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125. Perception, Aesthetics

The hunt begins.

Perception is completely diffused.

The muscles of Gu Fan's whole body were adjusted to optimal condition.

The violent killing, the cold reason, and the contradictions intertwined with each other, as if extreme cold was burning in his hot eyes.

suddenly.

Gu Fan moved.

The soles of his feet stepped on the ground, and the heavy stepping force caused some cracks in the ground.

It was like a sharp arrow shot out, even leaving an afterimage at the extreme speed. The distance of 100 meters was reached in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, it had already rushed into the apartment door in 2 or 3 seconds.

"He's coming!"

"Fuck, does this guy really dare to charge over?"

Gu Fan's speed was beyond imagination, and almost no one could react. Only the leader guarding the first floor immediately ordered: "Shoot!!"

Bang.

Bang, bang, bang.

All kinds of firearms made deafening sounds, and bullets bounced off the ground with bursts of sparks.

The gunpowder smoke filled the air, and the smell of gunpowder was so pungent that many carrion corpses outside the building were attracted. There were thousands of carrion corpses who heard the gunfire and rushed towards here in a daze.

But I can’t care anymore!

If you can kill Gu Fan, this formidable enemy, it doesn't matter even if you attract a large number of rotten corpses.

Something strange happened.

Gu Fan seemed to have many eyes. Within a few short seconds, his light steps flashed left and right, dodging those bullets at the most critical moment.

What!

How is this possible.

No matter how fast a human is, he can never be faster than a bullet!

How did Gu Fan avoid the shots from these people? This is simply impossible.

Everyone felt incredible.

Di Qing, the leader of the guards on the first floor, was even more shocked.

Di Qing is a speed-based evolver. He knows that all evolvers equipped with guns are elites, otherwise they would not be qualified at all.

Even if they can't all be said to be sharpshooters, their marksmanship can be considered accurate.

But none of them could hit Gu Fan, as if his whole body was covered with eyes and he could spot and avoid the trajectory of every bullet.

Perception!

This is Gu Fan's perception.

If a person's perception is strong enough, he can detect the coming crisis.

Give a few examples.

If a murderer points a gun at your forehead, you will feel sore and numb in your eyebrows and very uncomfortable.

A malicious person appearing behind you with scissors will make people feel chilling.

Even beautiful women walking on the street can feel the malicious gazes of others, and their gazes are sweeping back and forth towards her beautiful legs in sexy stockings and the ups and downs of the white rabbit on her chest.

Everyone will feel this way to some extent.

After two extreme evolutions, Gu Fan's perception is far beyond that of ordinary people by countless times.

within a short distance.

Gu Fan could feel everyone's hostile gaze.

Gu Fan could feel the dark muzzle of the gun being aimed at him, and he was about to pull the trigger the next moment.

Even if you close your eyes, the sight of those people in the darkness and the bullets about to be fired from the dark gun muzzles are like bright lights in the darkness, so clear and dazzling.

Gu Fan doesn't need to dodge those bullets.

He only needed to avoid the sights and muzzles that were like bright lights to achieve the effect of predicting in advance, and he would miss the ballistics every time.

"Yeah!"

"Everyone shoots at the door, let's see how he hides!"

Di Qing immediately issued an order the second before Gu Fan was about to pass through the gate.

All the guards guarding here pointed their guns at the door at the same time, and bullets were like a torrential rain, targeting Gu Fan's only path.

However... something even more incredible happened.

Under the 360° blockade attack with no blind spots, Gu Fan chose to give up dodging and rushed straight into the door.

court death!!

The downpour of bullets will definitely beat him to pieces in the next second.

Di Qing sneered, but the next second the smile froze on his face.

Came through.

Gu Fan passed through the apartment door and came to the first floor.

Ding ding ding ding.

The bullets hit Gu Fan's body one after another, but they made a clear and sonorous sound, as if they hit metal.

Extremely cold scales.

The extremely cold scale armor covering Gu Fan's body worked.

Extremely cold scales, like countless fine snake scales, covered every corner of Gu Fan's body.

They are like the toughest personal scale armor. The force of bullets hitting them is immediately offset by the ice scales all over the body, preventing the attacks of these bullets.

Hundreds of flat bullets fell to the ground.

The extremely cold scales on Gu Fan's body were finally on the verge of breaking.

The surface of his skin looked like it was cracked with countless fine cracks, like canine teeth crisscrossing and jagged, which were clearly the marks of cracked ice scales.

Enough.

The extreme cold scale armor can withstand the baptism of hundreds of bullets and has completed its mission.

Gu Fan rushing into the building is like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep, which also means that the lives of these people will be harvested by him, a bloodthirsty butcher.

An ice blade as thin as a cicada's wing appeared in the gap between Gu Fan's fingertips.

It is so beautiful, transparent and thin and difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, but also covered with a layer of fine snowflakes like cicada wings.

puff!!

Snowflakes stained with blood.

The nearly transparent ice blade was stained with blood, and the layer of fine snowflakes on it was also dyed red.

An evolved person's throat was cut open, and the naked eye could no longer locate Gu Fan's movements at close range.

With the flash of the knife, the meridians have been cut perfectly, just like the most precise CNC machine tool, and the wounds caused are smooth and smooth like a mirror.

A flick of the finger.

The ice blade stained with blood flew past.

There was a thin incision in the middle of the forehead of another evolver's head.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Huahua's brain matter and rich blood flowed out, and it was obvious that the thin ice knife had penetrated his brain.

Whoosh!

Gu Fan flicked his wrist.

An ice needle formed from extremely cold energy shot out.

Ice needles are like bee stings made of cold jade. They are also the sharpest hidden weapons. They are so slender and sharp that they cannot be distinguished by the naked eye.

The ice needle saw the blood and sealed the throat. With the force of the flick of the wrist, the needle penetrated the throat and killed him. He did not know what happened until the moment of death.

Gu Fan raised his palm.

In the air, ice spikes condensed.

The ice spikes are bone-chilling and appear in an irregular cone shape extending for more than ten centimeters in length. As the palm of the hand is pushed forward, they shoot out like sharp arrows.

Poof, poof, poof!!

The ice spike penetrated with such force that it hit the chest and broke the heart on the spot.

Several evolvers were pierced by ice spikes and nailed to the wall behind them. They kept struggling and screaming in pain, but they could not hold on for long before they died.

Art.

Gu Fan’s every move.

Every killing move made by Gu Fan is like art.

This is the art of killing.

This is the aesthetics of violence.

The weapons in Gu Fan's hands are either ice blades as thin as cicada wings, ice needles as thin as bee stings, or ice picks and giant stings as strong as they are.

He has harvested the lives of his enemies with just a single movement of his hands.

It was as if everyone were puppets on strings, and Gu Fan was the god of death holding scissors.

Click.

Cut gently.

The string holding the puppet broke and the puppet could no longer move.

These evolvers also turned into cold corpses like puppets with their strings cut off, reflecting the ancient art of killing.


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