Easily getting rid of the Ma Zai who was on guard outside, Du Weiguo disappeared silently into the darkness like a ghost in the night.
There are two horse boys guarding the main entrance of this abandoned warehouse. One of them is relatively alert. He probably heard the strange noise outside and called his companions to come out to check.
However, when he met King Du Yan, the more alert he was, the faster he would die. As soon as his front foot stepped out of the warehouse door, his throat was sealed with a knife.
The blade of Xiaotang's knife was dark, reflecting a faint cold light, and it cut across his throat very quickly.
As for his companion behind him, just when he was about to shout out, the small Tang knife that came out of his hand was stabbed straight into his mouth. The huge kinetic energy caused his entire head to be nailed to the wooden door.
There was a soft sound of "嚚!"!
Du Weiguo had just pulled out the Xiao Tang Dao from this guy's mouth, when suddenly a warning sign occurred in his heart, and he left the place with a quick leap.
"Snapped!"
A crisp gunshot sounded, completely shattering the tranquility of the dark night. This was the unique gunshot of the Colt m1911.
A bullet hit the dilapidated wooden door of the warehouse, and sawdust suddenly flew into the air. If Du Weiguo had been slow to dodge even for a moment, his head would have been in trouble.
However, Du Weiguo had no time to think too much at this moment. Just as he was about to land after his vertical leap, he rolled sideways again and hid outside the warehouse.
"Snapped!"
The second bullet was like a venomous snake, almost grazing Du Weiguo's scalp. Just 2 centimeters away, he was named and shot in the head! And this is already the second time!
"Master!"
Du Weiguo, who was always used to blowing other people's heads, looked very solemn at this time and narrowed his eyes slightly. The other party had a very powerful master.
No, this gunman cannot be described as an expert at all. This guy is undoubtedly a superpower. His bullets can turn. Otherwise, he would have absolutely no shooting angle for this second bullet.
"Cao! Could it be that Hua Feisan betrayed him? He specially found a peerless master to deal with me?"
This was Du Weiguo's first reaction. Apart from this possibility, he really couldn't think of other possibilities.
But now he had no time to think about the reason. The small Tang Dao in his hand disappeared instantly, and the Huakou Luzi that had been sitting in the space for two years had appeared in his hand.
These two fancy picks, but the Browning 1910 inherited from the old Du family, even the safety is always in the firing state. They have been waiting for two years to drink blood!
At this time, Du Weiguo has a gun in his hand. I have the world. If there is no time to shoot, just raise your hand and shoot!
"Bang!" "Bang!"
Browning's and Colt's gunshots rang out almost simultaneously, and then Du Weiguo's eyes shrank instantly, under his superhuman vision.
The two bullets actually collided head-on in the air, and his bullet was shot down by the other side.
And while he was stunned, "Pop!" a bullet struck Du Weiguo's face in a strange arc and bit him.
"boom!"
It was disrespectful to come back without reciprocating, and the opponent's bullet was shot down by Du Weiguo. "Huh?" A surprised voice rang in the warehouse.
In the open space inside the warehouse, there was an old oil drum. A few pieces of wood removed from the warehouse doors and windows were thrown into it, and a bonfire was lit.
At this time, the oil barrel was kicked away by someone. The opponent was obviously a very experienced veteran, and naturally he would not let the situation of darkness and darkness continue.
As the oil drum flew to the corner, the scattered wood shone brightly, and the light in the warehouse became dim.
However, these have no impact on Du Weiguo at all. He does not need a light source at all, and Du Weiguo has returned to calm at this moment.
Damn, arc bullets are awesome, right? Although my bullet can't turn, my straight line is faster!
As long as I can see the trajectory, I will never be afraid to fight!
After making up his mind, Du Weiguo rushed into the warehouse like a cheetah, with the flower-mouthed rollers in his hands spraying flames.
"Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!"
Gunshots rang out like exploding beans. In just one second, Du Weiguo knocked out three arc bullets from the opponent.
After approaching 10 meters, he could see clearly the appearance of his opponent. The person facing him was a mixed race.
This guy is very tall, about 30 years old, with a very handsome face, black hair, and black eyes, but his facial profile has deep eyes and a high nose, a typical European and American profile.
At this time, Du Weiguo was forced to jump backwards and then roll. He was once again forced out of the warehouse in some embarrassment. Moreover, the moment he jumped out of the warehouse, Du Weiguo had to use the blinking skill to stay away from the warehouse.
There is really no way, because besides this super gunner who can use arc bullets, there are other people in the warehouse.
In addition to this mixed-race gunman, there were at least four other cavalrymen. They all had guns in their hands, and they were all firing at Du Weiguo.
Among them was a bitch who actually held a Thompson m1928a1, the legendary Chicago typewriter, in his hand.
The muzzle of the submachine gun spurted out flames and fired wildly in the direction of Du Weiguo, with a full 50-round drum, making the continuous firepower of this thing very powerful.
The accuracy is not enough and the firepower is used. This is the usual style of the American army!
Don't underestimate this, as the old saying goes, you can kill a master with random punches, not to mention this heavy rain of bullets!
Even Du Weiguo could only flee in embarrassment. The wooden doors and brick walls of the warehouse were filled with smoke and dust from bullets! Full of transparent bullet holes.
Under normal circumstances, Du Weiguo could easily send him to see the King of Hell with just one shot.
But now that a powerful enemy is at his side, if he dares to shoot at that bitch, unless he uses the blinking skill in public, he will definitely die.
The pistol's firing rate of 3 shots per second means that it only takes 1/3 of a second for him and the opponent's arc gunner to determine life and death.
He also saw Hua Feisan just now. He was hanging in a corner of the warehouse, motionless, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
Du Weiguo would never easily judge him as a traitor, and he would never let him know that he could flash this magical skill.
After Du Weiguo flashed, he moved quietly towards the window of the warehouse and quickly changed a magazine.
The moment he got close to the window, the idiot who was using the Thomson also emptied the bullets in the drum, and the sound of the submachine gun stopped.
"Bang bang bang~~"
Du Weiguo's figure appeared at the window, he raised his hand and fired continuously. The first three shots were aimed at the submachine gun and other horses, while the next four shots were fired at the mixed-race gunman.
There was nothing that could be done about it. This arc gunner was very slippery, and his body instinctively avoided the shooting angle of the window.
If he hadn't been too arrogant and arrogant and escaped on his own, Du Weiguo would have been helpless!
The mixed-race gunman just now didn't expect that Du Weiguo could adjust the shooting angle so quickly, and was caught off guard.
After Thomson Hanhan and one other Ma Zai's heads were blown, his intercepting bullet arrived and only had time to save one Ma Zai.
But at this moment, the corner of his mouth curved into a very cruel arc. Why was he smiling? Because of the ammunition capacity, he was a veteran. He had just taken the opportunity to change the magazine.
So Du Weiguo shot four bullets at him, and he intercepted an extra one. They all had a capacity of 7 rounds, but he still had two more rounds.
1/3 second is simply not enough to dodge. Even with sufficient prediction, it is impossible for a person to move as fast as a bullet.
Two bullets were enough for him to hit Du Weiguo's head twice, but one second later, he was disappointed, no, completely desperate.
Because under his gaze, Du Weiguo's left hand suddenly had a pistol inexplicably like magic.
"Bang bang~~"
Du Weiguo stood at the dilapidated window with an expressionless face and sharp eyes. His hands were as steady as a rock, and he fired two pistols left and right.
In just 3 seconds, all the remaining bullets in the two pistols were emptied, and then he quickly moved sideways to the brick wall next to the window.
Quickly replacing the last spare magazine in the space, Du Weiguo jumped in from the window like a civet cat.
The silence in the warehouse was terrifying at this time, without even a sound. Du Weiguo walked steadily to the side of the mixed-race gunman.
Looking down at him, he saw that both of his eyes had been blown out, white and red were smeared all over the floor, and his once handsome face had become extremely ferocious.
No matter who he is or how handsome he is, he will become extremely ugly after being killed by a headshot with both eyes.
In addition to him, the other three guys in the warehouse were also sent away with a headshot by Du Weiguo.
The extremely strong smell of blood permeated the warehouse, which was nauseating!
Du Weiguo let out a deep breath. Damn, he was in suspense. If he had the magic weapon of space, he would be in suspense tonight!
Interestingly, the second pistol had exactly the right amount of extra bullets in the magazine. One more round was extra, and one less round was not enough.
This was not Du Weiguo's calculation that was accurate enough, it was purely a coincidence. The battle lasted less than 2 minutes.
There were a total of 10 people on the opponent's side, and there was even a special gunner who had super powers and could use arc bullets, but they were just wiped out by the Shengsheng Tuan.
Du Weiguo frowned slightly at this time, curled his lips unconsciously, frowned and covered his waist.
Damn, he was injured. When he jumped to dodge, he was still scratched by a stray bullet from the Thompson submachine gun, and a piece of flesh was bitten off.
Du Weiguo looked through his clothes and took a look at the wounds. Not only had a strip of flesh been wiped off, but one of his ribs was also broken. He was now in burning pain, but fortunately it did not affect his ability to move.
Helplessly putting down his clothes, Du Weiguo raised his hand and shot the gun hanging in the air. The rope of the unconscious Hua Feisan was interrupted, and he fell to the ground silently.
Du Weiguo stepped forward, slowly squatted down, and tested his breathing. He was still breathing, but he was completely knocked unconscious.
Twenty minutes later, a raging fire broke out in this dilapidated warehouse. Under the light of the fire, not far away, Du Weiguo carried Hua Feisan on one shoulder and stepped onto an old white Fuji sedan.
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