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Fan-shaped shotgun shells mixed with yellow hair, bloody minced meat, and scalps flew in the air, densely hitting the steel plate wall.
Long Xingzheng stared coldly and uninterestedly at the fallen corpse, stepping on debris all over the floor, stepping on black leather shoes, while walking, pulling and shaking the shotgun with one hand.
"This gun is getting old, but it can still be used! I think I killed all the way through Chicago back then, but I didn't expect to use it today. Let's kill you foreign devils again."
The next moment, the chubby figure quickly turned around, pointed backwards and pulled the trigger at an armed man who rushed over.
Boom¡ª¡ª
The flames appeared, and the moment the old man turned around, the figure with the gun aimed at flew out two meters away. The combat uniform on his body was full of holes. He fell to the ground and kept crying, trying to cover the wound with his hands, but the blood instantly It was dyed red, and after a few struggles, it stopped moving.
Almost at the same time, Uncle Long turned around and pulled the trigger. He was also leaning towards the iron pillar next to him. A series of bullets splashed on the concrete floor, and sparks and dirt fragments were splashed from the pillar.
"Is this old gun bad for me?"
The old man squinted at the movement in the aisle behind, grinned with a sneer, took out a dark green ball, bit down and pulled out the needle.
"Send you a big gift!"
Clinging to the iron pillar and throwing it casually from below, the round grenade fell to the ground and rolled out quickly. The four people walking over there held their guns and pressed their steps, and hurriedly dodged left and right in fright. However, Zon in the middle duckbill cap suddenly Kicked the rolling thing back with one kick.
Click~~
The grenade flew through the air and fell. Uncle Long turned his head to look at it. His serious and solemn expression suddenly turned into panic. Holding the weapon in his hand, he ran as fast as he could. In two steps, he threw himself directly out of the eaves and fell hard on the ground. .
Boom¡ª¡ª
The flame rolled to the dome, and the shock wave exploded away. Long Xing was getting up from the ground, rubbed his belly and started to run. Along the outside of the aisle, he pulled the pump and moved the front support, and ran towards the opposite side Side shot.
Over there, the four of Zorn's men were also fighting back, but compared with the shotgun, the opponent did not need precise aiming. A scattered particle within a distance of 10 to 20 meters was enough to pose a huge threat to them.
The muzzle of the hot air blasted the person behind the iron pillar, a series of fine warheads splashed sparks, and Long Xing was lying under the eaves of the warehouse, facing the inside and shouting: "Do it, I will attract the firepower from outside! "
'Wow! '
The old man walking under the eaves pulled the pump with one hand to move the front support, turned around to hide from the iron pillar, avoided a few shots, and came out.
"I think back then, more than a dozen people couldn't get close to me!" Uncle Long limped forward with a posture of risking his life, his old round face had an indescribable look, and the remaining two dodged towards the opposite side. Armed personnel, pulling the pump with one hand and moving the front support, "I don't know how many foreign devils I killed, you are worthy of me"
'Wow! '
The moment the pump moved the front bracket up and down, the front tube slipped off with a bang, and the entire gun body fell to the ground with a 'snap'.
The old man stared round his eyes, looked at the forearm left in his hand, smiled slyly, pointed to the gun body on the ground, and looked at the two people who came out from behind the iron pillar.
"that this is a mistake, why don't you wait for me? I'll load this old gun first."
The trembling shoulders were suddenly pressed down with one hand, Uncle Long turned his face, a tall Eastern European man stood behind him, under a duckbill cap, grinning, but speaking in Chinese.
"Old man, have you had enough fun? Come in together."
Tightening his hands, he lifted the old man's leather collar, twisting the understated dragon in mid-air, then turned around and walked to the warehouse gate.
The sudden chaos broke out outside. Smith, who was hiding in the warehouse, stared at the movement of the front door, and made a gesture with a hand behind him.
'This is the time, while they are distracted! '
Around, more than a dozen cias behind the bunker leaned out, raised their guns and pulled the trigger. Fred and two Chicago policemen also fired at that side at the same time, and several armed men at the door also counterattacked at the same time.
…ç…ç~~…ç…ç…ç~~~
Bullet rain intertwined, some people were shot and screamed in pain, some hit the iron plate and burst into sparks, showing dense dents, at this moment, two figures hiding on the side of the cia gathered cold air in one hand, and the other One person's bones were swelled, and his figure was also raised. The two looked at each other, and taking advantage of the fierce fight, they squatted on the ground and rushed out of the iron box bunker.
In the next second, a white and cold mist gushed out from the palm of the person.
The other person stood up straight, stomped wildly, and the armed man who was firing on the opposite side reacted and turned his gun. A thin layer of frost glued his fingers together with the trigger. Almost at the same time, he jumped. The big white man's bones swelled twice, leaped in the air, and grabbed it with a palm amidst the roar of "Ah¡ª¡ª".
Standing behind the armed man, Downes slowly opened his eyes, with countless sparks flickering in the bottom of his eyes, and grinned amidst the roar of the jumping man.
"that's all?"
The arms around the chest drooped, and the wind sounded around the body
On a rainy night outside, the rain line connecting the sky and the earth slanted in the wind, and then rushed away, a burly figure stepped on the stagnant water and ran towards this side. After a while, the speed of his feet accelerated again, and the swinging arm fell for a moment.
He stomped on the ground heavily, and the water splashed in all directions. His figure jumped up, kicked off a nearby big tree, threw it into the iron net in front, and landed on a dilapidated bungalow in a half-kneeling posture.
With the force of the shock, the blond woman guarding the dark place of the rain raised her gun and aimed at it. When the scope zoomed in on her figure, the finger that pulled the trigger hesitated, which made her feel a little familiar.
"Could it be"
Still wanting to see clearly again, only to hear the sound of the roof stomping, the figure above has jumped up, passed through the rain curtain and fell to the warehouse in front
Boom!
Pfft¡ª¡ª
At the warehouse gate, two completely different voices resounded. The blood of the cia-capable user oozing from his clothes spilled into the air. The moment he hit the ground, his body was broken in two. The other cia-capable user took two steps back in shock. His face was full of horror.
Before he could react.
Downes put one hand in his trouser pocket, clenched his fist with the other, arched his body, and raised his fist slightly back, watching the capable user grin again.
The surrounding air seemed to come alive, rushing towards the man, and the pulling air condensed his fist. Then, he took a step, and his figure instantly drew closer. With a distance of two meters, he punched suddenly, and the sound of the wind turned into a roar.
¡ª¡ªSuper destructive. Strong wind kills!
The fist and the wind of the fist collided with the figure in front of him as if pulling the surrounding light. The cloth was torn and shattered, and every inch of the flesh was cracked and sent flying.
Instantly.
The light of blood soared into the sky.
Downes lowered his fists and watched the bloody and inhuman body fall down. His half-closed eyes showed joy and excitement. The former captain was said to be very strong, but as the new captain, he can only be stronger than the opponent, and he should is the strongest.
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