The deadly fiery serpent burned in his hands, and the pitch-black* seemed to become a scythe in the hands of the god of death at this moment, and for a moment the screams, wails, and springs of the guns striking bullets were incessant.

Soon, Zhang Yao also reacted, and strode to Huo Siao's side, and the * in his hand also sprayed a fire snake to harvest the lives of the black-clothed man present.

Originally, these black-clothed men received the news from above and knew that someone had come down, but they didn't expect these people to come straight to themselves, in fact, they were also prepared, but they didn't expect that the first to fly out of the elevator were two hands and thunder.

But Huo Siao doesn't care about those, he now knows the magic of hands and thunder, and he also enjoys this feeling very much, the loud noise is like Lord Yama is having a ball, and he wants you to dance with him, then I will give you a ride.

For a moment, the screams overshadowed the gunshots, but there were too many black-clothed people on the opposite side, and there were at least more than two hundred people standing in dense formations, and they soon reacted and raised their guns to shoot back.

At this time, it would be really stupid to pretend to be B, Huo Siao pushed Zhang Yao aside, and he also used his inertia to pounce on the back of a job, and continued to shoot back after getting up.

There were too many people on the other side, Huo Siao couldn't raise his head at all, and Zhang Yao could only survive in the cracks, occasionally firing a shot or two.

"Wait!"

At this time, Huo Siao suddenly raised the * in his hand, and the gunfire slowly stopped.

When the gunfire completely stopped, Huo Siao slowly stood up, raised his hand*, and said to the man in black in fluent English in front of him: "Can we change a dignified way of death?"

Hearing his words, the black-clothed people present were obviously stunned, obviously stunned by Huo Siao's very stupid words.

But before they could react, Huo Siao put down the * in his hand suddenly, and pressed the trigger while the man in black was distracted, and he didn't mean to let go, and all the more than forty bullets in a shuttle were all hit on the man in black in the front row.

Huo Siao's movements did not stop, and at the moment when he finished firing the last bullet, two short knives also appeared in his palms, and his body pierced into the crowd like a bullet that rushed out of the chamber.

He was like a wolf entering a flock, and the two steel knives were like two dragons in his hands, wandering around their waists, necks, chests, etc., Huo Siao at this time was like a meat grinder, and the two steel knives were like life in his hands, and the corpses that fell under his feet reached more than a dozen in an instant.

Huo Siao's fighting ability is top-notch, and the situation on the field has changed in an instant, the people in black dare not shoot for fear of accidentally injuring their own people, but Huo Siao doesn't care about those, every time he swings the knife, it represents the end of the life of one or several people in black.

But this is not the end, Zhang Yao on the side will not let go of this opportunity when he sees it, and picks up * is a burst of point shooting, although his marksmanship is not as good as Zhao Ba, but it is much stronger than Huo Siao.

At least at this distance, which was less than 100 meters, and with the other party standing so densely, he could basically make no mistakes, and in an instant, dozens of people were hit by stray bullets and fell to the ground.

At this time, the men in black also reacted, obviously there was a commander like a captain in their team, directing the men in black to give up gunfights and start hand-to-hand combat.

But this was the right fit for Huo Siao's appetite, and he saw two black-clothed men rushing towards him with steel knives, and the two steel knives split his chest and head.

Huo Siao was in danger, and suddenly lowered his head to avoid the knife on his head, and at the same time he raised his short knife to parry, blocking the knife that looked at his chest.

Before the other party could collect the knife and come again, Huo Siao rushed forward with an arrow step, opened his palm and directly pressed it against the face of a big man, and the subsequent knife stabbed directly into his chest.

Then his movements did not stop, and he pulled out the steel knife and turned around with a knife, and heard a "poof!" sound in the ear chakra, and this return saber directly pierced the chest of another man in black.

But it was just a drop in the ocean to get rid of these two people, so he roared angrily, he was bloodthirsty and brutal, and the belligerent blood in his heart at this time was perfectly released at this time.

"Nothing else, I'll kill it myself!"

Huo Siao slammed his toes to the ground and rushed directly into the place where the most people in black were most concentrated, but in an instant, all the black-clothed people on the other side wanted him to surround him.

But Huo Siao's strange body strength was even greater, and the two steel knives seemed to have life in his hands, just a moment of effort, and more than a dozen corpses lay under his feet.

Perhaps because of his ferocious nature, at this moment, he had even forgotten everything, his brain was blank, his mind was becoming more and more blurred, and there was only one voice in his heart, "Kill, kill, kill!"

His bravery also made the black-clothed man present begin to be frightened, comparing him with three sides, and a vacuum had been formed around him, every time he took a step forward, the other party would take a step back, but no one dared to step forward to fight with him at all.

Soon, Zhang Yao's bullets ran out, but the number of the other party did not decrease, but they continued to gather more and more as time went by, and gradually, Zhang Yao's side was also affected.

Zhang Yao had to draw out the steel knife and start hand-to-hand combat with the other party, but his kung fu was not much worse than Huo Siao, but in just a few minutes, no less than ten large openings that were gushing blood were cut on his body.

Gradually, Huo Siao and Zhang Yao were forced to the vicinity of the elevator by the crowd of the other party, and every time they cut down a batch of black-clothed men, more people would make up for them, as if they were endless, and they would never be finished.

Huo Siao could still hold on, but the steel knife in his hand had already been curled after the fierce fight just now, and he picked up two slightly longer knives from the ground, and it didn't take long for the long knife to curl again, and he picked up two long knives again.

The fight continued, and the black-clothed man on the other side used it like a black tide, and now Huo Siao was covered in blood, like a bloody man, leaving only a pair of murderous eyes still exposed.

And Zhang Yao had already been slashed all over his body, leaning on the elevator door and gasping for breath, he didn't have Huo Siao's physical strength like a beast, let alone his beast-like strength, and fortunately, the body armor he bought was strong enough to protect his vital point, otherwise he might not be able to survive now.

As the battle got longer and longer, the fear of those black-clothed men for him gradually faded, and those black-clothed men rushed to Huo Siao as if they were dying, but the result was the same every time, three or five were on the ground together, and after a while, they were cut to the ground, and four or five were cut down together.

Although Huo Siao's martial arts are exquisite, he is still a mortal after all, a batch of people who came up were cut down by him, and a batch of people who came up was cutting down a batch, and when he looked up, it was a piece of black pressure, like a black sea.

No matter how good his physical strength is, he is not an immortal, he will be tired.

His breathing began to become rapid, sweat mixed with blood ran down his nose and sideburns, he had no chance to rest at all, not even a chance to escape, but he could only grit his teeth and hold on, relying on a desire to live to support his body and not let himself fall.

Perhaps seeing his movements gradually becoming slower, the two black-clothed men beside him thought that there was an opportunity to take advantage of it, and screamed: "Go die!"

The two steel knives stabbed straight at Huo Siao's waist and neck.