The troops were divided into two groups, and the two members at the front of the left and right encircling teams bent down and rushed out.
Luke moved his left and right hands at the same time, and the four throwing knives disappeared. The four gangsters fell to the ground as soon as they pulled the trigger.
Two of them were stabbed in the head, and the other two were stabbed in the chest.
But this did not affect the attack of the bandits behind, and four more people rushed out.
If the passage here wasn't so narrow, they would definitely push more people in at once, but now they can only go forward in pairs.
This was also the location that Luke had chosen. It was surrounded by cabinets of different heights, making it the most suitable place for one-on-many combat in the early stages.
Besides, his movements were always a little faster than those of the gangsters.
After four swords were swung out, he grabbed the four sabers on the table with his hands and swung them to the left and right again. At the same time, he jumped up, jumped over the counter in front of him, accelerated his feet, and slammed his body into a separate tall cabinet two meters away.
A loud bang and several screams rang out at the same time.
The second group of four bandits that showed up again left two dead and two seriously injured, but no one paid any attention to them anymore.
Luke didn't stop after knocking down the tall cabinet. He continued to rush forward, rushed into the hole of the bandit's pocket formation, and broke through to a deeper position.
However, being passive and actively attacking are different.
While knocking down the tall cabinet, he had already pulled out two sabers from his waist and threw them towards the bandits on the left and right who were in parallel positions.
His attack was too fast, and these people's attention was focused on the passage ahead, and they had no time to turn to the side.
The two gangsters suddenly had two knife handles on the sides of their heads, killing them instantly.
Luke put his toes down and rushed forward again.
Boom! Clang!
The second cabinet was pushed aside and fell down, and Luke successfully rushed to the bottom of the encirclement. He put his hands across his waist again, and shot out two sabers again, hitting the foreheads of the two gangsters at the two and ten o'clock positions.
His eyes flashed with excitement. He lifted the hem of his suit with both hands, bent down and turned around to avoid the bullets coming from behind.
His hands suddenly left afterimages, and the sound of wind breaking formed a series. Two bandits fell down at the three and nine o'clock directions respectively.
With a tap of his toes, he turned around and shot back, with the hem of his suit lifted up, which did not hinder him from reaching for the last two sabers at his waist.
This time, he used both hands to move from bottom to top, using a more energy-saving "throwing posture" to throw out two sabers, and two bandits who were turning around to look were stabbed in the chest again.
In less than ten seconds, eighteen of the thirty opponents who had just entered fell.
This shocked the attacking bandits and left the commander outside dumbfounded.
In just a few seconds, Luke demonstrated to the fullest the three essential elements of a killer: speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness.
Every strike of the sword is fatal and hits the target without stopping.
The three pairs of eyes surrounding him in the dark also showed surprise, but there was no sign of fear.
Until now, everything Luke has shown is still within the normal range.
What surprised them was that the previous information seemed to only mention that Night Devil John was an accurate shooter, and did not specifically note that his skills in cold weapons were so superb.
But that's all.
It just so happens that any one of the three of them can crush John the Night Demon in terms of speed.
No matter how fast, accurate and ruthless you are, once you meet an opponent who is even faster, your accuracy and ruthlessness will be meaningless.
However, the three did not act immediately as the real opportunity was still a little short of time.
At this moment, Luke killed eighteen people in a row, but was truly surrounded, and he also threw away the saber on his belt.
He rolled over and jumped over a counter, and the place where he was standing was hit by bullets, causing a sound of shattering glass.
Without hesitation, he punched the counter beside him, grabbed two Roman daggers from it, and threw them out at the museum shelf about seven or eight meters behind him.
This thing is called a dagger, but its weight and length are on the same level as a machete.
The two bandits had just leaned their backs against the museum shelf and were about to turn around and look out when they heard a "bang" and felt a pain in their chest. The heavy and thick Roman dagger pierced through the wooden board of the museum shelf and stabbed them through.
Their teammates paid no attention to the two men and continued to move towards the target, firing wildly.
Luke threw out two daggers, pushed himself up on the ground like a push-up, and rushed four or five meters away.
Pieces of glass flew above his head. He reached into the broken counter, picked up two crude single-edged axes, and threw them out with a whoosh.
The two bandits who had just appeared were carried away with axes on their heads like two unicorns.
Luke reached out again and frowned as he looked at the two spear tips in his hand: This thing... the center of gravity is not suitable for throwing.
But he did not put them back. As he turned around, he shook his wrists to the left and right, and the tips of the spears shot out at the two bandits who were rushing towards him from behind.
As a result, this time the "flying spear" finally had a slight deviation.
The spear tip, which was originally shooting upward from the bottom to the top at the chests of the two men, had a slightly different angle and directly passed over their lower abdomens and penetrated a little lower.
The two men fell down without a sound, covering the spear tips with their hands, twisting on the ground like dying fish.
Luke felt a little ashamed.
But if you want to get involved in this business, you must always have the awareness of being a Bakugan boy.
He decisively slid sideways, sliding two meters on the smooth ground, approaching another counter he liked, which was full of short daggers and knives.
He squatted beside the counter and grabbed six daggers and knives from the counter. He pushed hard with his feet on the counter, and the counter slid several dozen centimeters.
With this kick, his body passed under a counter with a raised bottom, then slid through a gap to the center of several counters, turned over, and raised his hand to shoot out two daggers.
Among the four bandits gathered together on one side, two of them just turned around and opened their mouths, but before they could even utter a scream, they were shot in the mouth by a dagger.
Luke's figure kept approaching rapidly.
The remaining two bandits rushed out as usual, and saw Luke two meters away raising his hands, and two small scimitars flew out and pierced into his eye sockets.
At this moment, only six people were left out of the second group of twenty and the third group of thirty bandits.
There were originally four people left in the second group on the second floor. At the commander's order, they heard gunshots downstairs and rushed down. As a result, they bumped into Luke who had broken into the bottom of the encirclement and died instantly.
At this point, the remaining six people no longer dared to move.
The battle just now was too fast and too intense.
Even though these bandits had participated in hundreds of battles, both large and small, they had never encountered such a brutal fight.
In less than a minute, only six people were left out of the thirty-four men, and the Night Demon, who was said to have superb marksmanship, killed dozens of his teammates with cold weapons without firing a single shot.
Is the legendary killer such a terrifying existence
The confidence of these six experienced bandits completely collapsed, and even the commander's order to accelerate the attack seemed to come from far away.
The rapid secretion of adrenaline can no longer make them excited. Instead, their hands and feet are shaking wildly.