ASP baton, also known as ASP baton, full name ASP tactical baton, is a retractable tactical weapon specially designed and manufactured by the American Armed Systems and Procedures Corporation for law enforcement forces. ASP is the English abbreviation of the company.

The ASP Tactical Baton is produced from tough, high-quality space steel and alloys that are finely rust-resistant for a strong and reliable finish. In addition, some ASP tactical batons even incorporate the function of electric batons, which can instantly release an electric current that can incapacitate people when hitting the human body. The black-chrome heavy-duty ASP tactical baton in Luo Hao's hand belongs to the kind with current.

Standing at the top of the stairs, Luo Hao raised his eyes and looked at the militants gathered on the staircase platform, and a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth, "Do you think you have the life to take that money?" ”

"Kill him!" Several militants who had already rushed up the stairs and were relatively close to Luo Hao shouted loudly at the others around them after recognizing the figure standing in front of them.

The militants who were awakened by the roar raised their weapons one after another, but before they could attack, Luo Hao's body moved.

At first, the militant with an AK-47 automatic rifle in his hand only felt that his eyes were flashing, and then the ASP tactical baton, which was in the dark with blue arcs beating from time to time, smashed down on his head.

"Bang!"

The militant's head was immediately smashed out of a hole by the black tactical baton in Luo Hao's hand, and blood poured out of the smashed hole. In an instant, the other party's entire face was dyed red, and the bloody face stained red by blood looked extremely hideous and terrifying in the darkness. The militants, who had been hit in the head, immediately fell to the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

The tactical baton, which has an electric current, makes a hairy "ziz" sound because it is stained with the blood of the other party.

"Kill him!"

Stimulated by the high bounty, the remaining militants quickly overcame the fear in their hearts and raised their weapons again with a roar at Luo Hao, who was standing on the stairs.

Luo Hao, who was on the stairs, narrowed his eyes slightly, kicked his feet the staircase steps, bent his left knee, and slammed into the chest of a militant facing him, pushing him against the wall of the staircase.

"Wow!"

The militant, who was hit by Luo Hao and broke three ribs and suffered heavy lung injuries, opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the black hood of his head, but before he could open his mouth to exhale pain, Luo Hao used the dragon tooth saber in his hand to draw a blood line on his neck comparable to that drawn with a ruler.

"Whew!"

Blood arrows shot out from the neck of the militant who had severed his carotid artery, leaving a demonic red on the snow-white walls.

Releasing the militants who had been pressed against the wall by themselves, with a bellows-like sound coming from their throats, and never having a chance to survive again, swung their tactical batons with arcs of lightning in their hands towards the stunned enemy on their right.

"Bang!"

Under Luo Hao's full blow, the tactical baton directly smashed the opponent's entire side face, and after rolling down the stairs, there was no sound.

In the three clean attacks, three militants fell to the ground, which made those originally fierce militants feel frightened and hesitated to continue to move forward. However, when those militants hesitated, Luo Hao did not intend to give them a chance to breathe, so he took the initiative to stick up and attack those militants.

Luo Hao, who was dressed in black, was like a ghost shuttling in the dark, with the dragon's tooth saber and tactical baton in his hand, with the pace of movement under his feet, he kept attacking the militants on the stairs and on the staircase platform.

"Bang!"

"Whew!"

……

The sound of tactical batons and dragon tooth sabers cutting muscles was mixed together, and every time Luo Hao made a move, a militant would inevitably fall to the ground. The militants who fell to the ground were either killed or wounded, losing the strength to continue to get up.

"I'll kill you! Kill you! "The only militant left on this level, the one who had been terrified into two groups, desperately raised his AK-47 automatic rifle and pulled the trigger.

"Dada......"

The sudden burst of fire from the dimly lit staircase marked the fear on the militant's face. However, at the moment when the militant pulled the trigger, Luo Hao bent his legs and lowered his body to avoid the muzzle of the automatic rifle in the opponent's hand.

Luo Hao, who dodged the strafing fire of the militant AK-47, waved the tactical baton in his hand and hit the opponent's calf.

"Click!"

With the crunching sound of broken bones, the militants, whose lower leg bones were broken, sank uncontrollably and fell to their knees.

Looking at the militants in the dark, half-kneeling on the ground, with painful faces on their faces, Luo Hao's face was full of murder. Pushed by the explosive force of his legs, the whole person jumped on the spot, the tactical baton with a blue arc dancing in his hand was raised high, and then slashed down at the militant who was half-kneeling on the ground.

The electric shock and the breaking of the left calf bone had completely deprived the militant on the ground of his ability to dodge, and he could only watch in horror at the black ASP tactical baton that fell towards his head.

"Bang!"

Under Luo Hao's full blow, the forehead of the militant who was half-kneeling on the ground was smashed and dented on the spot, and his eyes bulged like frogs. Blood gushed out of his mouth, nose and ears.

Although a series of quick and ruthless attacks knocked down nearly ten militants around him, Luo Hao did not take it lightly, because the string of gunshots just now had attracted all the militants who had just rushed into the outpatient building downstairs.

Listening to the hurried footsteps downstairs, Luo Hao unhurriedly put away the dragon tooth saber and tactical baton in his hand, and took out the cigarette case that was only half left from his clothes pocket. Pop a cigarette out of the cigarette case and stuff it into your mouth, light it, take a deep breath, and let the spicy smoke swirl around your lungs before slowly exhaling it.

With two successive movements on his feet, he picked up two AK-47 automatic rifles that fell to the ground, held one in each hand, clamped the butt of the gun with his arm and body, stabilized the barrel of the gun, and then stood at the top of the stairs like a god of war. If it weren't for the cigarette butt that flickered from time to time in his mouth, others wouldn't have been able to distinguish Luo Hao, who was dressed in black and almost blended in with his surroundings.

Those militants who rushed upstairs in a hurry saw Luo Hao, who was standing at the top of the stairs with a cigarette in his mouth and two AK-47 automatic rifles in his hands, was stunned at first, and then his face was full of horror, and he ran downstairs at a faster speed than just now!