“Hey~ Johnny, Joseph, guys, are you okay?”

The voice echoed, no one answered, and the three people who had just walked over seemed to be engulfed by the corner.

The red button of the warning was photographed and the warning was sent to the brothers below.

The two nervously picked up their Uzi and faced the place where Johnny and the others had disappeared.

The oppressive feeling brought about by this silence can drive ordinary people crazy.

“Da-da-da…”

Footsteps came from around the corner, and there was only one person, which made them relax slightly.

Under the dim light, a petite figure wrapped in a long trench coat slowly turned out.

Purple hair and white skin, black eye mask can not hide the beautiful face. The tight little leather coat shows a more exquisite figure, and the bald old black eyes on the left are straight.

“Oh oh oh~ where did this superb product come from, it’s so perfect.”

“Fuck, don’t relax, OK?”

When the other guard saw the incomplete appearance of his teammates, the muzzles of the guns were lowered, and he couldn’t help but turn his head and scold fiercely.

Before the words fell, a little blood flowers burst out of Lao Hei’s bald head, and the gunshot sounded in his ears at this time.

The guard on the right was horrified in his heart, turned his head, and saw only a warhead constantly dilated in the pupil, and even saw a small flower engraved on the warhead ….

“Next time you face Lord Mandy Lu, don’t take your eyes off!”

Walking over with a spirit, the super killer blew white smoke from the muzzle and kicked the guard’s corpse aside.

Lu Shen laughed secretly, at this young age, pretending to be a divine skill has his own charm!

Opening the door and looking at the tattered freight elevator, the super killer rubbed her eyebrows with a headache: “God, you are definitely older than your father, can I take the stairs?” ”

In the factory below, the warned gangsters grabbed their guns and prepared to smash the invading enemy.

With a mustache and neatly dressed, the Nighthawk himself is more like a gentleman than a gangster.

But those who know him well know what a cruel heart is under the exterior of etiquette.

“Where did the bastard dare to provoke my night scoundrel? Is it a new gang that is eyeing our business, or is it the damn cops? “Woken up by his subordinates, the night thug was obviously in a bad mood.

“Boss, is it that group of Mexicans?”

A crisp slap that stumbled his subordinates.

“Idiot, didn’t we just start celebrating yesterday by annihilating that group of Mexicans?” The Nighthawk walked out of the bedroom and looked around, more than twenty strong gangsters had been armed.

AK, MP5, various firearms, and even a Vulcan cannon was set up in the rear.

“No matter who it is, he will pay in blood!”

With a sinister laugh, the Nighthawk was greatly relieved, these are outlaws who lick blood with a knife head.

Even SWAT officers who get off an elevator will be beaten into a sieve by them.

Turning around and walking towards the deep monitoring room, he wanted to safely and comfortably admire what kind of self-conscious guy would be torn apart by the steel storm.

After walking a few steps, the sound of the elevator running slowly came, and the Vulcan cannon slowly rotated….

When the elevator made a “ding” sound, the door was torn to shreds by bullets before it could be opened.

……

“Stop, stop!”

Someone shouted the order a few times, and the fire net gradually stopped.

The elevator has been beaten with holes, but it is empty.

Two daring gangsters carried firearms and cautiously entered the elevator.

“Hey~ there’s no one here!”

After reading it, the two gangsters shrugged their shoulders and burst into foul language.

Suddenly, the partition above was stepped on, and a black shadow jumped from the top of the elevator. The sword flashed, and the blood arrows in the necks of the two surged and stumbled back.

“Damn ~ fire, fire!”

Without orders, the gangsters hooked the trigger in their hands again.

Dao Dao fire tongues spewed out, and a rain of bullets shot towards the super killer girl.

The strong man like a wild bear laughed wildly, kicked and hit the little brother next to him fiercely, and urged him to change the bullets of his Vulcan cannon.

As early as when she cut off the throats of the two gangsters, the super killer jumped up and kicked the two who had not yet broken their breath together, overlapping in front of her.

The bullet entered the human body, splashing blood flowers.

Two hapless gangsters were shattered by the impact of the bullet and flew out upside down.

“Thank you!”

The super killer chuckled and emerged from between the two corpses.

The gangsters were about to gather fire, and the guns in their hands “clicked”, and the magazine was exhausted.

Previously, a lot of firepower was vented against the elevator, and before it was loaded, it was another indiscriminate shot, and the ammunition was exhausted, which was already expected by the super killer.

“Why, is it time for my performance?”

With a cold smile, the two handles of Glock, both of them spewed out flames.

Bullets whistled and burrowed into the eyebrows or chests of the tattooed men. With screams, the red plums bloomed and withered in the air.

Fortunately, the Night Gangster Gangster can also be regarded as experienced in hundreds of battles and reacted quickly.

Seeing the brothers around him constantly falling, they threw down the AK in their hands and pulled out the pistol on their waist.

All sand eagles, revolvers, large-caliber and powerful, a shot is deafening.

“Oooh, Milan Sliding Tackle!”

Even if the body is good, the super killer girl does not dare to carry these bullets! In particular, these gangsters are quite accurate.

A sliding spatula, quickly skimming against the ground, burrowed under the table.

With the advantage of body shape, flexible under the table, from time to time poke out the head to shoot, someone will inevitably fall to the ground with a snort. Everywhere they passed, the gangs were killed.

More than half of these ruthless gangsters have fallen.

Their spiritual pillar, the big man who controls the Vulcan cannon, did not have time to roar again, and was shot in the head by the super killer girl’s accurate two shots.

Who made him laugh so arrogantly and attracted the attention of the super killer girl.

(After reading it, I hope to leave a collection, otherwise it is really difficult to write, the Feilu environment is not good recently, I want to show a good story to everyone, and I want to be a dragon set can leave a message in the book review area)


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