Chapter 522: Speed_1
Bang!
Just as the first bullet was about to hit Mo Han’s chest, his body swiftly dodged to the left.
The boxing champion in front of him hadn’t even reacted when his head exploded like a watermelon hit by a sledgehammer, instantly splattering blood everywhere.
Because Mo Han had dodged early, the other two bullets missed him too, instead claiming two Siamese boxing champions as their victims.
The lean boxing champion, Sang Kun, had the quickest reflexes. Seeing Mo Han’s movement, he didn’t think twice before sprinting backward, thus saving his own life.
Naba, who had initiated the attack, was resting on the side due to fatigue and was furthest from Mo Han, so he too escaped the bullets’ attack.
"Bullets? Damn it! A sniper!"
Sun Liehu finally snapped out of it; he rolled and crawled behind a car, with ten thousand imaginary grass mud horses stampeding in his mind.
Five boxing champions—three of them killed in an instant!
Damn! Was Mo Han such a bastard that he wouldn’t even observe martial ethics?
To set up a sniper outside!