Killer No. 7 is a first-class master, the room he lives in, located on the seventeenth floor, the curtains are drawn so tightly, it is by no means shy to show people the buttocks, but the vigilance in the killer's consciousness, beware of the cold gun outside the window,

Although he knew that he was still thousands of miles away from the battlefield of the mission, and the opponent was thousands of miles away, he still grabbed the hair of the woman under him at lightning speed at the moment when the curtain fell, covered himself with a ** body, rolled out of bed, and lay on the floor.

The body of this ** woman blocked the bullets flying in the rain for him, and he took this opportunity to dodge, when Haisha wanted to aim at him again, he had lost his previous opportunity, and at the moment, Haisha aimed his gun at the double-digit killers who came with the number seven killers,

Killer Seven reacted quickly, but the five killers who traveled with him were not as vigilant as him, one of them knelt on the bed with his hair scattered, grabbed the plump ass of a hotel girl with both hands, and slammed it desperately,

The fast-speeding warhead, before it burst out of the chamber, wanted to shoot towards the white-skinned bald head covered in tattoos, but this guy's consciousness and reaction speed were extraordinary, and Haisha couldn't catch him in time, so he had to deflect the T-shaped line slightly to the left.

Vigilant against the relatively weak killer, he only cares about brute force venting, and his temple facing the glass window instantly becomes the target of the bullet sprint.

The moment the huge glass window burst and shattered, the killer who performed the escort task seemed to shake the ends of the hair that covered his eyes, his head was raised to the right, and the whole skull was like a coin bounced by his thumb, mixed with the splashing blood, and rushed towards the door.

The hotel's white sheets, as well as the snow-white big buttocks that the girl pouted to cater to, were suddenly covered with scarlet blood spots, white cream-like brains, and scalp dandruff stained with hair, densely packed with a large area.

The excited hotel girl turned her head to see the scene behind her, her frightened eyes were enlarged, and she let out a piercing scream, she shook her ass with all her might, broke free of the hands that the killer grabbed on her round ass when he died, jumped out of bed like crazy, and ran towards the door of the guest room, the sticky dirt splattered on her ass was sliding down her thighs, a wilted condom, still caught in her fat groin, flicked like a small tail,

However, she ran naked, and as soon as she brushed the second bed, a bloody hole appeared on her soft and white back, and the seventh killer lying on the ground stopped her noise with the bullet of a heavy pistol.

"Whoosh, whoosh." The sea sand fired four bullets in a row, and the other four pirates who followed them all had their skulls open, and they all died almost at the same time.

"Killer Seven seems to have crawled into the bathroom against the floor." His right hand was also looking at everything in the hotel and spoke, as soon as the words fell, he didn't know where to take out a sniper rifle, and with a bang, a bullet burst out,

Lin Zifeng looked at him and didn't say a word,

The right hand lost his right hand, but he shot with his left hand, and the crosshairs were always good,

"Hehehe, seeing this little girl's marksmanship, I also came up with this idea, so I also bought a sniper rifle, hoping to help, but these sniper rifles can only deal with killers who have not practiced Iron Bone Flow and Cloud Bu Flow, and those killers in the future, bullets are no threat to them." The right hand said,

Lin Zifeng nodded, he deeply knew the power of the iron bone flow and the knife drawing flow, as well as the terrifying speed of Yun Buliu, and the perverted state of flying in the air, however, the No. 7 killer in front of him obviously did not practice up and down these two styles, so he had a certain fear of the bullets of Haisha Haisha,

is like the law enforcement team in the Wolf Tooth Army, don't look at their amazing speed and killing people, but their own defense is terrifyingly low, and a bullet can end their lives.

However, they also cultivate the sword flow, and the true space makes up for this shortcoming.

In the guest room, the hotel lady who was pulled out of bed by the hair of the No. 7 killer was in tears, she covered her mouth with one hand, restrained herself from screaming, and at the same time was coerced and trembling to hang the curtains.

Haisha saw that it was a woman, and he didn't shoot for a while, but at this time, his right hand suddenly pulled the trigger, and the bullet fired instantly exploded the left breast of the girl, and the impact force caused her to stumble backwards and lie on the carpet, and the blood quickly spread from under her, rapidly rendering,

That girl can't survive, even if she closes the curtains, which will be very unfavorable to Lin Zifeng and the others, the No. 7 killer will still kill her, and both the right hand and Lin Zifeng know this, so the right hand unceremoniously shoots,

"Fuck, not like a man at all." The right hand actually didn't want to kill an innocent woman, but the number seven killer forced him to do so, and he didn't even have a chance to hurt the girl, and the number seven killer was going to kill him eventually, so the right hand gave the woman a good time, but he was annoyed,

Lin Zifeng was secretly happy in his heart, there was already a festival between his right hand and these killers, and now it seems that the No. 7 killer finally gave his right hand a reason to kill him.

There is some density under the rain, for the Beilu Hotel, it is just a broken glass, even if someone hears the sound of broken glass, at this time period, they don't bother to pay attention to it, unless, as his tenant, the seventh killer stands in the hotel corridor and complains loudly,

After the glass shattered, the bullet flew into the guest room again, hitting the wooden bed covered with a thick quilt, and the noise produced was not as good as the ** sound from next door, the seventh killer killed the hotel girl who screamed and wanted to rush out of the room, just to avoid scratching and attracting other people, he was Du Tianxing's secret killer, and he didn't want the news here to leak into Du Tianxing's ears, in that case, Du Tianxing would admit that his mission had failed, and the other killer would come to kill him in the next moment,

Five minutes later, someone noticed the abnormality here, and immediately rushed to the door of the Beilu Hotel, and the No. 7 killer hiding in the upstairs room should also be aware that this is not a good sign for him.

"Hmph, this guy has a lot of arm strength." The right hand was still aiming at the sniper rifle, and said coldly, in the sniper scope, the big bed that the No. 7 killer had just turned over was moving towards the door.

He wanted to use the bed board to cover and get out of the guest room, because the hotel security was about to come up, the weapon of Killer Seven was hidden in the bathroom, he wrapped his rifle in the sheets, and finally climbed out of the guest room and turned into the corridor behind the cement wall,

"Let's go, those people will soon find out that the source of the attack is at the top of the mountain, and if these guys are surrounded, it will delay the time to hunt down Killer Seven." Lin Zifeng glanced at this side from the binoculars, and at the same time as Lin Zifeng finished speaking, Haisha had quickly squatted up and skillfully loaded the firearm into his back pocket.

"Right hand here, watch the situation here, if necessary, get rid of some things that hinder our plans, and Haisha will go with me to hunt down Killer Seven, he is now like a bird with a bow, and the best time to hunt him down."

Haisha and his right hand both nodded, and then Lin Zifeng looked at Haisha, and the next moment, divided the left and right wings, and ran towards the Beilu Hotel in the form of buffalo horns, and found his traces in time after the No. 7 killer climbed out of the building, and found his traces in time, he must be killed tonight,

Facing the drizzle, Lin Zifeng grabbed the two heavy pistols in his hand, ran all the way down the hillside, and when he reached the foot of the mountain, the raindrops falling from the night sky made a crackling sound, and the water became stronger.

And now, running in the concrete forest, chasing and killing a very dangerous character, however, fortunately, with the help of Haisha, the certainty of victory will be much greater, and now Haisha already has unimaginable combat effectiveness for ordinary people, since Mauritius, she has been following Lin Zifeng to fight between humans, but Lin Zifeng knows deeply that if Lin Zifeng and Haisha are careless, or extremely unlucky, it is also very likely that they will be killed by the No. 7 killer.

Lin Zifeng ran quickly, quickly crossed the guardrail of the mountain road, the rain kept pouring down, the small shirt and hat covering his head were completely soaked, the water on the road made a crackling sound to his feet, and many bubbles poured along the curb to the waterway.

Soon, running into the city, the confused rainy night seemed to plunge the city into hibernation, except for the hazy street lamps, I rarely saw the bright windows,

Arrive at the east side of the Bellu Hotel, quickly climb over the low wooden fence, go around to the back of a dilapidated six-story building, push open the emergency safety exit tied with wire, and quickly run up the stairs to the top of the six-story building.

Now, you can't be careless, because the opponent has now sobered up, Lin Zifeng bent his waist, carefully squatted to the corner of the roof, took out a heavy pistol, and slowly put on the cement eaves with raindrops.

Gently reaching out with his right hand, he aimed his gun at it and began to scan every street near the Bellu Grand Hotel

In the telescope, the faint yellow psychedelic light accumulates into a circle, and countless small pieces of water stir inside, "God lost the Lamb, wandering in the streets on a rainy night, appear quickly, here is your passage back to heaven." "Reciting the Bible silently, the rain continued to flow down the chin,

There was only stagnant water on the side of the road, running in the direction of the sewer, but I couldn't see the figure of the No. 7 killer running through in a panic.

He should know that the high building near the hotel may also ambush the killer who hunted him,

"Bang." A slight sound of gunfire passed through the layers of rain curtains into the ears, such a rainy night, except for Lin Zifeng and others who sniped and killed, no one would care, only Lin Zifeng knew that this must be the gunfire of Haisha, the No. 7 killer must be nearby, was seen by Haisha, and then shot at the No. 7 killer,

However, with Haisha's strength, if this shot does not kill the No. 7 killer, the other party is likely to take this opportunity to fight back, then it is still very likely that the surname will be killed.

No, it should be said that it is not big, after all, the other party doesn't know how many people there are on Lin Zifeng's side, and the five people he brought now have all been killed by Haisha, so he must want to leave here, and then contact those killers under him, and mobilize a large army to fight Lin Zifeng, anyway, now he can be sure that it must be Lin Zifeng who is chasing him,

Lin Zifeng put down the heavy pistol in his hand, estimated the direction that the other party might extend when he ran, and quickly shot two parallel bullets left and right, hoping to shoot the target by luck.

Haisha must be on the left flank of Killer Seven, and he is also chasing him in this way, "Dang, dang." Lin Zifeng pursued quickly across the street, and two heavy sniper rifles sounded in front of him, and the sea sand was at Lin Zifeng's position at half past ten, biting the opponent tightly.

"Dang, dang." It was two more compact gunshots, and it was not difficult to hear that Haisha and Killer Seven exchanged fire in the vast rainy night, shooting each other, and when escaping from the hotel room, Killer Seven deliberately wrapped the firearm so that the enemy who sniped him would not see the weapon, and Haisha, although he had killed a lot of people along the way, there was still a certain gap between him and Killer Seven.

And now, from the two gunshots he fired back for the first time, Lin Zifeng had heard that the other party was using the same strengthened heavy pistol.

Lin Zifeng picked up speed again, colliding with the dense falling raindrops, the people of this city were dreaming in a dry and comfortable hut, they didn't know that in the dark night when the rain was falling outside the window, the three killers were fighting each other.

A bullet with a very penetrating power may fly into which window or door panel, taking away the soul of the sleeping person,

Lifted the drenched shirt and hat, wet long hair, hung down from the forehead covered with water droplets, swayed left and right with the rapid running, the long worn and worn military boots under his feet, and the water splashed on the road.

The dark night sky, the rain was swaying, the alley wind and Lin Zifeng's running produced a top force, blowing down the zipper in front of the neck of the clothes, revealing a strong chest, and the raindrops hit the strong muscles, which were instantly shattered.

Killer No. 7 had already heard from the gunfire that there were killers chasing him at the same time, so Haisha couldn't lure him to fight back too much, and delayed until Lin Zifeng caught his opponent and shattered the target's head with one shot.

"Dang, dang." The fierce gunshots kept ringing out in the streets where no one was on a rainy night, and the bullets were like shuttles of looms, passing left and right in this seaside city, and Killer Seven knew that he might be outflanked by the right wing, and he ran quite fast,

The other party has the same background as Lin Zifeng, has experienced the same training, has abnormal sensitivity and tactics, in order to avoid the bullets flying in a straight line to capture the body, he has always maintained an irregular running and jumping route, and his speed is rising.

In this way, Lin Zifeng's chase and fight gradually moved away from the blurred neon street lights of the city, and not far in front, a mountain road appeared across it.

Lin Zifeng couldn't be sure if the terrain behind this mountain road was the same as the one at the foot of the hill, if there was also a hill full of trees and big rocks, I am afraid that this battle would really drag on until dawn, and the danger would also be greatly increased.

The road surface with raindrops was jumping violently, gradually sloping down, and the sea sand on the left side of the No. 7 killer was still rushing rapidly, locking on to the target, and he also realized that the terrain of the street battle was about to change, and the formation of the bag and clamp needed to be changed.

"When, when" Haisha sent out two more bullets, the gunshots were very tightly spaced, and it was impossible for the No. 7 killer to run in a straight line, it seemed that Haisha had observed in advance and knew what kind of terrain the mountain road was in front of, this point, for Haisha, even Lin Zifeng was amazed,

Therefore, she fired two empty shots, so that the bullet drilled into the rain curtain, and caught the No. 7 killer by feeling, although the probability of this hit is pitiful, but her real purpose is to coax the No. 7 killer and force the duck to go up the tree, and Lin Zifeng also understood the hint of the sea sand from the gunshot,

Killer No. 7 grabbed two heavy pistols in his hands, wearing only a pair of pajama pants provided by the hotel, and hurriedly dodged out of the Beilu building, his ** white skin on his upper body, tattooed with prison iron window patterns, countless broken fingers, grasping and shaking on it, and his faces of fear and despair became twisted and hideous in the shouting, as if the prison prison was on fire, and they were about to be scorched,

This kind of extremely terrifying tattoo, Lin Zifeng has also seen it for the first time, and there is also the same pattern on the dead No. 9 killer, Lin Zifeng guessed, is this the sign of those single-digit killers under Du Tianxing's hands, the more the killer in the future, the more terrifying the totem is, but in the telescope eight hundred meters away, he is a killer with rich artistic cells, from his unique tattoo pattern, it is enough to imagine his dangerous surname,

This guy is a bald head, and the shiny scalp and white skin set off each other, giving people a greasy feeling, and the whole tattoo pattern extends all the way to the back of his neck.

This man has a peculiar face, long eyelashes, covering a pair of slender eyes, and a straight and straight nose, as if pressed against his thin lips, like the shape of an anchor head,

When Lin Zifeng rushed to the mountain road in the outer ring of the city, the No. 7 killer and the sea sand had chased into the long and dim rain, and a long coast spread in front of him, and many huge reefs were sleeping in the chaotic rainfall.

Quickly avoid the halo of mountain road lights and duck into the inky black shadow cast by a low mountain wall,

The height of the terrain under his feet was still beyond the coastline in front of him, Lin Zifeng stood up straight, grabbed two heavy pistols, and put them in an X-shaped shooting position.

The barrel of the gun, focusing on the long coast, slowly scanning and moving, in the world of peeping, several isolated lighthouses, standing sporadically on the coastline, like flames about to be extinguished, emitting a bleak yellow light, supporting the darkness that cannot be completely spread down,

I couldn't see the shadow of Killer No. 7 and the sea sand, only the waves rushing from the sea, and the ashes disappeared on the black and wet reef, "dang" a dull gunshot, faintly passed through the dense rain, and "dang" came again with a return fire,

The two gunshots sounded so palpitating on a rainy night, like dragons tumbling up in the sea, responding to each other's roaring fights, hitting the bullets on the reef, sparking instantaneous sparks, so that the respective positions of Haisha and Killer Seven were confirmed.

The heavy pistol in Lin Zifeng's hand has an absolute killing range, but it can't hunt the target behind the reef layer, re-zip his clothes, and slash the two heavy pistols in his hand towards both sides of his thighs, and rush towards the right side of the mountain road.

Legs snapped, did not dare to slack off, encountered the highway guardrail blocked, left hand grabbed the crossbar, the body soared into the air, successively crossed two obstacles more than one meter high, and soon approached the beach,

And Lin Zifeng still ran diagonally to the right, avoiding the halo of the lighthouse, the outer side of the mountain road is very deep, some are tens of meters, some are less than ten meters, these steep straight walls, such as the front end of a bulldozer, low tilt shovel into the sea,

Relying on the cover of those house-sized reefs, Lin Zifeng's cat waist was interspersed among the rocks, the rain curtain crackled and smashed louder, and the fine droplets of water continued to splash on my face, and the halo of the lighthouse on the left could no longer reach Lin Zifeng.

took off the sweatshirt on his upper body, stuffed it into the crack of the stone, the bulging muscles of his strong upper body, instantly revealed in the ice rain, Lin Zifeng parted the long hair dripping on his forehead with both hands, tied it to the back of his head, bent down and grabbed the heavy pistols on both sides of his thighs, and ran towards the vast sea,

The cold sea water overflowed the knees, causing the tendons in the calves to shrink sharply, and gradually, the sides of the waist and ribs were also cold and biting, Lin Zifeng gritted his teeth and endured, and stood up stiffly, leaving only his neck on the sea, two heavy pistols on the top of his head, stepping on the feet of the soft sand, supporting the body forward, so as not to shake the undulating tide,