Feng Jiu was furious, he had been played by Thirteen again and again, and his heart was already furious to the extreme, at this time he dragged his knife and took the lead in attacking.

He wasn't worried about the guns in Thirteen's hands, for him, the effect of bullets hitting his body was even worse than being bitten by mosquitoes, and as for the other moves, after the power value was reduced, it was just a soft bath.

He let out a loud shout, and suddenly picked up the long knife, exuding a stronger and stronger murderous aura, and the smell of blood could be felt between every movement.

The distance of a few meters had been reached almost in the blink of an eye, and for a moment Thirteen's eyes were bright sword lights, which turned into a phantom above his head, slashing down like lightning.

Thirteen's face changed, his figure began to become blurred, and with a shake of his body, dozens of thirteen who were exactly like him appeared strangely, standing side by side, each with a different expression on their faces, either laughing, angry, or sad.

Seeing this scene in front of him, Feng Jiu was naturally stunned, these phantoms looked very realistic, and it was impossible to tell which one was real and that one was fake with the naked eye.

The blade fell, slashing at the top of a phantom's head, only a slight blur, and the random immediately returned to its original state.

Feng Jiu hadn't woken up from his astonishment, and the next moment, dozens of thirteens suddenly shook their wrists, banged a few gunshots, and countless bullets sprayed in all directions.

The sound of the gun was deafening, the bullets were lined up in a rain of bullets, and they roared viciously towards Feng Jiu, although this small-caliber pistol was not very powerful, but it was better than the bullet capacity, and the bullet rain was shot from almost every corner, there was no way back, nowhere to escape. Feng Jiu brandished his long knife, and the blade slashed through the air, making a piercing sound of breaking the air, completely covering his figure in it.

After more than ten seconds of fire suppression, hundreds of bullets turned into a metal whirlwind and indulged wantonly.

The last gunshot ended, Feng Jiu rarely showed a frightened expression, he originally thought that these bullets were just hallucinations, but when they really hit like a torrential rain, his vision was full of dense red numbers that kept beating, which meant that every bullet could really hurt him, and at that moment Feng Jiu had already begun to doubt his life.

There is no way, although he is very confident in his strength, if these bullets are only one, he can easily deal with them, but when hundreds of bullets fall like a waterfall, the shock is really indescribable and indescribable.

There are bullet marks everywhere, and Feng Jiu's shoulders and chest are inevitably hit by two bullets, this feeling, as if the position where he was hit was punched hard, at first, it was not a very strong pain, but after a few seconds, the cells in the body began to cry out for pain, the pain of the heart, and every movement will involve the muscles of the injured position, it seems that the real situation is different from the movie game.

I remember that Feng Jiu had a good friend who was a soldier, and when he was eating chicken in an Internet café, he hit the enemy's leg with a rifle, but he said aggrievedly: "I have already hit his leg, why is he still running so fast?"

Now that Feng Jiu finally experienced that feeling, it was already difficult for the left half of his body to move, and Les Miserables could not help him relieve his physical pain.

"You're a scumbag!" said a Phantom of Thirteen, "Do you think it's over? I'm telling you, this is just the beginning for me." ”

Feng Jiu swallowed his saliva, he couldn't continue fighting now, but Thirteen didn't seem to have any intention of ending.

"Cat City - Freedom!"

Thirteen's voice echoed from all directions, Feng Jiu had already begun to despair, he couldn't continue to resist Thirteen's next wave of attacks.

Bai Murong is right, this young man is really strong......

Waves of ripples visible to the naked eye rippled, and the first wave of ripples touched Feng Jiu, and he could clearly feel a trace of coolness that penetrated into his bones and instantly spread to every cell in his body.

When the second wave of ripples came, Feng Jiu's head buzzed, and the figure in front of him became blurred.

The third wave of ripples hit, Feng Jiu's eyes suddenly darkened, and when he opened his eyes again, the figure in front of him had changed into another face, a face full of fluff, with a beard and jade-colored eyes, it was a cat-faced person.

The original bustling shopping mall has disappeared completely, and everywhere is gray, not a gray scene, but gray air, and the temperature around it has risen suddenly, becoming as hot as a hot summer.

There are hills in the distance, also a hopeless gray. In psychology, the feeling of gray is deep, introverted, and low-key, but at this moment, the feeling that it brings to Feng Jiu is indeed hopeless, and the despair in his heart occurs.

In the endless gray, a rare touch of golden yellow suddenly appeared, Feng Jiu raised his head with difficulty, it was a burning sun, emitting a dazzling light, as if he wanted to roast everything dry.

The earth began to tremble as if something was about to break through the earth, and those with cat-faces sensed the strangeness of the world, and they gathered together and danced madly, with priestly dresses leading the way, each singing a song of unknown significance.

The song reached his ears, and he felt a pinprick-like sting in his mind, and the secret card began to be restless, ready to burst through his head and regain his freedom.

Feng Jiu was about to collapse, he even hoped that Thirteen would come out and shoot him, and he wouldn't give him this kind of mental torture.

"Siha!" A cat-faced man suddenly found Feng Jiu and jumped up excitedly, and the others saw his strange appearance, and soon found Feng Jiu who couldn't move, they cheered and jumped happily, and walked towards Feng Jiu.

These cat-faced people, each holding a weapon that looked like they came from the future, flashed a trace of cruelty in their eyes, and countless lasers shot out from the muzzle of the gun, as if they were going to tear Feng Jiu apart alive.

In reality, Thirteen sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes slightly squinted, his hands naturally hanging down to his sides, and his mouth was full of words.

And not far from him, Feng Jiuzheng was lying on the ground with his eyes closed, his body bent like a prawn, and at the same time twitching, his face was pale, and his mouth was foaming at the mouth, while his shoulders and chest were not wounded at all.

Thirteen, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly raised his eyebrows, and at the same time said the word "stop" in his mouth.

After Feng Jiu's body twitched violently, he completely collapsed to the ground, unconscious, blood oozing out of the corners of his mouth and eyes, and he was already dying.

"Whew~"

Thirteen let out a sigh of relief, and at the same time saw Feng Jiu, who was already half-dead, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he looked like he had taken revenge.

"Even if you wake up this time, you'll be a waste. Thirteen kicked his long knife aside to prevent him from playing dead and sneaking up, "It's a pity that I never kill anyone, otherwise I would have directly recovered your miserable world." ”

Thirteen seemed to say it to him, and it seemed to say it to himself.

The trick just now is his strongest method at the moment, Cat City - freedom.

This is an ability that will not cause any damage to the user's body at all, but will attack the enemy's consciousness and change what he sees, just like the rain of bullets at the beginning, which is actually just illusory, and as for the bullet that hit Feng Jiu, it is just an illusion imposed on his cerebral cortex.

"It's a pity that this trick can only be used on people of the same rank or lower, otherwise Bai Murong wouldn't have beaten him so badly back then. Thirteen muttered to himself.

"Hey, you can go. Thirteen walked over to a cubicle on the floor, and inside were four or five sturdy men tied up.

"Thank you! Thank you!" these people regained their freedom, and naturally the seats filled with thanks.

"You can't help with the battle for a while, so let's leave quickly!But don't go around talking, especially to ordinary people, understand?" Thirteen admonished with a serious expression.

"Rest assured. The hostages flew away.

Thirteen walked to the platform, in the hall on the first floor, Cao Zizheng had changed into a half-dragon, and hundreds of card ghosts were torn together, it seemed that all the card ghosts in the entire mall were gathered on this floor, and the largest leader had been beaten into a puddle of flesh and mud, and turned into a lump of flesh and blood.

"Lao Cao! yes!" Thirteen saw Cao Zizheng fighting with the card ghosts, and subconsciously praised.

"I'll fuck your uncle, hurry up and help me when you're done, I'm going to die!" Cao Zizheng punched a card ghost away, and scolded at the same time.

The strength of these card ghosts is much stronger than the one encountered in the sewers before, plus Cao Zizheng's body is injured, and the battle with the leader of the card ghosts just now has made him physically exhausted a lot, and at this time, fighting with hundreds of card ghosts, he has fallen into the downwind, and his body is covered with blood, as if he has just crawled out of the pile of dead people.