Ren Xiaosu was wearing a black poncho and stood on the rooftop. He could see the shadowy killer approaching, but he didn't panic.
"Belonging to the power?" Ren Xiaosu looked at the sniper whose hands and feet had been broken by him: "It can only be done by a consortium to place so many people in Los Angeles in advance. Tell me, which consortium do you belong to?"
The sniper lay on the ground and struggled in pain. There were inquiries from his teammates in his headset. The communication equipment was open, so Ren Xiaosu's voice could also be transmitted through the headset.
Ren Xiaosu squatted beside him and ripped off his headset: "Tell me which consortium you belong to, and I will spare your life."
The sniper was breathing heavily because of the pain, as if hesitating for something.
"Don't worry, as long as you tell me about the consortium behind you, I'll leave immediately," Ren Xiaosu said. As he spoke, he pinched the broken bone in the sniper's arm. With just a little force with two fingers, the already broken bone was actually pinched. of crushing.
However, in the next second, the sniper bled to death as soon as he opened his mouth.
Ren Xiaosu was obviously stunned for a moment, isn't this the method of Tinder, as long as there is a possibility of betrayal, he will die immediately.
Is it Tinder who wants to kill Jiang Xu? Obviously Tinder is in danger now.
No, Ren Xiaosu drew out the black knife and slit the sniper's chest, only to see a black bug clinging tightly to the sniper's heart inside.
Seeing this scene, Ren Xiaosu suddenly felt extremely sick.
However, just when Ren Xiaosu was about to pick the bug off with a black knife, the bug turned into a ball of black energy and dissipated.
This is the ability of a certain transcendent to control the dead!
For some reason, when Ren Xiaosu found out that this was not Tinder's method, he was slightly relieved. After all, those people just fought desperately against the expeditionary army.
Which side is it? Why have I never heard of such a transcendent before
That's right, how could a Transcendent who was used to do such a dirty thing be exposed to the sun.
Ren Xiaosu got up and looked down from the rooftop, and saw that the black-clothed killers who were coming to kill were about to arrive downstairs. He picked up the sniper rifle on the rooftop and shot down the four closest killers one after another, and then walked down the stairs calmly. went on.
The sound of gunfire is still circling in Luocheng, and all the people in Luocheng know that the incident caused by Jiang Xu's death is not over yet, or in other words, it is just the beginning.
At least, for Ren Xiaosu, this revenge has only just begun.
This time, he didn't use Lao Xu, nor did he use any other means to avoid revealing his identity.
Hiding his identity is not because he is afraid of being found by those who want to revenge, but because he is worried that the white mask will appear and scare these people away.
Now, he uses the sound of sniper guns to attract everyone's attention, and calmly faces all the siege and danger, just wanting to kill them all.
It's too troublesome to find and kill one by one, let these people go together.
The sky was gloomy and gloomy, just like Ren Xiaosu's mood.
There was no light in the building, and only a few windows let in faint light as we walked down the stairs.
Ren Xiaosu shuttled between the intertwined light and shadow, the black raincoat fluttering like a cloak, the light and darkness swirled in his eye sockets, cut with the bridge of his nose as the boundary, as if the light and darkness in his heart were rapidly intertwining.
The moment he walked out of the building, there was a killer lying in ambush against the wall of the building, ready to shoot.
The black-clothed killer pulled the trigger the moment he saw Ren Xiaosu, but he felt his eyes blur. Ren Xiaosu just dodged to avoid the muzzle of the gun, and then decisively pressed the killer's cheek with his palm and pushed towards the wall.
With a crisp click, the head was smashed against the wall.
Ren Xiaosu didn't look at the killer again, but turned around resolutely and left, walking towards Peony Avenue in the south of Luocheng.
Without hiding his whereabouts and without quickly escaping from here, Ren Xiaosu was like a target that suddenly appeared in Los Angeles, waiting for a sharp arrow to hit him.
All the residents of Los Angeles were hiding in their homes and did not dare to go out. Only Ren Xiaosu walked silently on the street, and the sound of his footsteps was hidden in the dense drizzle.
The black killers approached from both wings like a pack of wolves, and there was a faint sound of gun bolts being pulled on both sides of the street.
The moment they were about to complete the encirclement, Ren Xiaosu suddenly turned towards an obscure alley, where the killer in black raised his hand and shot when he saw Ren Xiaosu.
But he suddenly realized that he couldn't press the trigger because Ren Xiaosu had already tightly grasped the gun body.
Then, Ren Xiaosu's left hand stretched out like lightning, and the sudden burst of power was transmitted from the arm to the fingers, and then the hard index finger knuckles were used as the landing point, and it precisely hit the upper left of the killer's abdomen.
The killer's spleen ruptured, and the toughness of the spleen capsule was instantly destroyed. A large amount of blood began to flood his internal organs. He was hopeless, and he would still be in pain for a long time before he died completely.
The alley was paved with gray floor tiles, and the rainwater would flow down the cracks to the ground when it fell on it. The killer could not make a sound, and lay powerlessly on the ground, gradually losing consciousness.
He could only watch Ren Xiaosu walking away slowly like this, and the hem of the black poncho suddenly disappeared at the next intersection with his footsteps.
The encirclement that hundreds of black-clothed killers had just completed was torn apart so easily.
But the killers didn't give up, they didn't even pay attention to Luo Lan any more, but went all out to chase and kill this murderous young man who suddenly appeared in Los Angeles.
In their view, since Ren Xiaosu did not confront them head-on, it meant that although the opponent's strength was strong, it was also limited, and it was impossible for him to confront hundreds of them with his own strength.
So, thinking of the pace of the black-clothed killers speeding up here, the encirclement circle was reorganized, and they rushed towards Ren Xiaosu like a big net.
However, they quickened their pace, and Ren Xiaosu also quickened his pace.
As fast as they were, Ren Xiaosu was as fast as they were, as if there were several parallel lines between each other, and they could never get close.
The distance between the killers in black and Ren Xiaosu depends entirely on Ren Xiaosu's mood.
Ren Xiaosu was traveling from north to south, he was going to the National Treasure Garden on Peony Avenue, and the killers saw Ren Xiaosu going south all the way, and they probably understood the direction of Ren Xiaosu's travel.
The black-clothed killer shouted to his companions in the headset: "Sniper No. 2, look for a shooting position in the south in advance!"
"Sniper?"
"No. 2 sniper?"
At this time, the black-clothed killers were shocked to find that their only remaining sniper had disappeared at some point, and his life and death were uncertain.
When Ren Xiaosu walked through the streets of Luocheng, he suddenly wondered whether Jiang Xu would walk here in the past like he does today, watching the Luo River crossing Luocheng like a jade belt, looking at the lush and lush Luopu Park, looking at this A world where people love and hate.
Thinking of this, Ren Xiaosu wanted to kill even more.