Battles between capable people are full of unknowns and variables, which makes the results always full of absurdity and bizarreness. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Especially among the high-level abilities, there is no one who is truly a fool. It's just that everyone calculates with each other, and the collision between scheming and scheming often inspires a future that makes people laugh and cry.

As for Griffith, who has a hairless mouth, Bearny Buja Cardin doesn't pay much attention to it.

It was rumored that the old-fashioned and serious old man Chalunkun had died at the hands of Rhine and him, and every time Nebujia heard it, he scoffed at it—there were so many ignorant people in this world, and they didn't know what the concept of a sixth-order capable person was.

Fourth-order kills sixth-level, are you guys funny?

And in fact, if the other party really has the power to kill or kill Chalunkun by force, this battle doesn't need to be fought at all, and it can't be fought like this. He was the first to kneel down and lick the boots of the masters.

Swear by the keen insight of the iron-blooded executive who is known for his side of the genma, this Griffith, he is only a fourth-order at most. And such a young fourth-order powerhouse was rare in Nebujia's memory.

"I really don't call this so-called genius species at all—"

Thinking of this, Nebujia had already removed the submachine gun hanging from his waist. He pointed his gun at the sky above him and at the thin figure.

Even without Meng Dan's assistance, he actually owed the slightest fear of the man standing on the roof.

Moreover, now surrounded by Nebugar are the guards he has personally trained. Everyone has the combat quality of the world's special forces, and after all these years of training by Nibujia to his targeted counter-ability, it is impossible to say that this so-called Griffith, who is boasted of by public opinion, will be turned into ashes by these little treasures of his own, with a salvo.

As for Meng Dan?!

Something icing on the cake!

Fighting a group, Griffith didn't do it after being reborn, but playing so many high-end goods at one time still made the big demon feel the pressure clearly.

But now, he has no choice, he is surrounded and blocked, and the big demon doesn't want to be directly shown.

Besides, thinking of the poor sons of the Black Masked Mercenary Regiment who were bullied to the doorstep of Rongcheng, Griffith was like an old father who guarded calves, and his chest burned with anger.

However, anger is anger, and the reality is that there are so many people on the other side, and each of them looks like tigers, and it seems that they really can't beat it......

As he was thinking like this, the corner of his eye swept in vain to the gloomy flash reflected from the corner of three or four hundred meters north of the building.

The big demon's eyes blinked innocently, and his head thought of the meaning of that light in a thousandth of a second. Then in the next second, his face changed wildly in an instant, and his body immediately fell down.

"Grass, sniper, shameless!!"

The trajectory of the sniper's elongated bullet streaked across the sky, passing past where Griffith had previously stood.

And with this gunshot, the thermal weapons in the hands of many elites on the Xuanjian side roared at the same time.

The residential buildings chosen by the big demon temporarily are not high, and these arrogant and lawless guys even threw a grenade bomb with their bare hands......

The explosion rang out on the top floor of the attic, and in the middle of the floor, the residents who had not evacuated screamed, and some people ran out of the door, hunched over and frantically dialed the police.

Griffith crouched behind a bunker and looked down cautiously, but as far as the eye could see, in the noise, an RPG dragged a thick black smoke butt and slammed directly into the corner of the roof of a residential building. The violent explosion instantly lifted off a quarter of the roof. The aftermath of the explosion shook the glass above the attic and cracked, sending a rain of crystal clear stones down in the air.

The car parked downstairs was 'woo-woo-woo' with alarm bells, but the noise was even louder. Griffith trotted behind the edge of a building, and the man standing downstairs fired a burst of gunfire at the roof of the building.

The top floor, still smoky, was littered with stone chips, stray bullets carved into the stone, and then someone picked up the bazooka and gently pulled the trigger.

In the midst of the intense flames and explosions, the top floor of the attic was directly blown off.

There were a few families living on the top floor, and the fish in the pond were affected, and they were blown up like pieces of paper, and they flew out lightly......

The undead were burned through their skins and cried out in despair on the rooftops of the open air.

When the flames spread all over her body, a little girl who was burned walked out of the door and fell to the ground with her bare black and chapped feet, her body stuck in the middle of the security door, and she never moved again.

Nebugar frowned as he looked at the top floor of the bungalow that had been wiped out to ashes in an instant, his expression not relaxing in the slightest, and the midday sun was cast into the eyes of the people from above the floor.

In vain, in those bright backlights, Nibujia seemed to see a silvery-white horse, and along the arc of the light, the serpent-like stinging pierced through.

The eyes of the man-bear executive widened suddenly, and the butt of the gun in his hand struck at him. The silver chains collided with the dark cast-iron butts, and sparks slashed together.

However, although the chains were deflected by the Nebujia block, this is a metal weapon from the higher planes with its own unique life form, and it is so easy to dismiss.

I saw that after he was blocked by Nibujia Kadan, he took advantage of the situation to turn a 30-degree turn and shot directly through the **** holding the bazooka soldier behind the executive officer.

The iron guy weighing dozens of pounds slammed into the ground with a choked sound, and the screams of the man behind him even drowned out the chaotic gunfire.

Nebujia didn't look back, and the chains transmitted a feeling of turbulent power in the afterglow of his palm. His eyes widened, and the sparks that came from the occasional contact between the chain and the barrel of the gun bloomed in front of him, and the man looked in the direction of the end of the chain without saying a word.

"Come on, let's do something ......fun," he muttered to himself.

It didn't take anyone's command to do so, and all of them spontaneously fired brass bullets into the darkness at the end of the chain.

The echo of the steel being broken down and rebounding suddenly resounded in this dilapidated old city, and the alleys paved with bluestone slabs looked like an old quiet passerby in the afternoon sun, with the vicissitudes and warmth of Jiangnan.

The black shadow 'rushed' out of the storm, the black T-shirt unfurled in the wind, and he spilled from the east to the south, but before long, he was beaten into a sieve.

White cotton wool and feathers spilled out of the black shadow's body, floating slowly in the sky. Nebujia subconsciously pursed his lips, and then the next moment, someone shouted to remind everyone:

"Dummy!"

The sound was followed by another shadow that was silent.

While all the golems were drawn to the puppets made of pillows, sheets, and Griffith's jacket, Griffith jumped from the hidden treetops behind a Genma flank soldier who was shooting at the puppet with a gun.

The chains of the Dark Cave were like vines that grew around the soldier's neck, and the demon tugged at the ends of the chain with one hand, leaning the soldier back on his shoulder.

Griffith dragged the man back quickly, and the soldier's Adam's apple ripped by the thick cold locks, and his eyes rolled a little.

But the big demon moved like the wind, his steps were light and agile, and the trajectory of his movement was not straight, which looked a little weird and uncomfortable.

By the time everyone reacted, he had already walked some distance with the soldier.

The elites on Genma's side turned their guns around, and Griffith shrank his head and hid behind the soldiers. Then he heard the strong executive, who seemed to have muscles stuffed in his marrow, order in an indifferent voice:

"Crossfire ......"

"Kill him."

Gunfire erupted, and the connection between the order and the executor seemed to pause for not even a second. Griffith ducked behind the man, and then heard the sound of bullets piercing through leather, and the hostage in his hand swayed like bacon in the wind, swaying from side to side, and was riddled with holes in the rain of bullets.

"I'm so ruthless, is there any humanity......"

"My comrades-in-arms are fighting."

Griffiths took advantage of the fact that the human body had not been pierced under the protection of the body armor, and the whole person walked quickly, and flew a few bullets with a dark grid, but Kwon Jichi's black sunglasses were knocked away and scattered into parts.

He jumped over a female wall and quickly disappeared outside the encirclement.

However, this is only a small prelude to the start of the massacre, and everyone knows that the feud that has accumulated between the two sides in the past few months is about to be finally understood today.

The people standing here are all avengers who will not give up, there is no so-called forbearance life, only tenacious death and more tenacious survival.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the Genma Side Administrator named Nebujia to order people to surround Griffith from the paths in all directions.

In the small low old city, he had made some preparations, but at this time he was not worried that his soldiers would not be able to stop the famous executioner.

The man stood in place and looked at the place where Meng Dan and Liang Qiu Zhizhi had disappeared, and his brows wrinkled subconsciously, as if he was hesitating, but after a second, he glared at him and spat heavily on the ground:

"The guy who has more than enough to lose......"

Because of the 'banishment' of Liang Qiuzhi and Joseph Rhein, Griffith finally escaped after an unexpected encirclement.

But the people on the Xuanjian side have been brewing for months, or even years, for this plan, and they can be said to be prepared.

So, not long after Griffith escaped from the encirclement, the other side followed like wolfdogs.

Thankfully, Griffith had previously flown through the air with a hang glider, and his condescending view gave him a comprehensive overview of the old town.

At least with the super memory of the big demon, he knows where the peak of the flow of people is during this time period.

Across the road from the two streets, two Genma side elites walking together were approaching this side while observing the pedestrians on the road left and right.

One of them was an ability, probably the peak of the second order. This one wears a pair of heavy black gloves on his right hand, which frequently attracts people's attention in this hot summer.