Only the remaining words echoed in place, Uesugi Kiyoshi stared straight at the residential building not far away, his bloodshot eyes were full of irrepressible anger, he rushed out, picked up a handful of ribs from the ground casually, his body was like lightning and thunder, and he rushed out in an instant.

When Maki Higashimo finally remembered what Uesugi Kiyoshi meant, she could only watch Uesugi Kiyoshi's back from afar in the apartment building.

“...”

"Is he going to kill people under the fire of a sniper rifle?!"

Maki Higashimi bit his lip, a little worried, and a little unbelievable, the resurrection of Uesugi Kiyoshi just now can be explained by "extraordinary power" - although this ability is rare, it is not without precedent, but this ability should not take effect twice in a short period of time, right?

If you get hit again, you'll die!

Uesugi Kiyoshi did not lose his mind, the moment he was shot and fell, he thought a lot, and even planned a course of action after the body was repaired.

Are anti-materiel sniper rifles powerful?

It's very big, he has experienced it himself, although he doesn't know if this powerful firearm can threaten the humanoid tyrannosaurus Rin Izumi, but his small body strengthened by mirage is still carried away by a relaxed and happy shot.

So is he afraid?

Not afraid.

If the opposite side used a Vulcan cannon to suppress him at the commanding heights, then he didn't say a word, just found cover, became a turtle with a shrunken head, and then asked for help.

That thing is a real "3,600 revolutions a second, and the merit is immeasurable to the world", and he doesn't want to die.

But just a sniper rifle ... The space that can be operated is too large.

Although it was only a glimpse, the perverted eyes of Shang Sugi Qing had already taken in the scene on the rooftop of the residential building.

The man in black wearing a mask is still disassembling a firearm, and he is the one who just sniped at himself!

The gunman was obviously careless - and he can't be blamed, the shot just now really shattered Uesugi Kiyoshi's heart, who would have thought that he would still be alive?

Uesugi Kiyoshi grabbed the black-clad gunman and lowered his head to disassemble the gun, and the time lag had already closed a lot of distance.

The straight-line distance between him and the residential building was only more than 1,000 meters.

He casually measured his 100-meter speed yesterday, about ten seconds, the standard of provincial athletes in the Celestial Empire.

Of course, this is not his full strength.

Now, his strength and speed have reached their peak in the anger and fear of being killed once.

Emotions are the catalyst for human beings to exert their strength for a long time.

The awakening of the transcendent is mostly done in extreme emotions.

Now Uesugi Kiyoshi is at full power, and the whole person seems to have turned into an afterimage, like a ghost wandering in a rainy night, one second it is still in the sky, and the next second it is close in front of him.

The black-clothed man who was slowly and methodically packing up his guns with gentle movements on the rooftop caught a glimpse of a figure approaching rapidly, looked up, his hand shook, and the more than two-meter-long SOP anti-materiel sniper rifle was slammed to the ground by him.

He was so shocked that his jaw almost fell to the ground, how could this be!

He dared to guarantee with his life, the 14.9mm armor-piercing bullet just now hit this little ghost's left chest with absolute accuracy, even if his heart grew on the right side, avoided the vital point, and half of his body was blasted into blood foam, there was no reason to survive.

But why did this little ghost rush over at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye??

What the hell is this a human or a ghost?!

The man in black is also a battle-hardened gunman, he didn't stand still in a daze, he didn't even want to eat, he quickly rushed to the rooftop at the back of the residential building, he didn't plan to take the stairs, it was too slow.

He took out a pair of hook claw lassoes from his waist and fixed them on the rooftop, and the man in black jumped into one fell over, intending to rappel to the bottom of the building and then run away.

The locomotive he modified was parked nearby, even if this little ghost could run again, could he still run past the motor?

As for the counterattack... Forget it!

How can you fight back against a monster that can't be killed by armor-piercing bullets?

He is just a sniper, and he has no extraordinary strength, although he has also taken the lives of many transcendents with long-distance sniping, but let him confront the transcendent head-on, that is, let him send him to death.

The skills of this man in black are not bad at the level of ordinary people, similar to the agent in the movie, and it only took him less than five seconds to descend from the top of the sixth floor to the bottom of the building.

But as soon as his leather boots touched the ground, he knew something was wrong.

Behind him, there was a whistling wind, accompanied by the piercing sound of swords breaking through the air.

He is also from the underworld, and this kind of voice is very familiar.

Faced with the threat of death, the body of the man in black reacted instinctively, he pulled out the pistol from his waist as he turned, and moved his body sideways, trying to avoid the menacing stab behind him.

His movements are standard, and his thinking is correct, just... It's too slow.

His right hand had just touched the pistol at his waist, and he wanted to draw his gun and shoot it - this was his job, and it didn't take him a second from drawing the gun to sending the bullet into the enemy's body.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull out the gun on his waist.

He turned his head to look in confusion, and was horrified to find that his right arm had been broken off at the shoulder, and the hand holding the pistol fell weakly to the ground, splashing a splash of blood.

Then, a sharp pain came from the wound, and his face was distorted with pain.

Before he could recover from the pain of his broken arm, Kiyoshi Uesugi, who was galloping, unceremoniously threw a flying knee on the chest of the man in black and smashed him directly against the wall of the residential building.

The scream was pushed into the stomach by this flying knee, and the hard sternum of the man in black shattered in response, and his eyes turned up desperately, revealing only a large area of the whites of his eyes, making people wonder if he was dead.

Turning around and landing lightly, Uesugi Kiyoshi picked and inserted the ribs in his hand one by one, penetrated the left hand of the man in black, and pinned him to the wall.

Uesugi Kiyoshi held the knife and ripped off the mask of the man in black, revealing his somewhat ordinary middle-aged face, and his tone was as cold as the cold wind blowing from the Nine Shades.

"Who are you, who sent you, and why did you do it to me?"

"Say, I'll let you die quickly!"

The man in black was beheaded in the right arm, his left arm was seriously injured, his sternum was shattered, and he was severely injured, and he became a cripple in an instant.

But he's quite knowledgeable about current affairs.

He suppressed the pain all over his body with extremely strong perseverance, and reluctantly smiled.

"I'm a killer, I take money to do things, and I have no grievances with you."

"You don't have to be angry with me, it's useless!"

"Who is the employer! Only I know! ”

"You let me go!"

"All you have to do is promise to let me go! I'll tell you everything! ”

His voice was shouted, his eyes were as sincere as possible, and he looked at Uesugi Kiyoshi with some pleading.

Who wants to die if they can live?

Uesugi tilted his head and smiled coldly.

In the next second, he pulled out his ribs, his hand fell, and a human head flew out, and under the effect of blood pressure in the carotid artery, a blood spring rose to the sky, smudging a few bright blood flowers on Uesugi Kiyoshi's face, and it was quickly washed away by the rain.

Reaching out and grasping the flying head in his palm, Uesugi Kiyoshi shook his head disdainfully at the black-clothed man's blank face and still wriggling lips.

"Don't say it?"

"If you don't say it, forget it."

"I'm going to check your face... Isn't it the same? ”