In the driving convoy, sharp-eyed thugs had already seen the smoke and dust blown up in the distance, and the figures standing in the smoke.

There was a jeep driving in front of him, and suddenly leaned out of the window half of his body, holding an AK, and pulled the board machine at Zhang Lang in the smoke.

Da-da-da-da!

At the moment when the gunshots rang out in the distance, Zhang Lang's frowning brows relaxed.

When the convoy appeared, Zhang Lang was not 100% sure that these people were coming for them.

Now that the shooting was fired on the other side, he could already be sure that these people were in the same group as the people who broke into the hotel!

The speed of the bullet is high, that's right.

But now that Zhang Lang is strong, how fast is it?

He himself didn't know this, and Nalan Qingrou and the others couldn't give an exact statement.

It's just one thing for sure, as long as Zhang Lang is on guard, it will be difficult for the bullets during the shooting process to hit him!

Almost instantaneously, a roar sounded under Zhang Lang's feet. This is because of the sound of the force of the legs after the sudden stamping.

In an instant, the bullet in the burst shot pierced through the smoke and hit the seat where Zhang Lang had just been.

And Zhang Lang had already appeared five meters away, rushing towards the convoy at a gallop.

His speed startled all the thugs who saw it, thinking that it was not a person, but a ghost.

Before they could react, it could also be said that Zhang Lang's speed was too fast, almost two or three seconds, his figure had already rushed to the front of the convoy, jumped directly to the roof of the jeep, grabbed his left hand down, and with a bang, his fingers penetrated the roof iron plate, stabilizing his body. With a stretch of his right arm, a knife slashed at the throat of the thug who had just shot at him.

I heard a click, and blood burst out.

The head of the thug was cut into the air by Zhang Lang's hands.

If you look closely, you can see this head rolling in the air, with an expression of disbelief on its face.

In an instant, there was confusion in the moving convoy, and there was a sound of brakes.

Fortunately, Zhang Lang's palm grabbed the roof of the car, otherwise he would have been thrown out with this sudden braking.

At the moment when the jeep under him just stopped, Zhang Lang's palm holding the roof of the car slammed into force and pulled it backwards.

Quack!

A large hole was torn open in the roof of the jeep, and Zhang Lang's body jumped down like a leopard.

In addition to the headless corpse, there were three thugs who had already been frightened.

When he saw Zhang Lang, a thug in the back seat screamed in fright and picked up the machete in his hand.

Unfortunately, before his arm could be raised, one of Zhang Lang's fists had already hit him in the head.

Bang!

The thug's skull burst open, and blood splattered out of the brain.

The moment he withdrew his fist, Zhang Lang came out with both hands, grabbed directly in front row, and landed on the heads of the two thugs in the front and passenger seats, and his hands slammed together towards the middle.

Boom!

The two round heads collided once, and they directly cracked under the terrifying power.

In an instant, there was no living person in the car, Zhang Lang jumped up quickly and jumped out of the big hole in the roof of the car.

And just when he jumped out of the jeep, there were bursts of gunfire all around, and the jeep was instantly turned into a hornet's nest.

At this time, hundreds of people had already come down from the cars and trucks of the surrounding convoy, surrounding the jeeps.

More than a dozen of them, armed with guns of various shapes, fired wildly at the jeep.

Zhang Lang, who was on the roof of the car, saw so many people surrounding him, not only was he not afraid, but he was on tiptoe in the carport, his body was like electricity, and he jumped into the crowd in an instant.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding rioters were terrified.

Regardless of whether he aimed at Zhang Lang or not, he picked up the gun and fired wildly.

The flying bullets were like a raging storm, covering every inch of space within a radius of tens of meters.

The enemy was not hit, but wounded many of his companions on the other side of the encirclement, and for a time there were bursts of howls of ghosts and wolves.

At this time, Zhang Lang had already fallen into the crowd, and he was quickly bending down, using his hands and feet together, running close to the ground, like a swimming spirit snake, not only avoiding the inaccurate bullet rain, but also taking advantage of the situation to get close to a thug.

With both hands on the ground, Zhang Lang's body stood upside down, his legs wrapped up, and instantly twisted the opponent's neck.

Click!

The crisp sound of a broken bone rang out, and as his legs let go and his arms flipped violently to his feet, the thug's neck twisted strangely and fell to the ground.

At the moment when the thug fell, Zhang Lang's hands had already grabbed his body, blocked in front of him, used the thug's body as a shield, and let the bullets fired from all around beat the thug's body in front of him into a hornet's nest.

Not only that, Zhang Lang carried the corpse with his arm while taking quick steps, and directly crashed into the two thugs who were still firing on the side.

This scene terrified the two thugs who were shooting, and let out a cry of miserable fear.

Zhang Lang's speed and cruelty made them feel chills.

Before they could come up with a countermeasure, they were hit by Zhang Lang against the bloody corpse.

Boom!

The two thugs were directly knocked upside down and flew out, knocking down four or five people.

Throwing away the already somewhat fragmented corpse in his hand, Zhang Lang strode forward, and when the soles of his feet landed, they would fall very 'coincidentally' on the bodies of the thugs who fell to the ground.

Click, click......

Whenever the body is stepped on by Zhang Lang, there will be a sound of bone cracking and screams.

"It's a demon!"

"Shoot, shoot!"

"Kill him, kill him!"

The people around them were stupid and shouted desperately.

Taking advantage of such an opportunity, Zhang Lang raised his fists, kicked and slammed his knees, and the people who passed by turned over on their backs, and in the blink of an eye, the encirclement of more than 100 people was killed by him to make a gap.

And more than 100 people also fell down in an instant, and more than a dozen people became corpses that couldn't stand up.

The rest of the thugs, countless people have already been frightened by Zhang Lang's cruel methods and his companions who died tragically, and their faces are pale, and they can only tremble.

It's true that they are usually ruthless and murderous.

But they are a group of ordinary people after all.

In the face of Zhang Lang's violent attack like a non-human, boundless fear has already emerged in his heart.

In people's hearts, once there is fear, they will lose their cool and become timid.

Facing Zhang Lang, who was hunting them like a demon, the rest of the people began to retreat unconsciously.

They feel that they are no longer dealing with a human being, but a real devil who has come to hell!

Can humans kill devils?

They don't know.

They only knew that if they didn't find a way to stop Zhang Lang's attack on them, it wouldn't be long before they would become ghosts under the claws of the devil like their dead companions......