673. Chapter 671: Suicide Bomber

"Bang!"

As soon as the three little devils made a move, a red thing exploded from the corner of their eyes, blood splashed everywhere, their faces were a little warm, the air was full of blood, and another person was shot in the head, they didn't expect the other party to shoot so decisively, and they didn't even hesitate, as if it was a conditioned reflex to their movements, as if they could act without thinking.

"Ahhhh

The little devil roared, and he didn't know if it was to give himself courage, or because of anger, speaking of which they did make up their minds to die, but who would refuse to live if they had the opportunity to live.

Zhang Han always had an incomprehensible smile on his face, suddenly turned around, raised his left foot and spun in place for half a circle, dodging the opponent's gun, and then a lightning-fast roundabout kick directly hit the opponent's neck.

"Bang."

With a thought, the little devil's head was tilted and flew out like a rag doll, and the other little devil instinctively felt the great danger, took a quick breath to control his beating heart, took two steps back and raised the muzzle, just about to shoot, he saw a flash of golden light, and the muzzle of the golden thorn rose was already aimed at himself.

The two muzzles pointed at each other, but no one fired, a violent murderous aura rose from Zhang Han's body, the other party actually felt a burst of weakness all over his body, and the strength to move his fingers was gone, the man in front of him was undoubtedly a god of death from the depths of hell to him, as long as he wanted to, he could harvest any life at will.

"I advise you to put your gun down, and then answer me some questions, although I can't guarantee that you will survive, but at least you will die without pain."

A drop of cold sweat slipped down the opponent's nose, his head kept trembling slightly, it seemed that he had lost the courage to continue to resist, he was not afraid of death, but who knows what would happen after being captured alive.

"Have you figured it out? I can give you five seconds to think about it. ”

Zhang Han couldn't see any emotion on his face, staring at the other party's eyes, as if he had already seen him as a corpse, a corpse that would not have any chance of survival.

"Five...... Four...... Three ......"

This little devil has lost his judgment, and the finger holding the trigger has no strength at all, and he came back to his senses when he heard Zhang Han count, and looked at the corpses all over the ground, as well as the companion who was kicked away by Zhang Han's roundabout kick, but did not die, a fanatical expression appeared on his face, and his facial features were distorted.

Suddenly! The other party moved, and quickly pulled a rope from his waist with his hand.

"Poof......

A puff of white smoke came out, and the thick and pungent gunpowder smoke quickly spread, Zhang Han scolded,

"your Emperor's father! Also learn others to play suicide bombers. ”

The other party raised the submachine gun and pulled the trigger on Zhang Han, and a fierce high-temperature flame erupted from the muzzle, which was mixed with a deadly bullet and shot out.

"Dada......"

The muscles of Zhang Han's whole body tightened violently, his knees were slightly bent, his hands swung at 45 degrees, and he only felt a strong wind howling by, and then the submachine gun in the little devil's hand stopped shooting 7, and his eyes glared out of fright, white and round, and looked twice as big as usual.

I opened my mouth wide, but let alone make a sound, I couldn't breathe in a breath, and my heart was beating wildly because of lack of oxygen.

"The little devil of the grass and mud horse, the shameless thing for the face."

Zhang Han scolded, the muscles of his right arm tightened violently, and the naked eye could see that the muscle fibers suddenly gathered together, followed by a "click" sound that made the scalp tingle.

The little devil's arms were weakly thumped, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his head was tilted to the side in a very strange posture, Zhang Han felt the weight in his hand sink, and then did not stop, and the other hand stopped and lifted the body of the little devil, ran forward, slammed the window by inertia, and then quickly lay down.

As soon as the body of the little devil touched the window, the glass was shattered, the inertia of flying out had not disappeared, and when the corpse did not fall, suddenly an explosion came, a ball of fire rose into the sky, and the mushroom cloud formed by the huge smoke covered the sun, and the terrifying and dangerous air wave turned all the remaining glass that was not broken into slag, and the deadly broken glass was scattered like grenade fragments, and the shock wave caused an obvious shock to the radius of one kilometer!

Outside, a ball of fire mixed with human body fragments, the goddess fell down like a scattered flower, all kinds of human tissues, arms, fingers, eyeballs, intestines, heels, skulls with hair, and even the little devil's little Ding Ding flew everywhere, the walls outside the closest floors to the explosion point were stained black and red by smoke and blood, and the people who had woken up screamed and ran to the place where they felt safest, and those who were brave did not forget to call the police immediately.

Zhang Han got up from the ground and didn't forget to scold when he looked at the messy scene outside.

"Damn, the little devil is disgusting, and he doesn't forget to destroy the environment when he dies."

The entire window has been completely scrapped, not a single glass is left, and the instantaneous shock wave pushes the things in the living room back, forming a shape with the window as the center and spreading around, and all kinds of furniture are turned upside down.

At this time, the door of the master bedroom was carefully opened, and a head poked out of it, Fang Xinsheng looked around, relieved and scared at the same time, he didn't expect the living room to be destroyed like this, if he walked a few steps late just now, he would definitely die.

"Mr. Zhang!"

Fang Xinsheng followed Wei Baoliang, Ren Rongchang and Sun Yishan over, the three of them looked at Zhang Han and frowned, Zhang Han said,

"What do you want to do, have a special hobby to solve it yourself."

Sun Yishan didn't say anything, stretched out his hand and pointed to his shoulder, and then Zhang Han found that he had a five-centimeter-long broken glass inserted in his left arm, which must have been exposed when he lay down just now.

I felt a sharp pain when I reached out and pinched it, but I still had that calm expression on my face, as if the glass was stuck in someone else's arm.

Seeing that Zhang Han wanted to pull it out, Fang Xinsheng hurriedly said, "I'll come......"

Zhang Han nodded, "Be quick with your hands and feet, don't be grinding." ”

Fang Xinsheng glanced at Zhang Han, took out a handkerchief and paddled it, the glass was inserted quite deeply, and he didn't move when he tried for the first time, and Zhang Han, who was in pain, complained loudly.

"Dean Fang! Are you going to do me a favor or torture me? ”

Fang Xinsheng smiled awkwardly, then went up with his two hands, and exerted his force violently, "hiss", it sounded similar to the sound of tearing off the fabric, and a few drops of blood splashed on Fang Xinsheng's face, and he didn't have time to take care of it, so he immediately threw away the broken glass and helped Zhang Han cover the wound with a handkerchief.

"Vice Mayor Sun! Do you have bandages at home? ”

"Yes!" Sun Yishan didn't dare to delay, he immediately went to the bedroom, and then walked out with a first-aid kit, took out a bandage from it and handed it to Fang Xinsheng.