The magazine said: "So, you tied a string to the trigger in advance, and when he got the gun, you pulled the string here and beat him into a sieve?" ”

Li Renjie said: "No way! You are like ghosts, and I can't see you, so if I don't do this, how can I kill you?

Killing one is one less threat, and killing a pair is two less threatening. ”

On the other side of the magazine, he said, "And now?" Your gun is gone, your magazine is gone, how can you kill me? All you need to do is put the magazine in my arms, and even if you have a gun, you don't have any bullets, and holding a submachine gun is no different from a burning stick!

I'm different! You can't see me, it's only a matter of time before I'm going to kill you! ”

Li Renjie said: "You don't think that I can only kill people with guns, and not kill people with other things!" ”

The other side of the magazine smiled and said, "What else would you use besides killing people with a gun?" ”

Li Renjie said: "This! As he spoke, three throwing knives appeared in his hands. He threw it out with all his might, and the three throwing knives flew straight to the magazine.

The handle of the knife is not the magazine, but the upper, middle, and lower directions of the magazine. The three handles flew to the target, and a human figure flashed in the air.

The man said, "You...... You'll also make throwing knives! ”

Li Renjie shook his head and said, "It's ridiculous, as if I can use a flying knife, what an incredible thing!" To tell you the truth, I've dropped my sniper now, and I'm mainly using throwing knives! ”

With a flip of his hand, three throwing knives flew upside down from the corpse and fell into his palm.

He flipped his palms together, and the knife vanished.

Li Renjie came to the room where the Qingren server was installed, and called the keyboard man again: "What's the matter?" ”

The keyboard warrior said: "Everything is normal, in another hour, the data will be copied." ”

………… Dividing line ............

Warren had been waiting for more than half an hour in front of the No. 27 elevator, and there was still no sign of the elevator running. At this time, his body surrounded many people, all of whom had heads and faces, and could command thousands of troops.

The corners of his eyes jumped, and he said, "Don't stay here, go to the roof!" ”

The men took the order and went to the roof.

On the rooftop, Parker felt sleepiness set in again. He let out a long yawn, pulled his throat, and said, "Don't hide your clothes, if you have the ability, we don't need guns, let's have a fist-to-flesh fight." ”

Those who were hiding behind the covert and were afraid of being blown into a pulp by a heavy machine gun were tempted by this. However, they still hid behind concealment, not daring to come out.

Of course they do

God knows if what Parker said was true or not. However, instead of eating bullets from heavy machine guns, it is better to have a fist-to-flesh fight with Parker.

Someone shouted, "We're willing to fight your fist-to-fist and foot-to-foot, but what if we come out and you shoot us with heavy machine guns?" ”

Parker said, "You're afraid I'll shoot you with a heavy machine gun?" What the hell, I'm afraid you'll shoot me? In this way, let's make a poisonous oath that no one is allowed to use a gun, and whoever uses a gun is not a human being, and will enter the eighteen layers of hell after death. ”

The people of the Three Kingdoms believe in the next life, and the next life will definitely be able to be reborn as a high-caste person who lives a carefree life, and no one wants to enter the eighteen layers of hell after death and fall into the six realms of reincarnation.

Someone immediately swore that they would be willing to engage in hand-to-hand combat with Parker.

The power of example is endless, and it didn't take long for everyone to swear that they would be willing to fight Parker with their hands in hand.

Parker was not stupid, he removed a door as a shield and used an iron rod with a thick arm as a weapon.

Shields can block small arms fire, and iron rods can sweep through armies.

As soon as he appeared, he saw that his opponents were all barehanded, and immediately threw his shield and iron rod to fight with the people on the roof of the building.

Of course, he is slapping and kicking, these two kung fu in his hands, can be described as invincible, invincible. Even so, he did not go behind enemy lines, and stood near his shield and iron rod all along.

In the unlikely event that the enemy breaks his promise, he wields light and heavy weapons. He can pick up the iron door as a shield at the first time to block the bullets that come from the rush.

and then use the iron rod as a weapon, and beat the enemy to hug his head and run away, crying for his father and mother.

When the follow-up troops caught up, they were dumbfounded when they saw the scuffle on the roof.

I wanted to use a gun but didn't dare, I was afraid of hurting my own people. Standing like this, he was unwilling to see the melee between the enemy and us, so he had to abandon his light and heavy weapons, rushed forward, and started hand-to-hand combat with the tent.

There are more and more enemies!

With Parker's strength, there is no problem with one block of hundred, it is very difficult to block two hundred with one, and there is almost no chance of winning with one block of three hundred.

What's more, he blocked four hundred and five hundred, and the number was still increasing.

When chopping, he can still pull a half catty and eight taels, and after a long time, the tiger can't fight the wolves, so he can only end up being knocked over by the enemy.

The more he straightened, the harder he struggled, and the more he felt that he couldn't last long.

A thought floated in my heart, could it be that this time I was going to be defeated and I couldn't return?

It is a good result that the defeat can be returned, but I am afraid that there will be no way to return, and the enemy will die here in the spirit of ants eating elephants.

This thought was a little fleeting, he only felt that this fight was really happy, with one enemy against hundreds, throughout the ages, who else but him.

He shouted, "Rejoice! "The attack is more urgent!

It doesn't matter whether you win or lose, the key is that you have a good day. In this life, there are several opportunities to enjoy it like today's generation.

………… Hello everyone, meet again, I'm the gorgeous dividing line............

The hall master found a chair in the hall and sat down, only opening one eye every ten minutes. When he opened his eyes again, he suddenly found that there were many unfamiliar faces in front of him.

He didn't know any of these people, but everyone had a fierce look on their faces, and they weren't good things at first glance.

The hall master doesn't have to guess, he knows that the person who wants his life is coming.

Then he saw another person.

He knew this person, at least seen in photos, and knew that he was the boss of the Red Devils.

The Boss is usually the last to appear, and the Boss shows up, proving that the Red Devils are all here.

The other party was all in full position, and his hands were still in his arms, so it could be seen that they were all armed with weapons.

The hall master will run away!

The hall master is not a timid man, and he will definitely fight the Red Devils for 300 rounds in the future.

Even if the other side is outnumbered, this battle is useless.

But according to Plan B, he could only flee, and he could not flee anywhere else, but to the roof.

As soon as the hall master moved, the people of the Red Devil Gang immediately moved.

Inside the Hydeba shopping mall, there is a spectacular scene.

One person is on the run, and hundreds or thousands of people are chasing him.

The guests were all stunned, not knowing what these people were crazy about, whether they were a threat to themselves. When I saw that these people all rushed into the safety staircase, I suddenly felt safe and relieved.

Hydeba Mall has returned to its former prosperity.

At this time, the most boring thing is the Mourning Star.

He's not like Parker, who blocks hundreds, or even hundreds.

He is not like the hall master, who is chased by hundreds or thousands of people alone.

He is even less like a peacemaker, who seems to have nothing to do, but he is playing a big game of chess with the chief of the Bombay Police Headquarters.

He didn't do anything, and he didn't even know what he could do.