I never understood why he was so unhurriedly chasing me. Isn't that his job? Isn't he afraid that the situation will expand and the state will intervene? My repeated escapes were due to his carelessness, which seemed to be deliberately amplifying the damage, more like a demonstrative warning or some kind of unspoken affirmation than killing me.

However, it may also be a limitation on the duration of the body and weapon cooldown.

This time I succeeded in rushing into the crowd again, and when the people saw the murderer behind me, they immediately screamed and pushed away, and made way as if they were welcoming His Majesty, and I rushed out of the way, instead of taking the right path. This despicable act of mine immediately drew curses from the crowd, and some people even tried to catch me and throw me out.

I grabbed my outstretched hand and skillfully pushed the other person onto the others, and the place I passed by was immediately filled with mourning, and people gathered around to watch the person who was hit, becoming a barrier against the murderer.

I looked back at the distance.

At this time, the man did not hesitate to raise the high-frequency radiation weapon.

At the same time, a gunshot rang out, and the man's movements paused. The bullet didn't work against him, of course, and he turned his head to look in the direction the bullet was coming from. A number of police cars came to a stop, and as soon as they got out of the car, they used the doors as a baffle and pointed their guns at the arrogant criminals.

"You're surrounded, lay down your arms." Constantly shouting something like that.

They may not have noticed that their bullet was ineffective, or perhaps the first bullet was just a warning to draw the prisoner's attention, and they had no intention of firing again, thinking that they were in a stalemate with the prisoner. The back-up should increase soon, so they have the confidence to capture the prisoner alive.

As a result, the prisoners simply changed the direction of the high-frequency radioactive weapon in their hands and swung it towards them, and the hurricane-like shock wave immediately killed and injured the police team. The open door was completely torn, the body was flattened, and the human body flew in the air, decomposed, fell freely, withered on the ground, and there was no moaning at the end, either unconscious or dead.

Taking advantage of the murderer's distraction, I shot the bullet again. There is a high probability that his weapon will not be able to attack continuously, this wave of attacks has been released, what else can stop the bullets this time?

The other party really raised his hand to block his head. It's not uncommon to be able to judge the direction of a bullet in a straight line, but it's amazing to be able to get in the way before the bullet arrives.

But this is not over, I expected this situation, the second, third, fourth bullets have been fired, and then I pulled out my dagger and rushed forward.

If you can get close to him before he swings his weapon, maybe there's still a chance.

The first opportunity created by the death of a large number of innocent people.

The bullet was blocked by the peculiar garment, and failed to penetrate what appeared to be plastic.

That's what I expected, and it's strange if the fancy dress doesn't even have the slightest use. The focus is on the two bullets in the back, bouncing off different angles and shooting at his head and weapon-holding right hand from different trajectories. Even if the bullet's lethality is weakened by the mask and uniform, it should be able to do some damage.

No, I want to be able to have enough impact to be close to him.

If you use a dagger, you will definitely be able to pose a certain threat to him.

Even if you can't win, you have to delay time.

It's not to wait for the arrival of the armed police brigade, the existence of this guy is no longer something that ordinary violent institutions can stop.

But as long as it can support the arrival of Zuojiang......

Zuojiang will definitely be able to catch up!

If it's her, she'll be able to win in close combat.

Different trajectories, almost the same time of bullet attacks, really made him unguardable. The temple and wrist were hit, he was forced to tilt his head, and the movement of his wrist also stagnated, the movement was cold and stiff, full of mechanical sense, I really don't know if he is in pain, whether it is really a human under the skin.

I finally managed to break into his side.

That's when I really realized how tall he was. Nearly two meters in size, full of soft strength, like a dark cloud, shrouded me as I swooped down to his feet.

I stabbed the dagger at his throat, but he only leaned back a little to avoid it, and reached out with his left hand to grab my arm, which seemed to crush the bone. I used the force to kick, and this time he didn't dodge, and was hit in the neck, and the elastic feeling spread from the shin of the leg, and the force of the kick was cushioned.

Several attacks, not even a single step, could get him out of place.

He stirred my arm so hard that before I could react, the sky and the earth were turned upside down. When the pain in the arm joint came, the body was already floating in the air, and the dagger was out of his hand. Before the person landed, he punched me in the stomach, and I was like a shrimp, involuntarily folding my body, and my internal organs seemed to be shattered by this punch.

The scenery drifted forward at a rapid pace, and I had gold stars in my eyes, and I fell heavily on a row of bicycles, clattering.

I struggled to my feet, and in my barely open eyes, the guy raised that terrible Bounded weapon.

The air is compressing, it is vibrating.

The hand he had caught was no longer susceptible, and I pulled out my pistol with my left hand, which should have two rounds left.

There seemed to be no way out of the way in front of my eyes, but at this time, the fear of running away in a panic was completely gone. Many questions crossed my mind at this moment. Did you make the wrong choice? Do you regret dying here? The answer is unexpectedly obvious, and you don't need to think about right or wrong, because it's a choice made after thinking about it, and it's the same if you die, so you won't regret it, but you just have a little regret.

It's a rare time for life to suddenly become exciting and interesting, and it's a shame not to be able to go on.

You can't be Sakuya's hero anymore.

I can't go down with Zuo Jiang anymore.

I fell behind halfway, it was so ugly.

"Zuo Jiang!" I shouted to the sky with all my might.

This name is my last words.

There was a tearing sound in the air, and the spinning axe magnified in my field of vision, slashing at the masked man's raised right hand. For a moment, I felt his gaze change, whether it was shock or something, dyed with a color other than coldness. The attack was so sudden, so swift that he didn't seem to notice it at all, and he couldn't stop it.

Behind him, the moment he attacked, was the blind spot of defense?

High-frequency radioactive weapons are out of hand.

I came back to my senses faster than he did.

Shoot! Shoot!

Prevent him from regaining his weapon.

His hand was struck by the stacked bullets, and the sound of the weapon falling to the ground was so clear that it was as if there was only this sound left in the entire world.

I took a deep breath and rushed forward dragging my right hand, which I didn't know if it was dislocated or broken.

One step quicker than I was the familiar orthopedic shadow. The woman fell from the sky as if tearing through the night, and the bottom of her skirt flew up, but what occupied the eyeballs more than the view was the fist that was clenched hard and full of majestic momentum.

The iron fist slammed into the masked man's temple, and the tall body, which had been immobile no matter how much I attacked, suddenly spun like a spinning top, and before it landed, it was clamped down on the face by the open palm.

What an exaggerated posture, one foot raised back, the whole body tilted downward, and the woman concentrated all the strength of her body on this blow, slamming that expressionless strange face to the ground.

There was a loud sound like a piledriver, and the masked man's head hit the ground first, then his body and feet.

The concrete floor was smashed into a circle of clear cracks.

Then she stomped on his head. A sneer.

"Freak, you seem to take good care of my family's Achuan."