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Chapter 33 Mr. Lin, are you Doraemon?

Following the man's order, the gang members surrounding the two exits of the alley began to attack.

The enemy only has one adult male and one underage boy, and their entire gang has already arrived, with more than 40 people, a dozen cars, and dozens of guns...

There is such a huge gap in combat power, let alone between an adult and a young man.

Even if the opponent is the most elite fringe team in the Afterlife Bar, they are definitely capable of fighting.

Even if Feilongqiu is in trouble, how can he lose?

The only pity is that the alley is narrow and can only accommodate two people entering side by side. No matter how many people there are, they can only line up one by one to rush in.

This also gave Lin Mo and Beichuan Hao an opportunity to operate.

Kitagawa's face was ashen, and the hearing enhancer in his ear collected nearby sound waves for him. He could hear the footsteps coming from the entrance of the alley.

The dense footsteps are like hunters chasing prey, with bloodthirsty and greedy eyes shining in their eyes.

Facing the desperate prey, they raised their respective shotguns. No matter how powerful the lions in the wilderness were, they could only drink in anger when faced with the incomprehensible shotguns.

"Lin Jun, lend me that sniper rifle, quick!"

Beichuan Hao suddenly seemed to have thought of something and shouted to Lin Mo in a low voice.

Lin Mo was startled, his hands were rummaging for something in the pocket he carried with him. When he heard Kitagawa Hao roar, he thought for a moment, took out the technical sniper rifle and handed it to the opponent.

Kitagawa Hiroshi took the Nekomata with a ferocious expression, his hands kept moving on the gun body, adjusting the parameters of the gun.

"No way...it's too late." He said sadly.

Now trapped under the bunker, there are gang members slowly walking towards the entrances and exits on both sides of the alley.

Without even looking through his head, Kitagawa Hiroshi could guess that the gang members who were walking over must have raised their firearms, waiting for them to show their heads, and then opened fire.

In this case, he had no way to resist.

If he sticks out his Copperhead rifle and shoots, even if he can kill a few of the minions, the rest will shoot him mercilessly and beat his arms into sieves!

The only solution for now is this Nekomata, a sniper rifle with electromagnetic energy storage. Its super kinetic energy can penetrate all current objects!

Hiding behind cover, enemies will not be able to hit him.

Likewise, he cannot shoot the enemy unless he reaches out.

But Nemomata is the only exception. This sniper rifle with electromagnetic energy allows him to hide behind a bunker and shoot enemies "through walls"!

But the most damning thing is that as a delicate technical weapon, [Nekomata] requires a sniper to spend a minute or two to adjust its performance before use.

Otherwise, the bullets fired randomly may not be as powerful as throwing stones, and there may also be a risk of the chamber exploding due to excessive power.

Despite the above flaws, [Nekomata] is still worth it.

Because it is so strong that it is so strong that if the cat has good performance, it will be able to wear everything on the battlefield!

However, the most desperate thing is that there is no time for him to prepare this firearm.

Just when Beichuan Hao felt desperate, a ringing sound suddenly sounded beside him.

He suddenly looked up and saw Lin Mo calmly taking out white-painted grenades from his pocket and throwing them to both sides of the alley under Beichuan Hao's stunned eyes.

"Gan! It's a flash bomb, get out quickly!"

Bang bang!

A sound like the explosion of firecrackers came from both sides of the alley. The narrow alley suddenly became as bright as day, and screams came from the throats of the gang members.

This wave of unprepared flash bomb attacks disrupted the gang members' position, and they became chaotic for a while.

Lin Mo clapped his hands, wiped away the non-existent dust, and looked at Beichuan Hao curiously.

To be precise, it was looking at the sniper rifle in his hand

"You still use this technical sniper rifle?"

"I know... I know a little bit about it." Kitagawa Hao stuttered before he could calm down.

Lin Mo nodded happily and said casually: "Then it will be yours from now on, use it well."

His tone was as relaxed as giving away a piece of junk, and there was no trace of pain on his face.

After saying that, Lin Mo continued to take out two scarlet-colored grenades from the hanging bag.

The dazzling scarlet color is extremely strange, as if warning the user of the dangers of this tactical equipment.

"Laser cutting anti-personnel grenade!" Kitagawa Hiroshi was shocked. He recognized this type of grenade.

This kind of controlled anti-personnel grenade can be called a military type. Once thrown, the fuel inside the grenade will spray out, causing the grenade to float in mid-air.

Then, the 21 pores on the surface of the grenade will emit lethal cutting lasers, just like a hedgehog ball floating in the air, with a killing range of three to four meters around it.

This will be a forbidden area that cannot be touched. Unless you are confident enough that your muscles are as hard as concrete and your bones are as hard as titanium alloy, otherwise, entering is a dead end.

"This thing is not cheap." Lin Mo said with emotion:

"So I hope it can give some power and kill more people."

Without hesitation, he threw the toy, which was worth several months' average salary, out.

Kitagawa Hiroshi witnessed all this with dumbfounded eyes. In his shock, he even forgot that he had to adjust the technical parameters of the sniper rifle.

He was like a country bumpkin. As he watched Lin Mo gradually take out pieces of violent and valuable tactical equipment from his pocket, a ridiculous thought came to his mind:

Lin Jun, are you a Doraemon that traveled from the 22nd century?

When I first saw Lin Mo carrying this hanging bag, I thought it only contained a few pieces of equipment.

But now?

Drugs, tactical grenades, firearms, ammunition...

Good guy, everything is ready.

And...it seems like today is the first time that Mr. Lin has completed a commission.

In other words, Mr. Lin has prepared so many good things in advance for today’s commission!

...

Lin Mo's sudden attack caught all the gang members off guard. They did not expect that the people trapped in the alley would actually have so many grenades of various types hidden.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The entrances and exits on both sides of the alley also began to become bumpy due to the impact of various grenade explosions.

Scratches from laser cutting, potholes caused by grenade explosions, magnesium powder embers after flash bomb explosions...

The narrow alleyway turned into an insurmountable ravine at this moment.

"Where are our snipers? Use that technical sniper rifle to give these two guys a taste of their power, what a fool!"

The gang's deputy shouted loudly, looking for the sniper in the crowd.

"Stop looking. Atea should have been killed by the two of them. I wanted him to snipe the two mission targets before, leaving them unable to resist, but instead he met these two bastards."

The leader looked gloomy.

He stared intently into the alley, clenching his fists, looking at his dead and wounded men, and began to have murderous intent in his heart.

"Follow my orders, everyone shoots in batches and kill without mercy. If they throw grenades again, let them suffer the consequences!"

As soon as this was said, all the gang members were no longer restrained, and they began to pour bullets into the alley crazily.

Faced with such firepower, Lin Mo did not dare to take out the grenade anymore.

He could hear bullets hitting the bunker like raindrops, and the dense rain of bullets would hinder any attempt to resist.

Even if you throw the grenade, it will probably explode in mid-air.

Lin Mo took out the samurai sword and put it on his knees.

He sat quietly on the spot, like an old monk sitting under a withered tree. What sounded in his ears seemed not to be the noisy gunshots, but the echo of falling clear springs.

The violent sound of gunfire lasted for more than a minute before it subsided. The ground was covered with discarded bullet casings and the gunpowder smoke lingered.

"Listen to the people inside, if you dare to make any small moves, we will show no mercy!" The thug's voice came from outside the alley.

This is a warning.

If Lin Mo dared to throw those grenades again, the gang members would use force again and kill them on the spot.

"To this day, they still want to capture us alive."

Lin Mo sighed slightly and couldn't help but admire the persistence of this group of people.

"They must have been ordered to capture us alive in order to be rewarded."

Kitagawa Hiroshi also guessed the purpose of these people.

He took out the cat wata again.

Since Mr. Lin can no longer persist, let him teach these people a lesson.

"Are you still planning to fight back?" Lin Mo looked at Beichuan Hao and asked calmly.

"It's better than waiting to die!" Kitagawa Hiroshi replied reluctantly.

Lin Moyun smiled lightly:

"Don't worry, we won't die. Nekomata's ammunition capacity is only 4 rounds. We didn't pick up any extra magazines, so we might as well save some bullets."

Kitagawa Hiroshi wanted to continue arguing, but when he was about to say the words, he got stuck.

He stared into Lin Mo's eyes and was slightly startled.

Those eyes are very pure and indifferent, but upon closer inspection, they reveal an extremely indifferent indifference:

"These people are destined to die, don't waste ammunition in these places."


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