The Bloodbones stronghold, the second-story staircase.

Pushed steel tables, bar counters, and sofas are stacked side by side in the hallway, forming a simple cover.

A dozen Bones gangs hid behind cover, pouring bullets frantically down the hallway.

The dense network of firepower seems to be fighting against the rioting radiation beasts.

Ninety-nine percent of the bullets were shooting air, but they didn't dare to stop for a moment.

The other party is like a god of death who harvests souls, and every time the firepower is vacuumed, a deadly bullet will come from the darkness, taking away the companions around him.

No one wants to be next, and only constant shooting can give them a sense of security.

At the corner of the corridor, a bald head replaced the magazine and asked the pigtailed man wearing sunglasses next to him:

"Do you see who it is, the crows, the bombs, or the industrial zone?"

The pigtailed man leaning against the wall shook his head, "It's a raw face, I haven't seen him." ”

"Wasteland?"

"It's not like the style, it's like it's from a big place."

After the reloading, the bald head raised the gun and pointed it at the corridor, most of the palm of his gun was replaced with metal, and the palm of his hand shook rapidly when shooting, and after the bullet hit the ground, it accurately catapulted to the activity room where the intruder was hiding.

After a shuttle, the bald head spat on it.

"Which bastard provoked the monster, he really wants to kill everyone, boss, only the boss's marksmanship can fight that monster."

"The boss called a cowherd today, and he is probably still doing something, and the rabbit has already called him. The people outside will come immediately, as long as they hold on for two minutes, and hit back and forth, even if they are veterans on the other side, they don't want to live. ”

"Didn't you say you could hold it for three minutes, why are there two minutes?"

The pigtailed man shook his watch: "Because only a minute has passed." ”

The bald man looked at the bullet casings all over the ground, and the corpses of seven or eight little brothers on the ground.

"One minute is so long, why is Lao Tzu usually too fast for two and a half minutes?"

The pigtailed man was just about to say something, when he suddenly frowned.

"Did you hear anything?"

"What's going on?" The bald head looked dazed, his ears were full of gunshots now, and he was about to be deafened, how could there be any other movement.

"Vibrating sound, high frequency."

"You mean there's not enough time to make up the props?"

"Mina-nima, I mean ......"

Before the pigtailed man could get angry, the bald head saw that the wall that the pigtailed man was leaning against suddenly collapsed.

A high-speed vibrating mechanical claw pierced through the wall and grabbed the pigtailed man against the wall.

The humming of the high-speed vibration of the machinery, and the continuous low and muffled hum, spewed out the liquid and spilled the bald head.

Mo Fan shook off the pigtailed man's rag doll-like body, raised his gun and took away the bewildered bald head.

The aura on the prosthetic bodies of the two is as obvious as the lights in the dark, and it is not too easy to find them.

In the final analysis, trash fish are trash fish, the battlefield of life and death crisis, and the mind to relax and chat, if you don't die, who will die.

The gunfire in the corridor instantly quieted down, and the little brothers of the Blood and Bone Gang watched Mo Fan kill the two leaders in the blink of an eye, and suddenly had no fighting intent.

A few of the older brothers were scared to wake up.

Everyone came out to mix desperately, not to die, how dare the little brother of the Blood and Bone Gang continue to resist, and they threw their guns and ran away.

Mo Fan didn't bother to hunt them down, a few leaders with prosthetic bodies were his targets.

The five ghosts of blood and bones, four of them stayed in the stronghold tonight, killed three, and one cutie.

Let him see, where is the last one?

Entering the meditation, sensing the location of the spiritual power, he found that the last person was on the third floor, and the location should be the room of blood and bones.

As soon as Mo Fan was about to go upstairs, he saw a black shadow flash outside the window, and something jumped from above.

He ran to the window and saw that it was a tall and thin man who jumped down, three stories high, and the man jumped off without shaking his legs, it should be that the legs were fitted with corresponding prostheses.

"Agile enemies, a bit of a nuisance."

Mo Fan took off a rifle from behind his back and stood at the window aiming at the rabbit downstairs.

An agile enemy who is on guard, the opponent will not give him too many chances, and he does not know if he will be killed with one shot.

There is only one chance, wait for the target to run out to the open area, and kill with one hit.

The rabbit seemed to be able to sense the killing intent coming from upstairs.

Although his legs were strengthened by prostheses, he did not choose to escape with his legs, but first called in some of the patrols that remained outside.

I don't know what I told them, but I saw the patrol members rushing into the stronghold with guns in hand.

The rabbit followed the patrol members back to the stronghold, but instead of coming to Mo Fan desperately, he went straight to the underground garage and prepared to flee by car.

It's too doggy.

Mo Fan took a sip hard, and he couldn't even be seen by a pure passerby.

He shifted his face to the direction of the Colony's underground garage when he heard the sound of an engine coming from below and began to sprint.

The Great Refinement Body Method was transported, and the spiritual power infused his legs, allowing him to sprint as fast as a sprinter, and he ran to the end of the corridor in a few seconds.

He crossed his arms in front of him and smashed the glass out of the stronghold.

Almost at the same time as him, in the garage below, a graffiti-sprayed modified car broke through the barrier and jumped out of the parking lot.

The rabbit in the driver's seat looked up, through the windshield, and looked at Mo Fan falling in the air.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and they could clearly see the expressions on each other's faces.

The rabbit's face was full of horror, and Mo Fan's smile was so bright that it glowed.

Surprise mother fxxker！

Bang!

Mo Fan fell like a cannonball, smashing impartially above the driver's seat of the car.

A punch that activates the power arm effect dents the entire roof.

The rabbit was still in the car, but the unit had changed slightly, from one to a puddle.

Pulling the mechanical arm out of the wreckage, he turned to sit on the roof of the car, his eyes meeting those of the Scarlet Gang in the hall.

The composition of the Bloodbone Gang members in the halls is complex.

There are members who were frightened on the second floor and fled empty-handed; There are members who enter the base to support, bump into the deserter and run away together; There are also members of the patrol who were fooled into the stronghold by the rabbit and watched the rabbit run to the garage, in a state of anger.

There were still more than forty people left in the stronghold, but in the face of Mo Fan, who was single-handed, no one dared to shoot.

Smack.

In the darkness, I don't know who started first, and a gun was thrown on the ground with a crisp sound.

This was followed by a dense burst of gunshots.

They all came out to mix with society when they were teenagers, and the members of the Blood and Bone Gang all knew the rules.

There is no need for Mo Fan to mention it, after throwing the gun, they lined up one by one and stood against the wall.

With your head in your hands, you crouch down facing the wall to highlight a well-trained and well-organized one.

As a former killer, Mo Fan has a good habit, that is, he doesn't like meaningless killing.

Please, he has a fee for killing, the price is clearly marked, and every life is astronomical.

Isn't killing people casually charity?

Seeing the members of the Blood and Bone Gang like this, he didn't bother to embarrass them, and waved his hand and said:

"Get out of here."

"Well, let's get out."

"Thank you big guy, the car in the garage is not locked, and the big guy can drive it casually."

"The big guy swept the Bloody Bone Gang, is he going to establish a new organization, and the organization accepts people?"

……

Hearing that Mo Fan would not kill them, the younger brothers suddenly became active.

came out to mix, his face was a fart, and the big guy in front of him raised the entire Blood and Bone Gang alone, and the organization he established, not to mention the unification of West City, at least it was not a big problem to sweep away Yefeng Town.

If the bigwig wants to establish an organization, he must not be without his subordinates, and now is a good opportunity to abandon the darkness and turn to the light.

Mo Fan was so noisy that he fired two shots into the sky.

"Get out, don't build gangs, don't take people, get out."

Seeing that Mo Fan was on fire, the younger brothers hurriedly lowered their heads and left, leaving only one who was not afraid of death and continued to come over.

"Big guy, do you need help?"

Mo Fan took a deep breath and pointed a gun at his little brother's head, "I don't understand people." ”

The little brother shuddered, and hurriedly pointed to the gun that was thrown on the ground,

"You misunderstood, I mean, you can't move these things alone, do you need help?"

Mo Fan breathed a sigh of relief, "It's useless to have one more of you." ”

"I have a relative who runs a moving company and is always available."

Mo Fan was a little moved, but he didn't agree immediately, but said, "Want to touch my bottom in this way?" ”

The little brother shook his head frantically,

"Don't get me wrong, if you don't like people following you, I have a relative who runs a recycling station, and you can collect guns and cars, and you can trade them here, and the price is absolutely fair."