Karachev has a lot of strength, and of course he is very conceited, otherwise, he would not dare to come to Lingjiang.

Encountering the fire of the ninja group, he was very angry in his heart, and he was not afraid at all in the face of the shuttle bullets, and he didn't even go to find cover, but occasionally rolled and jumped to avoid the bullets, and in an instant he found an opportunity, and his actions were like thunder, and he solved the enemy with lightning.

He was wearing body armor to protect important parts, and although the impact of the bullet on his body was strong, it did not make others unbearable.

Ivanov, who was in the central control room, saw the fierce gunfight in the corridor, felt a tightness on his back, and said secretly: "It's crazy, this guy is really crazy, aren't you afraid of being killed?" He hurriedly dialed Andre. Pknovsky's phone call to report to him what had happened.

Andre. Pknovsky thought for a moment and refused to send reinforcements.

Because once the people of the crime club are dispatched, they are equivalent to exposing themselves, even if they eliminate Okamoto and others, they will naturally become obvious targets in the eyes of others, and they will be passive everywhere.

The reporters and spectators who had just poured into the hall ran out like a desperate person, and this panic infected everyone, and quickly spread, spreading far and wide, and people ran everywhere along the entire long street.

Karachev's abilities are indeed very strong, his body is more flexible than that of a tanuki, and when his arms are shaken, he is like a long whip. Seeing that his finger trigger was pulled, he made a snapping sound, and directly hit the member of the ninja martial arts group who had just leaned out of his upper body on the right side of the corridor and was about to check the movement.

The man was shot in the eyebrows, his eyes were round, and he didn't make a sound, and he fell to the ground with his head up.

Okamoto was anxious and burst into a shout in Japanese language.

Then, there was silence at the end of the hallway.

Then several katanas crept out from behind the wall.

Karachev pulled the trigger one after another.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Katana swords shatter one after another!

"Click!" Karachev pulled the trigger, and there were no more bullets in the magazine.

"Yahi should be!" Okamoto let out a loud shout, causing the killer to rush out and quickly eliminate Karachev.

The members of the ninja group acted in unison, some rolled out, some cats bent on their waists, and some rushed forward sideways, occupying the corridor, upper, middle and lower, and bullets were fired continuously.

In the face of such a dense barrage of bullets, Karachev raised two arms, blocked his head, and half-crouched.

Twenty or thirty bullets hit his body, but most of them were blocked by body armor, and there was no penetrating wound, only the right ear was not well protected, and the bullet punched a hole in the pinna.

Okamoto and the others' bullets were almost consumed, but I didn't expect that this guy was tightly guarded, and his physique was also a strong pervert, and the bullets that bounced off his body almost knocked the wall into a sieve, and the person was not dead.

Karachev drank heavily, spat in his mouth, and scolded in Chinese: "Bo Liuqi! Then he rushed out like an angry beast.

Karachev's whole person was like a speeding train, with the roaring of the wind, rushing to the front of the ninja group, leaning his body nearly forty-five degrees, dodging the katana's horizontal slash, and knocking a member of the ninja group into the air.

The man's body was slammed against the wall, and it took a second before he fell.

"Yaga!" Okamoto's scalp was numb, he touched his head, and waved vigorously at his subordinates.

One of the members stood behind Karachev and pounced forward like a hungry wolf, and with a single blow of a knife in the air, he slashed at the main artery in Karachev's neck.

Karachev felt the strength of his palm, but he turned his head sideways, and the knife slashed straight at his shoulder.

The members of the ninja martial arts group are all trained masters, and the strength of their hands can crush bricks, crush marbles, and split on people's shoulders, which can directly lead to comminuted fractures of shoulder joints.

However, Karachev was slashed, but nothing happened, but it was as if he had been scratched, and his shoulder muscles shook violently.

The member felt as if he had been clicked, and his wrist and bones were connected to his arms and upper body, and his bones felt numb.

Karachev grinned, his arm flung out horizontally, the move was very simple, but the speed was fast, and he made a crunch as he wore his clothes.

The hairy arm smashed into the man's chest like an iron rod, and the body of one hundred and sixty pounds flew out like a cannonball, and after rolling to the ground, his eyes were already dizzy, and his mouth was open, like a fish dying of thirst, breathing desperately.

Two broken katanas slashed at Karachev's head, Karachev raised his arm to block, the arm muscles vibrate, and the broken knife ejected, and two more punches were blasted, and the fists directly penetrated the bodies of the members of the ninja group.

If the strength is very strong, you can directly knock people away. It can penetrate the human body, and the strength required is stronger and faster.

Karachev is like a god, God prevents and kills God, Buddha blocks and kills Buddha, plus body armor, there are few weaknesses on his body. In the blink of an eye, two more members of the ninja group fell to the ground and died.

And several black market fighters who followed Karachev also joined the battle to help at this time.

Okamoto changed his magazines and fired repeatedly, killing two black market fighters before turning the gun on Karachev.

At this time, Karachev had just turned the thigh of one of the killers and used it as a stick, and after knocking down the two of them, the gun went off.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Karachev's body flashed, his steps were fast, and when he stopped, the quilt on the left side of his head broke a piece of skin, and blood flowed.

Of the four shots at close range, three were dodged.

Seeing that he was shot and not killed, Okamoto was very nervous and asked, "Are you a criminal organization?" How can you break the agreement, our enemy is the Birds, it is hell! ”

Karachev twisted his eyebrows, muttered a few words in his mouth, because of the language barrier, he couldn't understand what Okamoto was saying, his legs slammed into force, and rushed towards Okamoto, the wound on his head completely angered Karachev.

Okamoto's right leg seemed to be loaded with a spring, and a whip swept out, and the wind hit Karachev's head, and at the same time, his right hand reached the back of the waist before pulling out the gun.

Karachev was short, his leg whipping his hair and sweeping him through Okamoto's crotch, his shoulder hitting Okamoto's crotch and carrying him up.

Okamoto had already touched the gun in his hand, but a wail came out of his mouth, and his face turned green in an instant.

It felt like putting two eggs on the board, holding a sledgehammer, knocking it down hard, the yolk splashed, the hip bones were about to be shattered, the whole person's stomach cramped, the mouth was sour and bitter, the cold sweat was swishing all over the body, and the body was soft.

Karachev threw him to the ground, and Okamoto fell to the ground, his spine like a broken stump.

In Karachev's bloody performance, all the members of the ninja martial arts group in the corridor were solved one by one.

Although some people are still alive, they no longer have the ability to do their hands.

Karachev gasped in pain, walked to the bullet-ridden elevator, knocked on the door, and turned his gaze to the monitor in the corner.