Rat-tat-tat!
The M762 in his hands was like the Grim Reaper's scythe, instantly reaping Siri's life.
"Oh! F***! You scared the hell out of me!"
A blond man's startled voice rang across the field.
But that had nothing to do with Jiang Siming. After executing one person, Jiang Siming quickly moved away!
Several people nearby who had heard the gunfire soon tossed a few grenades toward his former position.
But Jiang Siming moved so quickly that the grenades exploded in empty space.
However, during his escape, Jiang Siming was spotted simultaneously by Little Lion and Ibiza, who were farthest away.
Without hesitation, the two aimed at Jiang Siming and opened fire.
But Jiang Siming twisted left and right, narrowly dodging their lethal bullets.
Jiang Siming had no time to deal with the two of them. There was already someone else in his sights—a random player from Italy.
The Italian player did not get to experience the same treatment as Siri. Hearing Jiang Siming's footsteps, he immediately poked out from behind the slope, hoping to catch Jiang Siming off guard.
Bullets poured from his gun in a fierce, relentless burst. He was also using an M762.
Jiang Siming slammed on the brakes, turned around, and ran to the side.
The bullets chased after him. His opponent clearly had no intention of letting the seemingly easy prey escape.
But in truth, Jiang Siming only wanted to conserve his strength.
That was because two "bodyguard" snipers behind him would help him save some bullets.
Sure enough, the moment Jiang Siming disappeared from Little Lion and Ibiza's line of sight, the two lost their target and naturally turned their attention to the Italian player firing wildly on the slope.
Little Lion's M24 had yet to fire when Ibiza's SKS had already fired two shots—and