The Secret Identity of an Extraordinary Son-in-law
This... No way!
“This bastard wants to hit me, I will kill you! I have to kill you! "
While saying that, Third Brother pressed the trigger once again towards Santana.
One shot!
One more shot!
...
However, under the relentless fire, Santana's distance was even closer.
Two hundred meters!
Hundred meters!
Fifty meters!
...
Click click click click...
Until Third Brother fired an entire bullet at the gun, Santana was already like a raging beast and came to him.
"No……"
A series of exclamations that had just been uttered, Third Brother did not even have time to dodge, so his leg was hit by a Santana sedan.
A BANG!
Under the intense pressure of the collision, both of his legs jerked off instantly, like a kite whose thread was broken off, struck with a kecang and flew off.
At the same time!
Inside the sports car not far in front, Holden Tian was sitting quietly in the driver's seat while smoking.
He didn't even look back anymore.
As the sound of gunfire rang out, the smile on the corner of Holden Tian's mouth became even deeper.
He seemed to be very confident with Third Brother. As long as the sound of gunfire rang out, it meant that the little son-in-law was completely over.
But when he hasn't finished smoking!
He heard the sound of a series of shots, like a speck of rain, constantly echoing.
Then there was the sound of a very loud crash.
Plop!
Holden Tian only saw one figure from the empty air beside the sports car, falling down heavily and hitting the ground.
Mm?
And after he saw the figure that was hit and fell to the ground, there was fear and disbelief appearing on his face.
"Brothers... Third Brother?"
"It.. How is it possible!"
Holden Tian was stunned. He strongly believed in Third Brother's shooting skills. In his eyes, Third Brother could definitely blow the little son-in-law's head off with a single shot.
But he couldn't even imagine that Third Brother with the right marksmanship would be hit alive and fall next to his sports car.
"Fuck!"
At this moment, Holden Tian's facial expression changed drastically, he quickly opened the car door and walked over to it.
To this day.
Only then did he realize that both of Third Brother's legs were already bleeding and that a white bone was broken.
The red blood soaked almost the entire clothing of the Third Brother, making him look like a bloody man.
Very depressing.
"Ahhhhh...my feet! Holden, that bastard hit my leg! No.." - No..."
Third Brother looked at his feet and shouted pitifully.
Especially!
The look in his eyes that looked forward as if he were seeing a ghost, his eyes were filled with boundless fear and panic.
Ciiitt!
At this moment, the sound of the brakes was heard.
Holden Tian only saw a Santana parked not far behind.
Santana's car was full of bullet holes, but the men and women who got out of the car were not hurt at all.
"That's... Yolanda Zhang?"
Upon seeing Yolanda Zhang, Holden Tian's body became stiff, he could hardly believe his own eyes.
Even Third Brother, the sound of his miserable screams also stopped for a moment, he was completely stunned.
"Yolanda...Yolanda Zhang was in that car? The woman I wanted to shoot with the first shot earlier turned out to be the National Primadora? I'm..."
Third Brother was dumbfounded.
He could not imagine that the target he would shoot with the first shot was the Asian Primadona, the prima donna in everyone's hearts. This made him unable to believe his own eyes.