Seeing that the nearest fanatic had rushed in front of him, Zhang Heng ignored the other party, but raised the Beretta M92F and aimed at the other person behind the guy.

The target had just picked up the electric drill that had fallen to the ground, ready to continue his companion's unfinished business to see what color Ole's brain was, but his own brain flowed out first.

A bullet pierced through the crowd and hit him in the center of the eyebrow!

Ole on the ground was also shocked into a cold sweat, this is the second time he escaped death, since he was thrown to the ground, he knew that he was probably more than lucky this time, since he was a child, he has always been praised for bravery, even when he was still weak, he dared to go to sea with the whaling team, not afraid of wind and waves.

Later, he hunted seals alone and spent two weeks in the wilderness outside before returning, and it was because of this that he was recognized by the elves, and thus possessed the strength to match this courage.

Ole had always felt that he could overcome the fear of death by being as brave as himself, but when the moment really came, he realized that he was still overestimating himself.

Listening to the sound of the drill turning and getting closer to himself, Ole tried his best to keep himself from screaming, but that was all, so when the terrifying sound finally stopped, Ole felt like his body was about to collapse.

Despite this, he still gritted his teeth and shouted at Zhang Heng, "Don't worry about me, deal with the opponent in front of you first, and be careful that they besiege you!" ”

It's a pity that Zhang Heng can't understand Greenlandic, of course, from the expressions of Ole and Arethea, you can actually see what they are worried about, in fact, there is no need for Ole to remind, Zhang Heng will definitely ensure his safety first, but in the eyes of Ole and Arethea, the extremely desperate situation is far from the point where he needs to sacrifice who to protect whom.

Zhang Heng turned the muzzle of the gun after relieving the crisis of Ole, Beretta M92F pointed back at the enemy in front of him, who had almost rushed in front of him, Zhang Heng also took the opportunity to insert the barrel of the gun into his wide open mouth, pulled the trigger, and blood splashed out with brains and spilled on the display cabinet on the side.

And just like before, when the other fanatics saw their companions dying in front of them, they didn't show a little fear of normal people, but rushed up one by one, as if Zhang Heng was not issuing a gun, but a special voucher from a supermarket.

Ole and Alethia's worst fears came true.

This group of fanatical believers was obviously ready to repeat their old tricks and use the methods they used to deal with them to surround Zhang Heng to death, and Zhang Heng was not in the same situation as they were at that time, not only did they need to deal with the enemy in front of them, but they also had to pay attention to the situation on their side.

Zhang Heng fired seven shots, of which four bullets were given to the guy who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to kill Ole and Alethia, although he successfully missed the bullet and successfully saved the two, but he himself was surrounded by that group of fanatical believers.

But fortunately, after that, Zhang Heng fired three more shots, killing the three enemies closest to him, and then he used two more bullets to completely clean up the remaining fanatics around Ole and Alethia.

Arethia's feet fell to the ground, and she didn't bother to check if there were any injuries in her body, so she hurriedly stumbled towards Zhang Heng, because she saw Zhang Heng put away the pistol.

Is there no bullets? At a time like this!

Araitya's heart was raised to the throat, the previous Zhang Hengquan killed nearly one-third of the enemy with his excellent archery skills, but the figure in front of him did not decrease, this group of crazy believers is really not afraid of death at all, Aresia can't imagine how Zhang Heng would deal with the siege of so many people if he lost his only weapon.

Seeing this, Ole also wanted to help, but his injuries were much more serious than Arethea's, especially the position of his waist, he was stabbed by a fruit knife not long ago, and now he was still bleeding, Ole took off his shirt and bandaged it indiscriminately, trying to get up from the ground again but was weak.

But then he saw a scene that stunned him, only to see that Zhang Heng, who had put away the gun, had been forced into a corner by the fanatics, but then he saw him pull out a knife from the travel bag he had been carrying.

When Zhang Heng held the knife in his hand, even those fanatical believers who had become a little crazy in their minds smelled a hint of danger, and the guy closest to him didn't even see Zhang Heng's movements, so he knelt on the ground with his neck covered, blood gushed out from his fingers, and in a blink of an eye, his throat could no longer make a sound.

And this knife was just the beginning, and then Zhang Heng put down the travel bag in his hand, pulled out the second knife from it, and then no longer retreated, but rushed directly into the crowd.

Although those fanatical believers are still as fearless as before, even if they fight for their lives, they have to leave some memorial on Zhang Heng's body, but compared to Zhang Heng, their movements are too slow, and they can't keep up with the speed and pace of their opponents at all, but they are like gourd babies who came to save their grandfather, in the eyes of Ole and Aletia, they took the initiative to put their necks under Zhang Heng's blade.

The scene in front of me can no longer even be called a battle, it is a complete slaughter.

Ole and Alethia didn't realize until this time that Zhang Heng was quite merciful when the two sides fought last time, and they didn't use all their strength at all, otherwise their performance might not be much better than these fanatics in front of them.

The Inuit boy's eyes widened, and if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he couldn't believe that anyone could really hone his fighting skills to this extent, because he was so engrossed that he even forgot about the injury on his waist.

"Really, I'm getting in trouble, where did this come from......"

On the second floor of the museum, the man on crutches also muttered that he had been drinking in his office while staring at the fanatics downstairs through the surveillance to see how they besieged and killed Ole and Arethea, only to see that the battle was about to end, and was actually interrupted by an uninvited guest.

At the beginning, the person on crutches didn't care much, in his opinion, it was nothing more than a number of people running to send people's heads, but he didn't expect the other party to be so powerful, where is this to send people's heads, it was completely on his turf to open Wushuang, so the people on crutches didn't dare to watch the play anymore, put down the wine glass, picked up the shotgun on the side and quietly touched out of the office.