Anderson quoted a famous saying from a movie that a fist was faster than a shot within seven steps. Therefore, Julian was very respectful to Anderson. Albert stood seven steps away from him and took a step back after speaking.
Now it was eight steps between them.
The speed of the shot was naturally faster than a fist. In that case, the situation would be unfavorable for Anderson.
A satisfied smile appeared on Anson’s face. Anderson was very strong, so he had confidence. But he overestimated himself in front of a sharpshooter.
Redd was itching for the fight. Albert couldn’t wait for Julian immediately shoot Anderson for revenge.
Anderson nodded, thinking Julian was very sensible and really respected him.
“Your P250 has twelve bullets, and you have used one of them. Now you’re left with eleven shots…” Anderson stood on the flyers and said calmly.
Julian nodded seriously and said, “Yes.”
Then he began to adjust his breathing.
An excellent shooter must be able to effectively control his breathing. When shooting, he should hold his breath instantly to keep his body in the most stable state.
Beasley couldn’t help swallowing, feeling a burning itch in his throat. Anderson’s bold decision made him feel alarmed. Even Louie, who was full of confidence in Josef, couldn’t help sweating on his head.
Louie could not help but sigh.
Mr. Anderson got a lot of nerve. Albert even challenges a sharpshooter in this way!
Julian is a retired special forces veteran. Albert had fought on the battlefield once. Besides, he was the top in several shooting competitions. Albert is a crack shot!
Weapons were extensions of limbs. In Anderson’s view, guns were also extensions of limbs, but it was much faster than cold weapons. As for the nuclear bombs, it was a different situation as it had beyond human power.
After Julian adjusted his breathing, he smiled at Anderson and said, “Be ready!”
“Come on…” Before Anderson finished, he trembled and suddenly withdrew his right arm.
The moment he withdrew his right arm, the bullet almost hit him. Julian was really fast. The speed of his shot was a little beyond Anderson’s expectations. Seeing this, Julian couldn’t help widening his eyes. Albert immediately moved the muzzle and shot toward Anderson’s left arm.
Anderson had already withdrawn his left arm before Julian pulled the trigger. Albert dodged this shot again.
Seeing Anderson dodge Julian’s fast two shots, everyone was dumbfounded. They couldn’t believe Anderson could even escape the bullet.
Of course, Anderson was not faster than the speed of bullets. Albert was just faster than the man who was holding the gun.
Suddenly, Julian shot Anderson’s left leg again!
Anderson’s left leg seemed to disappear and was folded to the back of his waist.
With missing three shots, Julian frowned and even felt a sense of emptiness in his heart. Albert was clearly aiming at the target but failed every time..
Then Julian fired three shots at Anderson’s chest!
The chest was the easiest to hit as it was larger than any other body part.
Anderson shook for a while. Everyone vaguely saw his body was tilted at an angle of 60 degrees to the left, and then bounced back in an instant.
That scene startled everyone as it was beyond what ordinary people could imagine.
Bang!
Julian’s another shot was still as fast as lightning. Albert gave this shot almost like a sniper in a game who didn’t aim at the target at first. His arm trembled and tensed suddenly for a moment. Then he held his breath and pulled the trigger.
The front sight was aimed at Anderson’s head this time.
This shot should be in the bag… Albert is very powerful but will still die under my shot! Too bad!
Such a thought flashed in Julian’s mind. Albert couldn’t help but sigh for Anderson.
After the gunshot, everyone saw Anderson’s head disappear.
“Haha. His head was shot off?!”
“What bullet did he use? It could even knock out the head?”
“No way. I didn’t see blood…”
Some people couldn’t help laughing. They thought Julian had shot Anderson’s head off and even made it disappear. But there were still some people who felt puzzled as they didn’t see the blood.
Julian felt empty in his heart. Albert shook his head as he knew he didn’t succeed.
Suddenly, Anderson’s head popped out.
His head hid in his chest at that moment. It seemed his head had been shot off at first glance.
“What the hell…”
“F*ck! What is that?!”
Everyone felt a little weird and even a little scared, as if they were watching a horror movie.
How could a normal person hide his head in his chest?
It was as exciting as if people were walking on the road and suddenly saw a person’s neck twisted in front of them.
Julian slowly lowered his hand. Albert didn’t shoot again. Although he still had bullets, he knew very well he wouldn’t be able to hit Anderson.
Anderson was still standing on the small leaflet, not even stepping on the edge. Albert wouldn’t step out of this leaflet, just as he said before.
Everyone felt extremely excited. This battle looked much more fantastic than the two before!
Anson was very anxious, he said in a deep voice, “Julian, what are you waiting for? You still have bullets. Shoot him!”
Julian shook his head and said, “Master Gofman, don’t you understand? My gun can’t hit him…”
Anson’s face turned pale in an instant, and his lips trembled. Albert had fallen into despair. Albert could no longer maintain his arrogance and pride as before.
Beasley laughed loudly and said, “Mr. Evans is matchless. Even guns cannot shoot you within seven steps. That’s amazing!”
Luna’s eyes widened. Anderson’s background was surprising while his ability was also splendid. Girls couldn’t help but be obsessed with such a man. Of course, she was one of them.
Julian pulled out his own magazine and threw the bullets one by one. There were four bullets left.
“I lost… Fair and square!” Julian took a deep breath and said.
After saying this, he knelt down directly in front of Anderson.
Anderson was stunned for a while seeing this. Everyone was also slack–jawed.
Why did Julian kneel down?
Julian was Anson’s man. Seeing Julian kneeling down to Josef, Anson was even more embarrassed.
“Julian, what are you doing?!” Anson asked angrily.
