Outside the dilapidated house, all kinds of bullets were shooting inside, mixed with the shouts and curses of the drug dealers.

Fu Hao has returned to the abandoned village.

At this time, Fu Hao has been trained for this period of time and has calmed down to the extreme. The masterful pistol skills make him feel that the gun in his hand is as flexible as a part of his own hand.

I checked the gun, and there were seven bullets inside.

He bent down, stretched out his hand in the rain of bullets, grabbed the fat man who was dead in the middle of the room, and dragged him over with all his might, and sat against the wall next to him.

Dig out all the bullets in the fat man's pocket. This pig actually carried five magazines. There were about forty rounds of ammunition in total.

"Enough."

Xiao Vortex's voice appeared in his ears at this time, "You can also turn on the system in reality." You can also upgrade your own skills. However, huàn items can only be exchanged on the safe island in the critical area. ”

Fu Hao snorted, "Got it." ”

The drug dealers outside were still screaming, "Concentrate your fire!" This kind of house was demolished by Lao Tzu. ”

"Brothers, you're lucky today. You can also meet the jackpot! ”

Someone laughed, "I pointed out the road just now, go back and buy a lottery ticket and win the lottery immediately." ”

Fu Hao raised the gun at this time, and the back of the gun against his forehead had a cold touch.

Breathe deeply.

After exhaling slowly, he stood up violently, raised his hand and waved the gun continuously...... Four shots flew out in an arc from the doorway. The bullet struck two men not far from the door with a deadly whistling sound.

The two men were screaming and firing with submachine guns. They were the heavy firepower of this group of drug dealers, and they were screaming with excitement at this time. Fu Hao had already roughly identified the location of the two through the sound of gunshots.

Four shots fell from the sky. The two men who were shooting had no warning at all, one was shot in the head, and the other was shot three times in the ear, neck, and body, and both fell to the ground together.

A few drug dealers who were laughing and cursing next to them suddenly realized that the two submachine guns were silent.

Fu Hao had already walked out of the abandoned hut with his gun in hand, shooting as he went.

Sometimes winning or losing is a matter of courage.

Courage can not only intimidate and stop, but more importantly, make yourself stronger.

The drug dealer standing in front was shot twice in the head, and his brain and blood droplets flew sideways, and the drug dealer in the back reacted, and someone screamed, "Damn, he's out!! ”

"Dog and Ryuuji were killed!!"

"He's just one person, knock him out of the hornet's nest!!"

"Kill him!!"

Fu Hao's heartbeat suddenly became faster, and the whole world entered a state of bullet time. This slowdown can already make him see the shadow of the bullets that come from him.

This already gave him a chance to flash.

He seemed to hear the music of Brother Pony in "The True Colors of Heroes". (The music in the true colors of heroes, interested friends can search and listen to it, it is still very classic.) ）

The flying bullets and the red brick ash splashed from the walls around him In that kind of slow motion, Fu Hao's world is directed to Brother Pony in the characteristic slow motion of John Woo's movie.

The raindrops, the shells that fell slowly like cherry blossoms, and the whistling of him...... Shoot the fierce man who is advancing with bullets.

The first two drug dealers were shot in succession and fell screaming.

Fu Hao's back was straight, and he shot as he walked forward. The corners of his mouth were bitter because of the exertion. The smell of gunfire smoke is like the smell of firecrackers for the New Year.

The gunfire was loud in the rain.

The drug dealers were shot one after another and screamed.

Fu Hao was already holding a magazine in his left hand. When the first magazine was empty, he opened the safe, and when the magazine fell, the new magazine was already clicking! Mounted.

Keep firing.

These drug dealers have a kind of repression that they want to grab.

The leader was really scared. He has always been a ruthless character under Brother Wen, and over the years, he has followed the boss to fight with others, and he has killed so many people that he can't even remember. He boasted that he had seen a lot of big scenes.

But he really hadn't tried to meet such a fierce enemy today.

And he felt that he had three shots, which should have hit the other party. But I don't know why, the other party didn't get shot. It's like a demon.

When he gasped and hid behind the car, the last little brother behind him was being shot by Fu Hao at close range, and the person swayed like dancing under the impact of the bullets.

"Hell...... the little leader of the drug dealer took out his mobile phone from his arms with one hand to quickly broadcast the number, and tried to pull the car door and escape.

With a whoosh, a bullet fell from his head and hit him in the right shoulder. His hand gripping the car door lost its strength in an instant.

He didn't care about looking back, covered his shot shoulder in a cold sweat and got up and fled, "Obviously blocked by the car, why did you hit me......"

Fu Hao didn't wait for him to take the third step, and raised his gun to his back and screamed continuously...... Four shots were fired. One by one, the bullets went out, two into his back, two in the back of the head, and the blood that spurted from the wound to the peach blossoms blooming on the hillside.

The leader of the drug dealer cut forward, and the white phablet in his hand flew out into the grass more than a meter away.

The whole world was silent.

Fu Hao stood in the cold drizzle. The pistol had been burned in the fire just now, and the muzzle of the gun was emitting white smoke in the rain.

He wasn't hurt in any way.

The six outlaws, each shot at least three times, except for two who were still foaming blood and gasping for breath in their mouths. The others have died.

Fu Hao changed the magazine.

Walk over, woohoo...... Two shots were given to each of the two who were not dead.

Only then did he relax a little.

Walk up to the corpse of the last drug dealer leader, who has been shot twice in the head. The head is like a broken watermelon. In the green grass not far from the ground, a golden Apple 7 phone was flashing.

Fu Hao walked over and picked up the local tyrant's mobile phone.

The phone screen shows that the call has been broadcast. The nickname of the number shows "Brother Van".

But there was no one on the other side who spoke. Fu Hao had a hunch that there was a beast hidden behind the phone, listening with bated breath to the movement here.

He glanced back at the side and casually threw his phone into a large puddle next to him. The apple bubbled a few times in a row and then sank.

After ......doing this, Fu Hao was a little uncomfortable. The sequelae of bullet time is that the person's body is weak, dizzy, and even wants to vomit. A heartbeat of more than 400 per second is a big load on the body.

The cold rain is blowing hard. The blood on the ground and the distant mountain scenery are like ink. It's already dark at this point, and it's best to get out of here quickly. The drug dealers must know that something is going on here. With their tight organization, it won't be long before they arrive.

Time cannot be delayed.

Fu Hao opened the front door of the black Citroen that the drug dealer leader wanted to open just now. The car was filled with the strange smell of years of smoking, the sofa was dirty, and there was a black leather jacket on the driver's backrest.

The car keys are still stuck in the car. Fu Hao got in the car and started and drove the car out.