Luo Yajun struttingly appeared at the door and directly COS Rambo. The arrogant attitude with a cigarette in his mouth was like a silent shout that you are all surrounded by labor and management.
Although Agent Luo is a bit bald and has a middle-aged stout figure that reminds him a bit of Maitreya Buddha, this guy has nothing to do with compassion. He holds the submachine gun without saying a word and just swipes at anything that moves.
Anyone who can jump can be beaten without fail.
The gangsters who were closer to the door were already a little dazed by the grenades. Some were knocked down by the shock wave and were now in a daze. It seemed as if a group of long-legged bunny girls were wandering in front of them. Before they could recover, they were directly hit by a hail of bullets.
Exceeded.
Youdao is Namo Gatlin Bodhisattva. He has six great pure tubes and breathes three thousand six hundred times. He saves the world with great kindness and compassion.
What? There are monsters?
Eat six clean armor-piercing bullets!
Facts have proved that times have changed, and chanting sutras is not as effective as a gun.
Of course, Luo Yajun's main purpose was to catch them by surprise. There were many enemies in the hall, and not all of them were standing together. Grenades and rain of bullets could not suppress everyone.
After regaining their senses, the gangsters quickly organized a counterattack. Although their accurate 8-inch Taihang rifles were no different from fire sticks in their hands most of the time, they could not withstand the large number of them.
Moreover, submachine guns are good at suppressing firepower. Even if they don't aim at a large number of bullets and press them down, they still have suppressive power. Luo Yajun soon had to find a bunker to avoid, and the roulette table he was covering was blown to pieces by the dense gunfire.
Flying around.
Chu Cheng realized that this man might also be dissatisfied with his integrity. During the day, he looked lazy in front of him and said that it was very common to kill people, bury corpses, and build human piles. What he said was that who cares about such nosy matters, who cares about it?
Who cares about SB's posture, but not long after he turned around, he went to the community with a gun to send warmth.
Good guy, on the surface some people just get off work and run away, who works overtime and who is SB, but secretly, both of them leave their teammates behind and sneak around to continue the battle.
What do you mean? I will kill you.JPG?
This is not possible.
In the eyes of Chu Cheng, all the bastards in the hall are not only smugglers and murderers, but also walking experience packs. Every time one of them is knocked down by Luo Yajun's bullet means that Chu Cheng has fewer hero points.
A little bit, if you round it off, it’s a loss of 100 million.
Then this must not let Agent Luo stand out.
A shooter came to attract firepower head on, so Chu Cheng didn't have to be as cautious as before. Batman used the cover of the shadows to parachute down directly, ducked and approached the two gangsters standing at the back, and used a move
The twin peaks fucked both of them until they lost sync.
The intensive firepower and deafening gunshots masked the sounds of his actions and attacks. In addition, everyone was focused on the direction of Luo Yajun on the opposite side. No one noticed that someone in the back row was stealing people.
It's very similar to Chu Cheng's competitive games back then. People in the back row were almost stabbed to the stomach with one step, and they were facing each other head-on like deaf ears. After finishing the battle for a long time and looking at the results, it was like brothers entering the delivery room together, holding hands.
Observe Yin.
It can be summed up in one sentence.
Useless.
You never know where your teammates are.
Chu Cheng also soon discovered that this Agent Luo was also very capable. He was able to suppress so many opponents at the same time.
He adjusted his position while firing, always looking for bunkers to avoid the opponent's gun line, and at the same time constantly exposed the enemy to his sight through position adjustments.
If you look at it from a God's perspective, it is comparable to the protagonist in the Anti-Japanese War drama. He rushes into the enemy camp, wears a shield that is suspected of being an AT force field, but is actually the protagonist's halo, and is automatically immune to all the opponent's bullets. He single-handedly takes a tortoise box and rushes from Nantianmen.
Go to Penglai East Road.
And such a nonsense picture actually became a fact here. Luo Yajun seemed to be able to see through the intentions of each of them, understand everyone's position, and be able to predict and avoid all gun lines.
He moved quickly with various actions that should have been too early for a human being. Tables, chairs and load-bearing columns were blown away, sending debris flying all over the sky. Instead, they became a cover to help him avoid sight. And he made every shot.
, even the enemies behind the bunker can be shot into sieves by him at the right angle.
In a short time, everyone in the hall had been knocked to the ground.
Batman started from the rear of the enemy and walked on his knees the whole time. He was covered by gunfire and was dressed in darkness. In addition, he is a master of stealth and is good at eliminating noise. Luo Yajun did not see him the whole time.
But just because you didn't see it, doesn't mean you didn't notice it.
All twenty-two enemies in the hall were brought down. Holding a gun and a cigarette in his mouth, Luo Yajun stood up from behind the gambling table full of bomb crater debris, walked through the hall filled with the smell of blood and gun smoke, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
If it were someone else, it would be difficult to tell how many of them were killed by oneself in such a fierce and chaotic gun battle. To put it bluntly, a gun battle like this is actually a confrontation of firepower.
Thousands of miles of fate lead to each other, and who is killed depends entirely on fate. After the fight is over, no one can tell who is on their side and who is lying down.
But Luo Yajun was different. He knew exactly where each of his bullets was going. There were a total of twenty-two people in the hall. It looked like he was in Rambo Warriors, but he knew that he had actually only killed nine.
The remaining thirteen were not overwhelmed by his firepower, but by someone else.
The most terrifying thing was that he could only deduce the conclusion that someone else was here through unreasonable results, but he was completely unaware of that person's existence during the battle.
Luo Yajun frowned.
This kind of thing is almost unheard of. He is quite confident in his own abilities. Any slight change in the battle situation, the position and intention of every enemy are under his control. Even if the opponent is a special person, it is impossible for him to be confident.
It's better to avoid your own eyes and ears completely.
But someone just did it.
It looked like he was standing alone like a Terminator now, but he knew that wasn't true.
There is something else here. It is like a ghost, passing silently through the fiery battle, waving a transparent scythe like the god of death.
It casually killed thirteen people without even realizing that he was in the middle of the battle.
"interesting."
After thinking about this, Luo Yajun was not afraid, but laughed out loud. He looked around at the empty and messy hall, snorted and lit a new cigarette, stepping on the debris everywhere and continued to walk towards the hall.
Go deep.
Unable to find where the "ghost" was, he simply stopped looking.
No matter what, the purpose of his trip will not change.
In fact, the purpose is very simple. Luo Yajun feels that he should be a very understanding person. In his opinion, some people in the city are like maggots in the drainage ditch. They can't be seen normally, but once they are seen,
He will feel uncomfortable and nauseous all over his body, and if he doesn't get rid of it, he will never sleep well.
He wanted to come, so he came. Just like when he broke the pedophile's neck in the interrogation room, it was just a whim.
Just like Gotham's billionaire who likes to put on a cape and fly out to beat people on a whim, Konoha's two pillars always want to find someone to beat them up on a whim. People always have all kinds of hobbies when their whims arise, and Agent Luo
My personal hobby happens to be pest control.
Besides, this is part of his plan to clean up the infection.
If all potential infection targets are killed, the infection will be unable to spread, right?
It was so reasonable that even he believed it himself.
Luo Yajun walked in front, and Batman followed silently in the shadows.
While Chu Cheng was operating Batman to move forward, he felt a little strange in his heart.
Listening to the two gangsters chatting just now, their gang leaders should be gathered inside for a meeting right now. The gun battle just now was so fierce that it was so loud that it almost broke through the ceiling.
Here we are stealing the tower alone, and everyone is rushing towards the crystal, but there is no movement from the group of people inside. Even if it is a bastard, it should at least give some reaction if you poke it, right?
After finding the internal conference room, Luo Yajun first emptied the entire magazine through the door as a sign of friendship. After finishing the shooting, he kicked the door open and strode in.
But there was no one inside. But the table was in a mess, with smashed food and cigarette butts that had recently been extinguished.
There are many signs that there were people here a few minutes ago.
Luo Yajun soon discovered an inconspicuous little door in the room. It seemed that these cowards had thought about the possibility of such a day when they built the casino, and had already prepared a way out.
The gang leaders who were in the meeting had indeed slipped out of the back door under the leadership of their leader Tomohiko Nagase and had just run into the underground parking lot.
Nagase Tomohiko was cursing in his heart, and felt that he was really evil recently.
When I was doing business, my business was messed up, and my mistress discovered that my mistress was my younger sister, and Duan Yu was actually myself.
Killing an unknown person casually turned out to be like a ghost for the past few days. He was so worried that he hadn't figured out a single thing. Today, a group of fierce lunatics appeared out of nowhere to take care of him.
But it doesn't matter.
He has worked his way up from the grassroots of the organization to his current position, and has experienced even worse times. He is confident that he can make a comeback.
Snapped.
All the lights in the underground parking lot suddenly went out, and the boundless darkness suddenly dominated the entire parking lot. The fleeing leaders felt nervous at the same time.
Immediately afterwards, a spooky sound that made their hair stand on end sounded as if riding on the cold wind, echoing in the empty parking lot.