"Master Three!"
"Master Three!" The members of the FMI exclaimed one after another. As the owner of the FMI, the key point for Lin Hechuan to dominate the eastern region all year round lay in the superb marksmanship. However, his hand was broken, if the FMI was not handled properly, it would be a mess.
"Shut up! What are you shouting for?" A sharp pain came from his wrist. Lin Hechuan gritted his teeth and scolded.
Those who had wandered on the life and death line for many years all had an instinctive judgment about danger.
"Well, let's go. They won't appear for the time being." Lin Hechuan spoke very fast. Only after the fierce battle ended would the most dangerous place be the safest.
During the whole process, Lin Hechuan only fired two shots, but the other side had two snipers, so they shot more times than him. From the style of the other side, Lin Hechuan could be sure that they were pure snipers of the Jings!
Huh.