Mr. Mo and the others have the patience to confront each other, but the tyrant does not!

The stalemate lasted only two or three seconds, and the tyrant moved again. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Call!!

The violent wind swept past his ears, and the tyrant actually threw Zhang Yuanshan's shriveled head as a weapon! And it was thrown at Mr. Mo's face!

Because of his high concentration, Mr. Mo easily avoided it with a head-turning movement, while his eyes were still fixed on the tyrant.

However...... After a slight tremor on the ground, the tyrant rushed towards the ...... Ji Caiyi!

Mr. Mo's pupils shrank suddenly, it was too fast! Moving like thunder, like a storm!

I obviously saw the tyrant's thick giant hand smashing straight towards Ji Caiyi, but his body didn't have time to react! It was as if time had suddenly frozen, and only the tyrant was left to move normally.

Bang bang!!

Huge gunshots rang out again, and two small bloody holes appeared in the tyrant's waist.

Although there is a danger of injuring others by mistake, Mr. Mo can't control it so much, and if he doesn't stop the tyrant's actions as soon as possible, the casualties will be even greater.

In fact, Mr. Mo aimed at the back of the tyrant's heart, and the relatively large torso was better aimed than the head and limbs, but the error was still too large, and the projected trajectory completely shifted the target, only hitting the waist, leaving two painless wounds.

At this time, Ji Caiyi's head had already burst apart like a watermelon, and compared to Zhang Yuanshan's fully developed skull, Ji Caiyi's head was obviously not strong enough.

Mr. Mo's face changed slightly, not because of Ji Caiyi's tragic death, but because of the power of the pistol.

The power of the pistol was unexpected...... Weak!

If Mr. Mok had paid attention to it and looked up some information on the Internet, he would have found that the pistol was not as powerful as he had imagined, and that he had been completely misled by the pompous movie. In real life, many people survived several shots, and some of them even got shot in the head.

In the final analysis, a pistol is just a weapon of self-defense, and most of the killings depend on luck to see if they can hit the key parts.

However...... What about the key parts of the tyrant?

Covered in a potentially tough stratum corneum with thick muscles that are much thicker than normal, it would be nearly impossible for a bullet to penetrate the muscles or injure the internal organs or spinal cord. Moreover, it may not be useful if you are injured!

It was super difficult to hit the head, and it was useless to hit the body, and for a while, Mr. Mo's pistol was useless.

To make matters worse, however, the tyrant seems to sense that the pistol poses little threat to him. The tyrant was only shocked by the loud sound of the pistol before, and the reason why he killed Ji Caiyi first was because she was the weakest among the people present, so try Mr. Mo's reaction by the way.

If Mr. Mo didn't attack with a pistol, the tyrant would only think that this thing in his hand was dangerous, but he couldn't be sure how dangerous it was, and there would still be fear in his heart.

Now, the tyrant who recognizes the power of the pistol will be even more unscrupulous!

A lot of times, it's the unknown that is awe-inspiring, like an unfired pistol; Sometimes, what is known can bring the same fear, such as...... The strength of the tyrant!

Because he can't communicate, he can't be sure how high the tyrant's wisdom is, and it is estimated that he is not inferior to ordinary people. But power is not as ethereal and elusive as wisdom, it is tangible. The wreckage lying on the ground, the shallow footprints on the floor, and the bent iron rods in everyone's hands all announced its existence.

Now, there is no way out for the people, and the tyrant is full of murderous intent towards them, as if he wants to kill them all, and they cannot be killed by the neck. It is inevitable that the two sides will fight to the death.

Although the speed was nowhere near that of the tyrant, the crowd still reacted. At the same time as Mr. Mo opened fire, the four of them quickly covered up and killed.

Compared to the overwhelming decline before, it is much better now, and Mr. Mo's arrival gives them a slim chance of winning. As long as you can create the right opportunity to use the pistol, you may not be able to take out the tyrant.

The first to attack was Forty-Seven, and his usually kind face was already full of cold killing intent!

The stick is like a snake, and the bucket is twisted and twisted!

Forty-seven pairs of sticks are also slightly studied, the sticks are as agile as the wind, violent as rain, and full of power.

However, as far as the tyrant is concerned, the set of things that are used against people is useless, although the attack speed is fast, the strength is insufficient. He directly ignored Forty-Seven's attack, and with a wave of his hand, he slapped straight at Forty-Seven.

When the palm shadow was approaching, the other three also killed.

He Liming, who was holding the longest iron rod, swept over, slightly changing the trajectory of the tyrant's attack, and seeing the bad situation, the forty-seven and one short bodies narrowly avoided the tyrant's attack.

Liang v. Quan and Xiao Qiu attacked the tyrant's up and down the road, and the stick was extremely powerful!

Even if the offensive on the other side was not exhausted, the tyrant still had the strength to reach out and block Liang Suquan's powerful blow. Only two muffled thuds were heard, almost simultaneously, and two iron rods had fallen on the tyrant, one in his arm and one in his waist. The tyrant's body was shaken by the huge force, and he couldn't help but take a step back.

Liang Suquan and Xiaoqiu are both the kind of people who are born with divine powers, and they are like a thousand powerful people when they swing out with a stick. However, for a tyrant with a huge size, it was just equivalent to pushing him, and as for the pain, he was the same as other zombies, no!

The four of them split up and fought with the tyrant. The shadow of the stick flew over, but it barely blocked the tyrant's attack.

This level of melee combat is not something that Mr. Mo can participate in, compared to the four people who besieged the tyrant, his melee combat ability is a notch lower.

Forty-nine and He Liming have undergone extremely rigorous training, and there is naturally no need to say much about the strength of close combat. Xiaoqiu's strong strength, Mr. Mo also knows, and it is not a problem to beat him. And Liang Suquan, although he has no professional training, and he doesn't even have daily exercise, he is extremely talented, has amazing combat instincts, and is born with natural divine power, and he is so strong in general!

The offense and defense between the four of them are extremely smooth, and Mr. Mo's addition will disrupt this rhythm.

Therefore, when the four of them fought the tyrant desperately, Mr. Mo stood aside and did not come forward to help. However, he did not intend to do nothing.

At this moment, Mr. Mo put down the spear in his hand and turned to hold the pistol in both hands, aiming at the tyrant in the battle circle. This is not over, Mr. Mo also injected consciousness into the pistol, but this action unexpectedly made his head dizzy and almost fell to the ground.

Compared to the previous consciousness-infused items, the pistol's structure is too delicate, and it takes more consciousness to cover each part individually. Although he had previously discovered that something with a complex structure would consume more consciousness, Mr. Mo didn't expect the pistol to be consumed so quickly, and he couldn't last a minute at all!

With a few slight movements of his body, Mr. Mok quickly adjusted his posture and tried to achieve the best shot.

Not daring to be distracted from other things, Mr. Mo's face was calm, and his attention was completely focused on the pistol in his hand and the tyrant in the crosshairs. For a moment, everything in front of him seemed to slow down, and every movement of the tyrant fell into his eyes.

Like a beast unfettered, the tyrant frantically attacked the four of them, easily forcing them into danger.

After more than ten seconds, Mr. Mo finally seized the opportunity to attack, and immediately made a decision and decisively pulled the trigger!

Bang bang!!