Fatal Shot

Chapter 908: Provocation from the rich second generation?

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On the edge of Area B of the White City, a single-family villa hotel was once used for isolation.

On the street in front of the hotel, blood was flowing everywhere, and the ground was covered with infected corpses with traces of various bullets and energy attacks on their bodies.

"Roar!"

A Tyrant T-200 trying to break into the hotel.

He was being hit by a series of attacks from the hotel. The head of his head was injured, and his blood volume dropped rapidly.

Finally, when the blood volume was lower than 15%, he had to give up and rush into the hotel where he felt there was a lot of "food".

Roaring angrily, turn around and evacuate along the street!

"boom!"

"-14560!"

"-15000!"

However, just as it dragged its body with residual blood to the corner of the street.

A 5MM-caliber armor-piercing bullet directly pierced its head, causing the tyrant T-200 mutated from a male tourist to fall to the ground with eyes wide open.

"Threat removed!"

Female Scout Player No. 150 looked at the orange dot disappearing on the reconnaissance instrument, threw another reconnaissance operation, and said.

“Finally we’re at the place!”

The little fat man looked at the villa hotel that was already in sight and breathed a sigh of relief.

On his body, the originally gorgeous energy robe had a lot of blood stains, and there was even a wound on his neck that had not completely healed.

Not only him, but the rest of the people's equipment also had some damage, and their faces looked a little tired.

It had been more than half an hour since they rescued the person. It originally took less than twenty minutes to go there, but it took almost double the time to get back.

Just because the danger has indeed increased a lot on the way back.

Even though Feng Luo secretly used reconnaissance beetles for reconnaissance, he inevitably encountered some infected bodies.

After all, the city was already full of infected people at this time.

The most dangerous one was when a Tyrant T-200 and a Corruptor jumped out of a residential building on the side of the road.

In that battle, even Feng Luo lost almost half of his health trying to protect the mixed-race NPC girl who was the target of the mission.

Fortunately, there were no accidents along the way.

Now that we have returned safely, this most important task at the moment can be completed right away!

"boom!"

However, just when Feng Luo and the others turned around the corner of the street and walked towards the hotel.

There was a gunshot in the hotel.

A sniper bullet hit an infected body next to the No. 88 heavy-armored warrior player who was walking at the front of the team.

There was a lot of blood splattered on the shield in his hand and the armor on his body.

"stop!"

Then, a voice sounded in the hotel.

"careful!"

The female doctor player No. 222 reacted quickly and immediately grabbed the mixed-race NPC girl who was being protected by everyone and hid her behind a nearby bunker.

"Is there an enemy?"

The middle-aged NPC bodyguard named "Wali" also changed his expression and quickly moved to cover the mixed-race NPC girl.

The rest of the people also reacted quickly. They all immediately prepared for battle, looked for bunkers, and activated energy shields...

Only Feng Luo and heavy armored soldier No. 88 still stood where they were.

However, Feng Luo had already raised his eyes of death in the direction of the hotel, but his face looked a little gloomy.

"What do you mean?!"

Feng Luo shouted to the hotel in a cold voice.

"For the sake of safety, you cannot enter the hotel until you have proven that you are not infected!"

In the hotel, the voice replied.

This voice was unfamiliar. When Feng Luo and the others left the hotel, there was no such voice among the people inside.

"Fuck, what are these guys doing? They want to prevent us from entering the hotel!"

However, strangers or not.

Hearing this at this time, everyone felt annoyed, and the little fat man even looked annoyed.

"What should I do? How about I rush in forcefully?"

Heavy armor warrior No. 88 raised his shield in front of him and asked Feng Luo next to him for his opinion.

"Need not!"

Feng Luo said with cold eyes.

The next moment, the muzzle of the Eye of Death in his hand suddenly and quickly moved in one direction.

"boom!"

A sniper bullet was fired from the muzzle of the Death Eye, and it was fired at a hidden dark location on the first floor of the hotel.

"Bang!"

There was a sound of something being hit and then exploding.

"ah!"

"Andre!"

After that, a person's shout came out.

Then, the voices of several people came out.

"boom!"

The muzzle of the Death Eye gun in Feng Luo's hand had moved again, and in almost less than a second, the second bullet flew out to another location on the second floor platform of the hotel.

"Snapped!"

"ah!"

From that position, a scream was also heard.

"boom!"

Almost at the same time as Feng Luo's second shot, the sniper rifle in the hand of Sniper Player No. 09 also fired, and a bullet was also shot towards a location on the platform on the second floor of the hotel.

"ah!"

A third shout.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding! Don't be impulsive, don't shoot, don't shoot at all!"

However, before Feng Luo could fire a shot.

A voice that was familiar to Feng Luo and the others had already sounded in the hotel.

The middle-aged white NPC from the Intelligence Bureau who was staying at the hotel popped up from the door of the hotel and shouted at Feng Luo.

"Misunderstand?"

The Eye of Death in Feng Luo's hand did not stop moving at all.

"boom!"

After the third gunshot, on the third floor platform of the hotel, a submachine gun that had been beaten to pieces flew to the ground with bullets.

"Agent Link, stop, they are the bodyguards of Target 3, not enemies!"

The middle-aged white NPC looked really anxious at this time.

"Target No. 3!"

Feng Luo stopped his eyes of death.

It was not the middle-aged NPC from the intelligence agency who had been silent before but hurriedly jumped out when he realized something was wrong. The words had an effect.

Instead, the other party occupies an ambush position, and all personnel who can directly attack them have been relieved of their force.

"Isn't the team that rescued Target 3 not back yet?"

However, Feng Luo did not put down the Eye of Death in his hand, but pointed it directly at this clever middle-aged intelligence agency NPC.

The one who rescued Target 3 was the smallest five-person player assessment team.

Because there are no Tyrant Leeches near Target 3, the risk is less.

However, in Feng Luo's reconnaissance beetle's field of vision, the five players from the rescue team No. 3 had not returned yet.

Because they haven't found the target person yet.

And now, Target No. 3 has actually arrived at the hotel where they were scheduled to gather

"Here's the thing..."

The middle-aged white NPC from the Intelligence Agency faced Feng Luo's gun and explained with an ugly expression.

It turned out that No. 3, the rich second generation, had eight bodyguards. After asking his parents for help, he did not hide and wait for rescue like other targets.

Instead, under the protection of the bodyguards, he moved directly towards the hotel!

As a result, because it happened that the infection had not completely spread, he was the first of all the rescue targets to arrive at the hotel successfully.

"Now that you're back, why don't you contact our people."

"Don't you know that they are still fighting these infected bodies to save you?"

A minute later, Feng Luo entered the hotel with a very cold face.

Facing a corner of the hotel, behind several NPC bodyguards of different skin colors with weapons in their hands who were glaring at him, a No. 3 rich second-generation NPC youth with dark skin said.

Next to this rich second generation, there were four people who were all injured and were being treated urgently with their teeth gritted.

Next to these injured NPC bodyguards, there was a sniper rifle with a completely blown barrel, an alloy machine gun that fell apart, and an energy converter that also showed signs of bullet damage. !

"Our communication device has been interfered with. Why, can't it be done?"

Rich second-generation No. 3 did not speak, but an uninjured NPC bodyguard spoke bitterly.

This sentence is obviously just a perfunctory statement.

However, when he spoke, he looked at Feng Luo and his group with some fear in his eyes.

Feng Luo and young player No. 09, without any warning, picked out the weapons of the long-range professions that they had a geographical advantage in.

In fact, Feng Luo's bullet actually hit the barrel of the sniper rifle held by their sniper, directly hitting the barrel and exploding it.

This is simply unreasonable.

Moreover, there is not only one person in the opposing team who has this ability!

With the weapons of the four of them destroyed, the remaining people did not dare to continue the provocation even though they were unwilling to do so.

Of course, I was secretly scolding the middle-aged white man who specifically led them to do this.

However, this rich second generation No. 3 did not continue to cause trouble.

"No one died?"

In a room on the second floor of the hotel, a second-generation NPC named Jin came out.

Looking at Feng Luo and the others walking into the hall, as well as the two NPCs who had been rescued, there was some curiosity on the faces that had already been somewhat swollen after the treatment.

Then, his tone sounded a little disappointed.

Now in this hotel, except for the tourists and residents who do not have weapons, the current combatants should obviously be divided into three groups.

The second-generation rich man surnamed Jin, who used his credits to lure ten special NPC soldiers and two players as bodyguards, undoubtedly had the largest number of combatants.

Obviously, in this situation, the second generation of rich people surnamed Jin feel that they should have sufficient security.

Plus, after calming down, he regained his psychological superiority.

Therefore, it is obvious that I didn’t take it into consideration when I spoke!

"If you want to die, just say a few more words!"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the female scout player No. 150 raised her eyebrows and pointed the shotgun in his direction!

"protect me!"

The rich second-generation NPC surnamed Jin was startled and hurriedly shrank behind the heavily armored warrior among the two players he had summoned.

Near him, there were several special NPC soldiers from the Federation.

After a slight hesitation, they all pointed the guns in their hands at the heads of Feng Luo and the others below.

"Don't fight among us... We are not out of the crisis yet. Once the fighting is consumed, the rebels will definitely take advantage of us."

The middle-aged white man, the NPC of the intelligence agency, no longer cared about his little thoughts, and hurriedly stepped forward to ease the situation again.

"What's wrong?"

At this time, a person's voice sounded from the entrance of the hotel lobby.

A team of eleven people walked in, the team led by Leon to rescue target No. 4.

However, when he went out, he brought ten special soldiers with him. The number of people who came back remained the same, but they included a rescue target and an NPC bodyguard of the target.

So, obviously.

In this rescue led by Lyon, two more people were killed.

"Bobby, are you really capable? You don't even want the honor of a soldier? Point your weapons at your companions!"

Leon looked at the NPC special soldiers and his voice became stern.

"Sir... I'm sorry!"

An NPC soldier's expression changed when he heard this, and he put down his gun involuntarily.

Although it was considered a disobedience to the order, it was likely that the military uniform had been worn to the end.

However, in their hearts, these special soldiers who had violated their principles because of money obviously still regarded Leon as their commander.

"Come back so soon..."

After seeing Leon come back, the second-generation rich man surnamed Jin did not dare to have sex anymore.

He could only change his expression, mutter something, then turn around and go back to his room.

In terms of combined numbers, Feng Luo and Leon's group had an advantage over his people.