The killing system in my brain

Chapter 193 Don't Die

Cui Jian felt that the proficiency points rewarded by the Spartan mission this time were a little too small, which should be worth two thousand!

Not daring to think about it any more, the van turned in the direction of the van and drove directly to the side road. Cui Jian's face sank, and the accelerator was turned to the bottom in an instant. The powerful power directly made him approach the van quickly. It's a terrible death, so it's better to give it a go.

He stumped his feet, forcibly used the dry land plucking green onions in his light-weight kung fu, and dexterously climbed onto the roof of the van with his hands and arms.

The gangster who had been following Cui Jian couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw that the other party made such an action. How the hell is this like acting in a movie?

Bandit A hurriedly said, "Boss, that guy came up on the roof of our car!"

The ferocious man sitting in the co-driver was taken aback for a moment, and then said viciously: "Shoot and kill this ignorant fellow!"

However, Li Ziran, who has been paying attention to Li Ziran from the side, glanced at the assistant curled up in the corner of the car and shivering. There is no ability to resist.

For Cui Jian's actions, Li Ziran has been watching Cui Jian's actions. She was originally wearing an ancient costume, but she couldn't recognize it if she didn't look carefully if she didn't look carefully. She never thought that Cui Jian would chase after him without hesitation.

Seeing that the gangster sitting next to him raised his gun and was about to shoot, she panicked. She put her head on the gangster on the left, stretched her legs, and directly knocked the guns in the hands of the gangsters on the left and right.

Faintly hearing the quarrel coming from inside the car, Cui Jian, who was lying on the roof of the car, frowned. He heard clearly that the gangster was yelling at a bitch, and he knew that it must be Li Ziran who was blocking the other party from shooting.

For a while, he was sweating, and he didn't dare to delay any longer. He grabbed the eaves of the car with one hand, and pulled out the long sword with the other hand. With a slip of his footsteps, he rushed directly to the front window.

"Duh!"

Cui Jian yelled softly, and he stabbed the long sword in his backhand mercilessly.

With a click, the long carbon steel sword directly pierced through the windshield and stuck on the driver's chest.

Cui Jian's face was stern. Since these desperadoes want his life, then he wants their life!
This idea has never occurred to him, but he has thought about it since he killed the first person who attacked him. If you want not to be treated as meat on the chopping board by others, then you have to fight back mercilessly .

Although the long sword was not sharpened, its hardness and elasticity were quite good, especially for stabbing. Under Cui Jian's full strength, the long sword easily penetrated the driver's chest.

The gangster driver who was fatally injured had his eyes bulging, felt the strength of his body disappearing quickly, and screamed in horror, the steering wheel had already been panicked, and he turned a few times in which direction he didn't know.

The high-speed van was suddenly turned sharply, and the body was instantly unstable. It was like a rolling gourd came directly, pingping, bang, bang, and rolled away before stopping.

Cui Jian had already jumped down when that guy was turning the steering wheel, rolled on the ground twice to relieve his strength, and then nothing happened.

"My aunt, you must not die!"

Seeing the van that had been smashed to pieces with only a rough skeleton left, Cui Jian sighed, hurriedly came to the van and rolled over to the ground, looked around, and found that Li Ziran was tied up in the back seat and lay on his back. On a thug, after forcibly opening the hooped car door, she pulled out the unconscious Li Ziran, and then hooked it in. Because her assistant had been curled up in a corner, she could do nothing but wipe Outside of the injury, there didn't appear to be any injuries.

"What luck!"

Cui Jian looked at the state of the two people on the ground, and couldn't help admiring. There were bandits on the left and right of Li Ziran as meat pads for him. That assistant was really lucky. The two bandits were tied to the car in order to keep them from moving. , were all solidified, and it was only in exchange for miraculously not being severely injured.

As for the six gangsters in the car, it was a bit miserable. The driver was completely hopeless. As early as when Cui Jian stabbed his chest with a sword, he tilted his head and disappeared. the Lord.

Cui Jian circled around loudly, and saw a thug in the co-pilot who had forgotten his seat belt and was not seriously injured. After Cui Jian violently pulled him out, he searched all over his body. Fan.

Find a silver pistol, three pistol magazines, and three submachine gun magazines.

Submachine gun!

Cui Jian sighed, and happily took it out of the car again, and found the submachine gun that this guy was carrying. When he took it out, it was a must-have gun in CS or the latest gunfight game. Firearms, Uzi submachine guns.

Cui Jian grinned, full of excitement. In modern society, as long as a man doesn't like guns, even Cui Jian can't put it down, especially the silver pistol he got. He decided to quietly keep it as a collection. product.

After fiddling with the Uzi, Cui Jian casually pointed to an open space and pulled the trigger.

Nourish!Zizi!

"Oh heh heh heh!!! The grass is amazing!"

Born in China, you said that there is no chance of getting real guns, so Cui Jian found something to play with these thugs. The method is to carefully wipe off the fingerprints, and then draw back the bent long sword and straighten it back to the sheath.

Cui Jian came to the unconscious gangster, he squatted down and stretched out his hand.

clap clap!

Two heavy slaps directly woke up the gangster.

The thug, who had been dizzy for a long time before waking up, subconsciously touched his burning cheeks, met Cui Jian's gaze, and his complexion couldn't help changing slightly, it was this desperate man who ran up to the roof of the car for their driver One sword, otherwise it wouldn't have caused such a tragic scene, and I don't know whether this guy is saving people or killing people, it's terrible!
"Look at you, you are their leader?" Cui Jian said lightly, playing with the silver pistol he had looted from the bandit leader.

The leader of the gangster did not deny it. He glanced at the overturned van not far away, his expression was startled, and his voice was hoarse, "What happened to the people in the car?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Cui Jian's mouth, and he sighed, "I didn't know if I was dead or not when the car overturned just now, but after a few shots from me, it should be dead, I can confirm that."

　Ask for a ticket!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)