Chapter 233: Hunting Objects Appreciation

At 10 p.m., inside the speakeasy, called "Fate", the deafening sound of music made the old buildings above tremble.

In front of the bar sat some drunks who were sobering up, and dog men and women who couldn't wait to come and have a shot. When they watched Shen Ming and Wan'er walk by, they couldn't help but take a second look, because Shen Ming was wearing a shirt, and the gun pouch hanging on his body and the spare ammunition on his waist were exposed.

Wan'er was even more hideous, not to mention the blades, there was a Nepalese scimitar hanging next to her two thighs, and at first glance it was not a good man and a woman, so frightened that everyone couldn't help flashing to both sides.

Shen Ming came to the aluminum door and knocked. A small window opened in the iron door.

“Кто？ (Who)" the fierce-eyed doorman asked in Russian.

"Убогатогочертдетейкачает (Money makes ghosts grind)." Shen Ming also replied in Russian, and casually handed three hundred-dollar bills through the window.

"Дурак!меньшесмотретьсериалы (Idiot... Watch less TV series). The doorman is also disciplined, you keep the money to buy a coffin... (A painstaking proofreading voiceover: How do you translate the word "festival?") The concubine can't do it... The doorman spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm in the banknote, threw the money out of the small window, and closed the window with a click.

"Let me do it, your trick won't work." Wan'er sighed and pushed Shen Ming aside, stood at the door, and knocked on the door again.

The impatient doorman opened the window, already with a pistol in the other hand, "Тыменязаебалнахуй, хочешьумереть (Are you annoyed with me, do you want to die)?" ”

I saw Wan'er pull out an alloy Nepalese scimitar next to her thigh, the red veins on her arm bulged, and the mechanical steel heart was activated, and she had to lift the blade upwards at once, nailing through the aluminum-wrapped door in front of her, just past the crotch of the doorman inside, and the curved blade tightly pressed against his groin, making his whole body stick to the door and unable to move.

"Disciplined doorman, now you only have two choices, either your hand lifts the lock up, or my hand lifts the knife up, which one do you prefer? (Sure enough, the number of words is not easy to make, it is really difficult to translate, don't make up for it) "Don't look at Wan'er's petite and exquisite, threatening people is more ferocious than Shen Ming."

The doorman didn't think about it at all, and hurriedly opened the door, and the arrogance just now was completely gone.

"I'm looking for 3 Russian kidnappers, they have very special skills, have you seen them?" Shen Ming pressed the doorman against the wall and asked coldly.

"I don't know, I'm new here, it's all Russian guests." The doorman raised his hands and said sincerely.

"Looks like I'm the only one to find, thank you." Shen Ming stretched out his hand and pinched the doorman's neck, and the tall doorman immediately fainted and fell to the ground. Wan'er closed the door with her backhand, and the handle of the door lock was directly broken, and now if there is a fire, no one will want to escape.

"By the way, they don't look like kidnappers, how can you find them?" Wan'er wondered.

"They are characterized by their tallness, and the other thing is that they shoot in a way that is not at all as ferocious as humans, and they are a little hypnotized, or they have the feeling of taking too many drugs. I think, with our talents, it's still easy to recognize. Shen Ming turned around and led Wan'er down the aisle to the inside of the bar.

As soon as the curtain of crystal beads was lifted, Wan'er and Shen Ming only saw that in the huge bar, both men and women were wearing a set of gray robes, and they were all holding half-arm-long machetes in their hands. Even though the DJ's dance music was deafening, their eyes were staring at the two people who came in.

The hands of these people, men and women, were not holding wine, and the bright red liquid in the glasses emitted a pungent smell of blood.

"What is this subject? Could it be that today is Vampire Night? Shen Ming untied the holster, took out the python revolver, and held it in his hand.

"Hey, didn't you say there were only 3 kidnappers? It doesn't look like a good person here......" Wan'er warmed up with two Nepalese scimitars in her hands, spinning freely in a circle.

"Looks like we've come to the right place." When Shen Ming sighed, more than 50 people in a bar, whether they were bartenders or DJs, all fell from the cuffs of the robe, each with a half-arm-long sword.

"Guys, I'm here to find someone, not to kill someone, you kidnapped my friend, hand him over, and we'll leave immediately." Shen Ming coldly warned in Russian, one person threatened more than 50 people......

"They don't seem to understand human speech." Wan'er watched the DJ jump off the stage, the bartender also flipped out from behind the bar, and everyone put down the blood drink in their hands and gathered towards the two. In comparison, the doorman who opened the door honestly just now was really cute.

"You're making the wrong choice, you're no match for us at all, don't move where you are, or I'm going to shoot." Shen Ming felt more and more like a policeman.

Suddenly, a woman on the right suddenly jumped up, and it was hard to imagine that she could be like a grasshopper wearing 14 cm high heels, jumping two meters and slashing towards Shen Ming.

Raising his hand was a shot, and the python's large-caliber bullet knocked the woman to the ground from the sky, and her entire right shoulder was blurred with flesh and blood, and broken bones were splashed out.

Not to mention people, even if the tiger is shot like this, it should become a meow, Shen Ming just wanted to use this shot to threaten again, but the woman didn't even scream, and stood up with her right hand to support her body, and the left shoulder, which was still bleeding, was completely ignored.

"What's wrong with this guy? Hanging or zombie? Wan'er was also stunned.

"Painless?" When Shen Ming spoke, the woman changed her hand to a knife and slashed it again, and at the moment of consent, many guests in the audience rushed up with machetes in their hands, and the scene was like "Three Kingdoms Warriors Zombie Edition" Shen Ming and Wan'er fought more with less, saying that they would not kill, but the uniform was more wasteful of energy. These monster-like opponents, whether they were shot in the shoulder or shot in the abdomen, didn't even have a buffer to hum, and directly stood up with Brother Xinchun or smeared with Indian divine oil, brandishing machetes and slashing indiscriminately.

Wan'er even saw a guy who had been disemboweled, leaking her intestines downwards while continuing to attack.

They have no cooperation, no rules to speak of, and the killing of slashes is purely instinctive. Most of the time, the blades that were dodged slashed directly at their companions, but these guys didn't hurt or itch and continued to attack.

Shen Ming and Wan'er were covered with blood after a while, but they didn't belong to them, Shen Ming's revolver combined with physical skills to kick out all the besieging butchers and keep the space for movement.

Wan'er was originally chopping hands and feet, but these guys can still crawl and attack when they fall to the ground, and God knows if they will be infected with some strange virus when they are bitten?

Impatient, Wan'er pulled out the throwing knives on her body, and her arms wrapped in bright red veins turned into piledrivers, nailing them through their bones one after another, and hitting the attackers to the floor or wall like bacon.

These guys tried to break free but couldn't move, so they could only reach out and dig into the hilt of the knife that had fallen into their bodies, their fingers locked into the flesh, and the blood would not stop like a pillar.

"Are these guys still human? It's so annoying... Can't chop off your head? Wan'er kicked all four front teeth of a guy in front of her with a roundabout kick, and the guy turned 720 degrees in the air, smashed a wine table and fell to the ground.

"It doesn't feel like anesthesia, or hypnosis, or you can't kill." Shen Ming insisted on this.

"Your sister's... My Chanel skirt, compensate me..."Wan'er regretted coming a little, and finally chose a beautiful dress, which was already stained with blood in less than 3 minutes, presumably it could not be washed again, and the two knives in her angry hands were reversed, and a 360-degree rotation knocked the 4 people who rushed up to the ground.

And just when the fight in the bar was in full swing, in a European-style restaurant in the middle of nowhere, there were 12 men and women sitting at a long table, and the chief was a peacock wearing gold wire glasses. As for the General Staff, they stood in front of a huge electronic screen and acted as a commentator.

What is playing in the picture is nothing else, it is the picture of Wan'er and Shen Mingli fighting the demons, and the 12 people in front of them are also well-informed, looking at the scene of broken limbs and blood flying everywhere, they are not moved at all, and some people are still eating supper.

"Ladies and gentlemen, as you can see, the target of this hunt ...... Shen Ming, Nirvana for 10 years, is good at long-range sniping and crisis handling ability, belongs to the micro-evolutionary, the biggest feature is the body with zero recoil, which makes his shooting talent strengthened to the greatest extent, you can also see, he can complete 6 consecutive shots of the revolver in 1 second, and he does not lose accuracy, which is no longer something that humans can do.

Of course, his most powerful thing is the reverse scale that my good friend insect master added to him, which is his right hand.

Once, the peacock had scrapped that arm, which could not be repaired by modern medicine, but now it is more flexible than ever, and its unit output is beyond the limits of human beings. Once it is reversed, its strength is no less than that of a peacock's black unicorn. ”

"Is this the guy who killed our old man?" At the dining table, a red-haired beauty used the same red mechanical arm to eat a steak, "It looks very weak, it doesn't look like an old man's opponent at all." ”

"Phoenix, are you doubting me, or are you doubting the statements of the General Staff?" Peacock asked in a calm tone.

"Hey, let's say it's a hunting event, and everyone has the right to speak freely. Why, do you really think you're going to be a president? Another handsome man with long blond hair leaned on his cheek with one hand and chuckled.

"Canary, put away your hostility, if it weren't for the peacock presiding over the overall situation in time, would we have a chance to sit together and chat now?" A bald-headed monk wearing a huge Buddha bead and a wa-style robe.

"Kunpeng, are you a peacock dog? Speaking for him like this, you must know that the person who covets the position of president the most is this guy who has always pretended to be a good person. The canary said mercilessly.

"Everyone, don't be impatient, don't forget our agreement, whoever wants to be the president is right, and whoever doubts is not a problem. But in the end, the one who can become the president must be the one who killed that kid.

The 12 of us here are the only remaining killers in Sakuraku who have the ability to compete for the chairmanship, and the rest of our colleagues also support us in running for the chairmanship.

I fought against Shen Ming, so I naturally had an advantage in battle. Peacock chuckled, "So I specially asked the General Staff to help you prepare such a 'hunting object appreciation meeting', so that the information you have is fair, so that everyone will stand on the same starting line in the next hunt." ”

"Don't say that you are the same as a saint, who doesn't know that kid stole your bride, to put it bluntly, you just want to borrow our hand to get rid of your shame." Phoenix looked at the TV screen lazily, "Didn't you say that this kid's reverse scales are very dick?" These miscellaneous fish can't be forced out, what should I do? ”

"Don't worry, the tasting I arranged is not so simple." Tomie Ito put his hands behind his back and laughed loudly.

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