On the fifth floor of the hotel, a chase took place.
"Room 505, I saw him. He didn't have a gun... He climbed through the window and his whereabouts are unknown. Be careful around here..."
"He didn't dare to jump out of the window and block the exits of the stairs at both ends..."
"Here...ah..."
"Be careful! Silla is injured...Room 512, surround him..."
In the dark corridor room, more than a dozen figures were hurriedly walking, shouting one after another. It looked like an easy siege, just like hunting in a forest farm. But what these people didn't realize was that they were just pulling and pulling.
Consciously spread out and go deep.
It's a bit stupid... It was still at the door of Room 505. While shaking his head, Tang Chao cut off his hand knife and knocked out a young Thai man who was behind. This comment is not to mock the opponent's way of killing. When the strength is unknown, do it
In fact, no matter what choice you make, it is not wrong. But when some pursuers choose to use their bare hands even though they have guns in hand, it can only be described as stupid.
The same thing happened to the guy who was slapped to death at the entrance of the corridor just now. He clearly had a pistol on his waist, but it was as if he had a fire stick on his waist. He insisted on rushing down to engage in hand-to-hand combat... Most of these people are around 20 years old.
The young man has a similar indifferent temperament. He does not look like a professional member of the underground world, but more like a group of boxing warriors. Only such a person will not care about guns, is used to solving problems with fists and feet, and is extremely superstitious about his own martial arts strength.
Just like a little Lingjiang kid when we first met.
Let me teach you how to navigate the underground world correctly...
Take off the micro-charger from the fainted young man, pull the bolt of the gun crisply, face the several figures who subconsciously turn their heads when hearing the sound in front of you, raise the muzzle of the gun levelly, pull the trigger, click, click, tongues of fire dancing wildly, narrow
Bullets suddenly flew across the corridor, and screams continued.
There were also several banging and banging sounds of forcibly breaking open the door. It must be said that although these young Thais had problems with their thinking, their skills were indeed good. Some of them had quick reactions and broke through the surrounding doors to dodge. Of course, there were also a few who ran into them in a hurry.
If there is a wall, then you can only die on the spot.
After firing a bunch of bullets, Tang Chao ducked back into the house in time. Bullets rained down on the door frame from the rear stairwell, and wood chips flew everywhere. He calmly changed the magazine, adjusted it to a single shot, counted silently for a few seconds, and ducked out.
Bang, a vague groan, and the sound of fierce gunfire disappeared instantly. A few seconds of silence were counted again, and a flashback appeared, bang, bang...
With just a few bullets, the corridor at the back fell into complete silence, and he was not dead yet. The reason for stopping the attack was not only because of changing the magazine, but also because of the almost suffocating feeling of terror and oppression. As the saying goes, one person is more likely to die than another.
You have to throw it away. A few rounds of bullets here were fired without hitting anyone, and they couldn't even do basic suppression. On the contrary, the opponent stepped out at will, fired a few shots and then retreated calmly, and everyone here was either dead or injured...
Who can withstand this!
"Quickly call for support! Keep an eye on the door and don't let him come out. Just hold him back..."
"you sure?"
With an indifferent voice, the muzzle of a submachine gun nearby sounded deafening. He simply cleared the hidden danger at the entrance of the corridor. Tang Chao walked out of Room 501 opposite, removed the empty magazines, leaned over and took out a few full magazines from the corpses on the ground, and loaded them.
Go up, turn around and walk towards the dark corridor. These must be the betrayed members of the Elephant Organization... I was still wondering where to start, but since they are here, let's start with you.
In just a few minutes, the identities of the two hunting parties were exchanged.
Stepping on the blood-soaked carpet, which was slightly sticky, he stepped over the scattered corpses without deliberately hiding the sound of his footsteps. Wow, the door on the right suddenly opened, and a black figure rushed out as fast as lightning. His upper body had just poked out of the door frame, his eyes
The black muzzle appeared in the penis as if it had been waiting there for a long time, and the slightly raised corners of the mouth were slightly curved in a playful manner, the pupils shrank sharply, bang——
Without even being able to see his face clearly, the black figure fell over faster than when he rushed out, and fell back into the room without saying a word.
Without even looking, he just turned the muzzle of the gun, and with a sudden roar, bang bang bang, several figures rushed out from the left and right at the same time, or fell to the ground, or retracted with a groan, either dead or retreating, not a single bullet was wasted.
, but it looks extremely casual. The movement of waving the arms even seems to have a sense of freehand beauty, like a master of calligraphy who splashes ink and swipes. The only difference is that what is splashed is blood, and what is waved is a slight stroke...
The sound of hissing cold air came from the entrance of the corridor at the other end of the corridor.
With the dim light of the fire indicator light, Tang Chao looked up and saw several tall foreigners who had just come down from upstairs. Their faces could not be seen clearly, but it could be seen that their condition at this time was not very good.
Basically, everyone was suffering from minor or serious injuries. They were supporting each other and staring in this direction like wooden stakes.
The moment Tang Chao looked at it, one of them subconsciously raised the arm holding the pistol, but before he could raise his finger, his companion slapped him down like a reflex, and bang, the pistol fell to the ground.
It was really an instinctive reaction of the body, or it could be said to be the blessing of the mind or something. The man who slapped off his companion's pistol looked at his palm, and was stunned for a moment, as if he was deep in thought, thinking about why he would do such an almost second-hand thing.
The behavior of Wu Zai comes.
A moment of silence,
"Heh...hehe...hi?"
The laughter sounded a bit silly, and the tentative greeting voice was trembling. After confirming that there was no Molloy among these people, Tang Chao lost interest and nodded casually, "Hi, do you need help?"
"Well, no trouble..."
"So, goodbye?"
"goodbye!"
After hurriedly waving goodbye, the group of people hurriedly went downstairs. They probably considered that it might cause a not so good misunderstanding, or they simply didn't think of it and did not pick up the pistol on the ground and take it away.
There is no need to worry about this little incident. Of course, there is no Molloy among this group of foreigners, otherwise the Tang Dynasty would not let them go so easily. At least they would ask Molloy to find out... They all say that it is difficult to be so famous.
Vice, it’s understandable, but it’s not like this! Is this how you got the title of master tactician? You were beaten right under your nose...
This chapter is not over yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading! He shook his head and was about to move on to clean up. Tang Chao’s body suddenly tightened, as if the horrifying murderous aura of needles pierced his muscle texture. He kicked his legs and retreated without thinking.
, turned the muzzle, and at this moment, boom——
There was a thunderous explosion, and the wall of the guest room on the right exploded without any warning. Countless rocks of various sizes came overwhelmingly. He was unable to dodge. His retreating body was like a target being constantly hit, but Tang Chao remained unmoved.
We have already left the central area, so don’t pay attention to some splashing gravel. The real murderous intention has not yet arrived...
Whoops - in the dusty room, a tall body suddenly approached, followed by an iron elbow with the sound of wind and thunder. The speed was so fast that the gun that had been turned around had no time to pull the trigger. This
That's why modern weapons are so advanced and there are still countless members of the underground world practicing martial arts. Modern weapons will be meaningless against real melee masters in a small area.
Unless you're strapped with explosive detonators.
Making a decisive decision, Tang Chao grabbed the steel gun body and directly blocked it horizontally to parry. Bang - the shell of the submachine gun and the scattered parts flew out. It was not at all like the sound effect of the human body colliding with steel, but more like the sound effect of two solid steel plates smashing against each other!
The obstacle disappeared, and the two figures approached instantly, attacking, defending, attacking, defending... I couldn't count the number of fierce collisions. The entire corridor was filled with sharp roars. Tang Chao, who had lost the opportunity, retreated step by step. The sneak attack succeeded.
The tall figure pressed forward step by step, as if he wanted to crush the Tang Dynasty in one go.
He took another big step back, and the strong wind blew past his face. His powerful whip leg, which was unable to catch up, swept against the wall on one side, creating a huge hole. This was an excellent opportunity to counterattack, or it was an old flaw in the move.
, but the Tang Dynasty did not follow suit. On the contrary, the two arms were directly crossed on the chest, and they were blocked horizontally to parry.
Sure enough, the next moment, the whip leg landed on the ground, the tall figure twisted the body without any lag, and the other leg kicked out extremely smoothly, bang - boom - with a powerful force like a gunpowder explosion, Tang Chao's figure was like a cannonball.
Kong flew back, directly smashing the wooden door of the guest room at the side and rear, and then smashed countless furniture and furnishings in the room with a loud bang, and disappeared.
At this time, with a snap, the submachine gun shell flew high from behind, hitting the wall and rebounding on the way. The steel gun body was completely shriveled and bent, especially in the middle, as thin as a piece of scrap iron...