back then.

The gods of heaven who subverted in Bacheng in the summer.

Tonight's scene is really nothing compared to back then.

In those few days of competition, the entire city of Bacheng was almost overturned.

And the red and white organizations of Indosia are naturally known to him.

Not only acquaintance, but also dealing.

At this moment, in front of the roadcard in front of him, there was a figure standing in uniform for more than thirty lives.

They are shoulders and cuffs, engraved with a red and white pattern.

Furthermore.

Behind the cover on both sides, there are also shadows hidden.

"Stop!"

When he saw a Shura approaching, one of them immediately shouted.

At the same time, more than 30 people around him all raised their guns and pointed their guns at Shura.

None of them.

After continuous battles, except for the battle, for the rest of the time, Shura and the others were hurrying to breathe and regain their energy.

And each of them had blood stains on them.

This Shura is the same, in addition to the bloodstains, between walking, he gestures, and there is no need to deliberately release it at all, with a strong sense of slaughter and blood.

This made the dozens of people in front of him all jealous.

"Don't be nervous. ”

The Shura raised his hands and said, "This has a pass. ”

"Walk slowly, don't move. ”

One of them shouted loudly.

"Huh. ”

The Shura smiled, but didn't care, still holding his hands up, and walked slowly.

Soon he approached and handed over the documents in his hand.

The first middle-aged man took the certificate, opened it and glanced at it.

He immediately raised his head and swept his gaze around the fifteen strangely shaped cars in front of him.

Finally, he looked directly at Shura and said expressionlessly, "I'm sorry, this is not a pass." ”

As he spoke, he handed over his documents and said, "We have been notified that a group of criminals have killed thousands of innocent people starting from Dongba City. ”

His eyes became more and more dangerous, and he looked at Shura, who was covered in blood, "Now, let everyone get out of the car and accept our inspection." ”

As the words fell, more than thirty people around them pointed their guns at the Shura.

Click.

Meanwhile.

Behind the shadows and shelters on both sides, dense figures also appeared, all of them fully armed, such a scene made the summer in the car slowly open his eyes.

The brow furrowed.

Has the Red and White Organization changed its leader?

Don't even know that special pass anymore?

Or is it ...... Summer's eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of her mouth hooked up with a touch of coldness.

Immediately.

He opened the door and got out of the car.

With this move, the doors of the fifteen cars were also pushed open, and a member of the Shura who was covered in blood walked down.

After getting off the bus, they stood loosely and casually.

One by one looks weak.

But.

When these people gathered together, the smell of blood immediately spread through the air.

Exceptionally pungent.

And that's not all.

These people stand in a seemingly chaotic manner.

However, if you look closely, you will find that each person in Shura is facing a different direction.

Some looked at the crowd on the left, others at the crowd on the right, and others at the more than thirty armed men in front.

Others, with a sneer on their faces, looked at the few people closest to them, and a chill appeared in their eyes.

If you look at it from above, and you still the image with an arrow extension line...... You will find that no matter where they stand, or the direction they are facing, it is the best position.

"Everyone, all squatting on the ground, holding their heads in their hands!"

After seeing everyone walk out, the middle-aged man led by him shouted loudly.

However.

Shura and the others didn't move, just staring coldly.

Da-da-da-da.

Walk forward in the summer.

Luo Tian, Ling Xiong, and Xiao Fenglie followed suit, following left and right.

"Stop!"

The face of the leader changed, and he shouted, "Did you hear my words, stop!"

"Why do you want to stop?"

Summer continued to walk, and the slightly pale cheeks were cold, "Who are you?"

"We are the Indosia Red and White Alliance!"

"Show me your papers, prove who you are. ”

Well?

Stunned to hear this, the man's pupils shrank, and his face became ugly.

And the heavily armed members around him also had a solemn look on their faces.

The air became oppressive for a moment.

"What?

Can't you take it out?"

Summer continued to walk, her eyes staring at the first middle age, "Or are you fake?"

This sentence is equivalent to directly piercing the window paper.

Swish.

The air froze in an instant.

Three seconds later.

The middle-aged man at the head suddenly shouted, and the words of "hands-on ......" fell, and no matter the thirty armed members in front of him, or the figures standing on both sides, they all pulled the trigger.

They reacted quickly.

It was also very decisive.

But there are people who are faster and more decisive than them.

Because.

Shura and the others had already moved three seconds early.

Three seconds.

For ordinary people, it's really nothing.

But for masters, a second can change many things, including the direction and outcome of victory and defeat.

Whoosh.

The Shura crowd jumped or jumped, like a goddess scattering flowers, and scattered in all directions at a terrifying speed.

It's not dodging.

Everyone is responsible for an area and doesn't care about anything else.

As for whether guns elsewhere will hit themselves...... That's not something they think about.

They are not companions.

It is a brother of life and death who can hand over his back.

By the time the men were about to shoot, three seconds had passed.

Their original intention was to gather the crowd together and then make a rebellion.

But at this moment, not only was there no concentration, a hundred Shura scattered in all directions, and when the gunshots rang out, the entire battlefield was divided into more than a dozen pieces.

"Bang bang...... Bang!"

The thirty men at the front also pulled the trigger.

However, they have long lost their purpose.

The three Ling Xiongs walking in front of them, as well as the original Shura, had already swept into the crowd like four gusting winds.

Rush forward.

Everything happened too fast.

Roars, screams, gunshots, the sound of ruins tearing into the flesh.

With the blood splattering, there was chaos all of a sudden.

In just a short time, blood swept the ground of this battlefield, blood mist swirled in the air, and the pungent smell of blood moved with the wind.

Only summer is still slowly moving forward.

Perhaps intentionally, Ling Xiong and the others did not make a move against the middle-aged leader.

He did run out of bullets in his pistol.

But it didn't work.

As summer slowly approached him, the sounds around him also slowed down.

It's not that Shura and the others deliberately slow down the pace of killing.

But in just a few tens of seconds, most of the people have died.

Stumps were everywhere.

As far as the eye can see, it is a terrifying scene of the Shura slaughterhouse.

"Magic ...... The middle-aged man led by the devil ...... was pale, without a trace of blood, and the pistol had fallen to the ground, looking at the killing around him.

Looking at the slowly approaching summer, his eyes swelled with endless fear, "You, you are the devil...... they are the elite of angels.

Among them, there are not many good players in far and close combat, and there are more than a dozen heaven-level masters.

However, now, in front of this group of people, they have no power to resist at all.

He finally understood why more than 100 people were able to slaughter all the way from Dongba City.

This kind of strength is strong, and there are more than a hundred, which is enough to sweep away any force except the hegemonic force.

Thinking of this, he didn't think about it, turned around and fled.

Be sure to bring this news back and tell Du Ye to make plans early, the other party is not a little angel who can compete at all.

It's a fact.

But anyone who has a little strength and ability will not be mixed in this kind of gangster.

Either gradually enter the super-first-class force, or the hegemonic force, or form a team with people of equal strength.

Don't look at the angel organization, there are many people, but there are few real masters.

Therefore.

When Summer decides to slaughter the Angels, their fate is already sealed.