Intense and incomparable coughing sounded continuously, and the pinch of powder Fang Sheyan spilled was the black pepper powder he picked up from the supermarket shelf. A famous American staple food is grilled steak with black pepper. According to statistics, more than ten tons of black pepper powder are consumed in the whole of the United States in one day, but these spicy and stimulating powders are delicious when sprinkled on oily steak. But after entering the eyes and nose, it can also make people cry, and it is difficult to see things for a while!
These three FBI were accidentally caught by Fang Sheyan's plot, coughing and crying, but their hearts were full of rage, and there were still people wiping their tears trying to target. But Sheyan already had a plan at this time, the black windbreaker on his body spread like a bat's giant wings, he turned around agilely, pulled out the Italian SPAS15MIL combat shotgun from behind, and then violently pulled the trigger!
Fang Senyan's marksmanship has always been quite poor, so he rarely engages in gun battles with others. But under the current circumstances, that shotgun has undoubtedly become a very terrifying weapon! The muzzle of the black hole almost touched the nearest FBI, and then violently spit out flames. Hundreds of iron steel balls full of kinetic energy hit the human body viciously amidst the green smoke. He tore the outer clothes effortlessly. Although the body armor inside could provide some protection, the huge force attached to such a close-range bombardment was no less than the internal injuries caused by a full-strength blow with a club!
The FBI agent who was continuously bombarded was extremely embarrassed, his eyes were black, and he couldn't stop staggering backwards, but after all, he was also an elite who had undergone extremely arduous training. Knowing that Fang Senyan had anticipated his movements, he took a step forward, pointed the muzzle of the black gun that was still emitting smoke at his head, and ruthlessly pulled the trigger!
"Boom" and "Boom" sounded in succession, and the FBI agent flew out in the air amidst the smoke, his head and face were shattered by shrapnel and overturned, showing a bloody mess. It can be said that he was beaten so hard that his mother didn't even recognize her, and after landing, blood flowed out, gurgling all over the ground, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
Sheyan groaned in his heart, it's a pity, this FBI elite agent's ability to fight is also very tenacious, so he was able to raise his arm to protect his head in time and narrowly avoided the fatal blow, making himself unable to kill Success, but the advantage is that he will definitely lose his fighting power, and it is impossible to pose any threat to Senyan in the short term.
At this moment, Sheyan's vest felt a series of severe stabbing pains, as if being stabbed into the body continuously by a red-hot knife, and several bullets grazed past his ears. It was obvious that the other two FBI had already When he came back to his senses, he aimed at him and shot wildly. If it wasn't for the eyesight of those two people still being affected by the pepper, otherwise Sheyan's head must be the first choice for them to aim at. So, Sheyan's health is also dropping at a crazy speed, and it has dropped to 20%. The following hazard warning lines.
Fang Senyan forcibly suppressed the tempting thought of giving the badly injured guy another shot, lowered his head and leaped over the cashier counter next to him vigorously, then rolled on the ground and avoided the next passage, and then came The bullets sent the ashes of the wall flying, but they could only be regarded as an afterthought. Only the intermittent blood flowing down the ground showed that the previous shooting was not in vain.
Facing such a messy situation, the two FBIs, whose eyes were red and swollen and tear-stained, also looked at each other. Because whether it is the US military or the FBI, they have always adhered to the principle of not abandoning or giving up. If a colleague is seriously injured or dies, someone must be left to take care of the scene. It's just that there are only two people who still have fighting power. If one more person is assigned to stay behind, the remaining person will catch up and face the extremely fierce gangster... I'm afraid it will be more dangerous, but if we just give up and let the murderer run for nothing If they fall, they will really become a shame to the FBI!
In the midst of a dilemma, an angry voice came from behind:
"What are you waiting for!"
It was the leader of this special operations team who came striding forward: Novan. His eyes glanced over his two disgraced subordinates, and then moved to the bloody body of James beside him, with a complex look in his eyes, but he said in a decisive tone:
"Both of you catch up and bite him immediately! Remember, just keep an eye on his whereabouts, I... I will ask for help from above."
"WHAT!!" The two FBI elite agents yelled at the same time. Obviously, they were not afraid to hunt down Sheyan, but were surprised by the team leader's decision to ask for help.
Novan shook his head slowly and said:
"If I ask the headquarters for help in time, at most our team will become a shame for the entire Union Bureau of Investigation, but if I ask for help when things get out of hand, then the FBI will become the laughing stock of the entire United States! Personal honor and disgrace cannot override the honor and disgrace of the investigation bureau as a whole."
After listening to Novan's words, the two FBI elite agents were also silent. Novan took out a brick-like communicator from his pocket and started dialing...
Fang Senyan was running with big strides, he didn't have the slightest awareness of being a prey, if he didn't know clearly that the enemy had sensors that could sense his approximate position at any time, I believe he would stop and set up an ambush to attack the pursuers behind.
In fact, his condition at this time is not very good. The dense wounds on his back are still oozing blood, and the flowing sweat is like a knife, causing the wounds to constrict and twitch. If ordinary people believe He lost his fighting spirit long ago and cried out in pain. But Fang Sheyan's eyes seemed to be burning, blazing and focused, brutal and aggressive, as if injury was the catalyst for his life, and pain was the rising sun in his battle will!
"Warning, warning, the leader of the FBI team that is chasing you has applied for support from the headquarters."
"Warning, warning, the leader of the FBI team that is chasing you has applied for support from the headquarters."
"Warning, officers of the FBI headquarters, Gerald Sardin will join your hunt, and he will arrive in ten minutes."
Seeing this series of prompts, Sheyan's pupils suddenly shrank! In fact, the tragic scene of the contractor being beaten into a beehive by the delta troops that suddenly appeared has always been deeply engraved in his mind. And he has been worried about this all the time, that is, these FBI agents may invite reinforcements to participate in the arrest.
"Ten minutes, fortunately there are still ten minutes as a buffer!" Fang Senyan couldn't help but a thought of rejoicing flashed through his mind.
Bravery does not mean recklessness, risk does not mean death. He has no interest in dealing with the upcoming official of the FBI headquarters, Gerald Sardin. Fang Senyan has every reason to believe that the opponent will definitely have an overwhelming advantage. If Fang Sheyan had the marksmanship and abnormal talent "Refraction" of the previous dead ghost Quest, then he still has a slight chance of winning. Unfortunately, his shooting accuracy is limited to within five meters, and it must be a shotgun...
Watching the countdown from the nightmare imprint, Fang Sheyan also began to silently recite in his heart:
"Ten, nine, eight, seven..., three, two, one!"
At the same time, there was a sudden sound from the bag he was carrying. It's like the crisp sound of ice cracking after the ice layer has been exposed to sunlight. After he took out the satchel, he could see that the transparent box inside was covered with cracks and exuded an unpleasant smell.
And in the vaguely dull color, the edge of a murder weapon is ready to emerge!
Fang Sheyan found a corner and sat down, leaning his head against the hard wall, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, he licked the blood stains that were about to dry on his lips, and said silently in his heart:
"I want to receive the main task: the task reward for cleaning up the space-time node."
"Reminder: You have three hours, seventeen minutes and forty-seven seconds before the deadline to leave this world. You will leave this world within five minutes after you receive the reward for this task. Do you want to receive the main task: clearing the space-time node?" Mission reward? Yes/No."
Sheyan chose "Yes" without hesitation.
"You got 200 general points."
"You have gained 1 point of merit."
"You currently have accumulated 1 point of meritorious service."
"The higher your meritorious service, the greater the authority you enjoy in the space, and the more you can enjoy various discount services."
"You have completed the first mission in the nightmare world, and your nightmare imprint storage ability is activated."
"This is such an incredible world..." Sheyan smiled wearily, and lit a blood-stained cigarette for himself, took a deep breath, and leaned against the wall with his whole body relaxed. The high-rise buildings in front of me, betting on the sunset on the horizon, just rested in this Los Angeles building complex, under the sky of the 1980s, in this scorching but still warm sunshine...
Then his figure gradually faded, and finally disappeared into the air. Only ten minutes later, the back-up of the FBI surrounded the place, but what they got in the end was a pool of blood that hadn't dried up and a tattered black windbreaker.