Chapter Seventy-Seven: Bloody Killing
The fake Wang Desheng and everyone were stunned, but he suddenly moved, and his body turned into a phantom and rushed towards a man with a gun closest to him. The iron claw-like right hand grabbed forward, like a red-hot sword piercing into the foam, and easily pierced through it.
"Poof"
Crimson blood spurted out, and when Yin's hand was withdrawn, a bloody heart was pulled out, beating regularly in the palm of his hand. Yin's five fingers shrank suddenly, and his heart suddenly exploded, with hot blood, staining Yin's entire arm red, and the man whose heart was taken out had his eyes wide open and fell straight to the ground.
Hiss......
Seeing such a bloody scene, everyone gasped, only to feel that they had fallen into an ice cave, and even the bone marrow was cold. Monsters, this ...... It's a humanoid monster.
"Shoot, shoot him!"
The fake king Desheng was extremely panicked, and while retreating, he yelled at the people under his hands.
Everyone who came back to their senses pulled the trigger one after another.
"Bang Bang Bang"
The continuous sound of gunfire broke the silence of midnight and echoed in this abandoned factory. However, this still did not stop the hidden killing.
"Woohoo"
The body seems to have been weakened, so fast that even the eyes can't keep up, everywhere you go, there are broken hands and feet, blood dripping, hidden hands, like an indestructible blade, can easily unload other people's limbs. And none of those bullets could hit him.
Everyone's bodies are trembling, and they are not even afraid of guns, what the hell is this...... What kind of person is it? The trigger of their mission was pulled, and only the sound of the gunshot, which violently shook their eardrums, could make them feel a sense of security in their hearts.
However, all in vain.
When the last gunshot was extinguished, the ground was already full of mutilated bodies, and the blood gathered into a cluster of streams, flowing towards the low-lying places, and the thick smell of blood enveloped the entire space.
"How so...... How can this be......" Fake Wang Desheng has already vomited.
A large hand suddenly and silently grabbed him by the neck, and then threw him into the area where the blood was flowing.
In his ears, there was a terrible moan, and between his nose, there was a disgusting smell of blood, and the hand of the fake Wang Desheng touched a hot thing, and when he turned his head, it was a fresh internal organcera. He was so frightened that he couldn't stop backing away, but as soon as he stabilized, his hand grabbed another thing.
Cold sweat flowed, and his breathing was so heavy that he felt like he was about to suffocate. He looked slowly, and it was...... It was a severed arm with white bones exposed, drenched in blood.
"Ahh
Fear, he couldn't stop screaming, stood up like an electric shock, looked around, all his brothers fell in a pool of blood, alive, but only half a breath was left, if not immediately treated, he would soon die in pain.
"Whew...... For...... Wow......"
In the silent factory, clear footsteps suddenly sounded.
The fake Wang Desheng's body trembled violently, and he turned to look, and the young man slowly emerged from the darkness. The blood had stained his whole body, even his hair was red, and his hands were still dripping red blood on the ground.
The soul trembled at this moment, and the fake Wang Desheng picked up a pistol from the ground and aimed at the young man: "Stop...... Don't come, don't come, or ...... Otherwise, I'll shoot......"
Even with the gun in hand, there is no sense of security, on the contrary, the more frightened he is. The young man was slowly approaching, and he kept retreating. A broken foot suddenly kicked him, making him sit on the ground with his butt, and the gun in his hand fell out a long way with a shudder.
The fake king Desheng didn't pick it up, but looked at the bloody young man in a daze, the ferocious beast, and the fear rose to the extreme.
However, a scene that broke his nerves happened. The young man, one by one, walked up to each of his brothers who were still breathing, then raised his feet and stepped on them mercilessly, and his brother's head exploded with a "click", and the white brain and red blood were sprinkled all over the ground.
Killing people is so casual and natural! Devil, this is a demon!
"Don't kill me, don't kill me......"
Some people have regained consciousness and begged for mercy in horror. But when I stepped on it, even my eyes exploded.
The fake Wang Desheng's face was like ashes, he was stupid by the scene in front of him, he was incontinent, and the whole person just looked at the young man who was harvesting his brother's life one after another.
Now that the slaughtering knife has been wielded, it will never stop until it has done everything.
After killing everyone on the ground, Yin walked towards the fake king Desheng step by step. In his eyes, there were two touches of blood red, and the murderous aura of Sen Ran was like a substantial blade, exuding a little cold.
"It's your turn!" Death's judgment was pronounced as if it came from the Nine Hells.
The fake Wang Desheng raised his head, this face made him shudder, especially the blood-red eyes, which made his soul tremble.
His face seemed to be a teenager in an instant, and his voice became hoarse: "It's my turn to go on the road......?" Thankfully, I'll be able to reunite with my brothers soon. He suddenly raised his head and roared, "Boss, what kind of existence are you messing with?"
"Poof"
As soon as the words fell, the head of the fake Wang Desheng was kicked off his body, fell to the ground and rolled for a distance before stopping, his eyes were wide open, and his mouth was open, but it was only spilling black blood.
Everything is quiet!
At this moment, Yin Sensitive's senses noticed a lot of footsteps outside the factory......
Yin frowned, it seems that the gunfire just now attracted the police~detective.
Outside the plant......
Zhong Guotao led the team, and he was fully armed, and he was talking to the special police below.
"I received a call from the public, there are gunshots here, inside, it is very likely that there are murderous terrorists with guns, everyone must be more careful.
"Yes"
A special police officer responded in a neat voice.
"Okay, action!"
At the sound of an order, the heavily armed SWAT officers marched towards the factory.
Not long after, a purple car also arrived at the scene. A girl in a slim sportswear walked down, the girl's eyes were clear and bright, with a moth head and eyebrows, and she looked very marked.
"Sister Xuan, why are you here?" a police officer greeted him.
"There is such a big case, how can I not come. ”
Wei Shuxuan is very serious, and when he works peacefully, he is like two people, "What about the Zhong team?"
"Team Zhong has already brought people in. The officer replied.
Wei Shuxuan stopped talking, took out a pistol, and vigilantly rushed towards the factory.
The closer she got to the factory, the more she felt that something was wrong, didn't she say that there were gunmen? Why didn't she hear the movement of the Zhong team and the gunmen, and besides, there seemed to be a ...... in the air The smell of blood!
Wei Shuxuan approached the factory step by step, and when she arrived at the door, she saw Team Zhong and a group of special police officers standing there motionless.
"Team Zhong, did you find anything?"
After confirming that it was already safe, Wei Shuxuan put away the pistol.
"Shu Xuan, don't come here!" Zhong Guotao's face showed a solemn look, and he stretched out his hand to stop Wei Shuxuan from approaching.
"What's wrong, Team Bell?"
It was too late, and Wei Shuxuan had already seen the scene in the factory clearly at this time.