As soon as the words fell, the sound of the neat bolt pulling the brake sounded, and the eleventh team of war monks and twenty people echoed at the same time, and then turned into black shadows and rushed towards the front in an orderly manner.

Jiefa's heart was blocked, but he didn't expect to let this kid Jiehua come out, but he still came with a lot of rhetoric, which made those of them who were waiting in the rear itch in their hearts, and they couldn't wait to go up and make a performance, in short, they didn't want to see Jiehua's amazing appearance.

Two black shadows appeared between the windows of the generator set building, and then the bullets shot outward, and the war monk team in the Tibetan sky hit at the same time, almost no difference, the war monk wandered on the flat ground, the bullets turned into a path of light in the night sky, and a bunch of back and forth shots, the scene was spectacular, but it was really the elite team of the war monks, and the opponent's black shadow marksmanship was amazing, but the fire of the war monk team was strong, and the opponent was suppressed by sporadic firepower, showing the strong combat effectiveness of the war monks of the Zen Temple.

"Finally caught up with the front page!" "Finally caught up with the front page!" On top of the dark building, four people appeared silently, talking to an indifferent man wearing glasses, holding two M4A1 assault rifles in his hands, stepping out, standing on the platform on the rooftop, looking at the team of war monks who were advancing into the generator set building opposite. Another man with a high nose and thin lips didn't say much, pulled out the * behind him, put it on the rooftop, and smiled quietly.

"Let's give Zen Xi Temple a surprise surprise. "The empty building, which was originally the base of the Zen Xi Temple, is now empty, all the buildings, the personnel are evacuated at the most urgent speed, so we can know the deployment ability of the Zen Xi Temple, if it is not for the external system to be controlled, I am afraid that no matter how many people are invading now, they will be trapped in the natural combat fortress of the Zen Xi Temple, and no one will be spared.

Now, the natural walk to the Zen Temple is at a disadvantage.

A man walked slowly on the empty corridor of the building, behind him, there was a light rail through the mountains, and it was moving away quickly, only the sound of hula could be heard in the quiet environment, and on his shoulder, there was still a person on his shoulder, but it seemed relaxed. The corridor was wide enough to accommodate five tanks side by side, but at the end of the tunnel, there stood a man in a gray robe, with cold lips and a cold expression comparable to the coldest wind in Tiberia.

He was carrying no one else, it was a fall with a broken arm!

Jiekong Gujing looked at the man carrying a fall in front of him, there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and there were two guns pinned to his waist, seeing Jiekong, he smiled slightly, and then a fall on his shoulder slipped and smashed to the ground with a pop, I don't know if he is dead or alive, and he doesn't even have the tendency to move. At the same time, in the corridors and aisles on both sides of the void, a group of war monks with * in their hands rushed out, standing left and right, in different postures, squatting or standing, raising their hands to shoot, and countless tongues of fire shot out suddenly, pouring towards the man in front.

The man rushed out of the team of war monks, he rushed to the ground, towards more than 20 war monks, when the war monk raised his gun to shoot, he also pulled out the double guns on his waist, after all, the war monk fired quickly, countless tongues of fire rose, such tongues of fire, representing the moment the bullet was discharged, the high-temperature air flow brought up, and the speed that has long exceeded the speed of sound, containing the terrifying kinetic energy of the bullet, as long as it is not a steel body, in front of the angry bullet, everything will be torn into pieces.

Of course, not everyone will be torn to pieces in the face of bullets, the man with two guns moved, and in such a rain of bullets, he was unscathed, it was the gun fighting technique that could avoid bullets, and even the martial arts with a calm face standing at the end couldn't help frowning.

"Come on, come on, the more firepower the better, haha, let me kill it!" The man was actually laughing, the two guns fired in a loop, cross-firing, most of the war monks did not reach the point where they could avoid the bullets in advance, and suddenly many people were shot, and they were all killed in one shot, there is no possibility of any luck at all, the opponent's marksmanship and strength have reached an unbelievable point.

The war monk who used the wall as a cover continued to pour fire at the man, the man jumped up and down, and at this moment the surrounding walls became a powerful help for him to dodge, and the body was so fast that he could only see a black shadow, and everyone thought that his position would be shot into the air, and then the bullets that continued to spill out in his hand passed through the center of the war monk's eyebrows, dragging a string of spiral blood arrows, spraying out from the back of the head.

The power of the double guns in his hand is extremely great, to be precise, it is extremely penetrating, and although the two double guns are modern workmanship design, but the body of the gun actually has the pattern of the ancient flutter, and the bullets shot are also long shuttle type, which is specially suitable for assassination, hiding behind the wall of the war monk, he does not look at it, raise his hand and shoot a shot, the bullet can easily penetrate the wall and shoot through the temple of the war monk.

From the very beginning of the vigorous gunfire, to now, the firepower has been more than half, the gunfire is not so dense, everywhere is the smell of blood and sulfur, and the side of the war monk, the man jumped on the wall with both feet, kicked on the contrary, quickly swept through the air, and at the same time the two guns fired, the four war monks did not have time to shoot, they hit the head one after another, fell to the ground and died, but the body was still spasmodic.

"Hey, hey, hey...... Hahahaha...... Is this the strongest army warrior monk of the Zen Xi Temple? I thought it was so godly, so refreshing! I have never been so happy!" The man landed, and at the same time his body rotated, spring-like shot out of the ground, rushing towards the two war monks who raised their guns to shoot, his speed was extremely fast, his body rotated in mid-air and flew forward, his hands swung out like a windmill, and the next moment, the two guns were one left and one right respectively against the heads of the two war monks, the two guns were carelessly corrected, the scene was frozen, the two war monks suddenly no longer dared to move, and the fear of death was like ice, from their spine to the whole body.

The man smiled and asked, what is the greatest charm of war?"

"Don't, don't......" muttered the two men, both recent war monks, who had experienced the previous scenes of slaughter and now imminent death, and the instinct of human nature made them beg for mercy. With the sound of gunshots, two streams of blood splashed out from the back of the war monk's head, forming a strange and gorgeous stream, like an open flower of death, and the two war monks knelt down from their original positions, slipped and fell to the ground, with two large holes in the back of their heads.

"The answer is wrong, the greatest charm of war is death!" said the man lightly, with a grim smile on his face.

The two new war monks of the same generation hid in the corner of the wall, witnessing all this in front of them, they almost couldn't believe it, but between so many ups and downs, a war monk team was almost completely wiped out, and the opponent was just one person with two guns, you must know that a war monk in the Zen Xi Temple was equivalent to two or three national elite troops, an elite troop troop, equivalent to seven or eight special points, just twenty or so people, and the team was wiped out in an instant, and the opponent was too terrifying.

Both of them belong to the warrior monks who are guarding the sky, and they are the new generation of war monks who were selected together this time, and Bu Yi came to face such a terrible and bloody battle, but the two of them were not afraid, nodding to each other in the corner, and then both turned out of the bunker, and the hands that were already extremely skilled * were the hands that they extended out, and the bullets shot out of the man at the same point.

The man smiled and calmly disappeared from their trajectory, moving strangely while replacing the two guns with a new bullet.

The vests of the two were sweaty, and it was clear that they were aiming at the route that the other party had to take and where they were, but they could easily dodge the other party, and he calmly replaced the two guns with a new round *, and the whole process was like a walk Qingxun* The bullets were quickly finished, and he quickly threw down the firearm, pulled out the pistol from between his trouser legs, and shot when he raised the gun.

The man in his crosshairs will instantly move to another position, and the man begins to raise the gun, shooting, touching, and the muzzle of the gun spews out smoke.

However, when he raised his head again, the man stood in front of him, the muzzle of the ancient silver gun in his hand against the door of his head, and the totem of the coiling dragon was carved on the barrel of the gun, wrapped around the body of the gun, with a kind of death-like sharpness.

"Ask, what is the first thing that comes to mind at this moment when a person is under the gun?" the man's cold voice sounded, and the corners of his mouth sneered. Time freezes, the atmosphere freezes, and even the smoke and smell of gunpowder are frozen.

"Glory!" The warrior monk who was pointed at had a calm face, kneeling on one knee, his eyes firmly looking at the man in front of him, and the scene was like a standard ritual.

"No!" Another person who was on the same page with him saw this scene and screamed in pain, they were friends, in such a place, it was rare, and in this world, it was also rare.

"If you answer incorrectly, you should think of death first. The man's sneer turned to a sinister grin, and the bullet fired. Blood protruded from the back of the monk's head, and his body slowly leaned back, and then fell to the ground.

His friend fell to his knees with a pop and burst into tears.

The man turned his gun and aimed it at him. However, his position was blocked by the cold face, and his expression was as cold as ever, as if it had never changed. The man fired two shots, but in front of him, the void and the weeping war monk on the ground had all disappeared. The man was stunned when the sound of quitting the sky sounded from behind him.