and shooting

and shooting

"Chu Tian is sinister enough!"

The god of death held Collinton with his left hand, and a light burst out from his eyes: "Today's game is indeed unpredictable, but he was a little overwhelmed. Even though he knew I had an invincible battle suit, he only sent you to assassinate me? He underestimated us too much."

"I only have four people to entangle you."

The corner of the God of Death curled a trace of confidence and put on gloves while talking. Although the severe pain and numbness of his right hand were almost ruined, he still wanted to protect himself, otherwise he would easily be grabbed by the wound by the Gu Jian and constantly attacked him. With a point, he would eventually fall to the wound.

"Four people?"

A faint sarcasm passed through Gu Jian's face, and his eyes narrowed slightly to scan the other party's clothes. He had to admit that the clothes were weird. The iron bed he smashed just now did not kill the two of them on the spot. Although they looked slightly shaking as if they were injured, they did not achieve their own death effect.

However, he firmly believed what Chu Tian said, these terrifying armors had just been developed, and they must have their shortcomings or fatalities. As long as you observe carefully, you will find something. Therefore, he was perfunctory with the God of Death: "Do you want to cheat out the ambush? Then find a way out?"

"Even if four people can entangle me, you can't escape this hospital."

Gu Jian shook off the blood from the dagger and looked at the god of death with calm eyes: "And you have been anesthetized and you will become a god of sleep in less than half an hour. No matter how powerful you are, you will last ten minutes more. God of death, you have no way out today, so you should surrender and hand it over to someone."

"Don't fool me."

The God of Death seemed to have discovered something, and his face changed slightly: "Although I came to save people in a hurry, I had been reconnaissance for ten minutes. No ambush was found in front, back, left and right, and adjacent wards. I guess Chu Tian was afraid that I would hide the masters away. Are you standing and talking nonsense to me, waiting for them?"

"clever!"

Gu Jian had to admire the quick-mindedness of death, but his expression was still not shocked: "You guessed it right, the ambush of the army was worried that you would find it hiding next to the hospital and it would take five minutes to get here. If you just got the dagger and took Collinton away, maybe you would have a 70% chance to escape."

Gu Jian spoke with a plain expression, hitting the powerful confidence of the god of death: "After all, you have armor and superb skills, and the brothers outside may not be able to completely block you. Unfortunately, you didn't leave immediately, and in the time when you and I talk nonsense, the ambush should have arrived."

The face of the God of Death changed drastically, and his mind almost felt regret and frustrated. He quickly gritted his teeth to stabilize his mind, then tied Collinton to his belt, and laughed: "Now, I don't eat if I kill you. I, the God of Death, can fight out in the encirclement of the general army,"

"I believe it."

Gu Jian showed his murderous aura: "But you have more burdens."

The god of death shouted loudly: "Kill!"

This word was not only a shout to the two men in the room, but also to the four men in the corridor. Obviously, the God of Death wanted them to entangle the Lone Sword. When the current person was about to rush to the door, a deafening gunshot sounded outside. There was no doubt that the ambush of the general army had really arrived.

At this moment, the big circle of brothers was blocking the corridor jar to catch turtles. The cannon stuck the butt stock on his right shoulder. The scope quickly locked the head of a monster man, and shouted coldly: "Blood for blood, tooth for tooth!" Then he suddenly pulled the trigger, and a special spinning bullet whistled out!

"International Convention? Human Morality? Go to the hell!"

When I got the twenty bullets of the Russian Black Bear, the cannon learned why Lao Hei didn't often play with this gun and did not produce bullets. Those special bullets were all explicitly prohibited by the international authorities. If you were caught using this weapon, you would scold me to death. Moreover, the production cost of bullets was too expensive.

It's enough for him to have a year's meal, but now he has to.

"Push"!

The special warhead hit a monster man's head hard, and then quickly exploded. The splashed rotating particles were covered with indiscriminate firepower at a distance of five meters. The man overturned it on the spot and hit the wall, and the other three were also bounced out.

At the same time, a layer of mercury covered them.

Cracking.

Although the man who was overturned was not half of his head was blown off by the bullet, his vents showed a large amount of blood, and his entire body was still motionless. He was undoubtedly killed by the impact. The other three were shocked to see this, obviously not expecting that the cannon had such a domineering sniper rifle.

The shot just now had a lethality comparable to a rocket. The place where it was shot was hit was vaguely painful, and the mercury in the layer of the shot was slowly flowing. They rushed to the room quickly so that they would not be beaten into sieve by artillery in the corridor, and at the same time, they would stop the god of death from taking Collinton out.

When they retreated, more than a dozen large circle of brothers pulled the submachine guns. Each of them had unusual murderous auras, and the muzzle sucked and spit out flames. In an instant, the kung fu seemed to be countless bright fireworks, shooting out crisscrossing firepower nets.

Dense bullets covered the past like rain.

Countless warheads hit the three people. The three men who retreated were as if they were stubborn with sharp sickles. Their bodies were twitching and jogging in the fire net, as if they were dancing a dance of death. However, there was no blood splattering, and they staggered and crawled forward tenaciously.

"Damn! This turtle shell is too awesome, right?"

It was the first time that the cannon was facing such special clothes. He never expected that the other party would not die after firing so many shots. However, he soon discovered that although the other party could move, it was difficult to struggle to stand up. So he held the sniper rifle that was re-engaged and shot another shot a few steps forward.

Bang!

The corridor made another harsh sound. A strange man was pulled up like a kite, and then he threw him forward five or six meters, and his head tilted and his blood was flowing. The cannon was reluctant to waste bullets, so he led the man up with a gun and smashed it hard at the end of the two men.

"Your sister!"

The nearly eighty-pound spear was pounding and pounding! Not long after, blood was continuously coming out of the air holes of the two, and the cannon was panting. At this time, the god of death had just opened the door. The cannon raised his hand and threw a knife. The big circle of brothers also raised the muzzle and blasted a pile of bullets.

The god of death returned to the room, and then he didn't even look at Gu Jian and his two men who were fighting fiercely, and rushed out of the window with Collinton in his arms. Their bodies were bombarded like shells. When they were in mid-air, the god of death stretched out his left hand and shot a rope to hook the water pipe to cushion the fall.

A few seconds later, Death and Collinton landed safely.

But his right hand holding Collinton became weaker and weaker. If he had not tied the two of them, he might have loosened in the air just now. A trace of pain flashed through the eyes of Death, but soon became firm and indifferent. He threw away the rope and hugged Collinton, turned around, and walked towards the car not far away.

He subconsciously wanted to call the rest of his men, but thought that the artillery and the others could actually kill the corridor, so the brothers arranged around the hospital were probably killed by the Shuai Jun, so he dissipated his thoughts and accelerated his pace. However, before he could walk a few meters, Collinton sighed:

"Death, don't leave."

The god of death looked cold and his head was on the side.

Just as he saw Chu Tian, ​​covered in blood, standing not far away, holding a cigarette and carrying a knife in his arms, he spoke with a fighting spirit: "Death, the monsters you left downstairs are quite difficult to beat. I beat them for ten minutes before I beat them to death, and they were covered in blood. It was really unlucky."

"Chu Tian, ​​I didn't expect you to come too."

The god of death sneered, and his eyes burst into coldness: "You are so cruel, you are so cruel that you can't help but run here to block my way. I heard that you ordered a forced attack on the United Nations Building. Chu Tian, ​​your viciousness surprised me."

"Don't fool me."

Chu Tian took a step forward with a sword and responded lightly: "Those three places are dead soldiers from the Tiandao Alliance. No matter what the final result is, they will die with the hostages and the military and police. Their mission is to attract attention and disperse the troops here, so that you can successfully rescue Collinton."

"Instead of wasting my energy on them, I might as well catch you directly."

The most effective way to untie the mess is: one knife!

The god of death smiled sinisterly: "You can see this?"

"This game was difficult to tell."

Chu Tian raised his sword in front of his sword, his voice softly:

"It's just your fault, I'm too dead and too little room for it."

ps: The sixth update is hit, thank you everyone for the flowers, hehe, I will smash the more than 300 more flowers.
Chapter completed!