A section of concrete stairs with no more than 24 sections, the silk thread pulled in the corridor is as intricate as a coiled silk hole. However, there are quite large gaps in the entry part, and the most difficult part to pass through is the part that turns back in the middle, and the mine traps at the exit position are much less.
The Bound Spirit was deliberately designed in this way to attract Shen Ming to enter, and to launch an assault after it reached the interior.
His hidden camera is hidden between a concrete crevice, the size of a cotton swab, and a filter of the same color as the cement is attached to the lens to avoid reflections.
At this time, the back binding spirit who was squatting behind the cement pillar in front of the corridor entrance on the second floor, but 20 meters away, was looking at the display screen on his wrist, watching the scene of Shen Ming passing the corridor with a flashlight. , is the beginning of the hunt.
Leaning his back against the concrete wall outside the corridor of this building, Shen Ming slowed down for a while, making his whole body soft like a sponge. With his eyes closed, he outlined the three-dimensional figure in the corridor in his mind, the locations of all the mines, The angle at which the thread is pulled, accurate to mm.
He only watched these for 2 seconds, but he already understood them clearly. The spirit-bearers know the power of Nirvana, but they don't know that Nirvana is divided into Nirvana and Nirvana. Nirvana belongs to a group of people who are in Nirvana, honed, forged, but immature, dancing in hell; And Nirvana is a group of people who have returned from hell in order to complete their own Nirvana period.
Only the best Nirvana practitioners can transform into the ultimate Nirvana, and Shen Ming is the best.
In just 15 seconds, Shen Ming sketched in his head a way to pass through the thunder formation within 3 seconds, but he didn't make a move immediately, but made the hunter who was guarding the tree start to wonder, maybe he changed his way? Maybe he was coming up from somewhere else
At 30 seconds, the doubts of the binding spirit rose to the limit, his gaze was withdrawn from the monitor on his wrist, and the raised HK417 instinctively aimed at the edge of the building next to him.
Also at the same moment, Shen Ming opened his eyes, turned around suddenly and rushed into the corridor. He only took the first step on the steps, and his body flew off the ground as if entering a zero-gravity space. He stops, this is the stage of meditation, in the invisible dark corridor, his feet step on the pre-selected wall with the measurement unit of millimeters, in exchange for the anti-support force with the unit of 0.1 Newton, so that the body can Flying back and forth on the established trajectory, the soft body bones shrink and deform, and they just pass through the intricate silk threads, and the only thing that makes these silk threads sway is a little breeze blown by Shen Ming.
In the 13-step transition, Shen Ming did not land at all, and only took 3 seconds to appear at the corridor entrance on the second floor. Responding behind the pillar, Bie Ling and Shen Ming aimed their guns at each other at the same time, but Shen Ming pulled the trigger faster.
"Boom! Boom!" Two bullets, one hit the gap in the ceramic body armor of Bei Fu Ling's chest, and the other hit Bei Fu Ling's right eye.
It is a pity that not only the bullet in the chest did not penetrate, but even the bullet that hit the right eye fell down, just because the back binding spirit has been armed to the teeth at this moment, not only is the whole body equipped with rebound props, but also wears the latest U.S. military The Beast G2 bulletproof helmet, the helmet part can resist the 7.62 mm caliber assault rifle fire, the bulletproof mask can resist burst fire, the most vulnerable part is the transparent goggle part, but with the power of Shen Ming's small revolver, it can't be left behind. There is a trace of spider web pattern.
"Fuck..." Shen Ming kind of misses being a Nirvana walker, at least at that time, his opponents usually don't dress like Iron Man, even if they dress like this, he can use the most insane weapons to beat them to pieces Iron, it won't be as embarrassing as it is now.
"You're done shooting? It's my turn!" Backbinder pulled the trigger of HK417, and the fully automatic killing machine roared into operation. The recoil of the steel-core armor-piercing projectile was so shocking that the backbundle on horseback moved backwards. The uninterrupted fire in front of the muzzle illuminated the black floor.
Shen Ming didn't even have a chance to fight back. Before the guy pulled the trigger, he had already turned around and ran towards the nearest pillar. The howling armor-piercing bullets pierced the concrete wall of the corridor behind him like tofu, hitting Ben Jing, who was sleeping quietly. mines.
boom! boom! boom! The explosive air wave gushed out from the corridor, and the air wave hit Shen Ming almost flying off the ground, but he still had to force his body to continue running towards the pillar.
Before the chasing barrage tore him apart, he finally stepped into the visual blind spot of the binding spirit. But that was just standing in a dead corner of Shen Ming's fantasy.
"Come out! Nirvana's bastard! Come out and kill me!" The back bound spirit roared and continued to pull the trigger. The armor-piercing projectile hit the concrete load-bearing column with continuous fragments, and even the steel bars inside were broken by the bullet. Exposed to the air, the bullet casings scattered on the puddle under Bei Fuling's feet, venting his anger with hot gunpowder.
Lying on the ground as if buried alive by debris, Shen Ming lowered his head to look at his abdomen, a small piece of steel bar was inserted in, and the blood stained the T-shirt. Shen Ming pulled out the steel bar expressionlessly, and wrapped the entire abdomen tightly with the scotch tape that he carried with him.
"Speak up, Shen Ming. Are you dead?" Back binding spirit walked towards the pillar, while firing 5 bursts at the already dilapidated pillar.
When another bullet casing landed on the concrete floor 8 meters away and bounced, Shen Ming suddenly sat up from the ground like a corpse, and aimed at the walking back binding spirit through the gap in the steel bars, snap! Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! Within 1 second, all four bullets hit the edge of the ceramic plate on his chest. No matter how strong the bulletproof equipment is, it still hurts the same after being shot too many times.
The back binding spirit was beaten back two steps, raised the muzzle of the gun flatly, "Go to hell!" When he pulled the trigger, he realized that the drum had been shot empty.
After all, he is not the type who is accustomed to using firearms to kill enemies head-on. In addition to having good shooting skills, his understanding of firearms can only be regarded as ordinary. Shen Ming used the gunshots to calculate how many bullets he fired
Shen Ming, who jumped from the ground, turned around and just opened the magazine of the revolver, and accelerated the cartridge case with centrifugal force. When he turned around and came out from behind the column to aim, the new bullet was in the rotating magazine and closed the revolver .
It was too late to reload the drum, and the back bound spirit took out his handy USP semi-automatic pistol, snap! Snapped! Snapped! They shot at each other with Shen Ming, the two gunmen shot at each other within a distance of less than 10 meters, Shen Ming completely took the initiative, every bullet could hit back Fuling's chest and cause pain. And his shooting was consumed by Shen Ming's movement and dodge.
Knowing that the pistol is at a disadvantage, the back binding spirit didn't get entangled, moved to a patio beside him, grabbed a rope extending down, and broke the fixing device above his head with a single shot. He was like an accelerated He was pulled to the 5th floor like a rocket. And what pulled him up were three anti-tank mines tied together.
Shen Ming hid behind a pillar with quick eyesight and quick hands. The loud bang caused the flames to spray out from the side of the second floor, and the ground was scorched black. Fortunately, this unfinished building is just an unfinished project, not a tofu project, otherwise such a gameplay would have collapsed long ago.
"Hey, change your position, let's do it again." Shen Ming stood up with a sigh, continued to change the ammunition, and walked towards the corridor that was not bombed.
"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!" On the 5th floor, the back bound spirit was sitting on the ground replacing a new drum, his hands were shaking, his face under the helmet was covered with sweat, oil paint mud And blood. His anger, grief, and fear were mixed together, and he was facing a situation that a killer of his level could not handle.
Shen Ming found him again like a demon, and shot at him with a toy-like Type 05 revolver without missing any chance, while the back binding spirit still poured out the armor-piercing bullets in the drum, and any object that the mechanical sights swept was It was smashed into pieces, concrete walls, load-bearing columns, steel bars, floors, none of them could withstand such an impact.
But why the bullets just couldn't catch up with Shen Ming's figure, the muzzle of the gun was so close to him, as if his body had a magnetic field, and all the deadly bullets bounced away. Is this magic? Is it a forbidden spell used by Nirvana
What Shen Ming will never tell Bei Bin Ling is that he is old, maybe he used to be a good killer and was diligent in training, but the years have mercilessly dragged him down to the top.
The old body is no longer strong enough to support him to pursue a flexible target while wearing such heavy armor, carrying a few drums, and lifting a firearm weighing twenty kilograms.
The closer the distance, it means that Shen Ming only moved 2 steps, and the muzzle of the gun had to be rotated 60 degrees to catch up with him, and if the distance between the two was 200 meters, this rotation would not exceed 1 degree.
Shen Ming used the war of attrition to consume the ammunition of the binding spirit, as well as his physical and mental strength. The treacherous and treacherous Bound Spirit left an upward evacuation channel on each floor, and fought with Shen Ming while evacuating upward.
Until he came all the way to the rooftop of this unfinished building, the back bound spirit was so tired that he couldn't even breathe under the helmet. He threw the mask aside and panted heavily. Xiao Yi, with her hands tied behind her head, was pulled and stood facing the exit of the corridor, throwing away the scrapped HK471, and the back binding Ling just held Xiao Yi's back of the head with a pistol.
Xiao Yi didn't know what this murderous killer went through, but it must be a nightmare that people don't want to think about. Just by feeling the trembling of the muzzle of the gun through the back of his head, he knew that Shen Ming played the role of a devil again. avatar.
"Woman, are you nervous?" Back binding spirit eased the excited heartbeat with words.
"Not at all, because he's here." Xiao Yi smiled.
"It seems that you like him quite a lot. It's okay. I'll send you two to hell together right away." A smirk appeared on the blood-stained face of the back bound spirit.
"You must have forgotten...he crawled back from hell."