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Chapter 560: Gun

For Chen Song, the bite marks on the bones and wounds can roughly determine the strength of the opponent's bite.

In the world of horror movies, the strength of these perverted killers is often balanced. It is rare that the upper limbs can easily break steel, while the lower limbs are weak and weak.

Therefore, the bite force can roughly estimate the person's arm strength, waist strength, etc.

Chen Song is very clear about the level of his strength. In terms of strength alone, he is already considered a superman.

Coupled with fighting skills, killing skills, etc., Chen Song can easily fight against more than ten big men.

But when he was asked to face Michael, he had no confidence at all.

Judging from the bite force, Michael's strength is too powerful. Although it cannot be compared with Jason in "Black Friday", it is not something that humans can compete with.

In Chen Song's opinion, if Meng Nan was still alive, he might be able to fight Michael.

And unless the three of them work together, there is no way they can survive.

Xia Wenqing nodded, he was not very worried about this.

After all, for this kind of horror movie, all the fear comes from the lack of firepower.

When they first faced Jason, they didn't even have any firearms.

But now, they are fully armed, and even if Jason comes again, they may not be able to get any benefits.

After continuing to search, everyone found no more clues in this house, so they left here.

As soon as they walked out, they met Chen Ruier and others walking towards them.

Chen Ruier told Xia Wenqing that they investigated carefully and still found no excessive information.

In other words, except for this house, there is nothing to prove that Michael lived here.

This is undoubtedly a very scary thing. After all, Michael cannot become invisible and can live for several years without being discovered by anyone. This is simply a miracle.

Afterwards, everyone briefly investigated and then returned to the basketball court.

It is already afternoon now, and the children playing on the basketball court are going home one after another. They have to prepare for the evening carnival.

Seeing Xia Wenqing and others returning, Li Shiming and Haiyang hurriedly stepped forward and asked about the results.

Xia Wen

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Qing said briefly, and then asked Li Shiming if there was anything unusual here in the morning.

Li Shiming shook his head. He never felt the presence of Michael Myers again.

Xia Wenqing nodded and said nothing.

After simply eating something, everyone began to take a rest at dawn.

At least during the day, they didn't have to worry about Michael's attack.

Time passed by, and the quiet night slowly covered the sky. Today's night was extremely dark, and the thick dark clouds in the sky completely covered the entire starry sky.

Except for the lights on the street not far away and the lights in every home, there is no light in the time.

Laughter came from not far away, and young men and women walked out of their homes as night fell. They walked together, laughing and laughing.

Xia Wenqing and others clenched their guns and squatted in the middle of the basketball court.

The iron net surrounding the entire basketball court is their first line of defense. Although there is no starlight, anyone who wants to enter will definitely make the iron net make noise.

Suddenly, the lights in the distance slowly swayed, and then dimmed, and the whole world fell completely into darkness.

Pedestrians on the street laughed, took out their mobile phones and continued laughing happily.

At this moment, the dark clouds in the sky showed a little gap, and a bright moonlight spread down, falling on a burly figure outside the basketball court.

This figure wore a cheap rubber mask on his face, a dark green overalls on his body, work shoes on his feet, and was holding a black object in his hand.

"Michael!" Xia Wenqing and others' pupils suddenly shrank, and they were about to aim their weapons at Michael.

But then, their pupils shrank even more because they saw that what Michael was holding was a submachine gun.

Before the gun could turn around, Michael gently pressed the trigger, and bullets immediately poured out into the basketball court.

"Puff, puff, puff!" The sound of the submachine gun with the silencer pressed was extremely low, unable to attract the attention of anyone on the road.

But at this moment, Xia Wenqing and the others couldn't care about this anymore. Their bodies tried their best to avoid it, but one thought echoed in their minds:

Michael actually knows how to use a gun? Michael actually knows how to use a gun!

Everyone tried to escape, but because the basketball court was surrounded by iron nets

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Now, they can't escape at all. At this moment, they are like birds in a cage, turtles in a urn, and can only be slaughtered by the other party.

At this critical moment, Chen Song gritted his teeth, turned over to avoid the fire, then raised his hand and fired several shots at Michael.

Because he didn't aim, Chen Song's accuracy was not high. He fired three bullets, but only one hit Michael.

The bullet happened to hit the trigger of the submachine gun, knocking it out directly.

When the shooting stopped, Michael tilted his head and looked at the submachine gun in his hand, then threw it to the ground.

Before Xia Qingqing could raise their weapons, Michael's figure had already disappeared into the darkness.

"Let me go, is this a human or a ghost? It's gone in the blink of an eye!" Chen Song got up from the ground and smiled bitterly.

"It must be a human being." Xia Wenqing also stood up and sighed: "We still miscalculated. Get out of here quickly, otherwise if he comes here with a rocket launcher next time, we will be completely destroyed."

"Haha, Lao Xia, that's not the joke." Chen Song said.

"Old Xia." At this moment, Chen Ruier looked at Xia Wenqing.

"What's wrong?" Xia Wenqing asked doubtfully.

"Zordan is dead." Chen Ruier sighed: "A bullet hit him between the eyebrows."

"How are the others?" Xia Wenqing nodded. Even they could hardly dodge the fire just now. Death is inevitable for newcomers like Zordan.

"The rest of the people are fine." Chen Ruier said, "But let's leave here as soon as possible."

"Yes." Xia Wenqing waved his hand, and everyone quickly left the basketball court, leaving only Zordan's body behind.

After leaving the basketball court, everyone mingled with the crowd.

On this day, no one would take Xia Wenqing and the others, who were armed with live ammunition, seriously. They just thought they were putting on makeup, and they had no idea that a gun battle had just occurred on the basketball court not far away.

Weaving carefully among the crowd, everyone discussed again. They still had to find a place with a relatively wide environment and a relatively wide field of vision.

"How about the church?" Haiyang said: "Isn't the hall in the church very spacious? And the walls can stop bullets!"

After listening to Haiyang's words, everyone nodded and walked towards the church...

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