Chapter Thirty-Eight: Old Yin Goods (Collect!) Ask for recommendations! )
While Wang Bing was amazed, the speed in his hand was indeed not satisfied at all, and the licker on the opposite side had already rushed towards Wang Bing again after howling in pain.
The claws as sharp as knives were already raised high in the air, and Wang Bing could see that the licker's white claws had a trace of flesh on them, and Wang Bing could even see that the tip of one of the claws was obviously broken, and a piece was missing.
Muzzle bullets continued to shoot at the licker's chest in the firelight.
Bump Bump Bump!
"Bump!" Wang Bing was thrown to the ground by the licker.
Is this considered being forced?
The licker once again raised his sharp claws towards Wang Bing's head.
Wang Bing's legs suddenly clamped the licker's body, and when the licker raised his paws, his body was bound to rise, and Wang Bing took advantage of this opportunity to quickly change his posture.
Although the claws came down, they were directly grazed from the bulletproof suit on Wang Bing's chest.
The cloth on the bulletproof suit was instantly cut by the sharp claws, and the scraped thread rags were directly hung on Wang Bing's face by the claws of the licker.
"Phew!" Wang Bing cursed, and just now a rag fell into his mouth, spitting it out. The submachine gun in his hand just now was out of bullets, and this almost made Wang Bing find a chance.
Change the magazine!
The discarded magazine was dropped, but the licker once again headed for Wang Bing's neck, this time not with its sharp claws, but with its large bloody hulacha mouth.
"Is that all you have to offer?" Wang Bing sneered.
Wang Bing's mouth was scolding, his legs were straining at once, and Wang Bing's legs were still clamping the licker's waist fiercely at this time.
Although the action is a little shy, it is very practical, and people who have used it say that it is good.
"Click!" The licker bit straight away, his teeth clenched together.
"Click!" This time, it was the gun in Wang Bing's hand that was loaded with a magazine, and Wang Bing suddenly pushed the magazine into it with one hand, and as soon as he pulled the bolt, the bullet hit the red blood-red sarcoma like a heart on the chest of the licker.
Sure enough, this sarcoma is the weakness of the licker, the speed and strength of the licker are very strong, and the head has also been strengthened, not an ordinary gun can be shattered, but this sarcoma in the chest is the easiest to hurt.
The bullet penetrated the sarcoma, the blood splashed directly, and the licker suddenly fell heavily on Wang Bing's body without the slightest strength.
The sound of bullets sounded in the distance, and Wang Bing knew that it should be Qin Fen who was concentrating on dealing with his opponent, the other licker.
Wang Bing quickly got up from his shameful posture and found that no one was looking at him.
Kindness!
And no one saw it. This kind of shameful thing must be silenced if it is known.
The licker in the distance was still playing a game with Qin Fen, Wang Bing smiled, looking at the gun in Qin Fen's hand, this guy is about to run out of bullets, right?
Wang Bing was ready to help the licker come to a wave of assists, raised his gun and shot at Qin Fen twice.
The bullet streaked through the space and instantly bombarded Qin Fen's arm.
Qin Fen was originally fighting with the licker, where did he still have any mind to pay attention to Wang Bing, at this time, he was directly shot twice in the arm, and the bullet pierced his arm fiercely, and one arm was directly scrapped.
"Wang Bing!" Qin Fen roared angrily.
Click!
At this time, the bullets of the gun in Qin Fen's hand also ran out.
Where does the licker care about this, there is no gentleman villain in its brain at all, and it directly grabbed Qin Fen fiercely with one claw.
The smell of blood made it even more exciting.
Qin Fen wanted to dodge, but because his body was extremely uncomfortable due to the crippled arm, the coordination of his body was completely beyond Qin Fen's calculations.
Wang bing!
This damn king soldier!
Qin Fen felt his green tendons completely explode. If he could escape, he would definitely find a way to kill Wang Bing, for that mission, but even more so for the revenge he had suffered for such humiliation.
"Hmm!" The licker's claws instantly severed Qin Fen's already useless arm.
It's empty, only blood keeps flowing.
"Smack!" Qin Fen threw away the gun in his hand, moved his wrist slightly, and a pistol instantly appeared in Wang Bing's slightly surprised eyes.
Desert Eagle!
Wang Bing was a little surprised to find the desert in this guy's hand, but he didn't expect that this kid also had a similar space.
But the next moment, Wang Bing was completely stunned, where was the gun in Qin Fen's hand still a gun? It's simply a super submachine gun.
The speed was exactly like a constant flight out of the muzzle of the gun, and then slammed into the licker's body.
In just a few seconds, Wang Bing felt no less than twenty bullets hit the licker's body, and a blood mist flew up.
The licker was also completely panicked, and at this moment he was hit by so many bullets.
It howled, and then roared in Qin Fen's direction with all its might, but it met Qin Fen's next round of bullets.
The Desert Eagle originally needed the powerful force control, but Qin Fen was obviously the same person as Wang Bing, and he must have exchanged for something of physical strength.
The Desert Eagle didn't tremble in the hands of this guy in the slightest, recoil?
Is it good that it doesn't exist?
There is no unhooking and no recoil, it's that strong!
Wang Bing didn't have time to sigh at this kid Qin Fen, because he now knew that if he didn't guess wrong, this Desert Eagle was a gun with infinite bullets.
Infinite bullets and a modified version of infinite bullets, pull the trigger, and the bullets are infinitely fired.
Although that gun is good, Wang Bing knows that this is really terrifying!
How could the lickers survive under the bombardment of such a dense barrage of bullets.
I'm afraid that in less than two minutes, the little guy was covered with bullets, and even if he hadn't killed it, the weight of the bullets would have been enough to crush the guy to death.
Escape!
Flee decisively!
There are a lot of bullets in my backpack, but in front of the infinite bullet pistol, I am completely a scumbag!
Lemon!
Looking at Qin Fen who was still struggling in the distance, Wang Bing took a deep look at Qin Fen.
I'm going to buy lemons, you're good here, I'll be back soon.
Leaving Qin Fen with a deep back, he threw a few grenades by the way, and then quickly left the empty office, and then walked in another direction.
Although the detour is a little farther, it is safe!
"Boom, boom!" The roaring sound of the grenade exploding made Wang Bing smile lightly, pineapple should taste good.
Old yin, this is the name he has gained in this army.
……
Qin Fen pushed away the completely unformed licker in front of him, it was so dangerous just now!
The licker's body is full of muscles, which is still good, on the one hand, Wang Bing's grenade was not thrown in front of Qin Fen, so now he is only slightly injured, and it does not have much impact on his body.
The main impact on him was that Wang Bing's two shots just now caused him to have his arm and hand scratched off by the licker, but what was even more terrifying was the invasion of the virus.
Antidote!
His first thought was Spence's box of antidotes.
ps: I don't feel like I'm in a state for the past two days, so I'll adjust it, and the rhythm in front of me hasn't been written. Somewhat lost.