Chapter 4 Black Legs of 9.58 seconds in 100 meters
"Shit! Hell, what's that TM? The employer didn't say that we were going to kill a superman, and he didn't give us enough money to buy a coffin! "The goggles were in a terrible mental state, waving the submachine gun in his hand and scolding.
This is normal, anyone who knows that the world they live in hides Superman who leaps between high-rise buildings, and the bullet will turn around, it will be a little difficult to accept.
It will take a while for Goggles to reshape their three views, but Russell has no idea of giving Goggles psychological counseling, especially when the other party's muzzle has been shaking at him.
"Shut your foul mouth and hide quickly, he didn't leave, if you don't want to die."
Russell pushed away the bearded corpse and leaned into the angle between the concrete pillar and the fence, a position that was not safe against an enemy that would bend bullets, but he had no other choice.
When Goggles heard Russell's words, he immediately closed his mouth and ran towards Russell's hidden position very deceitfully.
Boom!
Russell was just about to scold him to get away, but his heart suddenly palpitated, and when he heard a gunshot, the body of the goggles fell straight beside him, and now he really shut up.
It was still a headshot, looking at the mutilated head around him, Russell's heart was pounding, the fear of death overcame other senses, he didn't feel nausea and nausea or other discomfort, and subconsciously lowered his head and curled up.
Boom!
Bullets whizzed over Russell's head, and the breeze was slightly warm, making his scalp tingle.
"System, equip 'Character Card: Temple Guard', hurry up!" Russell uttered this sentence almost in his heart, if it weren't for the fact that he was born with a supernormal sixth sense, he would have been shot in the head.
As he spoke, Russell threw away his sniper rifle and fumbled around his body, finding nothing but a flashbang at his lower back, not even a small pistol. Looking at the submachine gun in his hand a meter away, he fell into a state of extreme speechlessness.
The UMP45 submachine gun with a laser scope is within reach, and it can be held superbly, but he is afraid that as soon as he stretches out his hand, he will no longer have a hand.
[Please note that this world cannot equip 'Character Card: Temple Guard', please choose another card to use!] γ
When Russell heard this, his face was crooked, he only had a total of three character cards, and the strongest temple guard could not be used, could it be that he was equipped with Bolt to challenge whether humans could outrun bullets?
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
After several gunshots in a row, Russell subconsciously curled up again, he was not shot, but the guns on the ground were all damaged by the big back, and his miraculous marksmanship slashed the trigger, and he didn't even let go of the sniper rifle thrown out by Russell.
The chances of survival are even slimmer!
"Yes, I rarely miss, and although you are an assassin, your consciousness is great. Looks like you're supposed to be their leader, maybe you know the news of the cross, tell me and I'll consider letting you go! β
Probably with the victory in hand, the big back head was not in a hurry to kill Russell, and began to take information with gloves on. As he spoke, he caught a glimpse of a marker in the clearing, a charcoal black cross.
βWhat the fcukοΌβ
The horror in the eyes of the big back head flickered, and the raised foot quickly retracted, quickly realizing that this was an ultra-long-range sniper against him, the sniper used an astronomical telescope, and the mark on the ground was positioning.
When a predator kills its prey, it will also be included in the menu by other predators!
The big back knew very well that he could do this, and that the only one who saw him as his prey was the Cross, the strongest assassin of the Brotherhood.
"Tell me, news of the cross, and I promise to spare you! I promise! The big back took another step away, gritting his teeth and whispering.
The devil knows where the cross is...... No, I really think I know......
Russell remembers the Assassin Cross who had been by his son's side for many years, silently watching his son's growth from behind. This includes a series of daily routines such as the son from birth to adulthood, from school to work, playing with his girlfriend, playing with his son's friends and girlfriends, and so on.
However, Russell only knew that there was a light rail nearby, and did not know the specific name of the place, so he might be able to find out by referring to the map, and more directly, directly to find the son of the cross.
But so what?
Say it, can the big back really let him go?
Don't make trouble, this is not credible at all, Chang Wei said that he doesn't know martial arts, and he didn't see him calling for blessings as soon as he entered the door!
"System, equip 'Character Card: Subway Police'!" Russell silently said in his heart, only asking for this middle-aged uncle with a big belly to really come from the Delta Army.
In that case, he still has a little hope!
[Does the host equip 'Character Card: Subway Police' cover the character card skin?] γ
The cold voice of the system's mechanization sounded, but fortunately, there was no hint this time that it could not be equipped, otherwise Russell would really have no tricks.
"What does it mean to cover the skin?"
[The host designates to equip a character card, and the appearance and body shape will also be assimilated into the appearance of the character until the card expires.] This time the system was not stingy and gave Russell a reply.
Russell thought about the honor of the middle-aged uncle, and it seemed that it was worrying to take off the hat hairline, so he directly refused: "You don't need to cover the skin, if I don't open my mouth, I won't cover the skin by default in the future." β
[The host permission is insufficient, and this operation cannot be performed!] γ
The garbage system ruins my youth!
Russell took a deep breath and didn't want to talk nonsense with the scum system anymore: "Equip the 'Character Card: Subway Police' without covering the skin." β
[Host equipment 'Character Card: Subway Police', countdown 300 seconds, timer starts.] γ
As soon as the system's voice fell, Russell noticed the changes in himself, he didn't feel like killing a cow with one punch, and there was no change in strength, body, and intelligence, but there were a lot of pictures about firearms and special operations in his mind.
At this moment, give him a gun, and he can play with flowers!
"If I say it, will you really let me go?"
As Russell spoke, he pulled out a flashbang and gently pulled the tab off.
The corners of the big back head hooked up a smile: "Of course, I don't have to lie to you, and besides, you can only choose to believe me, right?" β
"Okay, then I'll walk out now, don't point the gun at me, you're too accurate."
Russell let go of his fingers, let the reed fall on his lap, and after counting it twice, he threw the flashbang out against the ground.
Ding-ding-bell!
βOh fcukοΌβ
The big back head didn't wait for Russell, saw the flashbang rolling on the ground, blurted out an angry curse, turned around and accelerated to the corner to dodge. At the moment of running, he didn't forget to throw the gun and reward Russell with two arc bullets.
Rumble!
Russell grasped the time very accurately, did not give the big back much time to react, the explosion was accompanied by a brief bright light, the loud noise made the big back head dizzy and deaf, and the bright light made him fall into a brief blindness.
On the other hand, Russell was not much better, he threw a flashbang at the same time, and immediately fell to the ground, which saved his life, not being killed on the spot by the bullet that turned the corner, but also made him affected by the shock of the flashbang explosion.
Both of them fell to the ground at the same time, groaning in pain, and after about two minutes, it was Russell who finally stood up first, he was only affected, and his recovery was much faster than that of the big back.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Unable to stand, he moved backwards with one hand on the ground, firing continuously with a gun in the other.
Russell clung to the concrete pillar, bullets crackling against the wall beside him, splattering clusters of debris. It stands to reason that Big Back should have lost his sight and hearing abilities by now, but he still relied on his instinct to shoot continuously at Russell's position.
That's probably why he's a top killer!
"Ahββββh
After the sound of the bullet entering the flesh, Russell was angry...... Ahem, Russell's terrible screams rang out.
"Legs...... My leg! My 100-meter 9.58 seconds black hair! Shot!! β