Chapter 2 The Overall Situation Has Been Decided

  The night had deepened, and it was unclear whether midnight had arrived. Zhao Ji disguised himself as a withered branch, lying motionless on the ground, his spirit highly concentrated, paying attention to any rustling of leaves or swaying of grass around him.

  He reached into his pocket and pulled out five stones, then with a flick of his wrist, he sprang forward like a leopard.

  Five pebbles fell to the ground, still without any reaction. At that moment, Zhao Ji's figure had already completed its entire leap and hid again.

  Previously, Zhao Ji and "Jiao Lang" were about ten zhang apart. After this jump, the distance was shortened by several zhang.

  "It's still no use, can't find his whereabouts, perhaps just a little short once."

  Zhao Ji thought so and did so.

  A moment later, Zhao Ji repeated his old trick, but what greeted him was no longer a boundless black curtain, but a bullet that came straight at him.

  Fortunately, Zhao Ji was quite cautious and rolled on the ground as soon as he landed, barely avoiding a series of consecutive attacks.

  "Great, found it."

  Feeling that the direction of the bullet was off, Zhao Ji's eyes glanced sideways, and he was shocked to discover that the distance between them had shortened to seven zhang.

  For a godly shooter, seven zhang is a distance that can be hit with eyes closed. Now, although there are shrubs blocking the way and two or three large trees in between, it brings quite some trouble to their shooting. However, for Zhao Ji and "Bloodthirsty Sly Wolf", this distance is already sufficient.

  The moment the bullet arrived, in the gap between the bushes, "Bloodthirsty Cunning Wolf" exposed a corner of his clothes. Zhao Ji's eyes instantly sparkled and he quickly drew his gun.

  "Bang bang bang......"

  A burst of ear-piercing gunfire rang out in the quiet forest, at such close range that both sides found it hard to dodge, with one side rolling and dodging while the other quickly fired shots.

  At such a distance, no matter how agile you are in dodging, under the dense gunfire, it's impossible not to get hit. The two of them weren't foolish and quickly hid behind a large tree, waiting for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

  Gunfire was continuous and rhythmic, Zhao Ji was suppressed by the opponent's bullets, almost unable to lift his head, and "Bloodthirsty Cunning Wolf" was about the same.

  He poked his head out slightly, quickly fired a shot, and Zhao Ji hastily retreated back in, but instead of the expected bullets, there was only a "click" sound.

  "Uh, won't run out of bullets, right?"

  He was taken aback for a moment, then came back to his senses, and Zhao was overjoyed beyond expectation.

  Seven days of pursuit, Zhao Ji's preparation was extremely thorough, and the remaining bullets in the sniper rifle were not many. The last clip in the gun holder was the last one, "Bloodthirsty Wolf" had no bullets, which was a very normal thing.

  Overjoyed in his heart, Zhao Ji was unlikely to give up such a good opportunity. Under the incessant gunfire, he left the back of the big tree, fell to the ground, and crawled forward with all his might.

  Bullets hit the trunk of a large tree, leaving small dents and a patch of scorching marks; hitting the shrubs, causing withered branches and leaves to fly wildly, fluttering about; striking the ground, sinking in by an inch or so, accompanied by splashes of dark brown mud.

  The distance between the two men was rapidly decreasing, and they were about to approach within three zhang. Suddenly, a strange "click" sound spread from beside their ears. Zhao Ji pulled the trigger, but no bullet flew out.

  "We're out of bullets."

  Muttering to himself, Zhao Ji threw away the sniper rifle and pulled out the handgun from his waist as he rolled forward.

  The last clip would eventually be emptied, and Zhao had expected this, so he wasn't flustered in the slightest.

  He crouched down, raised his arms, and pointed the muzzle at the front. His eyes stared unblinkingly at a large tree three zhang away.

  The pistol has only one clip, and the bullets inside are limited in number, cannot be wasted, must achieve a hit to kill.

  Just as Zhao Ji's spirit was highly concentrated, an object flew out from behind a large tree and came towards him. His eyes moved slightly, conditioned reflexively, the muzzle was aimed, but just as he was about to pull the trigger, he discovered that it was only a stone.

  "Not good."

  Zhao Ji was startled and jumped up, pouncing to one side. The "Bloodthirsty Sly Wolf" had indeed appeared, firing a shot at him.

  In the hands of "Bloodthirsty Cunning Wolf", there was actually a pistol, which was somewhat beyond Zhao Ji's expectations. Fortunately, he was quite vigilant and dodged this shot.

  After landing, he moved quickly and dodged the enemy's gunfire while occasionally firing back.

  Here, the bushes are dense, and wanting to move quickly is not that easy. That's why Zhao Ji's physical quality is very good, his reaction is also quite excellent, plus fearless courage, can dodge bullets.

  As he dodged and weaved, the distance between him and the large tree where the "Bloodthirsty Cunning Wolf" was hiding grew shorter and shorter. A faint thrill of excitement rose to his heart.

  "It's just one zhang left."

  The last zhang of distance determined the victory or defeat of this battle. Zhao Ji crouched in the bush, with his eyes, ears and intuition all open, guarding against any unexpected events.

  Charge!

  In his heart, he let out a loud cry, Zhao Ji got up and sprinted towards the big tree with the speed of a 100-meter dash.

  "Bang!"

  "Bang!"

  In that fleeting moment when the two faced each other, they both fired a shot. "Bloodthirsty Wolf" was hit in the chest, while Zhao Ji dodged it.

  Regardless of three seven twenty-one shots, without aiming, one shot was fired at the chest of "Bloodthirsty Sly Wolf", and in that short period of time, he couldn't dodge it.

  The bullet that was shot at Zhao Ji, however, was aimed directly at his head. He dodged it by tilting his head to the side, and the bullet grazed past his ear, leaving him with a scorching pain.

  A pistol that had been thrown away after firing its last bullet, Zhao Ji's figure charged forward without stopping, his right hand drew from his waist, a flashing light appeared.

  That bright light was a soft sword, extremely sharp and agile. With one swing, it wrapped around the right arm of "Bloodthirsty Cunning Wolf".

  The soft sword had not yet reached the "bloodthirsty wolf's" arm, when a bullet struck Zhao Ji's chest first, but he only paused for a moment before continuing to slash down with his sword as if nothing had happened.

  "Hmph...!"

  Under the terrified gaze of "Bloodthirsty Cunning Wolf", the soft sword was as soft as noodles, and with a series of tearing sounds, almost at the same time, it cut off his four limbs. Following humanitarian principles, Zhao Ji left him his fifth limb.

  Both hands and feet were cut off, the "bloodthirsty wolf" was smashed heavily to the ground, large amounts of fresh blood flowed out, dyeing the ground red.

  "'Bloodthirsty Sly Wolf', I declare, you are under arrest."

  With a flick of his right hand, he shook off the fresh blood flowing on the soft sword and sheathed it back into his waist. Zhao Ji walked up to "Bloodthirsty Sly Wolf" and said in a deep voice.

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