If this man's movements were as fast as ghosts, the SWAT team members might be better to think about it.

It's just that this person's speed is quite normal. But the enemies with guns just couldn't react.

It's kind of weird, like a horror movie.

Five special forces members are distributed in different places. But there was almost no sound at this time.

After that "broken face" killed five people. Squat on the ground. I don't know what I'm doing.

It's a tricky move. Because he was so far away, although he could see Fu Hao's movements with night vision equipment, the resolution in the night could not see what his hands were doing.

"Is he examining the body?"

"Impossible." Lin Xiaoyue said, "I have seen the scene of this person's crime many times. There is no case of a second knife for the dead. How could he possibly go and examine the body......"

"What the hell is he doing?"

Lin Xiaoyue said at this time, "He may be picking up a gun......"

Zhang Xi's analysis is different, "Since this kind of person comes to kill people." Naturally, weapons were prepared in advance. He needs to pick up these people's weapons? ”

This is a more logical way to put it. After all, with the feeling that Fu Hao gave them, how could they need to pick up someone else's gun.

Lin Xiaoyue didn't speak.

But Fu Hao really didn't have a gun.

In the realm of the Celestial Empire, it is not easy to hold a gun. Although he himself had a 1911 pistol, not long after returning to school, he felt that his identity was too easy to reveal. So to Shen Jiang.

The rain is falling. There was a rustling sound among the leaves.

The world that night vision devices can see is green.

The "broken face" literally picked up two guns on the ground and got up.

It's a silent situation.

Then he did something that surprised everyone even more.

He actually went directly to the main entrance of the villa building with two guns in his hand, and walked directly from there.

Zhang Xi's voice was trembling and incomprehensible in the sound of the rain. “…… He went in. I entered it from the front. In my estimation, defensive firepower here. It is definitely laid out according to the tactics of the regular military. There are almost no dead ends. Enter from any angle and you will be spotted...... Why did he go through the front door? ”

It was an eerie night. And not just for these SWAT team members lurking in the distance.

The same is true for the drug dealers in the villa, the elite gunmen who came to protect them, and the military experts who were brought in.

The moment Fu Hao entered the gate, he was discovered.

His movements are too straightforward. To the point where you can't go blind without discovering him.

So everyone in the hall on the first floor fell silent. They all looked back at him.

Fu Hao was wearing a black death overlord suit at this time, but he was wearing a "broken face" mask on his face. This is not a matching combination, it was recommended by the little girl on the stall. Now in the eyes of everyone, there is an indescribable sense of coldness and abruptness.

Sitting at a table in the innermost hall, a middle-aged man holding a handful of cards was Fang Ying, the son of a mother and son who were drug dealers. He was in good luck that night. But between the eyebrows, it is obvious that he has been very depressed.

He looked up at the "broken face" that came in. I found that the other party actually looked at the person in the room from left to right. It's a strange behavior.

Fu Hao's behavior is just counting.

On this floor, there are forty-one people. He had twenty-five rounds in his two guns. After running out of bullets, you need to pick up two guns again.

Fang Ying had already reacted at this time, no matter how crazy this person in the cosplay costume was. It's still too much medicine. This is not a place for nonsense, "kill ......"

He was going to command something at the same time.

Fu Hao has already made a move.

Gunshots rained down. Densely woke up half of Donghu City.

On this day, all the drug dealers in this villa saw a terrible phenomenon - they couldn't hit a person who was close at hand.

This man walked away with two guns in the middle of the bullets, and when he arrived, he fired casually, and someone must have fallen to the ground.

No one could shoot him. The man was like a ghost.

Fang Ying had been in a state of restlessness that day. His mother, Zhang Guiying, did not come back last night. He suspected that his mother must have been arrested by the police.

But he left a glimmer of hope that his mother would not betray him. Otherwise, there would have been a large number of police officers here.

Of course. The ground organization of Donghu City is also the largest gangster group in the Celestial Empire. gave him the greatest and most professional protection force.

These horses made it possible for him to temporarily settle down and wait for the ship.

According to the people around him, even if the police come, with this group of people who are not afraid of death, they can rush out.

These are the most ferocious bandits. His military personnel. The angle of firepower arranged is also foolproof.

But it wasn't the police who came that night. Rather, a man dressed in odd black. The man, wearing a demonic mask, appeared at the gate in the cold rain.

It's like some kind of yin wind blowing from Siberia.

After he entered the house. Everyone opened fire. But this man, who was supposed to be beaten into a honeycomb, swam between bullets like a ghost.

Everyone's shots didn't hit him by half a point. He was like a nightmare that ran into reality.

Fu Hao jumped in the air at this time. He is already a "gun and gun" grandmaster. in this house. The firing points and firing angles set by military professionals are equally helpless.

His every move misleads these people. It's like a master magician or a master of playing cards. He's always a straight flush, and you can never guess wrong.

From the first floor to the second floor, all the people rushed down to support the fire. But soon only half of them will remain. If this is on the battlefield, then it is considered to be more than half of the casualties, and it should be counted as having been eliminated by the formation.

Fu Hao's gun ran out of bullets. He didn't have the kind of professional loader that Perston did. But it didn't have a huge impact, and he abandoned the gun.

He didn't have the power to withstand the bullets that came at him. But as long as it doesn't hit him, it won't work.

The angles of fire of all the enemy, under his efficient analysis and habits. None of them will help.

Fu Hao drew his knife and doubled his backhand.

The gunman standing in front of Fang Ying was a short and fat man.

This person is holding AK47 in both hands, and he is a fierce general under the eighth master, who fought with others in the northeast in his early years, and was once famous for being one against five. Later, he also brought people and horses, and destroyed countless gangs.

But that night, his heart was full of shadows. He was desperate.

In five minutes, he emptied at least six magazines. Even the barrel is red. The bullets that spilled out didn't hit the person on the other side at all.

When he saw Fu Hao throwing the gun, he suddenly seemed to see hope. "He's out of bullets," he yelled!! ”

When he had finished shouting, he stopped. (To be continued......)