'Never let Peng Yixing hold a gun, especially when he is angry!'
Most people are afraid of others shooting. When shooting, they must also prevent the other party from hurting themselves, but Peng Yixing doesn't know how. When he is truly immersed in his own world, Peng Yixing himself becomes a gun and can only attack.
There is no dodge, unless your gun is much faster than his, otherwise it is a dead end.
There are almost no people who are much faster than Peng Yixing in marksmanship. Even if your marksmanship is as fast as his, it will be a dead end, because when you kill him, he will kill you at the same time. In fact, every real gunman can kill you.
Experts will instinctively dodge when they find that the opponent's gun is pointed at them. As soon as you want to dodge, you will pause. This microsecond of thinking will kill you.
When Peng Yixing truly entered the integration of man and gun, he didn't think twice. He really killed everyone on sight.
Therefore, Aken, who was following Peng Yixing, found to his dismay that he followed Peng Yixing to the seventh floor before he could even fire a shot.
"Bang bang!"
Peng Yixing used another textbook double-click to kill a federal policeman. This guy was also fast enough. His gun was already aimed at Peng Yixing, but unfortunately he still didn't have time to pull the trigger.
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"Johnny, what's going on downstairs? Get back to me immediately!" FBI detective Angel immediately called his colleague downstairs and asked.
"Angel, hurry up, call for backup, these two guys are crazy!" Johnny's urgent cry for help came from the walkie-talkie, and then there were two "bang bang" sounds, and the walkie-talkie lost its sound, only a faint sentence could be heard
Complaining: "Damn it, can you leave me one or two people to practice..."
Angel turned to look at Stanfield.
Stanfield's expression was as funny as if he saw God fucking Maria, and he shouted: "It can't be those two bastards!"
"Fuck!" Angel, who was always polite, couldn't help but curse.
"How can there be only two people!" Angel would never believe it.
"Attention everyone, the other party is on the seventh floor now. Rush to the seventh floor immediately to support other colleagues." Angel immediately called loudly.
Regardless of whether Angel believed it or not, Stanfield, who bandaged himself, believed that these must be the two bastards from the restaurant.
Bastard, you are trying to fuck me!
"Bang bang!" Peng Yixing fired two more shots. After a brief sudden attack, the American police quickly responded. The quality of the American police was indeed good, especially with the participation of the federal FBI, who quickly organized
In order to fight back, colleagues evacuated the crowd and made them hide in the room where they could not evacuate to avoid causing innocent casualties. Little did they know that this also cleared the way for Peng Yixing and the two of them. Peng Yixing is not like hurting ordinary people. Of course, more
It's disdain.
"Boom boom boom boom!" The American police gathered together to attack Peng Yixing and Aken. Aken finally had a chance to express himself. He seized the opportunity and quickly fired four or five shots. Unfortunately, none of the shots hit, which made Aken very sad.
It's embarrassing.
Although Aken's strafing did not cause any casualties to the opponent, it did make the policemen in the opposite corridor retreat and reduce their firepower. As soon as they lowered their firepower, Peng Yixing had the opportunity to take action. It takes time for everyone to aim.
Even masters like Xu Yifan and Peng Yixing, who are gun masters, only have a very short aiming time.
Peng Yixing held the gun with both hands, raised the gun, aimed, and shot, all in one go.
"Bang bang bang bang!" Peng Yixing shot all the people Aken missed. A burst of screams rang out, and three more policemen lay in a pool of blood.
Aken wiped off the sweat and thought to himself, forget it, he should try his best to help Peng Yixing share the firepower and cover his shooting! The marksmanship he was so proud of seemed a bit scummy in front of others.
"Ding ding ding ding!" A round thing rolled along the floor in the direction of Peng Yixing and Aken.
"Be careful, it's a bomb!" Aken saw the opportunity quickly and shouted. He immediately pushed Peng Yixing beside him into a room. He then pushed open the door behind him and entered another room.
Then he quickly closed the door, covered his head and lay down.
"Boom!" A violent explosion sounded, and the door was blown away. Aken was fine, but his body was a little sore from the shock wave of the bomb.
The police in the United States have great public power. They can not only use their own judgment to violently arrest criminal suspects, but also shoot to restrain or even kill them. The weapons they wear are conventional combat weapons, including
The pineapple bombs just now, in ordinary countries, even if the government allows you to wear them, you wouldn't dare to use them casually. The most is to intimidate, but the Yankees don't care, damn, they can't beat you, and I almost got killed by you.
, it won’t blow you up yet.
"Bill, don't be busy attacking before throwing a grenade." A black police sergeant stopped his men and shouted. The United States' financial expenditures on military and police equipment are very generous, and there is no shortage of these.
For the money of a bomb, for them, the death of several policemen makes them lose face even more. As the world's police, face cannot be lost.
"Okay!" The white boy smiled ferociously and pulled the grenade ring, about to throw it to the opposite side.
"Fan!"
Unfortunately, using the cover of the T-shaped corridor, the four American police officers leaning against the wall did not see that directly opposite them on the building about 80 meters away, there was a guy lying on the ground with a sinister smile on his face.
After Xu Yifan fired two shots, he never fired, making people almost forget his existence.
"Boom!" Xu Yifan's position was just right. He aimed comfortably at the white boy's wrist and gently pulled the trigger.
This guy's strength was insane. He hugged the sniper rifle so tightly that the sniper rifle barely vibrated, minimizing the deflection of the bullet.
"Ah!" The little white policeman grabbed his right hand tightly with his left hand and screamed: "Ah! My hand!"
Xu Yifan secretly shouted "yes!"
The hugely powerful sniper bullet actually broke the white policeman's wrist with one shot. Blood sprayed all over the white policeman's face. The white man's face became even paler, but if he didn't stop the bleeding immediately, let alone say it was white, it would probably harden.
.
But,
They have no chance to harden.
"boom!"
Only then did the four unlucky police officers find a person's severed palm on the floor, holding a grenade in the palm. This was certainly not frightening. What was frightening was that the grenade's tab had been pulled open.
I always hear people say that when a person dies, time slows down, as if it is freezing.
The four unlucky policemen seemed to have seen the grenade on the floor making a soft pop, slowly filling with cracks, and then streaks of red light slowly seeped out from the cracks, releasing red light from weak to strong.
The light became brighter and brighter until it swallowed everyone up.
Xu Yifan was naturally not interested in knowing the thoughts of the dead. He only heard a loud bang, and all the glass windows of the hospital near him were shattered and hit the ground like a meteor shower. Four policemen in uniforms followed him.
The center of the explosion was about five to six meters away, and he lay motionless on the ground in the corridor.
The efficiency of the World Police was indeed very fast. They immediately rushed in with a large number of police support and sealed off the downstairs of the hospital. However, what greeted them was a wave of glass fragments falling from the sky.