With the help of the cover of the car, Yang Hao leaned against a pillar and began to change bullets. The bullets on the muscle side had also been exhausted, and after changing the bullets, he also left the place.

In the parking lot, the sound of people's fast-moving footsteps cannot be hidden, and it is particularly clear because of the sound of the echo. With this movement of the muscles, all the sounds were heard by Yang Hao, but the sounds were superimposed together, and the exact location could not be judged.

The moment he heard the voice, Yang Hao immediately pointed to the place where the muscles had stayed before, and the moving muscles also entered Yang Hao's field of vision in an instant.

As soon as Yang Hao's muzzle turned, he immediately began to fire. The glass of the car near the muscles shattered one by one, and bullet holes began to appear on the body of the car one after another.

The muscles did not fight back, but continued to run at a rapid pace under the cover of the car, changing the direction and speed of movement from time to time, making it difficult for Yang Hao to judge the position of the muscles at the next moment, so Yang Hao chased and fought for a long time, and did not let the muscles get shot.

The muscles are the same as Yang Hao's choice, they are also hiding behind a pillar, which is also one of the few places in the parking lot that can dodge bullets.

Yang Hao half-squatted down, slightly exposed half of his head and looked over, and found that the muscles were quietly staying behind the pillar, not rising at all.

His eyes shifted downward, fixing on the fire extinguisher under the pillar opposite, and then slowly raised his gun, aiming there.

At this moment, two gunshots rang out at the staircase gate of the parking lot, followed by a roar and someone kicked open.

The muscles and Yang Hao's eyes aimed at that side at the same time. Also almost at the same time, both emerged from behind the pillars. The gun was pointed at the gate and shot.

The barrage of bullets startled the people who rushed into the parking lot, and they braved the bullets to hide behind the car next to them.

This is exactly where the muscles just dodged.

The muscles were still shooting, Yang Hao handed over the gun in his right hand to his left hand, took out a grenade and threw it over.

"Boom!"

An explosion came, and the car was lifted sideways by the explosion by two meters, but Yang Hao saw a black shadow leave the place in advance, and it seemed that the grenade failed to kill the person.

As soon as the man ran, he immediately came into the field of vision of the muscles. With a flick of his gun, he aimed at the running figure and fired repeatedly. Yang Hao also left the pillar and changed positions. This position is also able to see the person. He raised his pistol and fired.

The intersecting firepower formed a small network of firepower, completely blocking the front and back roads of this person. When the bullet in the muscle was about to run out, he took a grenade, bit the pull tab and threw it.

The grenade ended up lying at the man's feet. The man's face changed. Stand up quickly. Braving the net of intersecting fire, rushed to the other side.

Yang Hao suddenly stopped shooting. He raised his gun and aimed for a second before pulling the trigger.

The accuracy of this shot is not comparable to the previous suppressive firepower. The bullet hit the back of the man's neck accurately, and the running figure immediately fell to the ground.

At this time, Yang Hao's right hand gun. The bullets have also been completely gone.

"Boom!"

The grenade thrown by the muscle also exploded, and the car was lifted off in an instant, and a few seconds later, the car also made a huge explosion, it seems that the explosion should have burst the fuel tank, causing the car itself to have a secondary explosion.

The man wasn't far from the car, and the two explosions must have hit him as well. Even if Yang Hao's bullet didn't kill him and exploded twice, he would definitely not be able to dodge.

quickly eliminated this person, and Yang Hao's goal returned to the muscles again. As soon as his eyes looked over, Yang Hao's face changed.

Oncoming, muscular G36 rifles flew straight towards his head. Yang Hao immediately squatted down to dodge the gun thrown over, but found that the muscles followed closely behind, holding a pistol in one hand and a saber in the other, and rushed towards him.

Bad! Yang Hao immediately realized this and immediately began to retreat, and at the same time, the left-handed pistol with bullets began to shoot.

The direction of the muscles changed, and he stepped on the hood of the car next to him, jumped into the car, and then jumped directly towards Yang Hao with both feet.

He bounced so hard that the rear wheels of the car he stepped on jumped up, and there was a big crater in the hood.

The muscles jumped towards Yang Hao like a big stone, and the saber in his hand slashed down with a little cold light. Yang Hao recovered his left hand, and the pistol in his hand was blocked in front of him as a saber.

"Sting!"

A screeching sound of metal collision appeared, and Yang Hao felt a huge force spread from the place where the knife and gun collided to his body, and he involuntarily fell backwards.

The strength of the muscles is much greater than Yang Hao, although this time it did not hurt him, but in the competition of strength, Yang Hao was completely defeated, and was directly thrown out by the muscles and fell to the ground two meters.

As soon as his body touched the ground, Yang Hao rolled backwards and half-knelt on the ground, aiming the muzzle of the gun at the front and shooting again and again.

And when Yang Hao's muzzle was pointed over, the muscles moved sideways and drilled into the back of the car.

Losing his muscles, Yang Hao glanced at the gun in his left hand.

A little below the muzzle, a not shallow scratch appeared, which was the mark left by the muscular saber. However, it seems that this knife did not hurt the internal parts and structure of the pistol, but only slightly scratched the external structure of the pistol.

I felt out a magazine and prepared to reload, and it was at this time that the muscles appeared in front of Yang Hao again.

It was only about five meters away from him.

Yang Hao immediately gave up the idea of changing bullets, threw the magazine towards the muscles, and at the same time quickly retreated.

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At this time, Yang Hao took out a magazine again and threw it into the air, and at the same time pressed the card slot with his right hand, the pistol swung forward, and the empty magazine in the gun flew to the muscles again.

The muscles turned their heads to dodge the magazine, and at this time, the magazine full of bullets in the air also fell in front of Yang Hao. Yang Hao waved his hand, and the magazine entered the pistol accurately.

"Click!"

Press the release button, the pistol sleeve is reset, and then Yang Hao raised the pistol and pulled the trigger towards the muscle.

However, he only fired two bullets, and he was close to the muscle, and the saber stabbed straight up from the waist of the muscle, Yang Hao had no choice but to return the gun, the muzzle of the gun was just blocked on the back of the saber, and at the same time pulled to the side, the saber that stabbed him in the chest was pulled to his side by him, and at the same time, the left pistol aimed at the muscle.

The other hand of the muscle flicked Yang Hao's gun, and at this time, Yang Hao's gun rang out, but the bullet flew past the muscle's ear and did not hit. The next moment, in Yang Hao's eyes, the fists of muscles became bigger and bigger.

Yang Hao keenly saw the style of the gloves on the muscle fist, and knew that this punch could never be taken by.

The muscular glove is specially made according to his requirements and belongs to the offensive type of glove. On the fist surface of this pair of gloves, there are dense barbs. Although these barbs are small, they are very sharp, and they have been specially treated to be very tough, and if this punch hits the enemy's bare skin, then these barbs can directly scrape off a layer of skin and flesh of the opponent. Even if it hits the opponent's clothes, you can directly tear off a piece of the opponent's clothes, even if it is a military-grade umbrella rope, it can be torn off in an instant.

This punch was aimed at Yang Hao's face, if he punched him in the face...... Yang Hao didn't dare to imagine how miserable his fate was.

Instantly retracting the gun, Yang Hao immediately ran backwards, and at the same time leaned back and made a movement to fall to the ground.

The speed of the muscles is too fast, and only then can you dodge the punch.

The fist was directly pressed against Yang Hao's nose, Yang Hao felt a pain at the tip of his nose, and then felt a gust of fist wind blowing in front of his face.

"Poof!"

Yang Hao fell to the ground, and then he raised his gun, lay on the ground and fired two shots at the muscles that were close at hand.

The muscle's attack action had just been completed, and there was no chance to counteract, so he could only dodge Yang Hao's firepower to the side, and Yang Hao also took this opportunity to stand up and distance himself from the muscles.

He took the time to touch the tip of his nose, and his gloves were stained with blood.

There were also some more blood stains on the glove fist of the muscles, but not much, and Yang Hao didn't feel much pain, it seemed that this time it was just a bruise.

But...... Just rubbed it, and the skin was already broken, and if it was solid, I was afraid that not only the skin, but also the muscle tissue under the skin would be torn off, right?

Yang Hao stared at the muscular glove.

Muscle slapped his fist: "Hey! Thanks to the fact that you can detect this. I'll be honest with you, my gloves have been strengthened, and they are no less powerful than knives. ”

Yang Hao felt that the blood on the tip of his nose had slowly flowed down, and he stretched out his sleeve and wiped it: "Hmph, there is still so much nonsense." ”

"Hey, hey!" Instead, the muscles laughed twice and rushed straight over.

Yang Hao knows very well that in terms of hand-to-hand combat, even if he gives himself more opportunities, it is impossible to beat the muscles, after all, he is also his master, and he knows himself too well, Yang Hao has no confidence in winning the muscles at all.

If you give yourself enough distance to use a sniper rifle, then ten muscles are not enough for Yang Hao to see, but this is obviously not the case now.

His idea is to drag. Drag on as long as you can, as long as you drag it until the end of the battle above, then you will be considered a winner.

Before this, Yang Hao didn't have the courage to fight with muscles in close combat.

Seeing that the muscles rushed over, Yang Hao was still the same as before, retreating while shooting to suppress it.

The muscular hand touched the lower back, and then quickly flung over. Yang Hao only saw a ray of light flying towards him from the hand thrown out of the muscle, and the gun in his hand stopped shooting and blocked, and the light hit the gun and was blocked.

At this time, Yang Hao saw clearly that this was a folding knife. (To be continued......)