It's a bit like the spiritual power in Chinese medicine. It's not that magical, but it's just a kind of induction.
Thump~
There was a sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and I saw the Blood Gang disciple who had just stood up and rejoiced, his eyebrows were a little red, blood was still flowing, and his eyes were shining with disbelief.
Maybe he was surprised by the last scene. How could the bullet turn?
Isn't this something only in movies?
Can people really do it?
And it’s a Desert Eagle!
So he dodged, relaxed his guard a little, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Otherwise, with his good strength, how could he not be able to avoid it?
However, there is no regret medicine, and there is no machine that can turn back time.
He is dead and will not be resurrected!
Zhuang Ming rarely uses this thing because he couldn't do it before. Besides, throwing the gun is very harmful to the inner wall of the barrel. Basically, for a good quality pistol, the accuracy will decrease after being thrown a few times.
This time it was just a whim.
It looks really cool when swinging!
What you could do in your previous life, you can do better in this life!
And things that cannot be done can be done well in this life!
This is the benefit of being strong!
Make the impossible possible!
A casual kick.
Bang~
A Blood Gang disciple who had just fainted but was not dead suddenly woke up and got up without fully seeing the situation.
The whole head turned into pieces, like an exploding watermelon, with juice flying everywhere.
Bang~
The skull with dense cracks bounced off the wall and fell to the ground.
That was the last remaining head of him, stained with scarlet plasma.
Brains and blood and blood added a beautiful scenery to the walls of the corridor.
The two guns flew horizontally, and the sound of the silver-white Desert Eagle's gunfire was so clear in the corridor, and each blow took away a life.
The cold and terrifying skull mask is the last memory of these Blood Gang disciples.
They don't even know who killed them?
Huhu~
呲呲～
Zhuang Ming suddenly felt a rapid scream coming from above his head. Although it was not threatening to him, his skin would still be broken if he was hit by a sniper.
The Desert Eagle moved upward slightly.
Ding~
The sound of metal clashing sounded directly, and a huge force came vertically down from above.
However, under Zhuang Ming's strength, the Desert Eagle did not move at all.
He calmly took back the Desert Eagle, only to see a sniper bullet sinking in above him!
There are also snipers!
Looking up with empty eyes, it was a blood wolf mercenary wearing a camouflage combat uniform.
Looking at Zhuang Ming's terrifying skull mask, he couldn't help but shudder.
Thinking of the scene just now, he retracted the barrel of the gun.
There happened to be a rocket launcher next to his feet, and he hooked it with his feet. After taking it, with this weight, Zhuang Ming knew that there happened to be a rocket launcher inside. He moved like a flowing stream, and without hesitation aimed at the ceiling above his head, that is, his footsteps. The trigger was pulled where the sound came from.
Phew~
The cannonball flew away directly with flames, heading upward.
boom!
no doubt.
A large hole was blown directly above, sending rubble and dust flying everywhere.
The most critical thing was that two soldiers wearing camouflage combat uniforms fell down.
Before the two panicked bodies landed, Zhuang Ming had already quickly loaded a rocket.
He directly attacked the two people in the air.
The whistling sound of artillery shells in the air shocked the two people who were blinded by the explosion.
The figure bowed sharply in the air.
Although the response is indeed very fast, it is a bit slow compared to the shells that have already flown out.
Bang~
In the horrified and desperate eyes of the two people, they collided with each other.
Turn into a ball of fire!
The bodies of the two are not that strong, even with body armor.
It still turned into a rain of blood, spreading around.
Ma Qi, the deputy captain of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group, retreated quickly and quickly came to the hole where the members fell. Seeing this scene from above, his face was instantly sprayed with blood foam.
Ma Qi's face was gloomy and terrifying, covered with scarlet minced meat and snow foam. In addition, his blood-red eyes stared at Zhuang Ming below, almost spitting out fire with anger, and his face was filled with a cold and murderous look. meaning.
When did the Blood Wolf suffer such a big loss in this kind of mission? If he doesn’t take revenge, the Blood Wolf
Where does the mercenary group lose its face?
On Ma Qi's tough granite face, his eyebrows trembled, the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched, and he snorted vigorously. Suddenly he smiled coldly, as if he was the god of death, and shouted coldly: "Follow me, come on, We are wild wolves in the Blood Realm!”
Madge jumped directly from the hole above!
Phew~~
Zhuang Ming fired another cannonball without hesitation, as if he was teasing Ma Qi.
Hum~
With an icy cold snort, Ma Qi in the air made a sudden twist and kicked the cannonball directly to the side.
boom!
Artillery shells bombarded not far away, and the strong wind directly blew the blood wolf's short hair straight up. Along with the cold face on his face, there was a death-like murderous intent.
"Ouch~ow~"
The blood wolf elite reserve group above roared excitedly and jumped down one after another.
A playful smile appeared at the corner of Zhuang Ming's mouth under the mask. A decent master really showed up, otherwise he would have been very disappointed with this trap this time.
However, it seems that these people have nothing to do with the Blood Gang. They should not be members of the Blood Gang, but more like mercenaries.
"You are the person Bennett is looking for, right? I will tear off your head today to pay homage to my dead brother!" Ma Qi's eyes flashed with an icy cold light, and they were like a knife in Zhuang Ming's eyes. The skull mask was scratched, as if he wanted to see through Zhuang Ming.
"You are really a villain if you hide your head but show your tail. Let me take off your clown mask!"
"Kill!" shouted loudly.
His feet kicked hard on the ground, and the marble shattered in an instant, and his body was shot out like a cannonball.
Keng~
The machete on his back was unsheathed directly, glowing with an icy cold glow. Under the dim light, it also glowed with a strange cold glow.
At first glance, you can tell that it is a good knife made of special materials.
Breaking rocks and breaking iron is no big deal.
The other members of the Blood Wolf pointed their guns at Zhuang Ming, as if this would give them a sense of security.
"You know what? I hate being pointed at a gun!" Zhuang Ming's voice was like Jiuyou's cold iron, making people suffocate with coldness.
The raised empty eyes made Ma Qi in the air narrow his eyes and feel a sudden chill in his heart, but he had no room to retreat at this time.
He held his right hand halfway, and the huge rocket launcher in his hand disappeared instantly.
Everyone who was staring at Zhuang Ming's movements was stunned.
March was also stunned.
Do magic?
How is this done?
The portable rocket launcher is not one meter long, but it is not small either.
His eyesight is not that of ordinary people, something is wrong!
