If he doesn't use his hands, no one will know him, because he is a person with a low sense of existence. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

However, as long as you move your hand, a fierce aura on your body will completely explode, similar to the so-called king overlord qi.

And this kind of aura is well known to people in the killer world.

Therefore, the painting was recognized as soon as he moved his hand.

I saw a man with black sunglasses and black politeness take out a gun from somewhere, and before everyone could pay attention, he fired three shots at Hua Yan.

It's so fast, it's staggering.

But the reaction of the painting was even more jaw-dropping, as if it had been expected, only to see that he didn't even look at it, and threw out several black cone-shaped objects that were not just something, accurately hitting each of the floating bullets, canceling them out in the air, and one of them shuttled through the bullet, hit the neck of the gunman, and passed through the neck.

The neck couldn't help but feel cold, and he was a little glad that he didn't fight against Hua Yanyu in the case of a light enemy, otherwise the legendary second kill might have happened to him.

"Ah...... Killed ......"

"Save ...... Help, don't kill me......"

After Hua Yanli killed one person, the chaotic scene that the neck and eye last wanted to see happened, everyone was looking for a way out and fleeing in panic, and in an instant, crowding, pushing, and stampeding with each other continued to be staged.

Just as a person was about to touch the door and turn the door handle, a gunshot rang out, and the door handle was instantly destroyed.

The crowd screamed in terror, and then someone tried to bang on the door.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three gunshots in a row hit the door, but they didn't penetrate the door.

"Lie down for me, no one is allowed to move, otherwise Lao Tzu's muzzle is irrational, and he will shoot at whoever he is aiming at."

"Ah......h

There was another scream of terror, and no one dared to stand.

But someone began to intercede: "You... What do you want to do, please don't hurt me, I'll give you whatever you want......"

"Shut up, talk again and kill you."

There was not only one person who fired, but a total of seven people, all of whom more or less covered their faces with something at the moment of shooting, and the place of cover was appropriate and clever, and they were definitely unrecognizable when they met for the second time.

All kinds of behaviors make people look like battle-hardened veterans, each holding a long gun with a modified shape, and one of them is holding a rifle.

"Do you know who I am, my dad is the mayor, as long as I have an accident, you will definitely accompany the funeral. If you want to leave W City, let me leave quickly, and I will beg my dad to open up to you......"

Bang!

Before the young playboy who spoke could finish his coercion and lure plan, there was an extra bullet hole in his head.

"Cut, I don't care what kind of mayor's son and grandson you are, I remind you to stop talking, and you have to kill yourself." A man with a gun snorted coldly, as if to give the people present a dismount.

I dare to kill the mayor's son, and I will be afraid of you?

If you think about it, you know how it is possible to bring in so many guns from such a well-defended place to be an idle person who is afraid of the government.

After calming down the scene, the seven terrorists sent one to guard the hostages, while the other six slowly approached the pillars where Hua Yanyu was hiding.

Just now, when he was about to catch the key, several black holes made him have to choose to dodge. At the same time, the glass case was slowly lowered to cover the key.

And the host immediately hid in the control room of the glass cabinet with several staff members at the moment of death.

Now that there is no gun in the hand of the painter, the seven killers all think that it is most suitable to attack and kill the painter now.

At this time, Hua Yanyan leaned against the pillar, tilted his head, and his face did not have the slightest fear.

10 meters, 9 meters, 8 meters...... Two meters, one meter......

Zero!

The six people quickly surrounded the pillar and fired indiscriminately, only to find that the target was missing. The six of them immediately noticed, and their heads and muzzles were raised simultaneously.

Before he could shoot, he was instantly killed by a painting that was glued to the smooth pillar by an unknown method.

killed the three people in front, and before the three people in the back could get around, Hua Yanyan immediately jumped to the ground and picked up a gun, and pulled the two corpses in front of him.

Why two? Because Hua Yanyu knew that the opponent's special bullet could not be blocked with one body, and both bodies had a certain risk.

After the painting Yan ran out of a distance, the three opposite sides came to their senses.

"Damn, the third, the fourth, and the fifth are dead."

"Now is not the time to discuss their deaths, and when we come, aren't we ready to come to our senses."

"Oops, Hua Yanyu got the gun, what should I do, are we going to retreat?"

"What to retreat, we still have an advantage in numbers."

"But, he has a gun, don't you know what it means for [Demon] to get a gun?"

"Don't make any noise, just throw the bomb, I don't believe it won't kill him."

"But what if the building collapses?"

"No, our bullets won't even be able to penetrate that door, and the walls can't be that fragile. Quick, throw the bomb, or when he has enough breath, none of us will try to get out alive." As soon as the bomb is thrown, shoot at both sides, and he will definitely run out. ”

"It's... Be. ”

A pot-bellied gunman took off his suit and had a fake belly wrapped in a special layer of plastic.

Brute force tore open the plastic, and it contained more than a dozen grenades.

The pot-bellied man pulled down the grenade ring and threw it at the painting that was moving with two corpses on his back.

At this moment, it seems that there is no way to escape, and his myth will end at this time?

The answer is no.

In response to this situation, Hua Yanyu has personally experienced and studied many times, and finally came up with a set of his own escape methods.

That is, carrying two corpses on his back, he quickly slid out of the ground for a long distance.

It sounds simple, but in reality it involves technical issues. How do you drag a weight of nearly 300 pounds on the ground for a long distance without kicking objects? Friction in physics doesn't allow that to happen. This is true even in places marked "Slip carefully".

But you can do it with a lot of exercise, and you can use a bottle of "fish sticky" to glide a long distance on steep and uneven places.

This is not perfunctory, because the painting can feel the "wind", and his feelings are different from those of others. When he feels the wind, he can make himself as light as a swallow.

Using the above techniques, Hua Yanyan escaped and killed one more person.

The strength of the super metamorphosis made the remaining three people panic, and they didn't care about anything, and threw bombs one after another at Hua Yanyu.

Not to mention, the stability of this floor is really not built, in the case of withstanding the explosion of more than a dozen bombs, only the walls and floor have turned some bricks, revealing the transparent glass walls and floors inside. (To be continued.) )