"Looks like you've made up your mind?" said Number 3, still in the same mechanical voice.

"Looks like you don't want to say anything, then I'll have to find a way to pry your mouth open!" he roared to the left, and suddenly he turned into an afterimage and rushed to No. 3's body, his fists smashing into No. 3's chest like cannonballs.

This punch, he almost used explosive power, thunderous, unstoppable, even if it was smashed on the ice of ten thousand years, it would smash a hole, and in the face of flesh and blood, the consequences were almost predictable.

Of course, this is common sense, Xiang Zuo is not so optimistic in his heart, the suit on No. 3 is not an ornament, and he is even ready to withstand the huge force of the rebound.

"Poof!" this thunderous punch hit No. 3 without any reaction, and it felt like a soft empty punch.

No. 3 just took a step back, and he didn't feel the slightest force of rebound, he felt like he had hit the cotton, soft, and at the same time, he could see that No. 3 was not even touching his shirt as if he was not next to this punch.

"You can't kill me!" No. 3 looked fixedly to the left, although he didn't feel the force of the left at all, but he could see the power of this punch, if it was just a wall, this punch to the left would definitely make a big hole.

"I'm trying!" Xiang Zuo didn't rush at all this time, but shook the gun off from behind, and he prepared to use it.

"Hehe!" 3 smiled noncommittally, he didn't seem to care about any attacks.

"Bang!" the gunshot rang out, and at such a close distance, the naked eye to the left could clearly see the result of the bullet hitting the No. 3 silver shirt, and the bullet slid down the wall like a slingshot when he was a child, and almost bounced back.

"Clank!"

The bullet touched No. 3's shirt, bounced outward, and then slid down his shirt before falling to the ground with a crisp sound.

"Bang bang bang!" fired three shots in a row to the left, but they all had the same result, and the result was almost the same, and when the last bullet was about to fall, No. 3 grabbed it directly in his hand.

"You're out of bullets in your gun!" No. 3 is naturally an expert, and he can hear that the gun to the left is out of bullets, so he can't help but say.

This point, Xiang Zuo does not deny, and cannot deny, his magazine is indeed out of bullets, and he was actually almost out of bullets when he rushed up the slope just now, and he was blown off the ice when he was just about to change the magazine.

"If you can't defeat me in hand-to-hand combat, in fact, I can't help you, even if you have a bullet gun in your hand now, it's the same, and you can't change the result in the slightest!"

"Humph!" Xiang left suddenly laughed and pulled the trigger again.

"You ......" No. 3 knew that there was no bullet in Xiangzuo's gun, looked at Xiangzuo and pulled the trigger, and was puzzled in his heart, wanting to ask Xiangzuo what kind of trick he was doing, but he just spit out a word, and suddenly felt that his heart was suddenly shocked, and the whole person fell backwards one by one, but his silver costume was not broken after all, and it was still good.

"Let's go!" continued to pull the trigger to the left, there were still no bullets in the chamber, but No. 3 still felt a huge impact on his body, and his body was almost unable to bear it.

What kind of trick is this? How can it hurt me without a trace? No. 3 glanced seriously to the left for the first time in his heart, and at the same time began to dodge, he knew that if he kept standing like before, he would definitely be shattered.

Xiang Zuo is anxious at the moment, the internal strength must rely on external objects to play, the hand is M4, passed through the body of the gun, the internal strength is actually discounted, but he can't directly do the internal strength and external hair, at this time, what he wants to have most is a sharp dagger, I believe that as long as there is a dagger, he will be able to cut through the layer of defense on No. 3.

But then again, the internal strength is outward, and it cannot be directly stimulated by external objects, otherwise, it will not become a six-vein divine sword, if it can really be like that, then it will be repaid.

After No. 3 saw the strength of the left, he didn't dare to slack off, while dodging, while looking for an opportunity to attack, his attack, faster than the python, basically only saw his shadow, and the left body was also hit several times, but the left internal strength was full of body, and he could hold No. 3's punches and feet.

If it's just No. 3 and Xiang Zuo fighting alone, Xiang Zuo really has the patience to fight, but right now, the brothers are still under siege outside, and if he delays for one more minute, the brothers outside will be in more crisis.

"Click!

Taking the opportunity to dodge to the left, he directly dismantled the M4 into parts, and stabbed the barrel directly at No. 3 with his right hand, although the effect was not as sharp as the dagger, but compared with before, it could finally increase the combat power by a few points.

"Poof" this blow came too suddenly, No. 3 didn't expect to be able to dismantle the gun in an instant to the left, and directly used the barrel as a weapon, when he was wrong, he was stabbed in the abdomen to the left, and the silver costume was punctured with a wound the size of a gun barrel, and the blood was suddenly sprayed.

It's not a genetic warrior, only this silver costume is a close-fitting defensive equipment, it seems to be a play!

The hand to the left accelerated the rhythm of the attack, and after the hand, he gradually saw that No. 3 himself was not very good at actual combat, and he was not experienced enough in battle, otherwise he would not be able to use the move just now, as long as he accelerated the rhythm of the attack, he would definitely be able to defeat No. 3.

Although No. 3 was injured, his body speed began to slow down, half of it was because of the injury, and the other was his physical strength, of course, he also knew in his heart that if he continued to fight, he would really be held to the left if he couldn't get it, and the only priority was to escape.

Relatively speaking, if you want to go to the left, in fact, he can't stop it, he wants to go, and there is no way to go to the left, of course, it's about the situation of the two of them in hand-to-hand combat.

"Whew!" No. 3 threw a punch to the left, and as soon as he dodged to the left, No. 3 immediately jumped out of the staircase, and at the same time ejected a bullet that he had held in his hand earlier.

"Poof!" the left shot shot straight into his thigh, and although he had plenty of internal strength, he couldn't stop the bullet from popping out of No. 3.

"Damn, it's gone!" scolded to the left, ripped a piece from his clothes and bandaged his thigh, then pulled out a pair of skates from the room, equipped them, and jumped directly from the window on the third floor.

(End of chapter)