Jiaming destroyed the transformer, and the light in the villa without lights was very dim, but this was enough, these outlaws had already been scared to death, and I am afraid that there would be no more combat effectiveness.

"Whoever can kill him, I'll give him 1 million!" The bald head that escaped by luck yelled at more than a hundred of his subordinates.

There are far more people in the villa than the dozen people in the room just now, those people are more high-level figures in the gang, and most of them are not as effective as these gang thugs.

"Click" bursts of shotguns, the sound of rifles being loaded, these guns are military firearms bought through the arms trade on the black market, and they are very lethal.

The attraction of money to these outlaws can even make them forget everything and take risks, in their opinion, no matter how good their opponents are, they will not be able to compete with more than 100 people on their turf.

Jia Ming checked the rooms along the corridor, but he didn't see a person, in fact, this villa is far bigger than Jia Ming knew in the security room, the villa has a special dark floor and room, where is the place where they gather.

"Pong! Disheveled! Disheveled! Jiaming shot at the wall on the left-hand side, and at close range, the Colt pistol could easily pierce through the floor and shoot the person hiding behind the wall.

The sound of bodies hitting the ground, Jia Ming shot three people through the wall, although he suppressed the sound of footsteps, but he still couldn't escape Jia Ming's ears. In such a quiet room, even the slightest sound of footsteps can reveal one's position.

Jiaming slowly approached the end of the corridor along the wall, which was a "T" shaped corridor, and if there were people hiding on both sides of the corridor, it was easy to sneak up on people who were approaching.

The muzzle of a gun sticks out from the end of the corridor, and the smoke and projectiles instantly cover the entire corridor. The M37 shotgun is so powerful that it can easily shatter entire walls.

There are two types of shotgun projectiles, a single-headed projectile or multiple small projectiles, and the wound caused by a single-headed projectile in the human body is a "permanently damaged tissue cavity" with a large width and depth.

The wounds caused by multiple small warheads are either "penetrating wounds" or "infiltration wounds", which occur because the muzzle of the gun is at a certain distance from the human body when fired, and the warheads spread when they enter the human body, causing multiple tissues, including nerves, blood vessels and bones to be injured at the same time.

This kind of injury is often more damaging to the human body and has a quicker effect than a penetrating injury. Penetrating injuries occur due to the fact that the muzzle of the gun is fired very close to the human body, and the warhead penetrates directly into the human body and organs.

Since the launch area of multiple small warheads is larger than that of a single-headed projectile, the penetrating wound caused by multiple small warheads will be more severe than that caused by a single-headed projectile.

The gunman who fired suddenly used a shotgun with multiple projectiles.

Hundreds of shotguns can cover half a square meter of space, and the projectiles cover almost the entire corridor, and anyone who doesn't dodge it will be beaten into a blood-stained sieve by this dense rain of bullets.

Jiaming jumped up violently, kicked on the left wall, turned over, dodged the dense rain of bullets in the air, and drew his samurai sword in his right hand to complete the slash the moment it landed.

The silver light of the samurai blade flashed in a crescent-like arc, and the samurai sword slashed through the gunner's right shoulder, slashed out from the left abdomen, and slashed dozens of the gunner's ribs, including the extremely hard molybdenum steel barrel of the M37.

The samurai sword was just an ordinary tungsten steel forged by folding, and the sharpness of the blade was far from enough to cut a dozen bones, but Jiaming made up for the lack of the blade with the speed of the slash, and the speed of the slash was so fast that even the gunman's body was cut off before he felt the pain, and the body began to separate when the right leg stepped out.

"Boss, three more died, they were shot by the wall, his marksmanship was so accurate, several brothers were blown off just by showing their heads!" There was a cacophony of intercoms, gunfire crackling like firecrackers, shouting, screaming, and cracking walls.

"More than a hundred of you have been suppressed by a pistol? Are you all pigs? No matter how strong he is, he can't be killed together? "Bald head scolded! He was really angry, no matter how strong this person was, even if he was a Da Luo Immortal, more than a hundred guns could beat him into blood-stained minced meat!

"There's no way at all, his marksmanship is too accurate, and he's too nimble to lock his position at all! Oh, my God! He rushed straight over! The voice in the walkie-talkie stopped abruptly, the walkie-talkie fell to the ground and shattered, and when he saw Jiaming, he subconsciously wanted to escape, but was hit in the head by a ricochet and fell.

Jiaming rushed directly to one of the rooms, there were only a dozen people here, and the gunman was frightened by Jiaming, who suddenly rushed into the room, and shot indiscriminately, and the dark species shot and killed many of his own people indiscriminately.

No one dares to turn on the lights or lasers on their rifles, and those who turn on the lights and lasers will shoot the bullets in the direction of the light at the moment of illumination, knocking out the light source and piercing their bodies at the same time!

As far as the eye could see, the entire villa was littered with corpses, crimson blood was splashed all over the smooth walls, marble floors, and the smell of blood in the air was disgusting!

These outlaws have killed people, but today they feel like they are in hell, like lambs to murderous demons!

Although it is not appropriate to describe this group of outlaws as lambs, they have long since lost the will to fight under the crushing of Jiaming, and they are like lambs praying to God to let this demon leave quickly. If they could, they even wanted to call the police and ask the police uncle to come and save them.

The bald head hiding in the basement no longer knows what to say, surrounded by sides, interspersed with roundabouts, crossfire, fixed-point sniping, all the methods he can think of, he instructed his subordinates to do it, I feel that this no longer wants to be a group of people encircling and killing one person, but more wants to be commanding a battle that must be lost, the firepower of dozens of people is suppressed by a pistol and he does not dare to show his head, and no one even sees his appearance clearly when he kills so many of his subordinates.

The sniper was blown off his head by an inexplicable stray bullet before he could find his target.

Jiaming held the samurai sword behind him, stabbed into the wall casually, the blade passed through his chest, and the heart of a gunman who was clinging to the wall was directly pierced, he didn't want to sneak up on Jiaming, but he was frightened by the terrifying scene in the villa, hiding in a room, just clinging to the wall of his body to amplify his heartbeat. Jia Ming could hear that this heartbeat was not from Lin Yueru.

Subconsciously twisted the handle of the knife to break the heart, "Bang! The blade was broken, and only the handle was left in Jiaming's hand, and the blade was stuck in the wall, but the knife of ordinary material could not withstand the force of twisting the handle stuck in the wall.

Jiaming raised the gun, thought about it and didn't shoot at the wall, his heart was pierced, if he chose to pull out the blade, he would die of blood flowing all over his body in a few seconds, if he didn't pull out the blade, the blade would slowly cut the heart with the beating of the heart, maybe ten minutes, maybe a few hours in pain and despair to die.