged in his heart: could it be that my neck was twisted off?

Just as the thought flashed through his mind, the lone gunman lost all feeling. (This site.. Your support is my greatest motivation.) ===== CHAPTER 238 =====