Someone said: Explosions are an art.

Yi Tiancheng, who single-handedly directed the art of the explosion, after successfully throwing the grenade into the car, adhered to the basic principle of 'real men never look back at the explosion', and immediately turned around and ran.

But even so, at the moment of the explosion, he was swept away by the blazing air wave and vibration behind him, and his whole person flew into a white Honda car.

The pain is in the body, but the heart is refreshing.

Because this also shows the power of the RG-60TB thermobaric grenade from the side, even he who has escaped nearly ten meters away will be affected, not to mention the people in the car.

Sure enough, the death knell has sounded -

[System Announcement: Trialist No. 200100000004 has died, and there are currently eight surviving trialists left.] 】

[System Announcement: Trialist No. 200100000006 has died, and there are currently seven surviving trialists left.] 】

[System Announcement: Trialist No. 200100000007 has died, and there are currently six surviving Trialists left.] 】

[System Announcement: Trialist No. 200100000008 has died, and there are currently five surviving Trialists left.] 】

In just a split second, the surviving trialists received four death announcements from the system.

Yi Tiancheng stood up with the car, looked at the school bus covered in flames, the corners of his mouth hooked a cold arc, and sneered: "This is not dead, you are really fateful!" ”

The four people who were directly killed by the explosion were a fat man, a high school student and a college student couple, and all four of them died on the spot.

And the inch-headed man, because he jumped out of the window at the last moment, although he was choked by the high temperature and heat wave, and was swept away by a strong shock wave for more than ten meters, he still survived.

I have to say that this guy is really not an ordinary endurance after his body is strengthened.

Looking at the inch-headed man not far away, Yi Tiancheng's cold eyes burst out with a sense of anger, and his gradually clenched fists burst out with a series of crisp sounds.

In the next second, his whole body was like a cheetah, rushing towards the inch-headed man at a gallop.

"You! Damn it! You'dre, how dare you—"

The gray-headed inch-headed man naturally saw Yi Tiancheng rushing towards him, and his face suddenly showed a mixture of horror and anger.

The outburst of anger made him forget the pain all over his body, and he stood up tremblingly, and took out the Type 97 assault rifle from the storage space, wanting to take out the other party first.

But before he could open the insurance, Yi Tiancheng had already rushed in front of him, jumped up directly from five meters away, and his right foot hit his chest like a cannonball with a sharp breaking sound.

At the last moment, the inch-headed man hurriedly stabilized his center of gravity, grabbed his back with a rifle, and forcibly carried the kick.

However, this head-on collision alone immediately highlighted the gap between the two sides.

With the help of speed, Yi Tiancheng's kick was completely strong enough to kick a brown bear to the ground, but the kick on the inch-headed man only made him take two steps backwards before he stood firm.

Even the inch-headed man himself was surprised, obviously he didn't expect Yi Tiancheng to be so weak, or that he didn't predict his strengthened strength enough, but none of this mattered.

After a brief moment of stunnedness, he was overjoyed and prepared to begin a Jedi counterattack.

It's a pity that he was happy too early.

Because Yi Tiancheng had long expected this, and he had long known the gap in each other's attribute parameters, he never thought that he could knock down the other party with one kick, but just used it to create better offensive opportunities.

At the same time as retracting his feet, the whole person took advantage of the situation and bumped into the inch-headed man, the right hand was bent like an eagle's claw hook, and all the strength was concentrated on the index finger and middle finger, and it went straight to the other party's face.

In an instant, blood flashed, and the two fingers like iron hooks had already sunk into the inch-headed man's eye sockets.

"-Ahhhh Eye? Eye! My eyes!! ”

A terrible wail resounded in the parking lot, and the inch-headed man immediately pulled out his left hand to cover his bleeding eyes.

And Yi Tiancheng succeeded in the sneak attack with one blow, and immediately took advantage of the opponent's empty door to open wide, and immediately kicked the inch-headed man's crotch with a move as fast as the wind.

"-Woo!" The root of his life was suddenly hit by a critical blow, and the pain that suffocated and even collapsed instantly made the inch-headed man collapse to the ground, and he threw away the assault rifle, freed his right hand and tightly covered his crotch, and the whole person rolled back and forth on the ground, wailing and painful.

Yi Tiancheng didn't say a word, he directly reached out and hooked the Type 97 assault rifle, skillfully opened the manual safety behind the magazine placed under the butt, and put the muzzle against the inch-headed man's head.

"Gah?!" Feeling the muzzle of the gun on his head, the inch-headed man was like a duck stuck in his neck, and instantly stopped wailing, his whole body trembled uncontrollably like an epilepsy, and his upper and lower teeth and lips continued to tremble.

When his life was completely in the hands of others, he fully realized a terrible fact.

This poorest-looking guy is not only as cunning as a fox, but also a ruthless man who really kills people without blinking, and is also a veteran of killing.

It's a pity that he found out too late.

The instinct to survive made him overcome all obstacles, struggled to sit up with all his might, and begged for mercy desperately: "Wait, wait! No! Don't kill me! Please, don't-"

"Noise." Looking at the ugly inch-headed man, Yi Tiancheng said mockingly, and at the same time decisively pulled the trigger with his index finger.

Hearing a 'bang' gunshot, a bloody hole opened in the inch-headed man's head instantly, and his body, which was trembling and unconscious, suddenly stiffened, and finally fell to the ground with his head up.

"A rare five-killing Tianhu start, don't you want me if you don't want a word?" After completing the mending knife, Yi Tiancheng showed a cold smile, and said happily to the inch-headed man's corpse that was about to disappear vaguely: "What's more, if you are asked to fight back with blood and stage a farce against the wind, then I won't be blind." ”

The villain is inherently dead, or dies from talking too much, or dies from not mending the knife in time.

Yi Tiancheng naturally wouldn't make this kind of mistake, even if he really wanted to pretend to say a few words, it would be comfortable to talk to the corpse.

What's more, these guys starting with number 2 are all players, and even if they die miserably, they will only end up with the treatment of 'victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers'.

But a type like him that starts with number 1 belongs to the agent, and if the boat capsizes in the gutter, there is no chance of 'hero, please do it again'.

[System Announcement: Trainer No. 200100000003 has died, and there are currently four surviving Trialists left.] 】

"-Whew!" After hearing the announcement, Yi Tiancheng let out a breath of turbidity.