The player was still highly confident in his marksmanship. When he saw the motorcycle approaching, he not only failed to dodge but turned around and raised his gun to fire!
Yet the first few bullets, which should have been the most likely to hit, were easily avoided by Jiang Siming with a tail-whipping drift.
"Damn!"
Realizing something was wrong, the man turned and sprinted back toward the Wild Point houses. He wanted to take up a position there and engage Jiang Siming in a war of maneuver, making himself an impassable barrier.
However, Jiang Siming's motorcycle seemed to have gone completely crazy. It charged straight toward the wall surrounding the houses.
"Haha, is this guy a noob? Crashing into the wall like that will automatically cost him a huge chunk of health. Isn't he just delivering himself?"
Seeing Jiang Siming's baffling move, the man revealed an excited smile. He could already picture Jiang Siming crashing into the wall, losing half his health, and then being easily finished off with a few shots.
But he overlooked the pile of stacked timber beside the wall.
The timber had been piled up in a triangular arrangement beside the wall, and the motorcycle could drive straight up it!
Jiang Siming's motorcycle charged up along the timber just like that!
Only when the opponent looked up did he realize that Jiang Siming's motorcycle was already airborne, flying into his compound.
While still in midair, Jiang Siming had already drawn the Desert Eagle pistol from his waist, aimed at the player below, and pulled the trigger!
The pistol was one Jiang Siming had grabbed casually. Nothing was more suitable for shooting while driving.
He opened fire from above the opponent's head, riding right on top of him while unleashing fire.
The audience had truly never seen