At the top of the floor of the office building, the sniper rifle in Yan Ming's hand kept bursting out armor-piercing bullets, and lightning grazed the barrel of the gun, exuding a strong smell of gunsmoke......

"The bullets for the sniper rifle, combined with my electric current, shot into the knee of this black-clothed man, but it didn't have any effect!?" Yan Ming was surprised at the same time, but also had a trace of doubt. Just as he was about to make up for a few shots, Yan Ming saw that the walking dead in the street were actually divided into two groups, instead of the black-clothed strangers gathered in the scope.

Following the trend of the walking dead, Yan Ming found that on the other side of the street, a black-clothed strange man in the same outfit appeared through the scope of the sniper rifle.

"Isn't it? 2 pcs? ”

At this time, Yan Ming can not tolerate a trace of neglect. The appearance of another black-clothed trickster meant that the enemy's strength was increasing, and Yan Ming didn't hesitate to shoot the newly discovered black-clothed trickster. It was the same bullet with an electric current, but it was fired in a different position than before, it was the head of the black-clothed man.

The trajectory of the bullet was like lightning, and when it shot into the head of the black-clothed stranger, a splash of blood spilled. However, Yan Ming didn't see the black-clothed trickster fall, so he fired a few more shots in a row. In the end, there was no effect, and there were only bullet holes on the body of the black-clothed man, but there was no blood flowing.

The brave and combative black-clad treacherous man shaved off the remains of several walking corpses, then struggled to climb the walls of the shop, and finally stood on the arcade. Just as Yan Ming was shooting, he ushered in a counterattack from the black-clothed man, who took out a sniper rifle from behind, aimed at the top of the office building in the dark cloud cover, and shot a bullet at Yan Ming's position.

In such a critical situation, Yan Ming entered the state of internal explosion of talent, but he only had time to turn his body around, and the bullet grazed his ear. Yan Ming quickly squatted down, rubbing his aching ears, and there seemed to be a residual hot feeling. Before Yan Ming could regain his breath, and the idea of counterattacking had not yet formed, another bullet was shot into the top of the office building and flew over Yan Ming's head.

"How is that possible? The bullet had clearly entered the head, and it didn't even die, only a trace of blood flowed out. In a short period of time, I was able to pinpoint my position without mishaps, so that I could make a precise counterattack. This is not human at all! Yan Ming felt palpitations, his fingers holding the sniper rifle were trembling, thinking of the trap at the entrance of the office building, Yan Ming rekindled the spark of hope and muttered: "Bullets can't die!" What about bombs? ”

When Yan Ming raised his head, he saw that the dark clouds of red lightning were dissipating, and he was sweating all over his body again. Yan Ming ran desperately, quickly rushed into the stairwell, started from the top of the office building and ran down, and finally stopped on the 5th floor of the office building. Using the scope of the sniper rifle, Yan Ming observed the black-clothed trickster who appeared first, and found that the situation was just as he thought, the black-clothed trickster's combat suit was not greatly damaged, only the bullet holes made by Yan Ming.

"Luckily, I have a grenade!" Yan Ming smashed the glass of the wall with the butt of his gun, and then took out more than 10 grenades from the backpack he was carrying. Using the scope of the sniper rifle, Yan Ming once again confirmed the latest location of the black-clothed treacher. After pondering the distance, Yan Ming threw out another grenade as a test of strength. However, the grenade passed through the broken window and landed near the black-clad treacherous man, and the distance of the mistake was about 1 meter.

Rumble!

As the blast sounded, the walking dead were blown into scattered rotten flesh. The black-clothed trickster next to him was blown up and fell a few meters away.

"In that case, you should be dead, right?" After the previous shooting test, Yan Ming didn't have much confidence in himself. The black-clothed figure who fell to the ground did not move at all, and the combat suit he was wearing was badly damaged, revealing dark skin, and only the right part of his body still had clothes remaining. The walking dead around him leaned over, and Yan Ming could only throw out 1 grenade again in order to ensure the death of the black-clothed man.

This time, the grenade landed accurately on the body of the black-clothed treacher, without much deviation. When the shrapnel exploded, it once again killed the walking dead around him, and the black-clothed man who fell to the ground had all his combat clothes destroyed, leaving only a few pieces of cloth.

There were broken pieces of flesh everywhere, but only the black-clothed man on the ground kept his body intact.

The black-clothed stranger without any clothes was all dark, as if he had a natural complexion. Yan Ming continued to inspect his body through the scope of the sniper rifle, but did not find any wounds. At the same time, Yan Ming didn't find any hair, the top of the black-clothed man's head was bare, and the crotch was also bare.

For these phenomena, Yan Ming didn't know whether they were naturally grown or blown up by grenades. One of the grenades thrown before was a high-explosive grenade, and the hair on the black-clothed man may have been blown off. As for the absence of injuries on his body, that is, the body repair ability of the black-clothed treacherous man is very amazing, and Yan Ming comforts his soul like this.

All in all, what happened to the black-clothed trickster attracted Yan Ming's mind and made him want to start decrypting it impatiently.

So judging the distance between the two sides, Yan Ming found that the black-clothed trickster lying on the ground was less than 200 meters away from him, while the other black-clothed trickster was 500 meters away. Thinking of these relationships, a new idea suddenly appeared in Yan Ming's mind, and he threw out a grenade again.

Next to the black-clad figure who fell to the ground, the walking dead tried to surround him, as if intending to get a piece of the pie. However, Yan Ming's 1 grenade once again destroyed these walking dead. On the 5th floor of the office building, Yan Ming shot the remaining walking dead with a sniper rifle, and then entered the inner explosion state of his talent, jumping down from the floor.

On the way to the black-clothed trickster, when there was still a distance of 24 meters, Yan Ming found that on the left side of the front, there was a straight knife that was deeply inserted into the ground, which was the saber of the black-clothed trickster.

"Good stuff! There was no damage! Yan Ming took advantage of the situation to pull it up and observe the straight knife in his hand from a professional perspective. In the state of the inner explosion of talent, the ability to perceive is far beyond the usual. Yan Ming found that the blade of the straight knife in his hand was about 1 meter long, and the blood grooves on both sides of the blade were exquisitely crafted and of excellent quality. However, at the end of the handle of the knife, Yan Ming found a prominent object, similar to a button, and he sighed suspiciously, saying; "What is this?"

Subconsciously, Yan Ming pressed it with the palm of his left hand.