"It's a smoke bomb!"

The people surrounding outside were all vicious murderers, and the moment Khaya threw out the smoke bomb, her hiding place was revealed.

Densely intertwined tongues of fire gathered from all sides, and all shot at the trunk of the giant tree where Krya was hiding.

The trunk crackled and groaned in pain, and a large chunk of bark had fallen off, and in less than ten seconds the tree would be smashed by the gunshots, exposing Khaya completely.

It's not that Song Yingxue won't pity Xiang Xiangyu, it's just that if he wants to solve the current dead end, someone must act as a bait to attract enemy firepower for his actions.

Besides, he is not a dogleg who does everything, even if he is a woman, he has to play his due value.

Although Song Ying also has the function of King Kong not bad god to resist bullets, the problem is that he is not proficient in learning and only knows how to strengthen the outer skin with internal force, low-stop bullets and the consumption of internal force is extremely large, and second, there are still heavy firepower, trolls, machine guns, everything.

And snipers hiding in extreme distances.

It was the Shaolin Temple that cultivated this kung fu to the top of the empty character masters, and when they came, they were afraid that they would be hated on the spot.

This side Keya attracted firepower, and Song Ying rushed out in an instant.

The speed was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he sprinted out more than 20 meters away, and a big man with a heavy machine gun shooting frantically was still laughing wildly, "Hahaha!" You're a bitch! "This is indeed a domestic man who speaks dialects.

The muscles under the dark skin are as hard as a rock.

The powerful recoil of the heavy machine gun was actually eaten by him alone, and most of such fierce men are afraid that they are only available in movies.

"Who?" The man suddenly glanced at the grass beside him and moved, but this small movement attracted his great attention, a black dart suddenly shot out of the grass, piercing the man's forehead, and with a strong stamina smashed his entire head, the dart drilled out of the back of the head, hanging viscous plasma, and finally fell into the grass more than ten meters away because of lack of strength.

This is Song Ying's power!

How strong is a man's skull, it is not much more difficult in front of him than it is to pierce tofu.

As the strong man fell to the ground, the rapid fire of the heavy machine gun stopped instantly.

Song Ying, who just wanted to pick up the heavy machine gun on the ground, scolded secretly, and his body backflipped repeatedly, dodging the bullets fired by grazing his heels.

"I went around to the back! Damn it! The others started shooting at Song Ying's position, but Keya played another role at the critical moment and fired two shots into the sky.

"He still has companions!" In this way, the success attracted some of the firepower.

The pressure on Song Ying's side has been doubled.

Landing again, he held a gun in his right hand and half-crouched on the ground.

Suddenly raised his head, the writing wheel eye was exerted to the extreme, and a pair of colored pupils were taken off by him, after all, it was a moment of life and death, and the color pupils would have some impact on the eyes after all, and the moment of testing dynamic vision, how could he drop the chain at a critical moment?

The white man, who was only five meters away from him, immediately met his scarlet eyes.

"Ah!!h

As if he had seen something terrible, the white man forgot to shoot, and only felt that the crimson was the most terrible thing he had ever seen in his life.

At the same time, more than a dozen bullets shot at Song Ying at a rapid pace in an orderly manner.

Both legs, right hand, slammed into the ground.

Boom!

The ground collapsed instantly, and three small pits were blown out, and he himself jumped high like a carp leaping over a dragon gate.

The body rolls rapidly.

If you're making a movie right now, slow down the camera and you'll see his body changing rapidly in the air.

Three bullets aimed at his head were dodged by him turning to the left, and two bullets aimed at his thigh were also dodged by him rolling hard in the air.

The most headache is a large spray gun, although he has just reached the opponent's attack range, the power and strength of the gun will not cause fatal injuries even if it hits the body, but the bullet attack range is too wide.

He had to spin his body faster, try to dodge the bullets, and if he couldn't dodge, he resisted with King Kong's incorruptible magic skills.

At the end, he also fired two shots, and the two people in the distance fell to the ground in an instant, and they were shot in the eyebrows!

Miraculous.

No one at such a close distance could see why this man was able to dodge the bullets that were bound to hit, especially the bullets from the shotgun, which hit the opponent's rapidly spinning body in front of everyone's eyes, why was he not injured at all?

Could it be that they all escaped?

After all, they are the top murderers, although their psychological quality is not very good, but their crazy personalities are the same, they are just a little stunned, and the guns in their hands never stop shooting.

How could Song Ying, who just seized the opportunity of the counterattack, be willing to continue to be a mobile meat target to dodge the gun?

He flew to the white man who was stunned by his chakra, raised his hand to block it, and then a furious burst of fire followed.

With the human baffle, Song Ying was not injured.

After finding cover, his gun was finally able to fire with impunity.

Bang! Bang bang!!

Every shot takes a life.

The writing wheel eye with the firearm actually played an unexpected effect, pointing to where to hit is already the lowest grade, with the three-hook jade writing wheel eye he can even see the trajectory of the bullet, and there is a 50% chance of hitting the bullet fired by the opponent!

"Die! Die! Die!! "The leader of this group of criminals watched his men fall one by one, and his heart was dripping blood, these people were the ones he relied on for his survival on this small island, and he had to have enough men if he had guns.

He angrily shot at Song Ying, no matter Song Ying blocked his companion in front of him, the muzzle of the continuous fire became hotter and hotter, just as his hot heart was filled with angry gunpowder.

Song Ying naturally wouldn't turn a blind eye to it, he just turned the head of the gun, and after two shots, he continued to shoot others.

Just when the leader was angry that the Asian man looked down on him, he only felt a sudden shock of the gun in his hand.

Blown up!

Coincidence, or?

The rifle in his hand exploded and shattered into parts, and among these broken parts, a bullet hit the leader's abdomen with great precision.

It turned out that Song Ying fired two shots in a row just now, but they were all aimed at the barrel in his hand, the first bullet was the vanguard officer who destroyed his gun, and the second bullet followed closely behind, along the barrel, opening a bloody hole in his abdomen.

More and more people discovered Song Ying's difficulty, gave up besieging Keya, and instead launched a new round of siege against Song Ying.

It's just that the other party is as flexible as a monkey.

No, the monkey won't be as sensitive as the other party, it's a ghost!

Deftly dodges in a hail of bullets and can respond skillfully and violently.

The other party has a gun, and there are more than a dozen on his side!

But this is the reality, the disparity in strength is not only reflected in the number of guns, but also in the strength of the gun bearer.

Obviously,

The two sides are not equal.

The leader, who had gradually lost his strength, could only watch his men fall one by one, he was not sad, but only admired that there was such a terrible executioner in the world.

Every movement of his body, every action seemed as if he was born to kill.

A gun was pressed to the back of his head, and without looking back, he already knew who the other party was, the companion of the terrible killer.

"Who is he?" He asked the last doubt in his heart, who is this god-like man?

Bang!

The shot was unobtrusive in the dense hail of bullets, and was quickly covered by roars and gunfire.