Let's leave some spark for our Chinese nation!

At a distance of one hundred and ten meters, flying through the air, Mo Tianpeng's initial acceleration was very fast, and he flew more than half a distance in an instant!

At this time, the five Central Asians on the opposite side reacted and immediately raised their guns at Mo Tianpeng.

At this time, Mo Tianpeng's hand flipped over, and the black bow and crossbow were in his hand, so he should be the first to attack!

The strength of the bow and crossbow is certainly not comparable to that of a bullet, but in this short distance of twenty or thirty meters, the crossbow arrow is almost as effective as a bullet.

Jin Rui gritted his cigarette with his teeth, counting one, two... Three...

Halfway through the three shouts, Mo Tianpeng's crossbow arrow finally shot!

Jin Rui shook his head: "It's a beat and a half slow... Lack of exercise..."

"Let's come on, brother!"

The M99 goes up, and without aiming, it has to be fired!

However, at this moment, Jin Rui cried out in surprise and couldn't help but take a step forward.

The crossbow arrow shot by Mo Tianpeng did not directly stab someone, but hit the top of the heads of five people.

"Boom!"

A muffled sound!

A cloud of smoke flashed, and the five fell limply to the ground.

followed Mo Tianpeng to the opposite rooftop, landed steadily, holding a bow and crossbow, standing still.

Jin Rui watched this scene from a distance and couldn't help but curse fiercely.

Exercise!

Pretend to be a criminal!

But I was amazed.

No wonder he can drive Mo Tianpeng to receive the year-end bonus in a dump truck, he has a bit of ability, and he is about to catch up with the weapons of the heavenly soldiers!

Mo Tianpeng stood on the ground, but he didn't look back to greet Jin Rui, but leaned down to check on the five Central Asians.

At this moment, a mutation protruded!

A Central Asian opened his eyes in the twilight, raised a large python revolver in his hand, and gave Mo Tianpeng a shot, right in the chest!

Jin Rui's eyes tightened, and he saw Mo Tianpeng fly backwards two meters backwards and slam on the flower stand on the rooftop.

Jin Rui changed color and shot when he raised his gun!

The Central Asian turned around and raised his hand, and a bullet shot out, straight at Jin Rui.

In an instant, Jin Rui's eyes were fixed on the silver revolver raised by the Central Asian.

The Central Asian has a tattoo on his right wrist, which is attached to the pattern on the handle of the revolver.

And, this pattern is like a sharp sword, piercing Jin Rui's chest!

"Bloodthirsty Thorn !!"

There is still a remnant!!

Two bullets whizzed by, and they arrived in an instant.

Jin Rui's marksmanship was much better than that of the other party, and a shot hit the man's right shoulder, causing the man to stumble.

Although the opponent's python wheel is the largest caliber and most powerful pistol in the world today, it is 110 meters away, and its accuracy is ridiculously poor.

The Central Asian missed a blow, but was injured by Jin Rui, and immediately took the gun into his arms, dodged and ran to the left.

When they reached the wall, the Central Asians jumped on the flower platform and jumped straight down.

Jin Rui's eyes were sharp, and he saw that the Central Asian had an extra rope landing device in his hand, skillfully put it on, and disappeared from Jin Rui's sight in the blink of an eye.

Jin Rui snorted coldly!

Want to run!?

Then he kicked and smashed the fire hydrant, ripped off the fire belt inside, quickly wrapped it around his wrist twice, and without the slightest hesitation, he turned over and jumped off the 80-meter-high commercial building.

The sound of the wind is whistling in my ears, the street scene on the ground is getting closer and closer to me, and the cars and pedestrians are rapidly getting bigger.

At this moment, the fire belt suddenly came to an end, and the huge pulling force and falling force made Jin Rui's body slam upward.

This made Jin Rui's bones almost torn off, and the qi and blood of the five internal organs surged, and the reverse blood rose.

Jin Rui immediately let go, fell to the ground ten meters high at high speed, took advantage of the momentum to roll forward three times on the spot, stood up on the spot, tilted his head and spit out a mouthful of blood.

As soon as his eyes widened, he threw his legs and rushed to the opposite side.

One after another high-speed vehicles rushed past Jin Rui's side, full of danger.

Quickly crossing the main road, Jin Rui ran wildly around the left side of the Yinfeng Building.

The topographic map of the three neighborhoods came to mind, and he made a decision in an instant.

Calculating the time, Jin Rui arrived at the place where the Central Asians had landed, and without looking at the rope hanging down, he glanced at the ground and chased all the way down along the few drops of blood that had been spilled.

This man has to be found!

See people alive and die and see corpses!

The Bloodthorn was wiped out in the final battle of the last line of defense, as the old thief had repeatedly confirmed.

With the thief old man's ability to defy the sky, there can be no mistakes.

So who is this Central Asian?

The combination of the tattoo on his wrist and the one on the silver python revolver is a blood thorn.

This is the sign of a blood-piercing thorn, and it can't be wrong.

Could it be that the Blood Thorn has been resurrected!?

Or a fish that slipped through the net with bloody thorns?

After strolling through a street corner, you will turn into the old town, where the streets become narrower and the flow of people is getting more and more turbulent.

Standing at the crossroads, I saw that the crowd on Qingquan Street on the left had an abnormal reaction, Jin Rui didn't say a word, and walked forward quickly.

At this moment, Jin Rui is wearing a suit and leather shoes, dressed very well, but he is soaked, and he is carrying a toy gun on his back, which makes people feel very funny.

I'm afraid that the guards of the mental hospital are lax and let this neurotic out.

After crossing Qingquan Street, you will arrive at the Funan River, where there are many teahouses and teahouses on both sides, and people who drink tea, play cards and play mahjong abound.

Walking up the river, a strong smell of blood came to my nose.

Slowly walk to the meadow by the river, remove the M99, and close your eyes.

Suddenly turned around and squatted, and fired a backhand shot.

The huge torque caused the disemboweling bullet to change its trajectory in the middle section, bypassing a magnolia tree, breaking a bunch of branches and leaves, and flying straight under the bridge.

It was as if I had seen this bullet burrow into my body, followed by a muffled snort!

Jin Rui flashed and swooped down under the bridge.

Under the low piers, the Central Asians leaned against round pillars, holding large silver python wheels.

Seeing Jin Rui, the Central Asian looked ruthless, and tried hard to raise the silver python in his hand and buckle at Jin Rui.

The hand was raised no more than ten centimeters high, and then it was put down.

Several times in a row, his face was completely gray, his right hand trembled, he couldn't even hold the gun steadily, blood was bubbling in his mouth, and under the shoulder blade of his right shoulder, he was covered with blood.

This was Jin Rui's first shot.

The second shot hit the Central Asian in the abdomen, bleeding profusely.

Jin Rui slowly stepped forward to the Central Asian side, and the first thing he did was to pull the man's right wrist and check the tattoo on his wrist.

On the thorn pattern, there are three red barbs.

Then pick up the silver python wheel, and above the handle, there is also a red barb.

The Anaconda Large Wheel is by far the most powerful and caliber pistol in the world, using a point 44 large-caliber bullet.

There are only a few thousand guns in the world, and the power is beyond imagination.

An indigenous African chief once demonstrated how an adult elephant could be hung with a single shot at close range.

The one who can own the python giant gun is either a rich man or an avid fan of the python.

Confirmed, this person is the fish that slipped through the net of the blood-piercing thorns.

Jin Rui complained a little about the thief old man, didn't he swear to confirm again and again that the blood thorns had been wiped out?

So where did this person come from?

The four blood-colored barbs prove that this person's status in the Bloodthorn Legion is not low, at least he is also a middle-level leader.

A person with such an identity stands to reason that the last line of defense will never let go, how could he survive?

What are they doing when they come to the flower planter?

Just to assassinate Wu Xinya!?

Jin Rui leaned down, holding the python in his hand, and the muzzle of the gun was pressed against the wound of the person's right shoulder, and streams of dark red blood spurted out quickly.

The pain was so great that the Central Asians let out a gong-like howl.

Jin Rui's eyes were expressionless, and he spoke fluent Central Asian.

The Central Asians' grim gaze suddenly turned terrified.

"You... You... How do you know..."

The silver wheel was gently pressed down again, and Jin Rui said lightly: "Tell me, the purpose of your coming here?"

Central Asians are still immersed in Jin Rui's words.

His eyes were full of horror and infinite horror, his breath was short, and his whole body was trembling.

In the wound on his right shoulder, the 7.62 mm steel-core bullet shattered all his bones, and the bullet was stuck inside, which was even more painful.

The bullet in his lower abdomen broke his spleen, causing massive bleeding and bleeding into his lungs.

But these sharp pains are not as good as what Jin Rui just said.

The body kept shaking, and the horror and horror made me feel no pain at all.

"If you don't say it, I will find your family, from old to young, all beheaded!"

Jin Rui said this indifferently, without a trace of expression on his face.

The Central Asians spat blood in their mouths, and when they heard Jin Rui's threat, they only felt that they were facing demons from hell.

"Don't kill my family... I'm all... Tell you..."

"Say!"

The Central Asian tried to raise his head, looked at Jin Rui, and hissed, "I... From... From the Abyss Demon... Domain Run..."

Suddenly, the Central Asians didn't know where they got the strength, and they held the silver python tightly and hissed: "Darkness... Bloodthirst..."