Chapter 87: Super Marion (Part II)
Lanskakhov's eyes were still wide open, his eyes were full of unwillingness and doubt, he didn't seem to understand until he died, why Marion would directly turn his face and shoot himself, and he didn't understand why Marion's marksmanship was so accurate, he could shoot himself in the back of the head through the thick tabletop, he was unwilling......
Seeing the back of Lanskakhov's head dripping with red and white liquid, the pirated Wolverine Osley directly flipped the table and roared: "Fako, kill him to avenge your boss!" β
As soon as Owsley's words came out, he felt a piercing chill hit his heart, and he didn't want to use his steel claws directly on his face, "ding" twice, and several bullets flew out.
βshitοΌβ Osley rolled on the ground several times in a row, and finally ducked around the corner of the bar, and when he looked down, he saw half a bullet stuck in his heart, and he couldn't help but be afraid for a while.
"Ma Dan, fortunately I wore body armor today, otherwise the bullet would have penetrated the heart! Why is this Marion so perverted? Grass! β
Lanskakhov's younger brother is stronger than Marion's men, and when Osley looked over, he saw that although the group of Russians had just died the boss, they were still reacting quickly.
When the Yankees were still stunned on the spot, the Russians did not dodge, and unusually bravely drew their guns and shot at the opposite side, which made the Yankees cry and cry for their mothers.
Seeing that the Yankees were beaten around and unorganized, Osley nodded secretly: This wave, steady!
It's just that when he looked at Marion, who was set on fire by everyone, he couldn't help but scold out of shape: "I call you an immortal!" β
But what did the monkey version of Wolverine see?
Well, if a certain movie is released in a few years, this cosplayer uncle (Owsley yells: I'm not a cosplay, I don't even know Wolverine!) It will surely answer you, "I see God, I see the Savior!" Saw Neo! β
Well, that's true!
At this time, Marion was facing the bullets that were coming from the fire, and his body writhed left and right. The coquettish position, the exaggerated limb amplitude, the intoxicated little eyes, and the dense bullet holes on the wall behind him.
All of them show that the man is like a firefly in the dark night sky, so distinct, so outstanding, it is difficult for people to ignore him!
At the moment when the Russians shot the empty magazine, Marion was a roll, picked up two pistols from the ground with his hand, and did not aim, and fired diagonally upwards on the way to the roll, directly emptying the magazine.
And Marion, as if he hadn't seen a dozen Russians who had been shot in the forehead on the opposite side, stretched out his foot again, and a Colt M1911 on the ground immediately flew into the air, and then, Marion threw away Beretta in his right hand and caught the Colt M1911 with his hand.
Marion didn't turn around either, Colt in his right hand stretched out from his left ribs, "Bang bang bang..." fired all nine bullets in two seconds, and nine Russians on the opposite side bounced off the ground.
Marion, who shot the magazine again, still didn't look back, just lifted his breath and stretched his waist to dodge a stray bullet.
Seeing this, Osley couldn't hold back any longer, and now in less than 10 seconds on his side, not only did the boss die, but more than 25 younger brothers were also headshot by the perverted Marion one after another.
Now there are only 18 younger brothers left alive, and he must make a move, otherwise he will have no hope of killing Marion when he is the only one left.
The red-haired Wolverine, who was thinking like this, was about to lurk beside Marion and secretly give him a claw when he saw a scene that made him tremble.
Marion ran briskly towards the wall opposite the bar after firing the last bullet with his back to him. In the shocked eyes of "Wolverine", Marion seemed to defy gravity, running several steps against the wall in a row, and then making a kick-and-jump motion with his legs.
Like a shark leaping out of the sea, Marion directly used the power of the wall to cross a distance of about 10 meters and pounce on a Russian strong man. He didn't wait for the other 17 people to react, and pulled out the wolf's tooth dagger from the waist of the strong man who was thrown down.
Like a spinning top, Marion bent over and flashed left and right in the crowd, while the 17 Russians fell to the ground one by one holding their left ribs and screaming, and after struggling for a while, they gradually died!
At this moment, "Wolverine" Owsley intuitively felt chills all over his body, and he could no longer have a little fighting spirit. He knew that Marion's dagger was through the gaps in the second and third ribs to the heart, and that he could do that.
But in such a short time, in such a complex form, and with so many people, he couldn't do it, and he couldn't think of anyone else who could do it!
Marion, who had done all this, stood in the middle of a pile of dead bodies, his head hanging down, his hair covering his eyes, and letting the blood from the dagger "tick" and slide onto the concrete floor.
There was silence in the bar at the moment, as if there had never been a dense gunfire just now. Marion's surviving little brother is also trembling, prostrate on the ground, and he doesn't even have the courage to cheer for Marion.
"Wolverine," the red-haired Wolverine Osley gasped for air, huddled in the corner and shuddered.
With a "duo", the wolf's tooth dagger burst into Osley's ear.
"Ahhh Osley was so frightened that he shouted loudly, completely devoid of the temperament of Uncle Wolf.
"Mr. Owsley, you go! You look a lot like an acquaintance of mine, and I won't kill you! Get out! Marion's voice was low and cold.
Hearing this, Osley felt humiliated and wanted to attack, but he remembered the scene where Marion killed people like sheep just now, and his whole body trembled, and he didn't dare to let go of a cruel word, so he just trotted out in embarrassment.
After half a ring, Marion went limp, and he fell to the ground.
At this moment, all the younger brothers finally came to their senses and ran to Marion's side and shouted.
"Boss, boss, you're my father! Marion Boss! β
"Boss Marion, can you inform us before you get old, so that the little ones can also have a ...... to prepare?"
"Woo woo, Boss Marion, you were so cool, so sexy, so charming! Last time, you said that the Lun family agreed to the request, but it was not possible? β
"Boss, you're amazing! Do you know? Before, you used wine to dispel sorrow and paralyze the expression of the Russians, it was simply an explosion of acting! Oscar owes you a little golden man, boss! β
"Boss Marion, you're such a, what are you looking for high school students? You single-handedly managed fifty or so Russian gangsters, you are too strong! β
"Boss Marion, I think you can not only become the overlord of 39th Street, but also become a big man like Frank in the future!"
"you Mader! Boss Marion won't be the same as Frank's decrepit boy, Boss Marion is going to be a man who wants to be a golden man! β
"Kim, Kim! Kim and ......"
"Kim and..."
"Kim and..."
......
The younger brothers gradually shouted "Jin He" in unison, and their voices were so loud and neat that they could even be heard clearly on the street outside the bar.
Marion, who had been unconscious, was also awakened by the shouts of the younger brothers, "This, where is this?" Me, what's wrong with me? My head hurts, it hurts! Ahhhh Ahh Ahhhh It's horrible......"
The shouts of the little brothers stopped abruptly......