The entire floor was empty, except for the two Shura corpses that fell to the ground, the rest were probably nervously searching the remaining floors, and there was not much time left for them, how they determined the identity of the Shura God Emperor I don't know, I only know that the time left for me is even tighter, and I have to rush over before they find Xiaoxi. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

I sneaked into the second floor, where the two Shura's were leaning against the wall on the brightly lit second floor, and on both sides of the corridor were broken doors that had been violently destroyed.

I rushed out of the corner, and with the advantage of speed, I punched the man in black in the throat, and he swallowed the pain into his throat, and the other glared at me, and when I wanted to shout, I reflexively kicked and used too much force under the tension, and the head on the neck was kicked up by me, with a puddle of black blood. I quickly jumped up and grabbed it, and placed my dead head in the corner.

Then I looked up and saw a camera facing me.

"Damn, I won't be discovered!" I stared at the camera, and then crushed it, and nine out of ten couldn't hide, so I had to kill the car and the horse.

Sure enough, as soon as I arrived on the third floor, I heard the chaotic footsteps rushing down, and I bumped into dozens of strangely dressed Shura, fucking like a bad boy, with all kinds of strange hair, colorful colors, and jingling chains on their bodies, and everyone's face was full of "Lao Tzu is the best in the world" anger.

The leading guy was still holding a cigarette and wearing sunglasses, and at first glance he was the leading brother, he raised the shining soul killing knife in his hand and shouted: "Brothers, as long as you hold him for two minutes, everyone will arrive!" Don't be afraid, there are many of us! ”

Hell, you, let you have fewer people right away, I turned my hand, the black hole pointed the muzzle of the gun at a bunch of Shura, the bullets roared happily, and the Shura who was huddled on the stairs didn't expect me to be a god of death with a gun.

"I'll do it, he's got a gun!"

"Run, don't push me!"

"Help, hide!"

A bunch of Shura was in a mess, it was obvious that the quality was poor, the bullets exploded in turn, bursting out with black blood, and the smell of corruption filled the entire corridor, it seemed that there were no noble characters, I walked up while shooting, and the minions fell at my feet.

I could clearly see the trajectory of the bullet swinging, as if it was in slow motion, it was inserted into the neck of the big brother in charge, and the whole head was blown out, and it fell down the stairs without a blind eye, rolled to my feet, and I kicked it away.

The guy who turned and ran away was hit in the thigh by a bullet flying from behind, holding the remnants of his ass and wailing loudly, not afraid of wasting ammunition to send him a shot and end his life with regrets.

I walked briskly past the corpses, my shoes in the blood, leaving behind more than thirty dead souls, and the matter here had been discovered, and I couldn't delay.

As soon as I came to the third floor, the elevator door opened, my magazine had just been changed, and the sufficient bullets were screaming and drilling, and the screams echoed in the small space, and the eight Shura lives in the elevator were frozen in the palm-sized space, and they were silent, staring at me with unconvinced eyes.

"Hey, what's going on, Ah Chan replied!" There was a tone of "I'll give you a good look if I didn't reply" over the intercom.

"Hey, hello, Ah Chan is the one? Is that the green hair? Or the yellow-haired one? But it doesn't matter, it's all dead! I picked up the walkie-talkie and talked back.

"Who are you?" The other side was silent for a moment and asked.

Answering him was a gunshot and the walkie-talkie was blown off by me.

On the fourth floor, as soon as I pushed open the door of the safe passage, a group of fools rushed to their deaths, two guns set fire, and the shrapnel broke the wires, and after a spark, the entire stairwell was completely dark, and the bullets pierced the darkness with a deadly killing track, mixed with the smell of blood and corruption, and occasionally graffiti sprayed on the walls.

The head-hugging rats rushed towards the narrow door, but they were huddled together, and I easily let them go.

As usual, the voice came over the intercom: "No matter who you are, you wait for me, I must screw your head off!" ”

My actions have already made the other party very angry, and because I have greatly delayed their search elsewhere, a large number of Shura began to pour towards the experimental building, and I didn't have much time to reply to him, and I shot the walkie-talkie.

The lights on the fifth floor were like daylight, and as soon as I entered, I fired eight shots in a row, the faint time was misplaced, the bullet penetrated into the fragile flesh, and the eight Shura screamed and fell to the ground, the bullet opened a large hole in the abdominal cavity, and the internal organs flowed to the ground.

How many people came, killing dozens from the first floor to the fifth floor, plus other places, maybe hundreds of Shura, this scale of the Authority didn't find out, it's too unbelievable.

On the sixth floor, the harvest of life continued, eighteen Shura with sharp blades in their hands knelt on the ground, greeting death, there was a flame burning between the fingers and the trigger, and faith was jumping between the two.

White smoke came from the muzzle of the gun, the smoke of gunpowder scattered in front of my eyes, and eleven more Shura fell in a pool of blood in various tricks, and I kicked away the head that stood in the way, sticky under my feet, and by the way, I smashed the walkie-talkie that had been silent.

The eighth floor was in sight, there was an eerie silence, and I pulled out my phone to send a text message.

"Is it still there?"

"It's still there!"

"Coming soon!"

As I stepped into the eighth floor, a naked man with a katana standing in the middle of the hallway, the stench filling the air with a foul stench around the pile of corpses cut into several pieces, but he was so happy that he licked his mouth. Then he raised his head and looked at me with sharp eyes.

I squinted at him, among the countless smells of corruption, the smell that belonged to him was very light, no less than the master of the middle-aged uncle, and the pure bloodline could exert more power.

"Please allow yourself to introduce yourself, under Guo Peng, one of the eighteen generals of Shura!" He puffed his chest proudly.

"Oh, the daimyo has long been admired, in Xia Sumo, one of the 1,800 generals of the god of death!" I saluted him with the barrel of my gun.

"You're insulting me!" Guo Peng became angry, as if he was a particularly proud guy.

"Huh? No! "I scanned the doors of the labs on both sides, and they were closed, and it seemed that this level had not yet been touched.

"As a sign of respect for you, I killed all the people who wanted to escape, but in exchange for your ridicule!" Guo Peng's eyes were red, as if he was about to shed tears at any time, he was too proud to allow the slightest hint of disrespect.

"Well, you're not a walkie-talkie guy, don't sound like that!" I asked.

"That's Jin Yanyu, another Shura Eight General!" His tone grew colder, and my lack of attention made him unhappy.

"Okay, okay, it's troublesome!" I consciously cooperated with my ears to explore the location of Xiao Xi, and finally in the second room on the right hand I heard almost inaudible breathing, maybe it was Xiao Xi, since the location was determined, there was no need to talk nonsense with him, except for protecting the laboratory from affecting Xiao Xi, the others could be destroyed as much as they wanted.

The twin guns spew flames, and the high-speed rotating bullets attack with arcs, he is not incompetent, and the famous guys are not simple, this is not a game, dare to call the font name casually and will not die, only the powerful guys here can have pride, I think Guo Peng is this kind of guy.

Sure enough, his body was ghostly in the rain of bullets, and by the way, he swung the knife at a super high speed, and the gold bomb was quickly knocked away by his long knife, and in an instant I was dazzled by the shadow of the knife, and my hundred eyes have not fully recovered, I can't see clearly, it's a little difficult to do, this ability is really worthy of the title of "Eight Generals" with pure Shura blood.

"My ability is ......," he said with a weird smile: "You slowly understand!" ”

With that, he walked ghostly, almost in the blink of an eye, and the cold light of his katana stabbed me in the abdomen, fast, but not to the point where I couldn't dodge.

I saw a smug look in his eyes, and I wondered if something was wrong.

Sure enough, while I dodged his katana. Suddenly, he stretched out a hand behind his back and punched me in the chest, the extremely penetrating power made my bones that had only healed make a crisp sound again, the pain stimulated my nerves to contract, and I flew backwards quickly, fucking pride is his trick, Lao Tzu was calculated for no reason.

I was knocked upside down, but I didn't forget to return the shot, and with the blessing of unparalleled confidence, my bullets rushed to the ceiling, and then slammed down towards him.

"I've got you covered, too!" I half-squatted on the ground, kept pulling the trigger, and the muzzle of the gun continued to drill out bullets, as fast as a storm, and it was still far from the machine gun that Gu Yue Half-Monster said, but it would definitely work against this guy.

If I hadn't come with an injury, if I hadn't been suddenly attacked by his strange abilities, he might not have been my opponent.

The best way to deal with this kind of guy who can only fight in close combat is to keep shooting.

He was very fast, and although he was scrambled by the sudden turn of the bullet, under his ghostly figure, the shadow of the knife was like a mountain, blocking or splitting the bullets one by one, sending out a clanging spark.

But I pulled the trigger faster and faster, and the bullet sensed the command in my consciousness to speed up, and finally his right leg was grazed by the gold bullet when I had eight bullets left in my two guns, and the high-speed rotating bullet did not explode, but the flesh was charred, and I had a faint burnt smell at the end of my nose.

I stopped shooting, and there were eight rounds left, and he would never allow me to change the magazine.

Sure enough, he picked up two katanas and rushed towards me, three of which danced in front of him like a lawnmower spinning at high speed, trying to cut me into pieces.

It was so easy, the guns went up, followed by the sound of knives and bullets clashing.

The eight bullets were used up in an instant, and I saw him fly up with blood on one arm, and the eight explosive gold bullets that fused with my strong faith finally made a difference.

Guo Peng screamed heroically, and his body rushed towards me.

The three hands were really troublesome, I gathered my qi in my fist, and I struck head-on, and the fist containing full true qi broke through the air with a layer of ripples, and slammed into his chest, and at the same time I felt a chill in my lower abdomen, and a knife was inserted into my abdomen.