Flying! Bomb! With a pistol!

It was too fast, Xiang Yang hadn't even reacted to Chen Ran's brazen assassination, a white light crossed the steel frame on the roof of the gymnasium, shot into the elevator at an oblique angle, hit the wall with a "bang", and bounced back to Xiang Yang's feet with a whirl. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info squatted instantly, or it could be that his legs were weak, and Xiang Yang saw that the extra short blade at his feet reflected the light on the top of the elevator.

Holding on to the elevator door and looking out, Xiang Yang was hairy behind his back. Leaving aside the corpses and the enemies rushing to support, in the darkness far and near, there were more than a dozen devices with a green glow of beans tied to the steel frame, emitting faint electronic chimes of "tick" and "tick".

It's all bombs!

Xiang Yang's staff elevator is located on the west side of the roof of the gymnasium, and if you walk forward, you will leave the concrete building and enter the steel structure passage of the gymnasium, and 20 meters to the right is the public elevator and staircase. There is a control room in the center of the steel structure passage, which controls the opening and closing of the roof and the rise and fall of the steel frame, which is about 50 meters away from Xiang Yang and others.

There were three enemies guarding the elevator on the right, and because of the proximity, the short knife just now was thrown by one of the lean black and thin men. Xiang Yang in the elevator could not be seen from the right angle, and the black thin man was aiming at Chen Ran or a person in the clear air, and Xiang Yang, who was the weakest vigilant, was spared. Three people also ran out of the control room cabin in the front direction, and one person was standing in the doorway, holding an unknown type of pistol in his hand, and was reloading bullets one by one.

"Clearance!"

Where is the need for Chen Ran to remind, the clear space flew away the moment the pistol man took out the bullet. The first thing he had to face was three men blocking the steel passage in the middle - two machetes and one short blade.

The three men and the pistol man came out after hearing the sound, and did not see the clearance of the body. Several people were born tall, and the clear space that came empty-handed was as weak in front of them as a small pet that could be screwed to death, and it was inevitable that they would be contemptuous. The pistol man in the rear leaned his back against the door frame, sneering sideways as he rubbed each bullet unhurriedly and pressed it into the magazine.

A few ups and downs, the clear space is like a cunning rabbit jumping in front of the three men, the hand that has been pressing on the right waist during the run is pulled, and the monk's robe rope is untied. The entire monk's robe was torn off by him with lightning speed, and tossed into the air to spin, like a cluster of dark blue clouds blowing in the wind.

The field of vision was obscured, and the three of them hurriedly drew their knives and subconsciously slashed towards the clear space before they disappeared. The monk's robes were tattered and empty. Some people are looking left and right, and they turn back directly with a quick response. Sure enough, the clear space in the white shirt crossed the three of them and was rushing towards the pistol man who closed the magazine in a panic.

How can a distance of twenty or thirty meters be achieved overnight? The clear space trick can deceive the three men in front of him, how can he hide the pistol man who is watching from a distance? So, despite his hurry, the pistol man still had enough time to close his magazine and aim for the clear space.

The pistol man made a clip closing motion, and the running clearance synchronously grabbed the Buddha beads, tightened, and pulled them off. Suddenly, the brown round beads floated in the air. The empty little hand probes, the ten fingers are opened, and a clip is clamped, and a Buddha bead is clamped between the middle finger and index finger, index finger and thumb. Brake with your front feet, bow your legs, and flick your hands from back to front with the help of inertia!

"Ahh This cry is not a groan of pain. groaning, but panic and panic into the darkness. Jingkong is still a child, and his strength is too small, and two of the four Buddha beads hit his eyeballs accurately, only making the man sore for a short time and unable to see. Losing the light at a pinch, the pistol man will not be naïve enough to think that the clear space will show mercy to his men.

Bang! Bang! Bang! After three random shots, the man's wrist hurt and the pistol was snatched. Then, the knee socket was kicked and he knelt down on one knee. Opening his tearful red eyes, the man saw a black muzzle facing his head. The little monk with the gun had a blood mark on his right cheek, his left shoulder was shot, and his snow-white shirt was stained with blood, like a magnificent burning Caixia in the evening sky.

At such a close distance, it is a random random shot, and the ability to avoid the vital point in the clear space is already regarded as the protection of the Buddha.

"You can't kill me, you're a monk, you can't kill me!" Dare to come to China to do this kind of thing without revealing it, you must know Chinese, so "monks can't kill" is mixed in the culture, and the pistol man still knows. At the moment of life and death, the potential exploded, and the pistol man looked at the eyes of the clear space without a trace of waves, and suddenly understood the idea of the clear space.

"Haha," he didn't beg for mercy either, shouting feverishly, "infidels, Allah......"

Bang!

The blood hole in his forehead was gurgling, and the pistol man fell to the ground with a maniacal smile.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Three consecutive bursts of fire, the three men holding their weapons high in the passage were all shot in the eyebrows without exception, and fell softly. Clear Sky looked at the hot muzzle in surprise, as if wondering how it was so simple. Grinning, the gunshot wound in his shoulder provoked the anger in his heart, and he threw the pistol back without looking, and walked into the control room where there was still movement.

The east wind here overpowers the west wind, and the west wind overpowers the east wind.

As early as when the clear space encountered the three people on the passage, the enemy guarding the elevator crossed the same distance and attacked Xiang Yang and the others who stayed in place. Chen Ran faced the tall man, An Feiyu faced the upper inch, and the last one was the black and thin man who used the short knife as a flying knife. He clasped his hands and paced, as if there was a layer of flesh under his feet, and walked quietly. Closing the distance, you can clearly see the fine light in his eyes, the slightly bulging temples, and the black hard leather boots under his feet.

Xiang Yang is looking at him, and he is also looking at Xiang Yang. Looking at each other, the man smiled kindly, revealing his yellowed teeth. And Xiang Yang was so frightened that his soul ascended to heaven, this guy won't be ready to go to me, right? Physical fitness is not good, but Lao Tzu still has vision. This bastard lost his knife and could toss me to death with his bare hands.

Pressing the elevator wildly, for the first time in my life, I felt that the elevator door closed so slowly, so slow that the black and thin man who started to run could squeeze in in time 100%. Squeezed into a confined space with that guy, I'm tired of living? Picking up two security sticks, he flashed out briskly towards the sun.

After only two steps, he heard a clanging sound in the ear wheel, and when he turned around, the thin black man smashed one foot into the bent and broken elevator door, and lifted it up, leaving a clear shoe print on the thin metal plate. Halfway through the shutdown, it was kicked and deformed, and the elevator could only be closed halfway, making a "beep" error sound.

"Don't come here! Go help your companions! Xiang Yang raised the security stick at the thin black man, but he still felt as if he was naked. Standing in the snow, extremely insecure.

The man smiled, stood on tiptoe, and jumped lightly twice. Xiang Yang instinctively retreated, and at the same time, the man rushed forward in broken steps, and his right leg turned into an afterimage! As long as the human leg is not faster than the bullet, Xiang Yang has reaction time. However, it is the same as smashing the wall with a stick, the security stick in his left hand was kicked away by brute force, and his palm hurt. The next moment, the man's body was spinning in mid-air, his left foot was spinning, the height was slightly lower, and he was in the middle of the sunny flank!

The second kick was less powerful, and it almost took Xiang Yang away. Staggered to the right against the wall, retching, so painful that tears were about to fall, and the body shrank into a ball, trembling against the base of the wall, as if the kidneys had been kicked to pieces. Stimulated by a strong survival instinct, Xiang Yang reluctantly raised his head and looked up at the thin black man with an indifferent smile.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Four gunshots.

There were three gunshots a few seconds ago, and the person who fired the shot was a pistol man, and the thin black man in the distance couldn't see the situation clearly and didn't feel at ease. This time, four people directly shot their heads, and he couldn't laugh anymore with such a big move. Xiang Yang kicked the head, but was blocked by his forearm, and the man no longer cared about Xiang Yang's life or death, turned around, and rushed to the control room like a 100-meter sprint.

His arms were broken and stinging, and Xiang Yang, who was temporarily safe, inhaled heavily, and suddenly heard the sound of the security stick rubbing against the ground. The man who had been hit in the heart by the clear space before dragged a stick and supported the ground, but he didn't have the strength to get up. Two people, staring at each other with big eyes.