Chapter 51: The Lost Companion
"Be careful, I don't know what that little ghost's abilities are!"
"Don't worry, I know how to do it, the boss said it before I came. ”
One of the strong men who walked one step slower sneered and did not speak, the boss probably didn't tell them about the consequences of cooperating with him.
The last time I went to deal with a person, there were twelve, but before they could get to the front, seven of them hung up, and only one died after the battle, and the guy didn't wait to go out, and his feet slipped and stuck his neck directly on the broken glass.
This time I was just going to deal with a little imp with the ability of platinum glory, but I didn't expect to meet a death system on the road.
In this case, the task on the boss's side can only be slowed down first.
Although there are only two guys around him, he is really not scared at all, and now he has killed three power holders, and with the gun in his hand, he doesn't think that the other party has a chance to live.
The other party's reaction was quick, but unfortunately he didn't have a weapon in his hand.
Sensing that the other party had descended to the second layer, he spat and scolded, "It's really a fucking rabbit." ”
However, the more the other party hid, the happier he became, at least this showed that the other party clearly knew the difference in strength between the two sides.
Walking down the ramp, he exclaimed, "I can't imagine it, little ghost, the world has changed, and you must remember to bring weapons when you go out." ”
He could sense that the other party had gone down to the third floor, and smiled at the two people around him: "It seems that this kid is very self-aware!"
One of them patted the gun in his hand and laughed, "This thing in our hands is not an ornament. ”
What he has in his hand is not a pistol, but an unknown submachine gun, and if he goes down, even if Sun De can fly, it will be over.
After a few steps, two cigarette butts that had not yet been extinguished were thrown on the ground, and the faint smell of smoke penetrated into the nostrils of the three people.
One of them asked the power holder, "How far is he?"
"The third floor is against the wall, and it seems that there is no way out. ”
One of them said: "No, this is an underground parking lot, there should be an elevator and stairs leading to it!"
The power holder smiled and said, "Maybe the other party is ready to fight." ”
He patted his submachine gun and smiled, "Then we can give him a reward." ”
After saying this, he also fired at a car that didn't know what was going on and was driving this way.
The bullet was wantonly cathartic, slamming on the front car cover, only to hear a panicked brake sound, and the car slammed into the rear butt of a bright Land Rover.
He laughed, turned and walked down again.
But after taking two steps, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.
Turning his head suddenly, there was only one accomplice left beside him.
Before the question could come out of his mouth, a submachine gun that had fallen on a pile of ashes appeared in front of him.
That gun was the same guy just now.
The man next to him was frightened and said in a trembling voice, "Dragon...... Brother Long...... Small...... Xiao Zheng ...... What about Xiao Zheng?"
Brother Long took a step forward, but immediately stopped, and said in a deep voice, "What happened just now?"
"I ...... I didn't see it!"
There was no one around here, but his companion had disappeared inexplicably, how could this scene not panic him.
It's not that he doesn't know the power of this group of superpowers, but this kind of ability to kill others silently is really something he didn't think about.
Although it was daylight, the light in the underground parking lot was not much better.
For a moment, the surroundings seemed to become ghostly.
Brother Long's face was gloomy and dripping, he had thought of many abilities, but there was absolutely no such situation that made a person disappear silently.
"Don't be afraid, this ability is not something that can be used easily, go over and kill him immediately. ”
The three of them chased him for so long before one was killed silently, which shows that there are many limitations to this ability.
The man was almost frightened, and when he heard Brother Long, who was also an ability, say this, he suddenly seemed to re-inject his courage, and said loudly: "Okay." ”
Fear and anger and a hint of hysteria filled him with strength.
The two of them changed their slow state, ran towards the third floor, turned around, and disappeared under the passage.
A red silk poked out of the ground and dragged a submachine gun into a corner.
Shui Qiu looked at the gun in his hand, threw it on the ground casually, and said softly: "The shoddy rush products, it seems that the ability of the people behind them is not very good!"
At this time, a series of gunshots had already sounded downstairs, and through the red thread wrapped around Sun De's wrist, she knew that the other party had hidden in the corridor, so she was not too worried.
This is Sun De's experience, if it is safe and controllable, she will not interfere easily.
Although she was angry, she was definitely not without reason, she was even smarter than most people, and this intelligence was not only brought about by strength, but also by herself.
The gunshot rang out for more than ten seconds, and suddenly the sound was half smaller, no, half less.
Brother Long, who was running to shoot in the corridor, suddenly felt that the figure of his accomplices around him began to fall behind, and the gunfire stopped.
Just as he wanted to reprimand, but when he turned his head, he saw that his companion's whole person was like a burning piece of paper, and it turned into ashes in an instant.
There were no flames, just lines of fire stretching across the surface of the body and flickering sparks.
Let's go!
The sound of submachine guns falling was particularly clear in the quiet underground parking lot at this moment.
His companions, who had been by his side a moment before, had now turned into shimmering ashes.
It's a bit like Halloween, someone on the side of the road stingily burns two or three pieces of paper money.
A chill crept up in his heart, he had never seen such a strange ability before, and he didn't even know how the other party's ability worked.
He was also a powerful man, and he didn't even feel any breath of death.
Nor did he perceive any breath of death power.
The coolness instantly crawled all over the body, and cold sweat also flowed down.
He finally determined that the other party was not a novice, not a prey, but a hidden hunter.
He is not as ignorant as a teenager, not as impulsive as a teenager, but as insidious as an old monster.
He felt that the figure of the other party parked in the corridor was watching him, like a poisonous snake lurking in the shadows and poking out its fangs at any time.
He swallowed and gripped the submachine gun tightly.
For the first time, his consciousness tensed, and his power was running with all his heart.
A faint light clings to the submachine gun, lurking on every bullet.
He seemed to have instantly transformed into a warrior, and was now in the middle of a gloomy jungle.
The memories of being a special soldier seem to be revived in my body.
He even had a little excitement, a little bloodthirsty, and his blood seemed to boil.
He slowly approached the safe passage, his mind locked on the figure that kept receding upwards.
Behind him, cigarette butts that were still burning went out.