Click! Eight AK47s in the villa hall were aimed at the man who suddenly appeared. The four men who originally rushed upstairs to search for wealth also quickly put down their objects and rushed out of the room with guns. They all wore headsets. As long as they received
The signal downstairs instantly changed from greedy predator to ruthless killer.
The rosacea-nosed man raised the muzzle of his gun and pointed it at the man's forehead, and shouted in a deep voice: "Raise your head, you son of a bitch, let me see your cock, don't be so shameless..." Before he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand.
He used the muzzle of the gun to lift up the long hair of the yellow-skinned man hanging down his chin, and tried to lift his head directly with the muzzle of the gun.
Poof! There was a soft sound, and Rosacea saw a pale face. The next second his vision had solidified, and he saw a red fountain. The severe pain in his throat made him regain his senses instantly, but
The white-faced man in front of him had long since disappeared, taking his life with him. Before he died, he understood a simple truth: devils are not afraid of guns...
The white-faced man with disheveled hair floated like a life-threatening ghost. His long and sharp nails were like ten enchanting sharp knives. As long as he kissed anyone's neck, his life would be taken away. The blood spattered freely everywhere in the hall.
It was stained with patches of dazzling red.
The gun-wielding men standing in the hall downstairs had no chance to pull the trigger. The deadly weapons in their hands became the most useless fire sticks at this moment. Their dull eyes could not catch the flashing figure of the other party. It was a ghost.
It's the devil. A group of strong men have become lambs stretching their necks to be slaughtered at this moment. The pain will not last long. They have already felt it. The time it takes to take eight lives is not less than eight seconds, or even shorter. The devil uses it again
The killing explains his terror. This is not a legend, it is real.
The muzzles of the four men standing upstairs with guns began to tremble, because their arms and even their whole bodies were trembling. Someone shouted at the top of their lungs: "Shoot, shoot quickly."
Click, click, click - four gun muzzles sprayed out bits of light. The men upstairs gritted their teeth and pulled the trigger with trembling fingers. The bullets shot at the man with loose hair like locusts indiscriminately. They were now extremely nervous, and they only
Know how to squeeze the trigger and pour the bullets out of the gun chamber.
Click, click, click - the empty gun barrel made several clicks. The stiff fingers of the four strong men were still holding the trigger tightly. They were shocked to find that the demon had disappeared from the place, leaving only bullet holes and bullets on the ground.
Dead bodies lying on the ground.
"Quick, he's here, change the magazine!" There is an understanding person among the four strong men. He is a fair-skinned young man with curly hair. His strong body conceals his age well. You can only tell from his slightly immature face.
Seeing that he was very young, such a young man was the most sensible. He was the first to change the magazine and pointed the gun at the stairs.
The other three strong men came to their senses as if awakening from a dream under the young man's reminder, and hurriedly began to change the magazine with their stiff and clumsy palms, but they soon discovered that what was usually a simple thing was now more difficult than holding it in their mouths.
It's hard to separate your own chickens.
Dong Dong Dong - There was a drum-like sound of footsteps coming from the direction of the stairs, slow but with a specific rhythm, as if a drum hammer was directly hitting their hearts, making them load the magazine even slower. There were two
They simply turned around and ran back. They didn't want to escape the devil's claws, they just wanted to be able to run behind their companions.
Half of a pot lid popped up at the top of the stairs, and a human head could be seen rising up quickly. Only one of the four silent strong men had a bullet in the gun. The curly-haired young man raised his gun and aimed at the head button that was half sticking out of the stairs.
Pulling the trigger, click, click, click - the trembling muzzle burst into flames. In this confusing moment, he could still maintain the frequency of burst firing. Three bullets in a group can improve the shooting accuracy of the AK47 several times.
grade.
Puff puff puff - the bullet has clearly hit the person's head. Logically speaking, it should be able to remove the person's heavenly spirit cap completely, but the haired demon's head is still rising inch by inch, and even the rhythm of his footwork is not affected at all. The bullet
It seems like it missed the target?
Ta-ta-ta-ta - the curly-haired young man suppressed the fear in his heart and pulled the trigger again, howling! Almost at the same time, the demon at the stairway suddenly howled wildly, the howl was like a wolf mourning the moon, and it was extremely shrill. In the howl,
A figure rose from the stairway, floated forward and faced the rain of bullets, and rushed to the four strong men. It bent and stretched its palms like claws, turning into several afterimages to cover the four people.
The curly-haired young man used his last bit of strength to pull the trigger and fired out all the remaining bullets. The gun was shot horizontally and he used the wooden butt to protect his neck. Click! The devil's claws immediately clenched on the gun and made a loud sound. The young man was in pain.
He screamed and threw himself to the ground, covering his neck.
The long-haired man's claws were like the wind, and he scratched the throats of three other strong men in an instant. In front of him, the group of gun-wielding men were like babies without the ability to resist, killing several people in the blink of an eye. Their linen gown was dripping with blood.
Damn, he stood there for about half a minute, then jumped down the stairs in vain.
The long-haired man dodged to the door and stamped his feet twice next to the two dead dogs covered with maggots. He heard a screeching noise from the ground, and a square dark hole opened up, and his feet jumped.
He jumped down and the ground immediately returned to its original state.
Upstairs and downstairs, the plasma on the corpse's throat is still flowing, but it has slowed down. After all, the blood that a person can shed is limited. The dead are just a pile of lifeless protein, hard and lifeless. Maybe it won't be long before they die again.
Become a paradise for maggots to grow!
"Huh!" The curly-haired young man who fell on the ground on the second floor opened his mouth and let out a breath of relief. Just now, he had the wisdom to protect his throat with the gunshot to avoid the fatal blow. He fell to the ground and held his breath to pretend to be dead. Unexpectedly,
After saving a small life, he glanced at the AK47 in front of him. There was a deep scratch on the strong walnut wood stock, which was almost scratched through. He took a breath, gritted his teeth, grabbed the gun and went down the stairs.
Tiptoeing to the door, he stretched out his hand to open the door where death was imprisoned, and escaped as fast as he could.
People who survive in dangerous situations must not only have extraordinary wisdom and courage, but the most important thing is the extraordinary calmness. Only in this way will there be a greater chance of survival. After the curly-haired young man escaped from the Hu family villa
Soon, the door was closed again, the lights were extinguished, and the Hu family villa returned to deathly silence.
There is a huge space under the hall, with several recessed headlights on the ceiling emitting bright and soft white light, illuminating everything here clearly.
Two crystal coffin-like objects were placed on the ground in a figure-eight shape. No less than a hundred metal conduits were led out from both ends of them, and they were connected to a black instrument. This thing looked like a black beetle lying on the ground.
, or more appropriately called a dung beetle, the insect-shaped instrument has two green eyes, which are actually two pieces of ice-type bright green jadeite.