Nomad's hole card is the Deadpool in front of him?

A hint of surprise flashed in Gao Heng's eyes. The disadvantage of mental power enhancers is that they are in close combat, and they are extremely dangerous once they are approached. From this point of view, the paper talisman that summons Deadpool is at least a C-rank item, and this Deadpool should be quite strong in melee combat, and can be used to protect nomads at critical moments.

"Originally, it was only 50% sure, but now it is at least 80% or more." Gao Heng's eyes moved slightly. In fact, just by summoning five Yellow Turban soldiers out, the success of the strong attack is enough to reach more than ninety percent, but of course Gao Heng will not say it, otherwise others will not contribute, and he also wants to take this opportunity to look at other people's hole cards.

Seeing Gao Heng and Nomad looking at it at the same time, Zhao Liyu's face changed, she didn't want to expose her hole cards, and said with a forced smile: "You have also seen that I am injured like this, and I am not suitable for fighting at all." Well, I don't want the loot. ”

Gao Heng stared at her meaningfully, then turned his head and said, "Then, let's prepare to rush." He didn't ask Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen was weaker among the veterans, and even the strongest skill was only D-level, and most of them didn't have any hole cards.

Several Yellow Turban soldiers each carried the corpses of two manor guards in front of them, and then walked out fearlessly. Obviously, Gao Heng is ready to make them human shields.

Two soldiers lined up in front to absorb the fire, three soldiers lined up in the middle to act as the second echelon, and the veterans followed in a straight line.

Da Da, the bullets shot out in an instant, hitting those corpses with blood and flesh. The two Yellow Turban soldiers at the front were also hit by a lot of bullets, almost turned into a sieve, but they were still expressionless, did not know the pain, and stubbornly rushed out a dozen steps before finally falling.

Then when it was the turn of the three Yellow Turban soldiers of the second echelon, the firepower suddenly weakened a lot.

In the hall in the manor, more than a dozen guards were lying on the windows on both sides and pulled the trigger and kept shooting, but Gao Heng and the others were not idle, shooting back, making it difficult for the other party to take the lead. This time, the three Yellow Turban soldiers held on for nearly ten seconds, covered in blood.

The closed door was finally approaching.

"Jing Yuan!" Gao Heng roared, his rifle magazine was empty, but at this time, changing the magazine was simply looking for death.

Jing Yuan's Red Devil rifle has enough firepower, it is almost comparable to a machine gun, and the bullets are pouring down.

The phantom of a Tyrannosaurus rex suddenly pounced from Jing Yuan's body and ran wildly into the gate.

D-rank skill, Tyrant Fury!

Even if this Tyrannosaurus rex is just a phantom, and its impact power is only one-third of that of a living adult Tyrannosaurus rex, it is terrifying enough. It was like a tank, and the latch of the door was easily broken, and even the entire hall seemed to shake a few times. Several guards behind the door were knocked away by the huge force, and they rolled on the ground with a miserable howl.

Jing Yuan knew that Gao Heng didn't have much spiritual power to cast skills, so at the same time as the tyrant's fury was launched, he stuffed his Red Devil rifle to him, and then rushed into the hall with a black short spear like an arrow from a string. Her Blitz Strike skill has been cooled down.

As soon as she entered the door, Jing Yuan relied on her instinct to roll forward violently, and a shuttle bullet hit the floor beside her. But Jing Yuan's body was like the wind, and those guards were difficult to lock for a while, although they suppressed the firepower, making Jing Yuan unable to get close, but the bullets in their rifle magazines were not endless.

Gao Heng held the Red Devil rifle and kept strafing, providing cover for Jing Yuan.

Space magazine (small), special item, maximum capacity of 5000 rounds, currently 3126 rounds remaining.

After checking the attributes, Gao Heng had to admit that the feeling of not having to change the magazine frequently was indeed too cool, like a metal storm.

"Go, Ghost Wolf!" The green wolf tattoo on Xiao Chen's arm suddenly changed into a huge ghost green wolf, and it rushed out, surrounded by a blue-black evil qi, and pounced on it from the window, causing a commotion.

The nomad hiding behind Deadpool glanced at Gao Heng's back in some shock, if he remembered correctly, this Red Devil rifle had fired at least a few hundred rounds, but he had never seen a single change of magazine.

Could it be that this is a firearm with infinite bullets?

However, at this time, the situation was complex and changeable, and the nomad forcibly suppressed his thoughts, stood on the stone steps at the entrance of the hall, pointed his index finger on his forehead, and then an invisible ripple spread, as if there was an invisible mysterious hand extending away.

One of the guards suddenly had his eyes wide open and his hands and feet fluttering as if he had been choked by the throat, but his struggles were in vain. The nomad smirked, and the guard lunged at his companion's gun.

C-level skill, Mage's Hand.

In terms of power alone, the Mage's Hand is at most stronger than E-level attack skills, but the mysterious effect that is difficult to prevent and the wide range of applications are what nomads value the most. Moreover, the Mage's Hand has no cooldown, so as long as the mental power is sufficient, it can be used continuously. If it weren't for the distance limit of the mage's hand, the nomad was confident that he could destroy the opponent alone.

"You're crazy!" Watching the guard fall to the ground with a gunshot on his companion's faces, his companions were filled with panic and disbelief. But soon, another guard took the initiative to pounce as if someone had choked him, and then unwillingly drank the bullet and died.

The Deadpool jerked out two knives, one long and one short, on his back, and flashed into the hall in an eerie gesture to begin the killing.

The muzzles of the guards' guns slammed into the ceiling or the ground, and they missed one after another. At this time, a trace of tiredness finally flashed in the nomad's eyes, obviously the mental power was a little too much.

Jing Yuan kept dodging in the corner of the hall, caught in a bitter battle. Her opponent was a big black man she had never seen before. Jing Yuan originally planned to rush into the remnants of the guards and kill, but she didn't expect such a strong man to emerge from the side. Fortunately, the acceleration effect of the lightning attack had not disappeared at that time, allowing Jing Yuan to barely avoid the other party's sneak attack, otherwise she would not have been able to hold on for a long time

This big black man attacks fiercely, knows many continuous skills, uses both punches and feet, and a jungle machete in his hand is even more fierce and fast. He was wearing a blue striped bodysuit, similar to the white man at sea before, and was clearly an elite member of the Sharo organization.

The ghost wolf tore and attacked among more than a dozen guards, Deadpool's figure was flickering, as silent as a ghost, and Xiao Chen grabbed the bronze sword and killed excitedly.

Seeing that it was not good, the black man forced Jing Yuan away with a fierce attack, wanting to escape. But Jing Yuan chased him and attacked him desperately, preventing him from escaping.

The nomad also noticed this Sharo elite, gritted his teeth and consumed the last of his mental power, and finally used the horror technique, his eyes were dim, and he almost couldn't stand.

The hideous skull flew out and bit the big black man's shoulder, leaving him sluggish.

A burst of blue light flashed, and the black man finally regained his mobility, but he didn't have time to react, and Gao Heng also used up his mental power and released the spinning dragon. A small tornado swept in an instant, mercilessly curling the black man off balance, flying into the air and hitting the ceiling.