"Alright! This is something you don't want to do yourself. ”

Civilization closed the call.

"It's almost time."

Night in Nevada always comes early. It's not that the earth is spinning fast here, it's that it's sparsely populated.

How rare is it? Even men and women who are looking for fun and burrowing into the woods don't come here. Who has only heard of "drilling into groves" and "drilling cornfields", who has heard of "drilling into deserts"?

Even if the English girl who is addicted to sex comes, she won't drill into the desert. Do you really think that there is a diamond underneath her, which can be compared to the hardness of sand?

The only humans who will come here are humans who play "Death Peek-a-boo".

Now, civilization is.

Although the bullseye is just a special forces' combat power, not a civilized opponent, there is still a process of "hiding" and "finding" in peek-a-boo.

Divine thoughts have long been turned into radar when civilization is heading towards the desert.

Don't look at civilization chatting with cats, he's actually just adjusting his mood, after all, he hasn't killed anyone for a long time.

Moreover, there were a bit more people coming this time.

They wore night vision devices and hid in the dark one by one, and their qi and blood surpassed ordinary people, and it seemed that they were preparing a welcoming team for themselves.

Civilization casually walked into the desert and began to walk into the depths, and those people also began to move quietly, forming a situation of encirclement of civilization.

After about ten miles into the desert, Civilization stopped, because he already felt that there were more than thirty people who had formed an encirclement posture against him, and there was no need to lure him anymore.

"Since you're here, why don't you come out?"

Wenming said to the darkness that he wasn't going to play any tricks, he just needed to get rid of the bullseye now, and then inquire about the whereabouts of Jin He, and kill him as well.

No way! Since he has already offended, he naturally has to die. Civilization does not have the habit of sleeping in the middle of the night and being machine-gunned.

"Sure enough, you have the guts."

Three or four seconds after the words of civilization fell, the more than 30 people walked out of the darkness, today's night is not bad, with the help of the faint moonlight, civilization also saw clearly, these more than 30 people are fully armed, holding assault rifles, wearing body armor, and night vision goggles on their heads, is there any need to be so professional.

Nima! But Chinese!

"Are you the bullseye? It doesn't look like anything special. ”

Civilization looked at the leader of this group, according to Wade's intelligence, the bullseye should be bald, and there are marks on the head, but this guy obviously has hair, could it be that the bullseye has a hair transplant in this world?

"You don't need the bullseye boss to deal with you personally, those who know each other will surrender, or take your corpse back."

The other party's words surprised Wenming,, something went wrong here, the bullseye didn't come, and Wenming wanted to scold his mother, are you playing with me.

"FXXK, you scum, where is the bullseye?"

Civilization is a little angry. Although according to the rhythm of the general story, civilization should start with small minions, minions - small bosses - bosses - big bosses, and fight at the first level.

But the problem is that civilization has no experience to fight these bastards.

If he could, he would even be willing to brush it up, appear in front of Jin He, and kill him.

And he can live his life with peace of mind, the story is over.

But Bullseye, this bastard, was so disrespectful that he didn't come.

Nima! I waited for two days for the news to spread, and I went deeper into the desert in the middle of the night, why!

"Surrender obediently, and you will be able to see the bullseye boss, and when the bullseye boss is done, you will be able to see it tomorrow."

The other party said.

The other party spoke, in order to be simpler, Wenming originally wanted to surrender and then follow the other party to find the bullseye, but he didn't expect to wait until tomorrow, and the reason why he waited turned out to be that the bastard of the bullseye was actually snapping.

Nima! Here I drink the wind and the sand. Nima is actually having fun?

"Damn, you all deserve to die, let me waste so much time, you go die."

Wenming only felt that a very famous song sounded in his ears - you are the wind, I am stupid.

"Do it, kill him."

Realizing that civilization was about to make a move, the guy immediately gave an order, anyway, there was no saying that he wanted to live, so the same was true for the dead.

Nevada is a much better place than New York, and no one cares how many people die.

The people who surrounded the civilization were all experienced in battle, and when they heard the order, they immediately opened fire, forming a cross-fire network that not only covered the middle area, but also did not hit the people on the opposite side.

But this is nothing more than a judgment of common sense.

Because of the manual of civilization.

Ding, ding, ding......

The impact of the fingers against the metal caused the machine gun bullets to deviate from their proper path. It is true that the initial velocity of the bullet is related to the amount of bullet charge, but whether it is a heavy machine gun or a light machine gun, the rate of fire is not as fast as that of a submachine gun, and the caliber of the bullet used in the machine gun is large, but the power is large and the range is long, while the power of the submachine gun is small, because the caliber of his bullet is small, the range is not far, and the power is not as good as that of a heavy machine gun.

So even if the power of civilization is suppressed, he can bounce pistol bullets, and he can also bounce airgun bullets.

So they only fired one round, and then stopped shooting, because their eyes in their night vision goggles had lost their luster, and then they saw their accomplices fall one after another, as if they had encountered ghosts, and surrounded civilization so close that civilization didn't need to aim at all, and stray bullets alone were enough to kill.

Some people couldn't stand it and wanted to run away, but as soon as they turned around, they all fell to the ground, and in the end, only the leader was left.

"You, don't come, don't come."

Seeing that his subordinates were all dead almost instantly, this little leader's legs were weak and he could barely stand, he was also a cultist, he regarded civilization as a demon, a demon who killed people in the night.

Unfortunately, his instincts were right. Civilization does possess demonic powers, although he does not use them.

"Say, where is the bullseye?"

The cold voice of Civilization made the little leader even more frightened, and the gun in his hand trembled and could not hold it steadily.

"I ...... I don't know, the order given to us by the bullseye boss is to catch you and bring you back to our stronghold, I really don't know anything else, don't kill me, I don't want to go to hell. ”

His instincts constantly tell him that civilization has the power to send him to hell.

He...... Guessed it right again. It's a real hell, not an extension. The civilization that practices the demon crossover naturally has the coordinates to send him to hell.

Honestly, this guy's instincts are really good!

It's just that this intuition is a little delayed, if he had activated it early in the morning, the skill--intuition, there would have been no such disaster at all, wouldn't it.