The high-power energy-saving lamp in the noodle shop was splashed with red flesh and blood, and it didn't magically explode immediately.

In this way, the light in the entire small shop immediately turned into an eerie red.

Under this kind of frightening red light, none of the three expressionless middle-aged women, or even the thin shop owner whose stomach had exploded, fell to the ground like Fang Ping.

Instead, their hands and arms, which were cuffed behind their backs, writhed and struggled as if they were boneless, trying to break free from the handcuffs.

It was precisely because of this action that the flesh on their wrists was quickly strangled by the hard alloy handcuffs.

The flesh of the wrist was turned outward, and streams of blood flowed down the palm of the hand to the ground.

On the ground, the insects that had been dyed blood-red were still writhing with all their might, and among them, those who were closer to the fallen Fang Ping.

At this moment, it was already squirming on the ground, burrowing into their mouths and noses.

Such a scene fell into the eyes of everyone outside the restaurant, it was a cruel scene like hell, and a group of battle-hardened tunics were better, and those dozen or so diners vomited on the spot......

In the sound of a gunshot, the first reaction was Xiao Yan, a girl.

As long as she is not with Zhang Dixian, Xiao Yan is definitely worthy of the elite women of the new era, as well as the identity of middle and high-level cadres in the sub-bureau.

In fact, Zhang Wei, who has experienced a trip to the island country, reacted faster than Xiao Yan.

But the comrades of the sub-bureau, in order to protect the dog-dan comrades who are quite valued by the superiors, he has always been put in the last safe position.

Now in front of him were all his own swaying figures, holding the Czech-style goods, and he couldn't find the angle to fire.

At the same time as the shooting was fired, a series of orders were issued from Xiao Yan's mouth:

"The bazookas and flamethrowers stand back, no one can fire arbitrarily until they are sure enough not to injure their colleagues; ”

After receiving an effective order, in the abrupt change, the tunics, who were temporarily distracted, immediately took action.

When a few long, loud gunshots rang out behind him, the bodies of the four targets in the small shop exploded one by one.

Several other pistols and micro-charges were also fired at the targets inside.

The only people who were embarrassed were the men carrying bazookas and flamethrowers.

They didn't dare to pull the trigger at their fingertips, in such a small shop with a big fart, a single fire would definitely accidentally injure Fang Ping who fell to the ground.

The four people in the small shop who are still struggling to break free from the handcuffs are simply the best targets, and at such a distance of ten or twenty meters, there is no possibility for the tunics to miss.

For a while, bullets continued to hit them, and each target was hit by at least a dozen or more shots.

However, the bullets that hit them did not have the expected consequences, and logically speaking, the bullets of the large-caliber sniper rifles alone hit their heads, chests and other vital positions.

Such a powerful blow is directly the result of a headshot and a big hole in the chest.

In fact, after the sniper bullet pierced their flesh and skin, it seemed to completely disappear into their body, and those terrifying bullet kinetic energy seemed to be non-existent.

The high-powered sniper bullets were like this, and so were the other bullets, and under a dense burst of gunfire, they did not knock down any of them at all.

After a few seconds, the crowd outside the shop ran out of bullets.

Just as they were busy changing their magazines, the four people in the small shop broke free of their handcuffs and suddenly pounced on the outside of the small shop......

"I'll go! You shoot, you shoot, swing over, shake over a yarn. Zhang Wei complained so much.

Then he grabbed the collar of a tunic in front of him, and threw the tunic out of the far back with a force.

Just now, when it was time for him to open fire, he was blocked by the cargo in front of him.

Now that it's a critical time, there's not so much to care about.

"Everyone retreated, changed into cold weapons and attacked with true yuan, the things in these guys' bodies should belong to the spirit body, ordinary firearms are useless at all. Zhang Wei reminded loudly again.

At the same time, Zhang Wei, who finally had a shooting angle, finally opened fire with the Czech style.

His target was the shopkeeper who rushed to the front, the big hole in the belly that was overturned with flesh and blood, and when he frantically pulled the trigger, a shuttle of twenty bullets all accurately hit the big belly.

This time, the shopkeeper, who had just rushed to the door of the small shop, finally wailed in pain after being shot.

Even on his body, a huge flame rose, and in the midst of the raging flames, a black shadow with a different face loomed in it.

Sure enough, these people were possessed by spirits such as ghosts......

After temporarily solving one, Zhang Wei quickly threw away the Czech gun in his hand, but did not pull out the shell gun, but rushed forward with the handle of the knife in his right hand.

In his previous observations, he felt a bit of the breath of a living person in these people.

In this way, who would have thought that there was still an evil spirit in the body of these guys, and for this operation, he had long been ready to come to make soy sauce.

Even the demon-breaking bullets that deal with the spirit effect are only a little temporary.

That is, the magazine handed over to Xiao Yan, as well as the five in the Czech style, these five are still mixed with ordinary bullets.

For the sake of lethal effect, he could only pour all the bullets at the shopkeeper, who seemed to be the most threatening guy.

It's too late to regret why you didn't process a little more bullets just now.

Zhang Wei had already rushed forward, and he decided to intercept the remaining three middle-aged women first, so that those tunics would have more time to react.

It's not that Zhang Wei doesn't look down on their combat effectiveness, but they really don't have many means to deal with this kind of spirit.

It's just that when Zhang Wei rushed to the door of the small shop, he was about to collide with a middle-aged woman and slash out the long-standing knife.

At his feet, the shopkeeper, who had burned into a ball and was not the slightest threatened, had undergone an astonishing change.

Under the tearing of his hand, a large piece of human skin with flesh and blood was torn off by him, revealing the true body inside: a naked, flat-chested young girl.

The flames that hurt her so much were also torn off from her true body as the human skin was torn off.

And the human skin, which still had flames, was also smashed at Zhang Wei by that girl.

Not to mention the burning flames, it was a disgusting human skin full of flesh and blood, Zhang Wei didn't want to be smashed on his body at all, he could only dodge the human skin with a short body, and then stabbed the girl on the head.

As for the three middle-aged women, they rushed out from Zhang Wei's side and rushed into the crowd of tunics who retreated backwards.

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