Chapter 624

Zuo He laughed wildly like a madman, his body surging forward like a fierce tiger the moment he broke free, lunging at Ren Xiaoping.

For him, taking out Xu Si first would be a bit troublesome.

So choosing Ren Xiaoping was the most suitable option.

When he saw Zuo He charge at Ren Xiaoping,

Ren Xiaoping's face hardened; at this distance, there was no escape!

There was no choice.

Immediately, he raised the gun in his hand, preparing to fire at Zuo He.

Zuo He wore an expression of pure enjoyment just as he was about to tackle Ren Xiaoping.

A hand grabbed his pant leg.

Xu Si's hand seized Zuo He's calf, then pulled with force, dragging Zuo He's entire body over to him.

Seizing the opportunity, Ren Xiaoping frantically ran toward the shelving area.

Meanwhile, Xu Si dragged Zuo He to the ground, gripping his calf with his left hand while his right hand coiled with power, ready to smash down violently.

Zuo He twitched his leg incessantly but found the opponent's strength considerable and his own posture poor for generating force; for a moment, he was actually pinned down by Zuo He.

It seemed he sensed Xu Si's punch.

Zuo He reacted instantly; seeing this, he pushed against the ground with both hands, then slammed downward with a mighty thrust, the massive recoil sending Zuo He's entire body flying backward through the air.

Then.

Mid-air, Zuo He reached for his waist.

He was about to perform the Draw-Gun Technique!

Xu Si's pupils contracted; realizing this, he released his left hand gripping Zuo He and thrust his right hand toward Zuo He's waist.

For Xu Si, he naturally knew how terrifying Zuo He's Draw-Gun Technique was; under his meticulous observation, even with this wonderful world-sense activated, he could only barely discern a hint of Zuo He's movements.

Because those movements were simply too fast!

Too fast to see clearly at all!

Therefore, he absolutely could not let this fellow use that move!

Zuo He's hand successfully reached his waist, but in the next instant, another large hand covered it from above.

At the same time, immense force surged out, 死死 pinning Zuo He's hand beneath it.

Zuo He tilted his head in confusion, then saw Xu Si's hand, and immediately smiled.

Immediately after.

Zuo He casually grabbed the electric fan overhead while still airborne, instantly hanging from it and breaking free from Xu Si's encirclement.

Seeing this, Xu Si hesitated not a moment, drew his pistol, and fired preemptive shots aimed at Zuo He's head and the surrounding area.

Zuo He did not possess the danger sense that Ning Chen had; at this distance, dodging bullets was equally difficult.

Moreover, his plan played right into Xu Si's hands; sure enough, he tried to flee!

Zuo He twisted his body and leaped violently toward the shelving area.

But he ran straight into one of Xu Si's bullets.

Zuo He was shocked; this bullet was flying straight at his forehead!

The limit!

Zuo He's head instinctively tilted backward, but doing so meant

his entire body would be in a supine position, unable to successfully jump onto the shelves.

Although Zuo He barely dodged the strike, his entire body fell through the air in a half-supine posture.

However.

This wasn't over!

Xu Si's preemptive bullets were not so simple!

As the top marksman of Guanghe, there was certainly a reason for that!

It absolutely could not be baseless!

"Pfft!" came a sound.

A bullet pierced Zuo He's thigh.

Blood instantly splattered outward.

Zuo He let out a scream of pain, then crashed heavily to the ground.

Xu Si was not the kind of person who wouldn't finish the job, like those in TV dramas.

Giving an enemy time to catch their breath was a huge threat to one's own life.

But.

Zuo He was not so easily killed.

Zuo He, ignoring his injuries, began rolling incessantly on the ground.

He dodged a full volley of Xu Si's shots.

Then, in a spider-like form, Zuo He quickly scurried into the shelving unit.

Xu Si did not pursue further because his bullets were all spent; now was the time to reload.

At this moment.

The round of combat ended.

Ren Xiaoping slowly emerged from the side, looking at Xu Si and smiling: "What's this? Your strength shows no sign of decline at all!"

Xu Si merely shook his head and said: "Not enough. We need to fight even harder; otherwise, we simply cannot kill him!"

"It's fine; didn't we wound one of his legs?" Ren Xiaoping walked over to Xu Si's side, then pointed at the ground streaked with a trail of blood, saying, "That guy's leg is injured, so his speed is definitely not as fast as before. Let's take our time, slowly wound him, and finishing him off will naturally be very easy!"

"Good!" Xu Si nodded. "How many bullets do you have left? Mine are almost gone—I just checked, only five or six left!"

Ren Xiaoping shook the gun in his hand and said: "Just one magazine left—enough for one more round of fighting!"

"Under normal circumstances, it should be enough," Xu Si frowned. "But I don't know what kind of trump card he still has."

"Look at his appearance—does he seem like someone with a trump card?" Ren Xiaoping asked.

Xu Si replied: "The intel said he has two revolvers. Why hasn't he used them yet?"

Ren Xiaoping mused: "He's only used his pistol in every fight so far, and he doesn't strike me as the type to keep spare bullets. We've seen plenty of bodies with their heads blown off—I think he's probably run out of revolver rounds."

"After all, a revolver holds only six rounds—twelve total. It's already good if he's got two left!"

Xu Si suddenly understood. "Then it makes sense—he's saving them as a trump card."

At that moment.

Zuo He's figure began to slowly emerge; his face was filled with dark gloom, his eagle-like eyes locked firmly on Ren Xiaoping and Xu Si, the earlier amusement completely gone.

Zuo He began to growl low: "You two dare hurt me!"

"I'll make you die right here! I'll tear off your heads—and crush them into pulp!"

Ren Xiaoping and Xu Si looked at Zuo He across from them and both smiled. This guy's mind was simple indeed.

It was easy to read every thought in his head.

Otherwise,

Xu Si wouldn't have been able to wound him with a pistol.

Once you got used to him, Zuo He's movements were easy to predict.

In other words,

This kid is truly naive!

467. Ren Xiaoping was hit!

Xu Si, watching Zuo He growling in the shadows nearby, stepped forward and said: "If you surrender now, we can choose not to execute you on the spot—instead, we can take you to the police station."

Ren Xiaoping added: "Kid, if you go to the police station, your sentence will be lighter! But if you keep acting like this, the one who gets hurt will only be you!"

Hearing Xu Si and Ren Xiaoping's words,

Zuo He's face darkened, and slowly he pulled a revolver from his chest.

Seeing this motion,

Ren Xiaoping and Xu Si grew alert—but did not fire.

Xu Si needed to reload.

Ren Xiaoping had not noticed Zuo He reaching for his waist holster.

If Zuo He had reached for his waist just now—