Apartment balcony.

    Anatole looked at his men, who were screaming with their ears covered, and felt a chill in his heart.

    If Vladimir hadn''t pulled him and wouldn''t let him put his head out, it would have been him who had his ears knocked off.

    Anatole patted his chest and asked, "brother, this son of a bitch''s shooting is too accurate. What should we do now?"

    Vladimir frowned and glanced around and found the rope fastened to the balcony railing.

    He thought for a moment, and a trace of malice and vengeance appeared on his face.

    "Break the rope! If he falls from the height of thirty or forty meters, Jason will never want to stand up for the rest of his life. We can catch him alive, give him gold and pay the job. "

    "Good idea!"

    Anatole took out a. 45 caliber colt M1911 and fired two shots at the rope.

    After the gunshot, the strong rope broke two big holes, but it didn''t break.

    "The rope is too strong." Anatole looked surprised.

    "This is a military rope. It is made of the strongest composite material. It is usually assembled on a helicopter." Vladimir explained.

    "This son of a bitch is really well prepared to run for his life!" Anatole sneered and went forward to mend the gun.

    ……………

    "Bang! Bang! "

    Heard gunfire from the roof of the apartment building.

    Jason knew that the last thing he wanted happened.

    hurry up! Hurry up!

    Jason was so worried that the rope fell a little faster.

    "Bang! Bang! "

    There were two more shots, and the rope broke.

    Jason lost his focus and fell quickly to the ground with his back down.

    At this time, he was about 15 meters away from the ground. At this height, he fell down on his back. Even if he didn''t die, he had to spend the rest of his life in bed.

    At the critical moment, Jason''s survival instinct and years of cruel special training played a role.

    When he had no focus in the air, he twisted his body with the strength of his waist and abdomen to restore his balance and put his feet against the ground.

    As soon as his posture was adjusted, Jason fell to the ground.

    With a bang, a cloud of dust rose from the ground.

    Jason jumped forward and rolled on the ground for several times before releasing the falling force.

    A magical operation stunned the onlookers. They foolishly surrounded one side and looked at Jason squatting on the ground, covering his ankles and showing pain.

    Falling from a height of 15 meters is not a simple thing.

    Even though Jason was ready for impact, his feet were still numb at the moment of landing, followed by a sharp pain, which made his feet almost unconscious.

    Jason clenched his teeth, tried his best to stand up and staggered to the five storey shopping mall opposite.

    There are many people and complex terrain, which is most suitable for getting rid of hunting.

    …………

    "This guy is really lucky to get up after falling from such a high place, but his luck has come to an end."

    Vladimir looked at the embarrassed Jason with a sneer of disdain.

    Anatole also smiled, raised his automatic rifle and aimed it at Jason''s back: "yes, Kim and his top general are running around like a wild dog. It''s ridiculous."

    "Bang! Bang! Bang! "

    Jason had not taken a few steps when three shots rang out behind him.

    The tremendous force from the bulletproof vest overturned him to the ground.

    "Ah!"

    When the brave onlookers saw Jason shot, they immediately fled like startling birds in the jungle.

    When Jason fell to the ground, he quickly got up again.

    He knew that as long as he paused on the ground for more than a second.

    The Mafia armed with automatic rifles will sift him together with bulletproof vests.

    Jason dodged left and right, tried to run to a crowded place, and took those passers-by as his shield.

    Although this method benefits itself at the expense of others, the effect is surprisingly good.

    More than a dozen 7.62 mm bullets hit him. Several innocent passers-by were shot and immediately fell to the ground and cried.

    Jason, as the target, was only hit by a stray bullet in his left arm.

    He held back the sharp pain, pressed the wound hard and ran desperately towards the mall.

    [Ding! Kill an innocent passer-by indirectly and gain 100 villain points. Current progress: 6401000]

    [Ding! Indirectly injure six innocent passers-by and gain 300 villain points. Current progress: 9401000]

    At the expense of seven innocent passers-by and an arm, Jason finally rushed into the mall.

    He broke into the ice cream shop in front of the mall, lay his body on the counter, and then rolled over to the counter.

    Before he could breathe for a moment, Jason immediately released his right hand and checked the injury of his left arm.

    Through the bloody wound, the tail of the dark yellow warhead can be vaguely seen.

    The bullet is stuck in the muscle.

    It seems that it was a jump bullet that hit me, otherwise my arm would be pierced.

    Jason, who has been shot for more than ten years, immediately judged the situation in.

    Jason gasped and groped carefully at the wound with his right finger.

    After touching the hard warhead, hold it with your fingertips, hold your breath and take out the hard warhead.

    His clothes and trousers were red with blood. Jason''s lips were white and his head was sweating.

    The sharp pain of bone etching spread all over his body. He tried his best not to moan.

    Ding ~ ~ ~ Ding ~ ~ Ding

    The warhead was taken out and thrown to the ground.

    Jason covered the bleeding wound, tore the clothes and cloth on his arm with his teeth, and made a simple bandage for the wound.

    Just after bandaging, footsteps came from outside the door.

    The melon eating crowd has run away, and the owner of the footsteps has no second possibility except the Mafia.

    It''s hard to live.

    Jason weakly raised his arm and clicked the mall interface of the system.

    He has fallen into a dead end and has no other way to survive except relying on the system.

    [shopping mall: proficient in cold weapons, fighting, firearms, driving, flying, special operations, special driving...]

    As the footsteps came closer and closer, Jason quickly browsed the mall interface, thinking quickly in his mind about what skills to learn to get him out of trouble.

    A few seconds later, Jason fired the gun.

    In the current situation, he really can''t find the second option except the gun.

    [Weapon Proficiency Level 1 (obtained)]

    [Weapon Proficiency Level 2 (obtained)]

    [Weapon Proficiency Level 3 (obtained)]

    [Weapon Proficiency Level 4 (obtained)]

    [Weapon Proficiency Level 5 (not obtained)]

    Click to open a gun. Proficiency level 5.

    [(required): 50 points; Strength: 30, agility: 35, endurance: 30, intelligence: 35,)]

    "Bah! What bullshit system, there are pre requirements. " Jason scolded discontentedly and quickly clicked on the main interface of the system to view his properties.

    [power 33]

    [agility 32]

    [endurance 30]

    [intelligence 28]

    ……

    His four-dimensional attributes are 10 attribute points short of the requirements of [Weapon Proficiency Level 5].

    Every time you upgrade your level, you will get exactly 10 attribute points.

    And he is only 60 points away from the second level.