Although it had rained, we could still see several deep footprints and many broken plants and trees.

There is no doubt that snipers are really hiding here to shoot.

Ye Fan looked at these marks and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "The sniper arranged by Sun Xiucai is also a sharpshooter. He hit a stalled car with one shot from a thousand meters away."

"With this field of view, unless the car is parked at the threshold of the gate, there will only be two seconds at most for shooting."

"Once you miss these two seconds, you will not only miss Murong Wuxin, but the car will also disappear from the lock."

He sighed: "It's not easy."

"Hey, there is a box here."

Yuan Qingyi's mind was digesting Ye Fan's words, but his eyes saw a box buried in the soil.

She subconsciously mentioned it.

"Tick-tick--" The movement was inaudible, but it made the hair on Ye Fan's body explode.

"careful!"

Ye Fan roared, hugged Yuan Qingyi and rolled out.
Chapter completed!