MTL - Global Game: Comes with Portable Store-Chapter 65 deadly empty gun

Zhu Wenwu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, looking at the empty room, he felt a little sad.

He was ignored, so simply ignored by that murderer, he was not as present as his sister.

"The strength of this kick is really heavy, ahem, I was almost kicked to death."

Zhu Wenwu felt severe pain all over his body, his body seemed to be falling apart, and he couldn't stand up at all, and then he heard the sound of fighting and screams from the aisle.

In the darkness, blood rushed past the door, a head rolled down the aisle, landed at the door and stopped, the pupils were open, staring at him sideways.

Zhu Wenwu recognized that face. It was a brother he met only yesterday. He was a taekwondo coach before, and he claimed to be superior in combat power.

Zhu Wenwu was terrified and frightened, his lips turned white, his body trembled uncontrollably, and he was almost suffocated. He took out his mobile phone and saw the message from Su Changxing.

Call Me Good Guys: Dead? If you are not dead, tell me about your situation, and I may be able to rush over.

Xiaoxin: Brother, I may be dying. That killer is killing other people outside. Maybe after they die, it will be my turn. He was very scary, and seemed to have some kind of weird super power, and he pushed open the door I locked earlier.

Brother, you better not come, there is no need to come to die, it is good to be alive. Sorry, I misunderstood you before, you are a good person.

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"Please don't kill me, I can do whatever you want, please..."

A begging sound outside the door stopped abruptly, accompanied by the dull sound of the blade piercing into the flesh.

As time went by, the sound on the fourth floor changed from noisy to quiet, from quiet to dead.

Zhu Wenwu leaned behind the door, holding a steel rod, listening to the footsteps outside the door gradually approaching, ready to make a final fight, just like what Su Changxing said, maybe he will die in the end, but it is good to struggle after all.

The footsteps stopped suddenly, and he heard Boss Huang's angry voice coming from outside the door.

"You really deserve to die."

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The pale young man opened his mouth and continued:

"You are different from them. If you leave now, how about I let you go? Come to think of it, you probably don't want to die with them either."

For the vast majority of people, at night, the resident is a closed place, and there is no place to run if they want to.

Those who can move outside are the best in the doomsday.

As soon as these words came out, many people's faces changed. They all knew Huang Biao's fighting power. If Huang Biao chose to leave, they would definitely not be the opponents of these two, and they would not be able to escape the fate of being slaughtered.

Huang Biao's eyes changed, and he fell into a short thought. No one is really not afraid of death, and no one can be completely selfless.

In the space of more than ten people, it fell into silence for a while. A flocculent black mist rolled down the peeling walls, everyone's face was covered with shadows, and it was impossible to see other people's expressions clearly.

The young man with a pale face said slowly: "Have you considered it? You should understand that you will not be our opponent."

The plain voice is like the voice of a devil, touching the door of one's heart.

Cleaning up the **** on the fourth floor cost him a lot. It seemed that he was waiting for Huang Biao's answer, but he was actually delaying time and recovering his strength.

Today, no one here can survive!

Huang Biao took a deep breath and said calmly, "You can just say what you want. There is no need to kill so many people, let alone kill them all."

The young man with a pale face said regretfully: "Unfortunately, my purpose is only to kill you."

Huang Biao's expression became darker, he nodded and said, "Really? That's really a pity."

He was silent for a moment, glanced at the empty palm, looked up at the other party, and suddenly smiled.

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Su Changxing ran all the way along the street and came to the vicinity of Huang Biao's camp. He was already sweating profusely.

His physique is still a little worse, so he can only choose to slow down to maintain a certain amount of physical strength, otherwise he can reach this position faster.

Glancing at the phone, Huang Biao sent a message.

Ruthless Little Beast: Both of them are very strong, stronger than me. Their current location is at the entrance to the hall on the fourth floor. One of them is wearing a mask and seems to have the ability similar to that monster in the police station, which can make people fall into a short-term trance. The other one kills all the people on the fourth floor. Not to be underestimated.

The situation was better than what Su Changxing expected, at least some people were still alive, and Huang Biao and the others still had the ability to resist.

He got rid of the zombies, climbed up from the outside of the building, and was about to enter the fourth floor from the position of the room he had slept in before. The window was open, and it opened when he was walking.

Su Changxing tiptoed into the room and smelled a strong smell of blood. Through the crack of the door, he saw corpses all over the floor and the figures of two people.

"Unfortunately, my purpose is only to kill you."

Hearing the gloomy voice, he sent a message to Huang Biao: I have arrived~www.novelbuddy.com~ A black arrow appeared in Su Changxing's hand. that young man.

There is a high probability that he is an Extraordinary, but his ability is unknown to Su Changxing, unknown means danger, and the ability of the masked man should be similar to the spirit of that little boy.

Shen Mengzhe himself is the nemesis of this kind of mental ability person, and the masked man is not a big threat to him, so as long as they can kill or seriously injure the young man first, they will basically win the game.

"Really? That's really a pity."

Huang Biao suddenly showed a ferocious expression, and shouted: "I'm waiting for you to die, what are you waiting for? Kill!"

Holding the steel knife, he suddenly launched an attack, slashing at the pale-faced young man.

The door was slowly opened, and Su Changxing stood in front of the door, tilting his head, nodding his arrow and drawing his bow, aiming at the target's head at three points and one line through the heavy night.

The pale-faced young man seemed to have eyes behind his back. At the same time, he turned his head to look at him from the corner of his eye, dexterously dodged to the side, and raised his knife to block Huang Biao's attack.

Invisible arrows flew past his ears and nailed to the wall.

Things happen in the blink of an eye.

The man in the mask only listened to the sound and noticed the arrows on the wall, but didn't immediately notice Su Changxing's existence.

Deadly empty gun.

Su Changxing's heart sank, he didn't expect that the opponent completely avoided the arrow, and the situation where he had the upper hand became unclear.

So if you still make a mistake, you should kill the masked man first, at least you can guarantee to get rid of one target.

Without any hesitation, Su Changxing took the arrow and drew the bow again for the second shot.