Bump ......" Zhang Xiaoqiang crashed into the three men behind the fourth cover, knocking them to the ground, Zhang Xiaoqiang is not a cat, he can't control his center of gravity and balance as flexibly as a cat.

The moment he landed, a head flew up from his hand, and then he didn't get up, just stuck to the ground and rolled towards the fifth bunker, and when he rolled past the two of them, their thighs were forever separated from his body.

This happened too fast, so fast that people couldn't react at all, Zhang Xiaoqiang connected three bunkers, but didn't stay in any bunker for more than a second, they were all the first to be divided, and with the sharp Rat King blade, he could rush to the fifth bunker like a ghost shadow.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's raid was very fast, so fast that the people in the first three bunkers didn't have time to react, but the time that the first bunkers fought for finally made the people in the fifth bunker react, and they turned around and ran behind them at the same time.

A rabble would not have much courage in the face of a Grim Reaper who could take someone's life with a wave of his hand, and in their eyes, this Grim Reaper was already in front of them, and in addition to instinctive evasion, they could not remember that the rifle in their hands could also pose a threat to Death.

"Kill...... Kill me ......"

After a trill naming, the two remaining bunkers in the back opened fire at the same time, and the three people who turned and fled stood on the floor and were shot back by the oncoming bullets, and in the middle of the retreat, blood flowers burst from them, and the three people let go of their rifles and fell backwards.

Suddenly, a figure flashed behind the three men who were shot into honeycomb coal, and the three men who were constantly dripping blood flew in the air and smashed into the remaining two bunkers, Zhang Xiaoqiang kicked the three unlucky guys, and chased after them to look at the sixth bunker and pounced, several people in the sixth bunker were smashed by the flying corpses, Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped up violently and rushed inside.

"Bump ......" After a gunshot, Zhang Xiaoqiang's right thigh was numb, a blood flower exploded on the thigh, Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was flying in the air, was hit by a bullet and changed direction, and fell obliquely into the bunker, when he fell on several human bodies, he didn't look at whether it was a dead person or a living person, the rat king blade in his hand drew a circle on the floor beside him, and the sharp rat king blade cut several people under him in half.

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't dare to stay in place after drawing the Rat King blade, he rolled over the floor with his head and shoulders down and rolled towards the last bunker, and a sniper rifle flashed in the corner of his eye when he rolled the ground, pointing at his front, "Mom...... of, snipers. Zhang Xiaoqiang twisted his shoulders desperately in a hurry, and Zhang Xiaoqiang's body changed direction with the twisting of his shoulders, from rolling forward to rotating in place.

After a gunshot, the bullet carved a small hole in the floor next to Zhang Xiaoqiang, and after the gunshot, he propped up his hands on the floor, and his body did not advance and retreat, just avoiding the second bullet, and then Zhang Xiaoqiang kicked on the floor with both feet and drove his body to roll forward, and the third bullet shot behind him.

Without waiting for the fourth bullet to fly, Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his right hand, and the Rat King Blade spun in the air and flew towards the sniper with the sniper step, the Rat King Blade spun quickly in the air, like a flywheel sawing towards the sniper's throat, Zhang Xiaoqiang's means were not worth mentioning in the eyes of the sniper, he picked up the sniper rifle and used the barrel to face the Rat King Blade.

The barrel of the "Ding...... was picked at the center of the flywheel as he expected, and the next second the Rat King blade was picked upside down and flew back, and then the steel barrel silently split into two parts, and the top one fell to the floor under his feet.

The sniper didn't know the characteristics of the Rat King Blade, Zhang Xiaoqiang threw the Rat King Blade at him as a last resort, but he used the barrel to pick the sharpest blade of the Rat King Blade but asked for his own hardship, seeing that Zhang Xiaoqiang dodged the upside-down Rat King Blade and pounced on him, the sniper turned around without saying a word and dragged the injured thigh to the rooftop.

The sniper was running away, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't have time to manage the sniper, he pounced into the last bunker, the three men in the last bunker were close to Zhang Xiaoqiang, the rifle lost its effect, and seeing Zhang Xiaoqiang in front of him, they gritted their teeth and smashed the reverse rifle towards Zhang Xiaoqiang.

'Bumping ......' Zhang Xiaoqiang kicked the countless brass bullet shells scattered on the floor at the moment of getting close, and the bullet shells scattered on the floor were kicked by military shoes and splashed around, they kept rolling and rotating in the air, some of the bullet shells collided with each other in the air and flew in other directions in disguise, and the three men were hit in the face by the pounced bullet shells, and unconsciously closed their eyelids to protect their eyes.

"Pounce on the ......" A man inserted a saber between his throat, the handle of the saber was held in the man's hand, he held the handle inserted in the throat and wanted to pull it out, the blood flowed out quickly along the blood groove of the blade, and as the blood passed, the energy on his body evaporated as quickly as small droplets of water dripping into the furnace.

"......" He collapsed on the floor with bullet casings piled up, his hands still holding the hilt, his eyes staring straight at an empty magazine on the floor, the saber in his throat never pulled out, and finally he swallowed his last breath with his eyes open.

"Bump ......" Zhang Xiaoqiang threw out his saber and jumped in front of a person and hit his eyebrow bone, the person's head was knocked high, and a wisp of blood spilled into the air between his eyebrows, and then his body fell to the floor on his back and let out a painful groan.

"Hu ......" a rifle was violently swung down at Zhang Xiaoqiang's head, because it was too hard, the heavy rifle was brought up in the air, "Ha ......" roared out of Zhang Xiaoqiang's chest, and the left arm smashed out in the direction of the gun, "bumping ......" The left forearm smashed into the gun with a muffled sound, and the gun smashed into the leather armor on Zhang Xiaoqiang's left arm and bounced back and hit the chest of the last person.

The gun hit his chest and made him snort, his body couldn't help but take a few steps back and lean against the wall, he was retreating, but Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed in front of him like a predatory beast, raised his left hand, which was numb and swollen from the vigorous collision, and was just on his neck, the rifle fell from his hand and fell to the floor, splashing a few bullet casings and bullets around, he clenched Zhang Xiaoqiang's left wrist with both hands and wanted to push away the left hand that suffocated him.

The man was about to be suffocated by Zhang Xiaoqiang, and he hooked his neck hard, trying to move the big hand that was red and black with blood with the strength of his head and the strength of his hands.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's cold eyes did not fluctuate at all, his right hand smashed into a fist with the sound of the wind on his forehead, the back of his head rose up and hit the wall behind him, Zhang Xiaoqiang's fist smashed into his eyebrows again and again, the back of his head hit the wall again and again and made a muffled sound, his eyes lost focus and looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang blankly, the corners of his mouth, nostrils, eyes, and wisps of red blood flowed out on both ears.

Zhang Xiaoqiang withdrew his left hand, the man still looked at him with eyes without a trace of brilliance, his body slowly slid down against the wall and sat on the floor, his head was weakly tilted to the side, above the man's head, the blood stained the wall red, and the red blood was red and white scattered brains, because the blood was too thick, some of them gathered together and slid down the wall, drawing a blood path on the white wall and extending downward.