People in hunters, five years of survival!

Chapter Two Hundred and Fifty-Six: Bloody Storm.

Tap-da-da….

The gunshots seemed to rain down.

On a street near the gate of the inner city of Meteor Street, a fierce battle is going on, and there are fallen bodies everywhere, as well as damaged ground and surrounding buildings.

Shell casings fell to the ground like rain.

Shaped like a dragon, when the wind feather pierced an enemy’s head with another shot, a dense stream of bullets was fired from all directions.

Even many people in the same camp who were besieging Feng Yu were directly shot, which was completely a situation where both sides were injured.

The shadow of the gun flickered, the wind feather kept moving, a sudden dash forward, with the silver gun in his hand to block the bullets fired in the direction, and rushed into the crowd at a gallop like electricity.

Rumble!!!

A shot swept across, and in the bitter scream, all the enemies in the offensive range were killed by the strong bombardment of the wind feather.

“Keep shooting!!!”

“Kill him!!!”

“Don’t stop!”

……

It was the guards of the inner city of Meteor Street who fought against Wind Feather.

These people are basically 16 years old in Meteor Street, in a cruel environment, not only are they all well-trained, but it is absolutely not an exaggeration to say that they are not afraid of death.

Even if Feng Yu had killed waves of guards since he entered the inner city and fought and left, leaving corpses and blood everywhere he passed, it did not have much of a deterrent effect, and there was still a steady stream of support.

The first gun fist flow that Feng Yu learned was a fist technique evolved from gun art, and at this time, fighting with a silver large gun made of thread fruit was naturally not rusty at all, but showed excellent gun skills.

Sweeping spurts.

The wind plume moved at a speed beyond the naked eye, shuttling through the crowd, constantly flying the guards in the past, but also let these guards spray blood in the scream, and their bodies were broken by silver spears or stabbed blood holes, or broken tendons by pumps.

Rumble!!!

Suddenly, the guards who came with support brought bazookas, aimed and fired, and in an instant, a rocket was erupting with hot flames and blasted towards the wind plume.

Thundered!!

A succession of explosions reverberated through the streets, and the shockwaves that raged shattered the surrounding ground and buildings, blowing up countless pieces of rubble. Thick gunsmoke also rose in the burning flames, making the battle on the street appear more fierce and fierce. Shh

The wind plume was engulfed by multiple rocket shots, but just at the end of the explosion, countless silk threads burst out of the thick smoke

“Ah!!!”

Harsh screams replaced the explosions and roared through the streets.

The blasted silk thread shot all the guards within a radius of 100 meters into a hornet’s nest, and even penetrated the surrounding buildings, forming dense holes.

Treadom….

A round of range attacks, the continuous smoke of gunfire was seen Feng Yu walking out of it with an indifferent expression.

His right hand was holding a silver gun diagonally, and there were no traces of injury on his body, as if the rocket bombardment just now had no effect on him.

The guards within a hundred meters were all killed, but there were still many guards at a distance, and the support did not stop, these people saw the corpses all over the street and the wind feathers standing in the middle, one by one, they were shocked and angry, and even fearful.

Even if the competition in Meteor Street is cruel, making the will of the people here beyond imagination, but under the constant death and no hope of winning, the survival rule of the strong still makes many guards hesitate and dare not step forward easily.

Of course, it’s just hesitation.

As the guard of the inner city, in addition to being an elite of thousands of choices, he also has strict military laws, and he is not afraid, even if he survives, he cannot escape cruel punishment afterwards.

“Kill!!!”

A hysterical roar sounded, and the guards who were congested on both sides of the street were frantically charging towards the wind plume again.

Bullets rained down.

Automatic rifles were fired, and there were even guards holding swords and directly killing the wind feathers. Swish!

Feng Yu’s expression remained unchanged, and his figure instantly turned into an afterimage, and he smashed the bullets that were shot at him with a silver gun, like a shock, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed into the crowd again.

Bang bang bang!!!

The shadow of the gun is powerful, and the dancing silver gun makes the air roll up in the explosion, and every sweep and stab will take the enemy’s life.

The screams continued, and blood splattered everywhere.

The wind feather was like a big gun in hand, fiercely penetrating the crowd, leaving corpses everywhere along the way, and even many corpses flew towards the buildings on the side like baseballs, knocking the walls out of holes.

In the fierce battle between the wind feathers and the guards, on the buildings on the side of the street, you can see one after another figures rushing like fleas in the continuous rise and fall.

“Find death!”

These figures are male and female, and the most important thing is that their bodies are all wrapped with mental qi and are those who have the ability to think.

Looking at the fight on the street, after seeing that the battle was completely one-sided, the guards were constantly slaughtered by 280 wind feathers, and one of the able-bodied men immediately became furious.

In the roar, this sturdy man was like a fierce tiger out of the cage, bursting with great power, jumped into the street, and rushed towards the wind feather.

When approaching, the sturdy man carried the inertia wrapped in a spurt, cast a “hard” to hit the right fist with his mental qi, and with a furious force, he slammed a punch towards the wind feather.

Powerful forces bring whistling fists.

This man was not only a person with the ability to read, but also a person whose strength had reached the second-rate level of strengthening the ability to cultivate the ability.

Keen insight into the attack, several guards on the opposite side shot away, and the wind feather turned back sharply, that is, with a move back to the horse spear. The big silver gun seemed to be lightning, and the tip of the gun glowed with cold light.

The strong man’s fist had not yet hit the wind feather, and his chest was the first to be stabbed out by the silver big gun, and it tore through the defense strongly.

Blood splattered.

The strong man’s eyes widened all of a sudden, his face showed an expression of disbelief, and his mouth was slightly open, as if he wanted to say something. But Feng Yu didn’t pay attention at all, and with an indifferent face, he used his wrist to directly pick up the opponent who penetrated it, and threw it towards a group of guards in the distance.

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