Gunfire, Punk & Necromancers

Chapter 213 Chapter 211 Operation Blade (4)

Seeing the senior manager of the company's business development department standing in front of him, Zhuang Xuteng's heart felt cold.How to fight this?Even if the master is here, at most he can fight for a whole body and retreat.High speed, high explosiveness, high lethality, three highs in one, a senior manager can penetrate his chest with just one punch.In this process, Super Calculator Four Flash can only make himself die clearly.

A sharp headache appeared in the right temple, like a metal thorn in it.Zhuang Xuteng covered his head with one hand, bent down in pain, his eyes were blood red, and his legs could hardly stand still.The senior executive in front of him twisted his wrist and moved his fingers, as if he were plucking invisible strings in the air.

"Do you have a headache? This is just a simple start. You are too fragile, but you can't bear it like this, it's too disappointing to me." The senior manager continued to shake his hands, and the severe headache hit Zhuang Xuteng's nerves like waves. "Don't spit, it's troublesome to clean up, and I hate that smell too. You should die outside, so I allow you to escape from this room."

Zhuang Xuteng had a splitting headache, and it became increasingly difficult for his legs to support the weight of his body. He landed on one knee.The senior manager took a step closer to him, and the headache became stronger. The pain was irresistible and made him want to run away.

Wanting to escape, not "just wanting" to escape, the key is that Zhuang Xuteng was not overwhelmed by fear and pain.He was still alive, and he had to think about it: escaping was equal to being attacked from behind by a senior manager, or it was equal to going to the corridor and being surrounded by those bodyguards, there was no possibility of survival at all.The only silver lining is to bet that the senior manager can't stand the 2500-degree heat, bet that he still has a chance to put palm fire on him, and bet that he doesn't know this low-level lockpicking tool.

Zhuang Xuteng moved his feet forward, his headache became more severe, and all the nerves in his body were twitching. He even had the illusion that his whole head was glowing.Obviously, his body can no longer move forward, but he is not without the ability to move forward.The wraith servant came out from the palms of both hands, forming a transparent silk thread, entangled the palm fire that fell on the ground, and sneaked towards the senior manager.

"Death is the only relief from suffering." The senior manager took two steps forward, creating more pressure.Zhuang Xuteng yelled, fell backwards, and in a frenzy overturned the table next to him, dropping drinks and tea sets all over the floor.The senior manager took a small step to avoid the splashed liquid and container, shook his head slowly, and made a strange sound of tsk tsk.

He doesn't seem to have noticed the Wraith Servant, or is he pretending not to?Zhuang Xuteng couldn't think about anything more, so he controlled the wraith servant to stick his palm fire on it.Unexpectedly, the palm fire directly penetrated through the body of the senior manager, and the wraith servant did not have any feeling of touching the entity.

Hallucination?With a jolt, Zhuang Xuteng immediately adjusted the direction of the silk thread tentacles of the wraith servant, and pressed the palm fire that was about to take effect on the metal coffin in the center of the room.

"I bet it's a scam!" Zhuang Xuteng roared as he watched the bright white light from the thermite.

The senior manager raised his right hand and made a knife gesture, as if he wanted to kill Zhuang Xuteng.He said slowly: "Now, you can go to s... Ah! Ah! What is this!"

The headache immediately began to subside, and the senior manager began to burn from his abdomen, and then disappeared as a light point in the air, leaving only an afterimage on Zhuang Xuteng's cornea—like the temporary damage to vision caused by glancing at the sun.The metal coffin was burned through by the palm fire, and black smoke rose from the white flame, which brought out and diffused the smell of burnt flesh and blood in the coffin.Zhuang Xuteng could vaguely hear the muffled sound of punching and kicking inside the metal coffin, but he wasn't sure. After all, his head still hurt and he was still a little dizzy.

After about ten seconds, the dizziness subsided like a tide, and the pain was only a residual feeling of pulsating with the heartbeat.Zhuang Xuteng struggled to stand up again, and spat a mouthful of blood on the ground.He was now at last certain: the senior manager was a hallucination, the source of which was the intelligence officer in the metal coffin.

How did he do it?The senior manager just now was lifelike, his actions, language and momentum were all lifelike, and Zhuang Xuteng's observation ability did not find any loopholes.Zhuang Xuteng didn't understand the intelligence officer's ability. If the meteor was here, she could give an explanation: the intelligence officer in the metal coffin used the shadow follower to activate Zhuang Xuteng's fear, allowing him to see the enemy he feared the most and believed to be invincible.All the details of this senior manager were made up by Zhuang Xuteng himself. The level of detail is based on his observation ability and scene restoration ability. Of course, it can be flawless.

The real attack is actually a headache, and ordinary people simply cannot bear that level of nerve stimulation.After a lot of tossing, all the mice on Zhuang Xuteng's body died, and it was because he paid a cheap life for his survival.

Footsteps sounded outside the door, and Zhuang Xuteng casually threw a blasting defense grenade outside.The grenade bounced off the wall opposite the door, causing a scream, and then bounced on the hallway stalls, the scream was mixed with a chaotic sound of kicking and tapping, and then it was all lost in a violent explosion.

At this time, Zhuang Xuteng had already hidden in the corner of the wall, avoiding the main direction of the shock wave and shrapnel.He guessed that the people outside would have to wait for more than ten seconds before they dared to press forward, and he also thought that the main reason why those people didn't rush in before must be the mental attack from the intelligence officer in the metal coffin.

The headache has obvious characteristics that it is more intense at close range and weakens at a distance. This is the effect of most area attacks.Although there is no such attack now, Zhuang Xuteng still cannot be sure that the enemy in the coffin is dead.Within ten seconds before anyone outside dared move, he pushed open the metal coffin lid—this time for real, not hallucinations.

The intelligence officer inside is dead.The thermite burned through the metal coffin lid and continued to drip, igniting his abdomen and melting his bowels.There is only a carbonized black "frame" left on his abdomen, and the internal organs in the chest cavity are still burning slowly, showing a waxy state...

Seeing that Zhuang Xuteng felt like vomiting, he threw palm fire towards the corpse's head, and then closed the coffin again.

He really didn't expect the sound of thumping and thumping in the coffin again, as well as swearing that he didn't understand.At first he thought he was cheating, but it took two full seconds to realize that he had been implanted with hallucinations again.If it wasn't for the outpouring of kindness just now, thinking of directly sparking the corpse to make the intelligence officer die "decently", he might really have escaped.

The people inside wanted to push the lid off, but Zhuang Xuteng pressed it tightly.Once again, the flames shone, and the screams lasted for two seconds before stopping abruptly.This time, he didn't dare to take it lightly, and he didn't dare to look and aim randomly, so he took out the shotgun directly, pointed at the hole burned by the thermite on the top cover, and fired two rounds inside.

This time it was really dead.After opening the lid of the coffin, Zhuang Xuteng couldn't find a place on the corpse where he could replace the gun.It turned out that the first palm fire didn't hit the vitals, and the intelligence officer barely survived by relying on implanted organs.When he realized that he couldn't move, he stopped his attack in the mental area. Only in this way could people from outside rush in to solve the danger for him.At the same time, he projected the information that he was dead into Zhuang Xuteng's mind, but he didn't expect Zhuang Xuteng to have such a firm sense of making up the knife!

He is a serious man, a very pure mercenary during the commissioned mission.

With the real death of the intelligence officer, the energy signal level of the surrounding shadow equipment also dropped sharply.Zhuang Xuteng confirmed that he had succeeded, and then he had to find a way to get out from here.So he picked up the still burning corpse, inserted a start-up shock bomb into it, and threw it out.Several ghost energy bombs flew by outside, and burning corpses swirled in the air.Zhuang Xuteng quickly closed the door, stopped the super calculation martial arts, and covered the hole left by the burnt door lock with his arm shield.

The moment after the shock bomb exploded, Zhuang Xuteng restarted his super-computing martial arts, opened the door and went out, opening the way with a shotgun.Four guys became like sculptures under the effect of the shock bomb, and the shotgun sent them straight to the west, so Zhuang Xuteng opened the way to the stairwell, and now he started running up!

Narrow stairwells, reciprocating spiral stairs, the battle here does not test accuracy, there is not much difference between a shotgun or a shadow gun, whoever shoots first will win, and fast reaction speed is the specialty of super calculation martial arts.As a defender, it is not easy to prepare range-destructive weapons in one's own building, but Zhuang Xuteng has no such concerns.If he only encountered one or two, he would shoot first. Anyway, the range of shotgun suppression is one side, and no matter how many people are on the other side, they will be beaten together.If there are too many people above, he will use a hand-held shock bomb.Unless they have the confidence to withstand the effects of shock bombs, no one dares to show their heads casually.

The gunshots were loud and clear on the fourth floor, and echoed on the fifth floor, but there was no gunfire on the eighth floor, replaced by the sound of axes smashing through the air and the screams of human bodies being broken.When Zhuang Xuteng heard this voice, he knew that Brother Dao was still alive and still fighting, but he didn't know if he was deceived by the illusion of the intelligence officer, and if he had a good habit of insisting on making up the knife.Meteor is also to blame for this matter, she is also an intelligence officer, why didn't she remind her that this kind of attack still exists?
Zhuang Xuteng rushed to the sixth floor and encountered resistance at the corner of the stairs.Before he could show his head, a phantom energy bomb shot from the direction of the fire safety door, swished past his hair, and smashed hard into the wall.Zhuang Xuteng raised the shotgun, turned around and fired blindly without aiming.At this moment, Super Calculator Four Flash reminded him that the attack was coming.

It was a very fast woman. After testing Zhuang Xuteng's reaction speed with two shots, she set out from the corridor door, crossed twelve steps, and flew down to him.Zhuang Xuteng couldn't see her movements, but the four flashes of the shadow eyes could capture a series of shadow energy signals, forming a rough image in his mind: the woman stepped on the walls and steps of the corridor while flying, This is to adjust your posture.She reached out, trying to grab the barrel of the shotgun, and likely used the pulling force to turn around near the bottom step, continuing to attack Zhuang Xuteng on the other side of the corner.

Shotguns must not be given to her!Zhuang Xuteng immediately withdrew his weapon, avoiding her swooping grasp.I thought this would make the woman lose her center of gravity, but she didn't expect that she would grab the handrail of the stairs, use it as the axis, turn her body, sneak through the triangular gap between the staggered steps, and still continue to chase Zhuang Xuteng.

Zhuang Xuteng finally saw the attacker. To be precise, two long black legs were pinching towards his neck in the shape of scissors.

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