Shooting through the door, the bullets fell as if they didn't want money, and then they collided in pairs as if they had been rehearsed in advance.

Every now and then, bullets peeked through the wooden wall panels on one side of the door.

The person on the other side has definitely activated the adrenaline.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for an ordinary person to shoot like Jordan with a long-range block.

The intense barrage only lasted for a few seconds.

The gunfire at the door stopped, and Jordani did not hesitate to directly smash the already tattered wooden door, with a burst and ferocious momentum, directly hit the knee and slammed it on the figure inside.

Roaming gunslingers, that's what a scoundrel.

Not only can the marksmanship reach an amazing level, but also has the top combat effectiveness in physical combat.

A muffled snort sounded, and the figure in front of Jordani was hit by a blow to the knee, and the whole person flew up three feet.

If you have an MP, you can take an M-137 Grimm machine gun and you can directly form a combination machine BBQ and reach the other party into a sieve.

However, Jordani is still not so ruthless in dealing with his former friends.

The figure in the room is none other than Jenny Fox.

An ordinary person, even if it is an adrenaline outburst and a knee hit, is enough to completely lose its combat effectiveness in a matter of seconds.

casually stuffed the gun into the holster on his waist, and in the face of Jenny, who was still struggling, Jordani went up and punched.

Concussion therapy, which specializes in treating all kinds of negative effects such as amnesia, confusion, and disorientation.

And this therapy also comes with the effect of stealing the teacher's skill.

After four heavy blows in a row, Jenny Fox unexpectedly woke up from that brainwashing amnesia, and looked at Jordani in front of her with a naturally sexy face, with severe pain and confusion.

"Jenny, are you awake, do you remember who I am?"

"Joe? Why does my head hurt so much? ”

"Well, it doesn't matter! Jenny, I'm here to save you, and by the way, the damn rats of the Mutual Aid Society, where are the others? ”

Jenny glanced at the tattered shape of the room, rubbed her head, and glanced at Jordan suspiciously.

Jordani said calmly, "It was already like this here when I came. ”

Jenny didn't pursue it, but as soon as she judged the situation, the momentum of the strong woman rose, and she directly picked up the gun and said, "I know where Sloan is, come with me." ”

The two killers are united, and naturally no one can stop them.

Jordani is a standard beast assault stream, and when he sees the crowd, he directly launches his skills to rush over, and after entering the melee, all kinds of skills are thrown indiscriminately.

Gunnery and physical skills are perfectly integrated in Jordani's body, and that fancy killing scene is the purest aesthetic of violence.

Jenny is not as reckless as Jordan, but Jordan attracts firepower, and the two modified M1911s are also constantly spitting tongues of fire, knocking the killer a little farther away to the ground.

The weaving room was ruthless, and because the CIA's manpower outside attracted eighty percent of the killers, Jordan and the two passed quickly.

At the entrance of the stairs, Jenny glanced at Jordan meaningfully.

Jordani was confused: "Is there something wrong with me?" ”

Jenny rolled her eyes and said, "Have you always fought this way?" ”

Jordani raised an eyebrow and said, "Is there any problem?" ”

Jenny was speechless: "It's a miracle that you've survived until now!" ”

With that, Jenny gracefully moved out of the way, allowing Jordan to charge forward as a target for firepower.

Jordani didn't care about that, anyway, there weren't many killers left in the textile mill.

Hurry upstairs, under Jenny's signal, two directions, one is where the repairman sits, a little far away from the core of the mutual aid society, and the other is the slaughterhouse where the butcher sits, although it is a shortcut, but the butcher's methods are very cruel and weird.

Jordani didn't think about it, so he directly chose the slaughterhouse and said, "Jenny, you go to the repairman, he doesn't know that you have recovered your memory, and he won't doubt you. ”

Jenny is sexy, and when she is in her bones, her style of acting is more manly, so she left without saying a word.

Jordani looked at Jenny's back and the little buttocks that were twisting around, he was slightly stunned, and suddenly had some feelings of nostalgia, and then he was very cheap and slapped it.

Jenny was nothing, a very indifferent look, and turned her head to throw a defiant look.

At this time, John Smith happened to rush to the bottom of the stairs with a team, and his eyes suddenly exploded when he watched the scene of the adulterers teasing each other.

“F.. K, dog men and women, I'm going to kill them! ”

"John, calm down, it's combat time, it's not for you to catch the traitor!"

"Shet, get out of the way......"

John Smith and the team members of the quarrel, Jordan, who was already far away, did not even know that behind him, there was a green panicked agent, bent on killing himself.

At this time, Jordani had already come to a dim, bloody, and foul-smelling slaughterhouse.

It's different from the other killers in the mutuals.

The Butcher is a killer who focuses on using knives, fat and tall, but he also has a masterful stealth and stealth technique.

As soon as Fang entered the slaughterhouse, Jordani was already being cared for by the butcher.

When the head is stabbed, it is like a snowflake-like white match, shining with a sharp edge that makes people's skin chill.

Laugh at!

Jordan instinctively fended with his pistol, and the blade slashed through the gun.

By the time Jordani reacted, the butcher had completely disappeared from Jordan's field of vision.

Wori Lady is a ghost?

Jordani stood against the wall, and didn't rush into the room full of steaks recklessly.

Throwing away the rifled pistol that had been cut down, Jordani took out two pistols from his back waist again, and without thinking about it, he shot a rain of bullets.

The fat butcher was clearly very proficient in dwelling on his body and then fighting in close quarters.

Jordan didn't have the heart to hide and hide in the room with the other party, and the gun was accurate, directly breaking the iron hook on the huge meat chop.

The vision was much clearer in an instant, and behind a huge meat chop, the fat butcher came with a knife in one hand and an iron hook in the other, revealing his figure with a confused face.

This is special, not according to common sense.

Ten meters apart from the two sides, the fat butcher saw that he had been exposed, he simply did not hide, his body was boiling, and he rushed towards Jordan with a knife.

Bang bang!

I used up all the bullets of the firearm in my hand in a row, and I saw that the butcher knife flashed in the fat butcher's hand, but with the hand speed that he had practiced for many years, all the bullets were split.

At this time, the distance between the two sides was only three meters, and the fat butcher's face had already appeared with a murderous smile.

Rapid gun drawing, triple shot, mobile shooting, stepping fire, aerial shooting.

It was only a short two seconds, and after five gunshots in a row, Jordan calmly stuffed the revolver in his hand into the holster.

And at this time, the fat butcher appeared where Jordan was.

In his hand, the butcher's knife fell to the ground, and there was a hole in his chest, which was bleeding, and he fell to the ground with a bang, and it was only then that the other party noticed the terror and severe pain coming like a tide.

In the blurred vision, a figure gradually became clear.

Jordani fiddled with the butcher's knife on the ground and said, "There's nothing that can't be broken, if there is, just shoot again." ”

The fat butcher was no longer able to speak, just looked at the butcher's knife that he had been with for many years.

On the butcher's knife, Jordan's five shots, each of which hit the same point, made a reddened hole.

In the final shot, Jordan's bullet went through the hole and into the fat butcher's chest.

"It's... It couldn't be ......."

"Oh, nothing is impossible, some people call it magic, and I call it a good target!"