"Oh, the boss said that the two boys are here, but why are there nothing?"
"Yes, this is a dead end at all, there is nothing but the walls."
"Well, maybe they didn't come here at all, let's go!"
Jiang Minghao was not far away, his eyes staring like copper bells, he heard the five people muttering to each other, and finally turned and left here, watching the figures of these people go further and further, Jiang Minghao exhaled deeply. He took a sigh of relief, as if he was walking a tightrope over the abyss, but the old Taoist priest in front of him was calm and closed his eyes, he didn't pay attention to the threat behind him.
"Little Wawa, now you believe in my abilities, right?"
The veteran Taoist seems to know Jiang Minghao’s surprise and the rejoicing of the rest of his life. He still closed his eyes and said confidently: "I will go back with the old way in a while, and in one night, I will let you recover and kill these eagle dogs freely and freely, haha ······"
The harsh laughter, like the cry of a crow, made people palpitate and disgusted. When the old Taoist said these words, his whole body exuded the bloody smell accumulated in the butcher's body, as if he was doing it himself. Jiang Minghao sniffed Nose, he looked at the mummy old man in front of him with a playful expression:
"If they come back now, can you still deal with it?"
"What?" Hearing Jiang Minghao's words, the old Taoist opened his eyes abruptly. In the hollow, skeleton-like eye sockets, the yellowed eyes seemed to be pouring out. Just when he suddenly turned around, he heard a sound. Minimal gunshots:
"Boom..."
As if the bubbles burst from the lightly spit of a fish in the water, a golden bullet shot straight out of the barrel of one of the five gunners, and passed through the muzzle muffler, reducing the noise of the gunfire to a low level. At the lowest level, its goal is directed at this old man who is less than one hundred and sixty centimeters. It seems that the conversation between the five people just now was deliberately told to Jiang Minghao and the others, making people think that they have gone, and then they are not prepared to kill Back to the carbine.
At this moment, they are holding mobile phones in their hands, and the lights next to the camera of the mobile phone seem to be guiding them. Although the blindfolds of the old Taoists deceive people's eyes, they can't deceive the mobile phone cameras in their hands.
Looking at the bullet coming straight out, the eyes of the old Taoist seemed to be deeply sunken by the momentum coming, as if he didn't even have the most basic evasion ability, and there was still the bullet shooting towards his head. .
"clang·······"
It was the sound of metal collision. Just when the warhead was about to hit the head of the old Taoist priest like a speeding train, Jiang Minghao threw out the falcon wing saber in his hand without hesitation. The saber broke through the air resistance, like a soaring one. The eagle directly intercepted the flying bullet, and with the sparks of the metal collision, the warhead and the Falcon Wing Saber that had been knocked out of shape seemed to fall to the ground.
"Bad old man, you're so fucking stupid, don't you know how to hide?"
Jiang Minghao scolded anxiously, but when he saw the smile of the old Taoist priest looking back, Jiang Minghao's heart suddenly shook, because he seemed to see a corpse, a dead body with a face like a zombie. The walking dead, especially on the dry and wrinkled face, had a few green spots faintly appearing.
"You..." Jiang Minghao looked at his ghostly smile and was a little bit speechless in fright, but at this moment, there was another gunshot from the other side.
"Boom...Boom...Boom..."
But when the gunshot sounded from Jiang Minghao’s ear, a dazzling spark flickered in front of his eyes, as if the bullets hit the steel plate, and countless star-point sparks appeared, Jiang Minghao stared. I didn’t even dare to blink. Although none of these bullets were aimed at me, the green smoke from the bullet holes on the old Taoist priest’s body made Jiang Minghao feel a little scared. .
"My grass, this old man is a man or a ghost? How can he not be killed?"
"Damn, whether he is a man or a ghost, beat him into a sieve for Lao Tzu."
The guy who had just shot on the other side saw the old Taoist’s body with blue smoke bullet holes, as if he had just broken his green mountain robe, and there was no trace of blood flowing out, especially the warhead that fell on the ground and deformed, which made people feel palpitation. .
Jiang Minghao's perspective eyes began to scan the whole body of the old Taoist in front of him. It was okay not to look at it. Under this look, Jiang Minghao couldn't help shaking his whole body, because in this old way of chest, it was almost empty, except for a few sticks of dry grass. Except for the ordinary filaments, it seemed that all the internal organs had been hollowed out.
"Mummy? Zombie?"
Jiang Minghao watched the old Taoist muttering in front of him, but at this moment, another series of gunshots and bullets broke Jiang Minghao's thoughts:
"Boom...Boom...Boom..."
"Clang...Clang...Clang..."
The result was exactly the same as the previous three shots. The only difference was that this time they shot all the bullets in the magazine empty. The five people looked at the old road covered in bullet holes and wrapped in curling smoke, and they began to unconsciously. Trembling, if those bullets could not penetrate his body before, or even seemed to hit a steel plate, they could completely assume that the old man in front of him was wearing a bulletproof vest or hanging a steel plate.
But they clearly saw that in the middle of the eyebrows of the old man in this green shirt, a golden bullet was inlaid between the eyebrows, like a demon with opened eyes. Under such a powerful bullet impact, it carried like The bullet with the power of a speeding train failed to penetrate his skin and shoot into his brain. Where have they seen such a miraculous and terrible thing
"Pong······Pong······Pong······"
Under the burst of bullets for a while, the old Taoist seemed to be completely irritated. He moved his limping steps and walked towards the five gunmen step by step, but every step he took was full of strength. They all felt like an earthquake, and the killing aura radiating from his whole body seemed to make the whole earth tremble with fear.
Seeing this devil-like Taoist priest, with his face full of bruises and fangs, as if they were going to devour them alive, they began to tremble, their fear was like the sparks of the grassland, and they instantly filled their bodies with fear.
"what·······"
Finally, one of the five people suddenly yelled, threw the empty pistol aside, drew the dagger from his waist, and bowed half his body, preparing to fight the monster who was about to step into his territory. . Maybe only when people face death or even desperation, knowing that they have nowhere to escape, will they let them go together and go back and work hard, at least then there is a chance of survival.
However, what they didn't know was that what they saw before them was not a monster that could be defeated by a will to survive. The old Taoist looked at the dagger in the hands of the man opposite, with a death smile at the corner of his mouth, as if Laughing at the naivety and inattention of the guy in front of him.
"puff······"
Just at this man holding a dagger, ready to fight the monster in front of him, he just straightened up, and the moment he was about to attack, his pupils suddenly enlarged, as if he was greatly frightened, and his body seemed to have been chained to death. He was trapped, completely unable to move, and only felt a pain in his neck. The blood in his body was like a flood that opened the gate, pouring out from the gap in the neck.
Cold, as cold as an ice cellar. The gunman who just vowed to resist, was completely like a chicken dangling by a weasel in his mouth. Except for volleying his legs, his eyes widened. Son, let this monster suck himself, he can't do any resistance at all.
Although the gunman who was bitten by the neck of the old Taoist priest did not know how he was trapped or even how he lost his life, Jiang Minghao and the other gunmen on the side could see clearly that they were wrapped in the green mountain robe. His corpse-like body seemed to move with the wind, but in an instant he came to the gunman holding the dagger. The old-fashioned arms seemed to be two complete steel pillars, which trapped the gunman, his head with blue fangs. Just leaning against his neck, a trace of blood seemed to overflow from the gap between the teeth of the old way.
"Vampire..."
"Zombie..."
"Run, run..."
Seeing that one of their companions was bitten by the monster in front of them and was alive and sucked blood, none of them came forward to stop or even rescue them. The fear at this time had completely swallowed them up, and the bitten gunner was still dead. Deadly holding the dagger in his hand, it seemed that this was his only reliance and hope.
Trembling, as if every muscle and bone of the body were trembling non-stop, they began to panic and began to turn and run away, but although their upper body turned, their trembling legs seemed to have taken root. , Motionless, even someone yelled anxiously, crying, and using their hands to move their trembling legs so hard that they had forgotten how to walk.
Finally, when the old-fashioned fangs were removed from the gunner’s neck, they knew that their end was also coming. If they didn’t take pictures with their mobile phones in the beginning, didn’t look back, or even shot the monster, maybe they all Will not die, but there will never be ifs and assumptions in this world.
"Puff······Puff······Puff······Puff·······
It was the sound of tearing skin and flesh, and Lao Dao was like a zombie full of food and drink. His throat made a gurgling sound, as if he was swallowing and digesting food that had just been swallowed in his abdomen. His hands seemed to be two sharp knives. Sharp, between the hands of the knife and falling, the flesh and blood flew across, dripping with blood, it was a complete massacre without suspense.
Seeing this bloody scene, listening to the dying pleadings and screams of the dead, even Jiang Minghao, who had been trained as a machine since he was a child, couldn't help but retching, and closed his eyes helplessly.
He is a soldier, a soldier of the Dragon Kingdom. When facing the enemies of the motherland and the people, no matter how cruel and bloody, Jiang Minghao will not hesitate, but this scene before him makes him feel a little sick and palpitations. Because this murderer is not a person at all!
When this veteran was unscrewing the head of the last gunman, his green shirt robe, which had been destroyed by bullets, was dyed dark red with blood at this time, as if clamoring for his own merits and achievements, he stretched out The scarlet tongue licked the blood stain at the corner of his mouth, and asked with that ghostly voice:
"Why, kid, I'm afraid? You should know what I am now, right? Are you still worried about my ability to help you stand up?"
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