A violent fear surged into his heart. Luo Bai was almost just mechanically moving his legs wildly, trying to run away a little further, as if he would not be hit by the gun.

Bang!

Another shot, the bullet passed by Luo Bai not far away and nailed into a collapsed building. Luo Bai's left ear buzzed.

"Two shots, but I didn't hit it?"

A title suddenly flashed through Luo Bai's mind, saying, "I didn't tease you, it is the common law of the world that cannot be accurately shot by a pistol. Anyone who knows guns knows it." This article he once read on the Military Science Popularization Forum and was deeply impressed.

For specific content, Luo Bai still has the impression that the general idea is that the barrel of the pistol is short, the aiming baseline is short, and the hands are not supported. Because of the close-fitting wear, in order to prevent fire, most models of pistols need more than 1 kilogram of force to pull the trigger, which is much more powerful than the force required to stimulate the rifle.

These factors combined together lead to the fact that whether the pistol can hit the moving target is basically fate. Even the trained policeman is not much better, which is far from the bullseye imagined by ordinary people to hit the bullseye. Of course, this is limited to pistols, especially ordinary police pistols.

At that time, Luo Bai just saw this statement and didn't believe it. He looked like you were just teasing me. But later he verified it from multiple sources and found that the article was written by a veteran. Judging from the responses on the forum, most of the people who really knew about guns agreed. Instead, the newbies in the forum, who were like him shouted that their views were collapsed.

Luo Bai is still unable to confirm what the fact is. After all, he has never seen a pistol, let alone anything else. But under the stimulation of the crisis, these information passing by lightning in his mind slightly reduced his fear of guns a little, so that his mind will not be completely controlled by fear. To put it bluntly, it is a psychological comfort, no matter whether he is true or false.

"Bless the Three Pure Ones!!!"

After a slight twist in his heart, Luo Bai forced his fear down. The distance between him and Scar had widened to nearly twenty meters. If the veteran was not too outrageous, then this distance, even a professionally trained ordinary policeman may not be able to hit him with a pistol, it all depends on luck.

Bang bang bang bang!

There were three more gunshots, but they still failed. They were not even stroked and were very crooked.

At this time, Luo Bai was less than ten meters away from the wall. With the faint starlight, he could see Li Feng lying on the wall, staring nervously at this side.

"I don't know if he has bullets..."

Luo Bai's thoughts turned rapidly, and he heard five gunshots, but he didn't know what type of gun the Scar was. If it was a revolver, there should be a bullet. If it was an automatic or semi-automatic, then he wouldn't know, but there must be more than one.

It’s not that Luo Baixian’s annoying pain, but that he still cares about this, but because it’s about his life.

If he wants to climb over the wall, his speed will naturally be affected. He will inevitably be caught up by the scar. When he gets closer and his speed will be slower, he will be hitting a fixed target, and maybe he will be hitting the soul in one shot.

The distance was quickly closer, and Luo Bai had no choice but to leave it to fate. He wanted to make another "scratch" but the energy ball of light could not be thrown out at this distance, and this thing was not a locking technique.

"Damn it, I'll fight!"

Luo Bai felt aggrieved. No matter what the scar behind him was, he ran to the corner of the wall and started climbing up while stepping on the bricks and stones that Li Feng had padded. The scar was approaching quickly, but he did not shoot.

Turning around, Li Feng also had less air intake and more air out. Luo Bai looked at the cleaner who was staring at the three-wheeled man on the street in the distance. He took several breaths before he said with difficulty: "Okay, find a place to rest."
Chapter completed!