It's a simple but effective trap.

Serial Traps! Serial Traps!

When the cold wind suddenly woke up, a strong chill suddenly filled my heart! Almost instinctively, he suddenly fell to his knees and knocked down one of the servants standing beside him.

A bullet entered through the window on the other side, clinging to the body of the servant and the snow leopard dragon, rushing towards the cold wind that had just stood on the windowsill.

By the time the bullet arrived, the cold wind had already activated the defensive force field. The warhead, like the previous one, suddenly slowed down, and began to redden, deform, under the action of the huge kinetic energy, and finally broke through his defensive field, turned into a jet of metal, and shot at his chest.

The cold wind pinned his feet to the balcony, and his whole body suddenly fell to the side, allowing him to pass the deadly jet of metal. He reached out and tapped on a discarded power wire, and his body bounced back weirdly, still standing straight on the windowsill.

With a cigarette in his mouth, he was climbing up the drain pipe of the outer wall, when he suddenly felt a heat above his head, and immediately screamed badly, and suddenly jumped to the side and fell into the balcony of a house on the side.

Dozens of extremely hot metal droplets fell one after another, many of which landed on the spot where Rigore had just been. If he hadn't flashed fast and been touched by these liquid metal droplets, he would have lost a piece of flesh at the touch of it.

The cold wind stood upright on the balcony, and whether he was standing or sitting, he always maintained the demeanor of both a military and an aristocratic atmosphere. His face was frighteningly pale, occasionally brushing a sickly red, his lips were purple-gray, and large beads of sweat were falling from his forehead.

At the moment of blocking this bullet, there was a faint stinging pain on the side of Leng Feng's head, and this time the meaning was still conveyed: "Next time, I will definitely kill you." ”

In an abandoned office building a kilometer away, Su sat quietly on the exposed concrete floor, wiping the barrel of the gun after it was fired. The remaining glass curtain wall hangs outside the building, reflecting the skylight and also obscuring Su's figure. Su's side, there is a row of more than ten bullets, each of which is painted in a different color, representing different types of ammunition such as incendiary bombs, armor-piercing bullets, and high-explosive anti-personnel bombs. In Sue's mind, the map kept adjusting the angle, recalling every detail of the neighborhood.

The evening sun shines on the glass curtain wall, reflecting a large area of dazzling multicolored smoothness. Su knew that this intense light would last for a maximum of thirty minutes, and the entire city would be plunged into the deepest darkness.

Thirty minutes later, the last rays of light vanished the horizon on time, and the vast abandoned city was completely lost in darkness.

Standing in the middle of an alley, the snow leopard dragon looked up at the towering buildings on the left and right, silent. Leng Feng stood beside him, and his face finally had some tiredness that he couldn't hide, but he still had a smile on his face. Even Rigore, who had the easiest job, felt his body start to feel heavy.

The game of this chase is not easy, and the roles of the hunter and the prey are constantly reversed.