With his strength, he shouldn't have won this shot, nor will he win.

But he was shot.

Originally, that shot was about to hit his heart, but the peace talisman hanging around his neck instantly seemed to burst out with an invisible bulletproof glass. After the bullet hit the invisible glass, it was softly removed and fell to the ground on his chest.

Because it was a snowy night, no one saw that scene clearly.

In fact, even if you see it, you can't see the invisible bulletproof glass-like energy wall popping out of the Peace Talisman.

Anyway, the bullet fell to the ground in the end, but Meng Xinian was always cautious and quickly picked up the bullet that fell to the ground and ran away quickly.

There were at least fifteen people chasing over there.

This shocked Meng Xinian.

Are their power so strong here?

He came here, without a gun on his body, and he was alone. If there was no sharpshooter who was out of his perception, he would still be able to deal with it and have a hit, but the sharpshooter was still a little afraid of him.

He cannot act rashly for the time being until he can find out the position of that person.

Meng Xinian hid among the plywood, and sweat kept coming out on the rainy winter night.

By the time he realized something was wrong, his vision gradually blurred, and his eyes seemed to be shaking.

Something is wrong...

Meng Xinian was shocked and suddenly remembered that he had entered the tavern before and followed the man in. When he passed by a seat, several people were sucking in the seat. One of them seemed to be provocative and unintentionally sprayed a cigarette in front of him.

At that time, he was already alert and closed his eyes and became angry, but he didn't expect that he was still hit.

He let out a sigh and shook his head hard, only to feel dizzy.

At this time, a sound of footsteps came over, and someone shouted: "This side! Search carefully, you can't let that boy escape!"

Meng Xinian heard the sound very close to him, and knew that this place could not be hidden for a long time, so she wanted to come out of the crack of the plywood.

But his vision became blurry and his head became heavier.

Just as he walked out, he lowered his head and saw a pair of feet reflected into his eyes.

A pair of black big scalp boots.

Stepping on the already thick snow, the whiteness of the snow made me feel extremely cold.

Meng Xinian slowly raised his head, a pair of long legs wearing work pants, a belt with a tiger's head tied around his waist, a thin waist, a cotton coat without buttons, and a black sweater inside. If you want to go up, it is a dark muzzle.

Then the scene shook like a cassette, and the picture became blurred.

Meng Xinian pressed one hand on her temple and couldn't see clearly anymore.

However, another picture suddenly appeared in his mind.

It was also such a cold day, and it was also night. There was a light in the distance and the darkness was dark in the near future. He was injured and fell to a wall. A man approached him step by step. He was also such a pair of black boots, such a tall and thin figure, a black sweater and a black muzzle.

The gun slowly pointed at him, as if it was at this moment.

He clearly felt that he was bound to die.

Meng Xinian shook her head again.

I became more and more dizzy.

"Who are you?"

He still felt that this man played a very important role in him.
Chapter completed!