After a few breaths, figures quietly appeared at the entrances and windows one by one, showing a tendency to encircle.
They said nothing, just looked at him with their eyes.
Several people's hands were about to move, but they held back in the end.
The corpses of the five famous killers are still quite deterrent, at least more effective than the corpses of more than a hundred ordinary killers.
For a while, the air in the workshop was almost stagnant.
Luke, who was isolated among them, didn't move much, but like a tiger entrenched in peace, he indifferently looked at a group of wild wolves slowly occupying a favorable position.
"Night Demon, what are you waiting for?" An old voice sounded, and Sloan walked out of a dark passage, looking at him with a frown.
Luke: "You."
Sloan: "Do you want to beg for mercy?"
Luke shook his head slightly: "No, I'm just afraid that you will run away."
A sharp light flashed in Sloan's eyes: "Then what are you waiting for now?"
Luke turned his head to look at him, and suddenly smiled: "No, don't get me wrong. I'm not targeting you, I just want to say that everyone here... is rubbish."
In the last half of the sentence, the thirteen famous killers including Sloan didn't understand the meaning at once.
It's still Sloan who is old and smart, and the fastest to react: This f*ck... isn't it meant to tease you
Feeling that his IQ had been insulted the most ever, he said with a dark complexion, "You want to die."
The reactions of the others were not too slow, probably less than 0.1 second before they all came to their senses, and their complexions were as if they had eaten shi.
Luke closed his eyes, spread his arms, and sighed: "This world is so beautiful..."
"Kill!" Sloan gave the order without any further nonsense.
All the killers raised their guns together.
Clap clap!
"I shouldn't be irritable..." Luke's voice echoed in the workshop, and it was still clearly audible amidst the dense gunfire.
Snapped!
The head of a famous killer who was shuttling between the looms was blown, and the figure in a black suit behind the silk thread flashed away, and a series of bullets landed in the empty space.
"This is not good..." The calm voice continued.
Snapped!
The second famous killer met the gun with his forehead. The short distance of one meter made it too late for him to dodge, and he was shot in the eyebrow.
"not good… "
Snapped!
With just a few words, followed by a hasty second shot, it hit the third killer who was rushing, and penetrated from the eye socket.
"Only love..."
Snapped!
The almost invisible black figure broke through a distance of more than ten meters in an instant, and flashed past the two textile machines.
"With Justice..."
Snapped!
Behind the two looms, the fourth and fifth killers collapsed, all headshot with one shot.
"Only for eternity..."
Snapped!
The sixth killer with a face full of fear tried to turn around, trying to see the black figure rushing from behind, a cloud of blood exploded from the back of his head, and his body slammed on the textile loom, a large swath of blood was stained red. The cotton cloth being formed is woven into a pattern of strange colors.
"Bringing to the world..."
Snapped!
The seventh title killer, with a pale face, frantically ran sideways, trying to escape from the factory.
The black figure that he could not see clearly passed in front of him, and sent a bullet into his brain.
"New life..."
Snapped!
The eighth killer jumped onto the window when he was shot in the temple by an arcing bullet from the side. The joy of escape was still on his face, but he lost his breath.
"So I look forward to..."
Clap clap!
"World Peace!"
Clap clap!
In the last two sentences, bullets flew out like a storm, like brave soldiers besieging the opponent, erratically spinning and flying towards the remaining four famous killers.
"No!" The two weak chickens who had been shot by Luke earlier wailed again.
At this moment, they realized that the two bullets fired by Luke actually walked out of an S shape in the air.
How can there be an S-shaped arc shooting, you shameless! This thought flashed through the minds of the two of them, and their heads exploded.
The other two people who were not injured had already been taken care of by the four S-shaped bullets, and rushed to the street before they even had time to scream.
In the workshop, tranquility was restored.
Luke still raised his head and closed his eyes, spread his arms out as if intoxicated, and held his guns horizontally, like a star who just finished the finale performance.
And ten meters away from him, Sloan's old face was black on top of black.
Twelve title killers with extraordinary abilities died like this.
They are more powerful and faster, so they die quickly.
In front of Luke, who was determined to wipe them out, they were no more resistant than the ordinary killers a few days ago.
For a top student who can score 100, those who get 60 and 80 are scumbags.
The reason why Xueba got 100 points in the test is because there are only 100 points in the test paper.
No matter what kind of scumbag it is, it will only end up being crushed into ashes.
Facing Luke, both ordinary killers and this group of famous killers are far behind.
So they died, they died in this factory building in less than five seconds.
Sloan's eyes flickered, and he finally spoke: "You are not a night devil."
Luke slowly opened his eyes, lowered his raised head, and looked at the old guy, still smiling faintly: "Congratulations, you got it right."
Sloan just stared at him for a moment, and then said again: "Killing people, reciting poems, and being so powerful..."
After a pause, he suddenly said: "You are the v! The v without the smiley mask!"
Luke smiled again: "Yes, you got the answer right again. Now I decide to choose you as the only lucky audience, and you died on the spot."
Clap!
He raised his hand and fired two shots.
Sloan's figure flashed, and he dodged the two shots. At the same time, an antique Mauser pistol appeared in his hand.
Clap clap!
The four bullets actually flew over with an arc trajectory.
Luke was a little surprised, but he just moved sideways to avoid Sloan's attack, and smiled, "It seems that you are not the Sloan I know."
Saying so, he shot the gun twice without hesitation.
Sloan's figure flickered, and he dodged again, his face finally darkened: "Young man, you don't know anything about power!"
While speaking, he raised his hand and raised his gun, and his arm turned into an afterimage. Mauser fired continuously and rushed straight towards Luke, as if he wanted to fight in close quarters.
Luke squinted his eyes, and greeted him without showing any weakness. The double guns burst out with double the firepower, and he went back directly.
The full version of Gun Fighting Technique was launched again. The explosive power and super physical fitness made his body dodge left and right in small increments, completely dodging the incoming bullets.
And Sloan on the opposite side... didn't dodge anything, and also pulled out a straight afterimage from his body, and rushed forward.
Suddenly, Luke discovered that the bullets that hit Sloan only left bullet holes in his body.