Chapter 72, Zhan Zhihao, died

Hong Jun had already arranged most of the things on his body, leaving two sweet potato grenades and one smoke on his body. None of the other Hong troops were retained.

Firearms, explosives, poisons, all of these are consumables.

Although it has always been said that the Transformation Strength Grandmaster is not very powerful, but if you really do it to a Transformation Strength Grandmaster, you will know how difficult he is.

Keen senses, super body control, great power. How powerful are these things?

Although his super senses are not as strong as the so-called Spider-Man, this instinctive sense of danger can be said to be difficult to set traps.

Powerful body control can allow this person to make countless actions that ordinary people can't do, and dodge things that ordinary people can't do, and the Grandmaster of Transformation can easily dodge with his control of the body and keen perception. Many of the delicate operations are also done by yourself with strong body control. Even the powerful Transforming Grandmaster is able to defy the mechanics of the human body and strike the enemy from unbelievable angles. The control of the body is so strong that it can be directly controlled by ordinary injuries. Like a knife wound, ordinary people can only use bandages, but a Transforming Strength Grandmaster can directly force the wound through powerful body control to close the wound and avoid excessive blood loss.

There is also great strength, some people think that the strength of a few hundred catties is nothing, but you must know that strength and speed have always been inseparable, with strength and speed, coupled with the skills that have been exercised all year round, and keen senses, this combination is not the so-called one plus one equals two. The so-called "one against ten" is just a conservative statement. Dozens of enemies are also idle. If the enemy is just bare-handed, be careful, maybe the Grandmaster of Transformation will not even be injured, and he will be able to kill the enemy completely.

This is the strength of the Transforming Strength Grandmaster!

Hong Jun is also a Transforming Strength Grandmaster, and if he rushes up to attack, it is not that Hong Jun cannot win. It's just that if you want to kill the other party, you have to be prepared to be seriously injured, or even killed.

The desperate warriors are very terrifying, and the battles of the national arts are small and deadly. If you are dragged in the middle of the battle and delayed for too long, you may be ambushed by the guards, and, if you fight head-on, you will definitely be injured. In the fight in the national arts, once injured, there is no such thing as a minor injury. When the time comes, it will be difficult to escape if you are surrounded by guards.

He is here to take revenge, not to die together.

This man indulges his subordinates in evil, and naturally he will have to pay the price. Hong Jun killed his subordinates, it can only be said that he killed the enemy's dog, and if he didn't kill all these people, how could Hong Jun be willing!

Hong Jun aimed the muzzle of the gun at the location of Zhan Zhihao's breathing. No matter what, he's going to kill each other. Only in this way can Hong Jun's thoughts be reached!

The moment Hong Jun's gun was pointed at Zhan Zhihao, Zhan Zhihao sensed a sense of crisis. Still asleep, he woke up instantly.

At the moment when Zhan Zhihao was awake, the change in the rhythm of his breathing made Hong Jun feel it. This time, Zhan Zhihao's deliberate change in rhythm made Hong Jun confirm the other party's position, and without the slightest hesitation, he shot.

The muzzle flame burns. Almost in four seconds, twenty-four bullets were released. In the air, a barrage was formed that enveloped Zhan Zhihao's breathing range.

At the moment when Zhan Zhihao was sober, he also sensed the direction of the murderous aura. The crisis made his nerves beat violently. Without the slightest pause, he left his position almost in the blink of an eye.

Hong Jun also scooped up the prepared bombs at the same time as the ammunition ran out.

The bullet knocked the door hole, and Hong Jun had already punched it out in less than a blink of an eye. Make a hole in the door.

Zhan Zhihao dodged instantly, but he still didn't evade Hong Jun's calculations. A huge crisis enveloped him, and his awake brain had not yet reacted, but his body had already reacted. But he still didn't completely dodge the bullets fired by Hong Jun.

His waist was already red with blood. The bullet passed through the body, and the huge wound was so huge that even the Sect Master of Transformation could not control the wound in a short time.

At this time, Zhan Zhihao was extremely embarrassed, and received news during the day that Hong Jun might have returned, but he didn't expect to be attacked that night.

Before it was over, the bombs that had already been prepared had already been sent in by Hong Jun through the hole he had just blasted out in the door.

At the moment when the bomb entered the room, Zhan Zhihao was stunned, how big is this hatred? If you don't have time to think about it, the quickest way to escape is the window.

Completely ignoring the glass on the window, Zhan Zhihao had already crashed out.

The person was still in the air, the bomb had exploded, and Zhan Zhihao, who thought that there was still a little time, also had countless grasses in his heart, and the air flow of the explosion pushed the glass in the air. Countless glasses flew towards him like bullets.

Zhan Zhihao could only curl up with all his strength to protect his vital point!

This time, it was still too late, and countless wounds appeared on the body in an instant. The most serious thing is that on the skull, a piece of glass is deeply inserted, and Zhan Zhihao's appearance at this time is like Ultraman full of thorns.

Hong Jun had already left the place before the explosion, and reasonable evasion of bombs was a compulsory course for a soldier. Hong Jun, who used to be an excellent soldier, naturally would not be thrown out by himself and bombed.

After the bomb exploded, Hong Jun did not stay, and directly began to rush towards Zhan Zhihao's room.

At this time, Zhan Zhihao was not dead, and the serious injuries on his body put Zhan Zhihao on the verge of death. Even a lot of perseverance couldn't help him, after all, he still had a piece of glass stuck in his head.

Dizziness, suffocation, and all kinds of negative feelings made it extremely difficult for Zhan Zhihao to support. But he still didn't give up on himself. He thought he could save it.

After Hong Jun walked briskly into Zhan Zhihao's room, he took a look and rushed directly to the window. Looking at Zhan Zhihao's miserable appearance, he didn't say that he left like this, he also thought that Zhan Zhihao could be rescued, so in order to make this animal completely out of breath, he needed to mend the knife.

Zhan Zhihao crouched on the ground covered with glass shards, moving his arms with difficulty, trying to remove the glass shards from his head.

The bomb exploded so quickly that he didn't expect it, and he paid a terrible price for it, his body was hit by the shock wave in such a close explosion. There are also countless shards of glass that act as kills. He's almost a hedgehog now.

Hong Jun jumped down from the building quickly.

Voices could already be heard in the distance, and people were already approaching!

Hong Jun did not rush to get close to Zhan Zhihao, but picked the sweet potatoes that were kept.

The dying counterattack of the Sect Master of Huajin, Hong Jun did not intend to try. Hong Jun believes that even if he becomes such a miserable appearance, Zhan Zhihao still has the power to strike.

The sweet potato was accurately thrown by Hong Jun to Zhan Zhihao's side, and Zhan Zhihao's face was already full of despair at this time!

The sound in the distance got closer and closer, and with an explosion, Hong Jun slowly disappeared behind the flames.

The fast runner could faintly see a figure slowly disappearing into the gloomy corner not far in front of the flames.