Daddy, don't flirt

Chapter 186 Gamble

He has a premonition that if he is catches by the man in black at this time, the consequences will be…

Look at the expression of the man in black, the man seems to give them an order to start against him.

Ian Moore’s speed is very fast. Before the man in black comes near the cave, the little figure rushes out of the flash and run down the hillside outside.

"Damn it!" The man in black doesn't expect Bunny to resist suddenly. He comes back and runs after him.

Another man in black goes back to the cave and holds several fruits of different colors, but he doesn't see people in the cave. He thinks of something, throws down the fruits and runs out.

Ian Moore’s speed is very fast, but no matter how fast she is, she is not as fast as an adult man with long legs. A few strides come to her.

"Son of bitch, do you believe I'll kill you now?" Without the order of the upper layer, the man in black is reckless, grabs Ian Moore’s back collar and says viciously.

"Uncle, I can't understand what you are taking about." Bunny is still smiles sweetly. He looks at him softly, but there is a chill in him eyes. Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

"You…" The man in black wants to scold, he finds something on his stomach. He looks down subconsciously, and his pupils suddenly constrict!

It's a small silver pistol, right against his belly, ready to go!

The man in black sneers and looks at Bunny sarcastically. "Toy pistol? If you have the ability, shoot please."

Ian Moore’s soft and sweet smile quickly subsides. Instead, it was endless cold. Look at the man in black, it is like looking at the dying man, "Are you sure?"

"A little boy, don't be here… Hum." The man in black wants to laugh at her. Suddenly, he feels a stabbing pain in his thigh. He can’t make a sound until he stops.

Looking down, he is shots in the middle of his thigh. The blood is flows down. Because it is black pants, it is not obvious. The only thing we can see is that the blood flow down his thigh to the ground and quickly dye the mud under his feet red.

A loose finger of the man in black, Ian Moore struggles and falls on the ground. She steps back, with a cold condensation on her small face. Look at the man in black, him eyes are like a king look down at a mole ant.

Ants.

The man in black is bits his teeth. When he touches his trouser leg, Bunny knows what he is going to do. Before he takes out the pistol hidden in his trouser leg, Ian Moore quickly puts a posture and mends the gun towards to the man in black.

The sound of bullets passes through the flesh, especially pleasant.

The man in black is shocked. They don't expect that the five-year-old they kidnapped is so terrible!

Don't blink when shooting. Be quick and accurate.

The man in black is shot twice. The bone of his right hand is hit. He can't even use his strength. His thigh is still bleed. Every shot of Ian Moore is purposeful, not a random waste of a bullet.

"Son of bitch!" The man in black quickly takes a pistol out of his trousers with his left hand, and then aims it at Bunny with the black muzzle.

Ian Moore pick up him eyebrows. He looks at the man in black with cold eyes and frowned. Then he opens him mouth and show a row of white teeth. He says, "Uncle, do I tell you that I don't like people point guns at me?

"Sniff, then you can try whether your bullet is fast or mine." The man in black catches the pistol and hurt his right hand. He could only grasp it with his left hand. His breath is cold. He looks at Ian Moore with a little fear.

Such a small child has such a good shoot skill. If he grows up in the future,

He will have no choice.

So we must destroy him before he grows up!

The man in black seems to understand the man's orders.

"Then try it." Ian Moore’s little face is not scary. He raises him chin and looks at him confidently.

In the dark night, a hand tightly clenched. If it isn't for Ian Moore to ask him not to go out, he would has rush to takes Ian Moore to a safe place.

It's just look for death!

The man in black obviously receives special training from childhood. Even to this point, he can't be despised. Although Ian Moore hit him twice before, it is because he gets it when the man in black relaxed his vigilance.

If it is so face-to-face, one-on-one, with Ian Moore’s immature shoot method, we can only die!

This is to gamble with him life. If you want to shoot, you will lose!

Night.1 is impossible to allow Ian Moore to do such dangerous things. He even regrets giving the silver pistol to him. He just wants to defend himself. How could he do this?!

Do you want to die?!

Night.1 was anxious and wants to go out of the dark, but in the acceptance of Ian Moore that wipe his reassuring eyes to stop, eyes with an order can’t be refused.

Ian Moore asks him not to interfere.

That is to say, Bunny has to gamble with the man in black.

Night.1 frowns and thinks that whether he should let Ian Moore bet so once.

It's not that Night.1 didn't trust Ian Moore so much, but this gamble method, either you die or I live. Ian Moore is tries with the fate of five people. If he dies, five of them can only thank for their death.

Even if Ian Moore is smart, he can't compare with a person who has receives professional training.

The chance is too slim.

Night.1 sigh, eyes tightly stares at Ian Moore’s position, have be ready to find Ian Moore has a trace of danger, jump over for him to block the preparation.

Ian Moore and the man in black are almost two meters apart. The gun is faces each other. The cold and horrible breath is spread in this area, and the cold and dark flame is burn.

The man in black looks at Ian Moore’s eyes and dare not slack off any more. He holds his hand tightly with his left hand to make sure that Bunny can hit the target in a short time.

"Who are you?" Asks the man in black.

It's also true that it doesn't look like the mental quality and ability a child should have, but him appearance is clearly a small fart child.

What kind of organization is this?

Ian Moore looks at him innocently and innocently with a wink at the corner of him mouth. It's this look that deceives the two men in black. He doesn't notice it at all.

"Uncle, your pants are off." Ian Moore’s smile is still sweet and looks harmless.