Chapter 460: The Heart is a Weakness

3 at 10 o'clock, 4 at 12 o'clock, and 4 at 2 o'clock......

Russell holds a gun in both hands, his eyes turned blue by magic, and he can see through the monster's disguise and distinguish it from the crowd.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Bang β€”β€”β€”β€”

The sand eagle fired quickly, and the penetrating magic bullet burst out of the chamber, and as Russell's arm moved, the monster pointed at the gun was shot one by one.

The number of monsters in the hall exceeded thirty, and the distance was within fifty meters, and the sand eagle kept firing, killing these monsters one by one.

Father Russell's appearance was too conspicuous and easy to feel safe, and even though he killed the monsters in a different way than he had imagined, the crowd still swarmed towards his location.

Some cunning monsters transform into human forms and lurk in the crowd, while others look for obstacles to hide from the rain of blue bullets.

The monster hiding in the crowd was singled out by Russell for a headshot, and the monster that was hiding was pierced by bullets along with the obstacles.

"Roar Roar Roar β€”β€”β€”β€”"

The monster that was killed by Russell's headshot before twitched and crawled up, and the single hole on the door of the brain healed itself, and the most exaggerated thing was that a new head directly grew, which was even uglier than the original one.

"It shouldn't be!"

Russell frowned, the magic bullet restrained the monsters of the ghost type, even if they couldn't kill the powerful individuals, it should be more than enough to destroy the trash fish.

"Roar Roar Roar β€”β€”β€”β€”"

The fishy wind came from behind, and the monster transformed into a bewitching beauty was shot in the head by Russell, and at this moment he healed himself, launched a sneak attack from behind, and pounced with his teeth and claws.

Russell's body did not move, and the sand eagle poked out from under his armpit, and the high-strength magic bullet came out of the chamber, and with only one bullet, it exploded in the air.

Dirty blood flew everywhere, viscous and fishy green liquid splashed out, and several unlucky eggs were drenched, nauseous and unbearable, bowing their heads and spitting up.

The monster that was blown up did not come back to life, Russell turned his head and stared at the head of the beautiful monster rolling on the ground, his eyes thoughtful, and the rapid-fire bullet came out of the chamber, shooting through the heart of a monster at 3 o'clock.

The monster screamed and fell to the ground, scorching white smoke rising and its body convulsing into puddles of pus.

"I see, the heart is a weakness!"

Finding the monster's Achilles' heel, Russell held the gun in one hand, pulled the trigger continuously, and rained down blue bullets in three seconds, shooting through the hearts of a total of 12 monsters in the hall.

The monsters hiding in the crowd were the closest and the fastest to die, while the monsters that refused to show their heads with the help of cover were shattered by high-strength magic bullets along with obstacles.

On the ceiling of the hall, four monsters hung upside down like creepers, their limbs catapulting hard, and launched an attack from the top of Russell's head.

Cracking sound!

The arc flashed, and the thunder turned into a silver-white giant wolf, leaping out of Russell's body, and roasting the four monsters into charcoal in the air.

Then, the giant wolf ran against the wall, swallowing the monsters on the observation deck one by one, and swallowed them all into his stomach.

The few remaining monsters panicked, knowing that they would not escape death even if they hid behind cover, so they let go and rushed towards the gate.

The gate sealed by their own hands became the biggest obstacle to escape at the moment, they hurriedly pushed the door bolt and iron rod, and a second before they pushed the door open, a blue bullet rain hit.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Bang β€”β€”β€”β€”

As the last few monsters turned to pus, the battle in the hall was declared over, and Russell stood at the table, his eyes glowing blue and he looked around to make sure there were no hidden monsters in the crowd.

Everyone who was watched by Russell felt a chill in their hearts, as if they were in the ice and snow without clothes, and all their secrets were exposed. The worldview was subverted, and some people fell to their knees, clenched their hands into fists and read the Bible. Those who can't read it also pretend to open their mouths and count one, two, three, four, five, six, seven.

Russell ignored the group and looked in the direction of the gate, keenly aware that the door was surrounded by thousands of monsters.

Several truck drivers who were full of gangsters walked towards the gate, not frightened and trying to escape from the land of right and wrong, but each with blood on their hands, staying by the side of Russell, the priest, feeling uncomfortable, for fear of being purified.

The reason why this bar only serves truck drivers and motorcyclists is because these people are not clean on their hands, and even if they disappear, no one will hold them accountable.

Russell didn't stop them, and when several people pushed open the door, he clenched the sand eagle with both hands, poured magic power into the blade, and shot out the magic light blade, and crossed his hands and waved forward.

The door was pushed open, a twittering shriek rang out, and dense black shadows rushed in like a cloud. The black crowd of countless vampire bats swarmed in, and in the blink of an eye, several truck drivers were sucked into human hands.

Qiang!!

A crisp sword roar sounded, and the aftermath lingered in my ears, and X-shaped sword qi shot out, cutting down countless bats through the clouds, and finally blooming on the wall.

Rock avalanches, huge X-shaped nicks, embedded deep in the cracks in the walls.

This death and injury was at most a drop in the bucket of tens of thousands of bats, and the clouds poured into the hall in a scream.

Russell raised his hand and shot continuously, bursting the wine cabinet and wine barrel at the bar, and on his fingers, Nanya, the Water Ring, shone slightly. Splashes of liquor swept in, turning into a curtain of water to block the vampire bats.

Poof! Puffβ€”β€”β€”β€”

The bats swarmed up, lying densely on the water curtain, and a large number of them gnawed at the water curtain little by little, making it crumbling.

Russell raised his hand and snapped his fingers, the water curtain slowly moved forward, and the thunder element giant wolf, which had been sitting quietly for a long time, rushed into the water curtain with his limbs, merging with it.

Cracking sound!

Boomβ€”β€”β€”β€”

Electric sparks ignite the drink, the water curtain becomes a wall of fire, and the scorching heat burns a continuous sound of popping beans. Under the continuous baptism of red flames and blue lightning, countless bats gathered together could escape, and they were drowned in the sea of fire and burned to ashes one by one.

"Let's go, it's safe outside!"

Russell walked towards the door with two guns in hand, and as he passed the gate, a vampire bat with its wings burned off barked and roared at him.

β€œHe~~~tui!”

Russell looked down and spat at it, and the electric spark flickered, burning the bat to ashes.

In the hall, the crowd was stunned, until Russell's back disappeared, and then he remembered that the bar was a monster's lair, and crawled out one by one.

……

Outside the door, the sound of engines starting continued, and motorcycles and trucks pulled out of the parking lot.

The Jacobs stood next to Russell, and until then, they still looked incredulous. Jacob, in particular, has been the hardest hit, he has been a priest for more than 20 years, he has always regarded faith as spiritual sustenance, and never thought that there really is a devil in the world.

"Father, you knew they were monsters from the beginning?" Seth had a complicated face, clenched his pistol, and stood in front of Russell.

"Yes!"

"Including that glamorous dancer?"

"Yes!"

"Then why don't you kill her right away, so Richard won't die." Seth's eyes were red, and he raised his hand and put it back, but he didn't dare to point a gun at Russell after all.

"He's guilty!"

Russell shrugged his shoulders, a neurotic murderer full of evil, who would only save when he was full. The rest of the people in the bar were pretty much the same, and he really didn't plan to save anyone except Jacob's family.

Hearing this, Seth fell to his knees on the ground, holding his head with both hands, and looking at his shaking shoulders, he should be crying.

"Jacob, get out of here, it's dangerous."

"What about you?"

"There's still something to deal with, you don't have to wait for me......"

Russell said, walking into the door of the bar again, he could sense that there was more than one floor of the bar, and there were many monsters below that did not show their faces.