Evil System in Marvel - Chapter 4
Chapter 4 Shot Escape
Anatoly felt a chill in his heart as he looked at the screaming man who was covering his ears next to him.
If it wasn’t for Vladimir to pull him and prevent him from sticking out his head, he would be the one whose ears had been knocked out.
Anatoly patted his chest, and asked with lingering fear: “Brother, this bitch’s marksmanship is too accurate, what should we do now?”
Vladimir frowned and glanced around and found the rope drop on the balcony railing.
He thought for a moment, a vengeance appeared on his face.
“Break the rope! Falling down from a height of thirty to forty meters, Jason won’t even want to stand up in the second half of his life. We can also catch him alive, get his money, and make a business.”
Anatoly took out a .45-caliber Colt M1911 and fired two shots at the rope drop.
After the gunshot, the thick rope dropped two large holes, but did not break.
“This rope drop is too strong.” Anatole looked surprised.
“This is a military rope drop rope, using the strongest composite material, usually assembled on a helicopter.” Vladimir explained.
“This son of a bitch is really prepared to escape for his life!” Anatoly sneered and stepped forward to fill the gun.
I heard gunfire from the top of the apartment building.
Jason knew that the last thing he wanted had happened.
hurry up! Hurry up!
Jason was anxious, and the speed of the cable descent was a little faster.
There were two more gunshots, and the rope dropped.
Jason lost his focus and quickly fell to the ground with his back down.
At this time, he was still about fifteen meters away from the ground. At this height, he fell back down, even if he didn’t die, he would have to spend the rest of his life in bed.
At the critical moment, Jason’s survival instinct played a role with years of cruel training.
Without a focus in the air, he relied on the strength of his waist and abdomen to twist his body to restore his balance, so that his feet were facing the ground.
Just after adjusting his posture, Jason fell to the ground.
With a bang, a cloud of dust rose from the ground.
Jason rushed forward and rolled on the ground several times before venting the force of the fall.
The miraculous operation made the crowds look silly. They crowded around in a daze, looking at Jason, who was squatting on the ground and clutching his ankles, with a painful expression on his face.
Falling from a height of fifteen meters is not a simple matter.
Even though Jason was prepared to prevent shocks, his feet were still tingling at the moment he landed, followed by a sharp pain, making his feet almost unconscious.
Jason gritted his teeth, stood up with all his might, and walked staggeringly towards the five-story shopping mall opposite.
There are a lot of people and the terrain is complex, so it’s the best place to get rid of hunting.
“Falling down from such a high place can still get up, this guy is really lucky, but his luck has come to an end.”
Vladimir looked at the embarrassed Jason with a sneer of disdain.
Anatoly also smiled and raised his automatic rifle and pointed it at Jason’s back: “Yes, Kingpin’s first general is now running around like a wild dog. It’s ridiculous.”
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
Before Jason took a few steps, three shots sounded behind him.
The huge force coming from the body armor knocked him to the ground.
The bold crowd of onlookers saw that Jason was shot, and immediately fled like a bird in the jungle shouting.
The moment Jason fell to the ground, he quickly got up again.
He knew in his heart that as long as he paused on the ground for more than a second.
The mafia with automatic rifles,
Together with the body armor, he will be beaten into a sieve.
Jason dodged from left to right, running as far as possible to crowded places, using those passers-by as his shield.
Although this method hurts others for self-interest, the effect is surprisingly good.
More than a dozen 7.62mm bullets attacked him, and several innocent passers-by were hit by the bullets and immediately fell to the ground and wailed.
As the target, Jason was only shot in his left arm.
He resisted the severe pain, pressed hard against the wound, and ran toward the mall desperately.
[Ding! Kill an innocent passerby indirectly, get 100 villains, current progress: 640/1000]
[Ding! Indirectly injured six innocent passers-by, gaining 300 villains, current progress: 940/1000]
At the expense of seven innocent passers-by and an arm, Jason finally rushed into the mall.
He broke into the ice cream shop at the entrance of the mall, lay his body on the counter, and then rolled over into the counter.
Before he could catch his breath, Jason immediately let go of his right hand to check the injury on his left arm.
Through the bloody wound, the tail of the dark yellow warhead could be vaguely seen.
The bullet got stuck in the muscle.
It seems that it was a ricochet that hit me, otherwise the arm would definitely be pierced.
Jason, who has more than ten years of shooting experience, immediately judged the situation.
Jason gasped for breath and carefully groped around the wound with the fingers of his right hand.
After touching the hard bullet, pinch it with your fingertips, hold your breath, and forcefully take out the bullet.
The blood stained his clothes and pants, Jason’s lips were white and his head was sweaty.
The bone-corrupting pain spread all over his body, and he resisted desperately before groaning.
The warhead was taken out and thrown on the ground.
Jason covered the bleeding wound, used his teeth to tear open the cloth on his arm, and made a simple bandage for the wound.
Just after the bandage was done, footsteps came from outside the door.
The crowd of onlookers eating melons has run away, and the owner of the footsteps has no other possibility other than the Mafia.
It’s really not a way to survive.
Jason raised his arm weakly and clicked on the system mall interface.
He has fallen into a deadlock and has no other way of life except relying on the system.
[Mall: proficient in cold weapons, proficient in combat, proficient in firearms, proficient in driving, proficient in flight driving, proficient in special operations, proficient in special driving…]
With the footsteps getting closer, Jason quickly browsed the mall interface, thinking quickly in his mind what skills to learn to get him out of the predicament.
A few seconds later, Jason clicked on Mastery of Guns.
In the current situation, apart from the gun, he really couldn’t find the second option.
[Gun Mastery Level 1 (obtained)]
[Gun Mastery Level 2 (obtained)]
[Gun Mastery Level 3 (obtained)]
[Gun Mastery Level 4 (obtained)]
[Gun Mastery Level 5 (not obtained)]
Tap firearms to be proficient at level 5.
[(Required: 50 points; Strength: 30, Agility: 35, Endurance: 30, Intelligence: 35,)]
“Bah! What a shit system, there are actually prerequisites.” Jason scolded dissatisfied, and quickly clicked on the main interface of the system to check his attributes.
His four-dimensional attribute is 10 attribute points short of the requirement of [Guns Proficiency Level 5].
Every time you level up, you get exactly 10 attribute points.
And he is only 60 wicked points away from the second level.