Chapter 11: Descending the Dragon
"Uncle Xu, when you hear this voice, I may be dead......"
The middle-aged man carrying the RPG launcher seemed to be many years old in an instant, spat the ground, and then angrily pulled the trigger.
"Die! Bastard! ”
He let out a hoarse roar, pulled a machine gun from the space with a chain of bullets, and skillfully set up the heavy machine gun in half of the wall, aiming at the smoke that still had no echo.
The voice in the headset continued, but he didn't dare to listen to it anymore.
"I have preset this voice in the communication, if you hear it, don't feel sorry for me...... Thank you for taking care of me since I entered this world......"
The middle-aged man with an indifferent smile tapped the trigger, his eyes were crazy and cruel, and the voice in the headset penetrated his ears in the thunderous gunshots, making him want to cry, and the anger in his heart became more and more vigorous.
“…… Guo Jing is for everyone's good, I don't blame him...... It's just that if I die, he will definitely go crazy, so I'll leave it to you, Uncle Xu...... I've always been scared that if you hadn't given us all the points to strengthen, I might have died a long time ago...... I'm sorry I secretly put a bomb on my heart without telling you...... But the guy who dared to fight me must have died, haha...... Finally, Uncle Xu, thank you, and ...... Farewell......"
"Thanks! Thank! Thank! Thank! The middle-aged man waved the muzzle of the gun frantically, and a huge amount of ammunition was tilted in the smoke that had not yet dissipated, but a slight light appeared in the corner of his eyes: "Thank you for your hair!" If you want to die, you should die! Die! ”
"I said I would live with everyone......"
Tears finally seeped out of the corners of his eyes, and he frantically tapped the trigger, and the loud noise drowned out his low choke: "Bastard......"
Bai Shuo stood next to him, listening to the slight sound of the steel crash in the machine gun, and the roaring gunshots, perhaps he heard the middle-aged man's low cry, and pulled down the pull ring in his hand expressionlessly, and suddenly threw the grenade towards the end of the corridor.
In the continuous loud noises, he felt the sadness in Uncle Xu's heart, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only throw the chemical grenade in his hand without stopping.
The original sturdy building was already in ruins, the walls had already been knocked out by bullets, and after the baptism of grenades, rockets, and machine guns, it was on the verge of collapse.
Fortunately, it was built according to the standards of war architecture, with load-bearing beams and pillars supporting the rest of the building, and it was only this small corner of the second floor that was about to collapse.
When the scorching machine gun finally stopped turning and spraying, the barrel was already red from the heat.
The middle-aged Uncle Xuxu gasped violently, looked at the smoke that slowly dissipated not far away, stood up from the ground by holding on to the wall, grabbed the AK drawn from the private space in his hand, and aimed at the black shadow that slowly appeared.
Like a fearless hero, the middle-aged man who had never exchanged any enhancement let out an angry roar: "You bastard, come on! ”
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Violent air explosions continued to be generated in the narrow corridors, and the reversal between the flesh palms and the poker set off a violent wind.
The traumatized and miserable figure moved rapidly through the corridor, dodging the piercing of the poker in the moments that could not be heard.
A bellows-like gasp emanated from his throat, the muscles of his body bulged high, even the muscle fibers under the wound were constantly beating, the steaming heat emanated from his body, and the alien momentum emanated from his body.
Just standing there, it exudes an aura that is more like a monster than the vampire on the other side.
The palm of his hand can tear apart the storm with a swing, giving Tobarukain the illusion that the mortar is slowly turning its direction and aiming at itself.
It was already miserable to that point, but his demeanor exuded an immovable calmness and pressure like a mountain.
A poker shot was hit by the momentum of the palm, and turned into scattered ashes under the squeeze of the two forces.
Guo Jing's body is exuding the momentum that is not inferior to the vampire in front of him, and there is even a tendency to counter-press.
Heavy wheezing sounded out of his lungs, and in the eyes of the vampire, Guo Jing was no longer alone, and when he closed his eyes, he could almost feel the terrifying breath as if the giant beast was breathing.
B-level martial arts, eighteen palms of descending dragons, from the enhancement of the Hong Kong comic "Dragon Babu".
"This is Kang Long's regrets!" A low roar came out of Guo Jing's throat, and the poker thrown from Tobarukain's hand was smashed into powder by him.
Taken from the Qiangua in Zhou Yizhong, Qian represents the sky, and the words say: "Kanglong, there is regret" is to say that Kanglong (the dragon flying to the end) is invincible in the world, but when the strength is exhausted, the regret is exhausted, and the regret is unreachable. Kanglong has regrets, and the profit cannot last long, this trick is not repentant, and the stamina is endless.
The whistling wind rippled with his palm, like a subtle ripple brewing in the sea, and the heavy wind sounded like a dragon roaring!
After the vampire who noticed the abnormality, Tobarucain suddenly opened his clothes, the endless playing cards set off an overwhelming storm, the sharp wind tore apart the heavy waves launched by Guo Jing's palm, and the whole room was violently pierced by the poker, and the deep ravines were all over every corner, enough to twist the entire staircase into shattered plaster in an instant!
The vampire's crazy and bloodthirsty eyes finally broke through the dust and storm and saw Guo Jing's eyes.
Fierce, blind, arrogant, and hideous, like a hungry tiger that devours people.
Guo Jing's two arms covered with wounds suddenly turned, as if pulling something invisible, and the fatal crisis stabbed from all directions did not make him tired of dodging, on the contrary, there was no trace of dodging from beginning to end, and a deep voice sounded again.
"Frost and ice!"
The energy that surrounded the body suddenly seemed to be withdrawn, and the qi that had been erupting rapidly like a storm was compressed and slowly rippled around the body under the strong recovery, like a balloon that had been filled, and only a little external stimulation was needed to explode.
In the midst of the piercing of the endless poker, the sound of the exploding wind caused the entire building to vibrate, and the rippling and scattered air currents broke through the walls.
At that moment, it was like thousands of whistles sounding in unison, raising to the limit, and all the substances around Guo Jing's body that dared to approach Guo Jing's body turned into powder, and were swept into the storm, spreading around.
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The second update ~ update progress or something, don't complain......
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