"You think you can stop me? You're thinking too highly of yourself. The captain's eyes didn't even focus on Alain's body, just looked at the tires in the distance, with a hint of disdain and coldness in his eyes.

With the help of the tires, the situation took a turn again, and after the loss of four members of the team, and a few more of them lost their combat effectiveness, the ice around each person had become very thin, and although it could not be pierced by pistol bullets, it was much more fragile than when it was almost crystal hard before.

"Hold you back?" Alain wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "I'm going to kill you." ”

"Hahahaha. The captain laughed loudly, as if he had heard something particularly ridiculous, and his eyes focused on Alain's face, "Since you are in a hurry to die in front of that fellow, then do as you wish." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, his hands pulled the trigger at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye, and the bullets in the unit price were fired almost at the same time, so fast that the chamber could not be locked, and just after the back seat was in place, the firing pin hit the bottom of the next bullet.

More than a dozen bullets like a metal storm had already enveloped all the space around Alain, and even Leng Rui, who had an extremely fast nervous reaction, would definitely not be able to dodge this terrifying barrage at the same time.

However, standing in front of him was Alain.

I saw that Alan quickly waved the knife in his hand the moment the captain raised the gun, and rushed straight towards the captain with an indomitable momentum.

Could it be that Alain has been burned with anger and wants to use his own body to break through this dense bullet?

Of course not!

The knife in his hand accurately slashed at the first bullet, and in a flash of firelight, the rounded bullet was split in half by the blade, and with this aura, Alain met the second and third shots.

Then, I went straight through!

In an instant, this entity has been transformed into a shadow!

Where the captain couldn't see, the three Alan had already attacked him at the same time, and the second one had already jumped up with his sword, about to slash at the captain's head!

The sharp blade was still vibrating, making a sound like a triangle!

That's the impact of a bullet that has just been cut, and that's the courage of tens of millions of people!

But......

A subtle sneer appeared at the corner of the captain's mouth, and as soon as his hands were released, the two empty guns fell vertically, and then two claw blades instantly appeared in his hands.

One met the rushing shadow, and the other slid through the air in a perfect arc and stabbed behind him. He didn't even look at it, he already knew Alain's location.

In the clash between the long knife and the hand and claw, it was the latter who had the upper hand, and even Alan who had been upgraded in blood, with the advantage of speed, still suffered in strength.

"Is it really interesting to play the same trick twice?" Alain was shocked, and the long knife jumped up and almost came out of his hand.

But, but!

The current Alain is not the same as before, he still has a third shadow!

To the right of the captain, his third phantom was running at breakneck speed, he was running on such a block, his body had almost fallen forward, and his legs even brought out a chilling sound of breaking through the air.

Then, holding the knife in his hand in both hands, he stabbed the captain in the chest.

Tick...

A gorgeous flower bloomed on the white floor, red and glamorous, red and dazzling.

It was a drop of blood, falling to the ground, shattered to pieces.

Alain's hand slowly let go, and the long knife fell to the ground with a thud, and he slowly lowered his head, only to see that the clothes on his lower abdomen were spreading red like flowers.

It was a wound from a bullet, a pistol bullet.

However, the captain with two guns has clearly thrown away the two guns!

"After all these years, there hasn't been a bit of progress in the way you fight. The captain stood behind Alain, without a single wound on his body, and a pistol floated in the air not far from him, with a faint green smoke emitting from the barrel.

"You...... Your soul oracle is a recitation. Alain looked at the pistol that was supposed to be lying on the ground and whispered.

"That's right, your abilities are indeed very perverted, unless the blood overcomes you, it is difficult to take advantage of you. The captain pulled out a new magazine, and the floating pistol flew in front of him, unloading the empty magazine and falling into the captain's hand.

There was a click, the latch locked, and the bullet was loaded.

"You...... The Doctor used it to restrain me. Alain covered the wound hard, his physique was strong, and his life was not in danger because of the injury in his abdomen.

But the bullet remained in his lower abdomen, and the hot bullet burned his muscles like a soldering iron, and the sharp pain caused the green tendons on his forehead to burst.

"I'm disgusted with your tone of voice that seems to be very important, but I have to say that part of it is because. The captain slowly walked over to Alain's side with his gun in hand, and pressed it against his forehead.

"Doctor, if he doesn't trust me so much, why does he usually pay so much attention to me. Alain didn't seem to care that his head could fall apart at any moment, and his eyes were full of doubt.

In the past, even though his blood was not high and his ability was not so outstanding, he was deeply used by the doctor, and he took him with him wherever he went, if the doctor was on guard against him from beginning to end, what was the point of doing this?

"What's the point of thinking about this at this time? Go to hell and guess. ”

A gunshot rang out, and Alain was still standing there, without a single scar on his forehead.

Alain naturally did not sit still, he shifted to his shadow at the last moment, picked up another knife and threw it at the captain, but the knife only flew half way before stopping, and then stabbed back at Alain at a faster speed.

In the face of the so-called BUG, Alan can't bargain even if he has more phantom bodies.

I don't need to know which one is you, I just need to make sure that I attack every single one of you.

There was a clang, and the knife was knocked away by a bullet in mid-air.

It's Leng Rui, "Alain dodged away and handed it to me." ”

Alan knew that he would not be able to gain the upper hand, and that continuing would only become a burden to Leng Rui, so he quickly withdrew from the battle circle.

During this time, the others naturally did not froze there, Reagan had Xuan Ice, and the Polar Regions could not cause any obstacles to it. At this time, he has already killed his eyes, and you must know that the mobile power supply is not only a friend of tires, but also a friend of his.

It can be said that Reagan has been able to get to this day and has an inextricable relationship with these two capable subordinates, if it weren't for them to protect him in dangerous battles again and again, I'm afraid that Reagan would have died in those dangerous missions I don't know how many times.

Now, the power bank is dead in front of his eyes, how can Reagan not hate, how can he not be angry?

Under his extreme anger, Xuan Bing was mobilized to the extreme, and it was originally a silver killing blade, but at this time, it was like an eternal extreme ice, emitting a faint mist.

The ice cover was completely useless in front of him, and Reagan almost unhindered him burst into the polar range, and the terrible low temperature was like itching for Reagan.

In the midst of the team's horrified expression, Reagan stabbed the dark blue blade into his chest.

Yes, Reagan couldn't create ice out of thin air, he needed water, but as he did with Alain, the human body had a water content of up to 60 percent.

The heart of this team member froze the moment it was stabbed, and there was no blood spurting out, and there was no scream of despair.

If he were to be dissected at this time, he would find that his blood vessels were like a strip of liquid nitrogen, and the bright red and soft blood vessels had turned into solid ice tubes.

The extremely elastic heart turned into a lump of ice in a moment, and the vocal cords also turned into hard ice, unable to vibrate and make a single sound.

If the power bank dies, it is the cold that spreads little by little in his body, and finally turns into an ice sculpture. Then the team member of the spirit in front of him detonated a liquid nitrogen bomb in his body.

Every cell was an explosive medium, and in less than two seconds, the guy had become an even harder ice sculpture, and he was so cold that the floor around him was covered with frost as if it had fallen under heavy snow.

Reagan slowly drew his nirvana, and there wasn't even a trace of blood on it.

The remaining six people were all frightened, they gathered together, leaning on each other, superimposing the strength of the polar regions, and cautiously looking at the few people who were hunting souls.

That's right, there are only six left.

The tires gave the second inflammatory blast to the "lucky one" who escaped from the first shot, saying that it was six, but in fact it was just a few and a half people, and a guy with half of his body turned to charcoal died before he could wait for the second bullet.

The few remaining people didn't even have the heart to urge the polar defense, just kidding, the defense of the ten people united was ruthlessly destroyed, and now they couldn't effectively control their soul oracles at all.

The four guys who were still able to move were crawling and crawling, desperately trying to get away from their teammates, and they saw that Alan had only one bullet loaded, and as long as he escaped from the circle of explosion, there was still a glimmer of hope for survival.

didn't care about the desperate eyes of his comrades lying on the ground, if the death of his teammates could be exchanged for his own survival, then he could only be sorry.

But they forgot that it was not this terrible M82A2 that Alain had taken before that, but a rifle. If they come together and hold up their defenses completely, there may be a little hope of survival.

Alan still had a sniper gun in his right hand, and picked up his AUG from the ground with his left hand, but before he could shoot, several gunshots rang out.

All four of them were bleeding from the beatings, and one guy was even snapped straight from the ankle by a bullet. They yelled and cursed angrily, because the one who shot was the half-dead guy lying on the ground.

He was smiling, his face was full of tears, and in just a few seconds, he experienced the excitement of battle, to the fear and pain of being severely injured, to the despair of being abandoned by his comrades.

Looking at the muzzle of the black hole that could almost fit into an egg, his consciousness was almost constant, since you want me to die, then let's all die together.

With the last strength of his body, he pulled out the pistol in the holster, and hit all his teammates who ran out with an accurate marksmanship that he had never done before, he smiled hideously, and finally looked at the tires, the muzzle of which had been transferred from his body to his teammates.

But isn't it all the same? It only happened in a matter of two or three seconds, and no one could escape the range of the flame bullet in that time.

With a deep exhale, the unlucky guy turned the muzzle of the gun against his chin, and then pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Two gunshots rang out at the same time, and Tyre saw his movements as he raised his gun, and although Tyre wanted to cut them into pieces with a knife, he was very "merciful" in giving him the opportunity to execute his teammates.

The power of the explosion never disappoints anyone, and after the terrifying explosion, the few guys who betrayed each other all turned into dust.