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Chapter 476 Killed one after another

The shrunken Buddha statue was extremely fast, and within a few steps it rushed behind the bald prisoner, rubbed the fingers of his right hand into a knife, and slashed at the back of his head with a strong wind.

The bald prisoner glanced back, veered to the left, and shot backhand.

Bang, the shotgun shot out, and the steel ball slammed into the chest of the Buddha statue, but it was safe and sound, exhaled and raised its voice, opened its mouth to spit out a mantra, a golden "卍" character spewed out, and hit the bald head Prisoner's back.

"Be careful behind your back." Lin Weiguo reminded him, which made him even more nervous.

Because he only wanted to run away, the bald prisoner couldn't keep looking behind him. When he was hit by the golden mantra, the sound of bone fractures came immediately, and he rolled out like a ball being drawn vigorously.

Both sides rubbed against the ground, and the bald prisoner got nosebleeds from the bump. Fortunately, he was used to being abused after several years of prison life, and he fought well.

Boom, the Buddha statue jumped into the air, and then fell like a meteor, hitting the bald prisoner fiercely. The ground cracked, rubble splashed, and a large cloud of smoke rose up.

Seeing that the two legs of the Buddha statue were inserted into the big hard bluestone, the newcomers gasped. If they were stepped on, they would be trampled into a pulp, and there was no way they would die.

Tang Zheng and Tantai had different opinions. Just as he was about to remind the bald prisoner, high school student Mei Jueye had already called out.

"Good opportunity, shoot him in the leg and limit his movement first." The high school student didn't want the bald prisoner to win, he didn't care about the guy's life or death, he just wanted him to struggle a little longer and force out all the abilities possessed by the Buddha statue. When it's your turn to play, your chances of winning will be greater.

Hearing the reminder, the bald prisoner turned around decisively and aimed at the Buddha statue, but it was too late, and the Buddha statue had already jumped into the air again, launching a meteor-like collision.

"Don't be afraid, calm down, you can win." If the Buddha statue only has this ability, the newcomers can indeed win as long as they calm down, but the bald prisoner thinks that he is weaker than the Buddha statue when he comes up, and runs away subconsciously, exhausted under the opponent's attack , Let the chance of winning drop to freezing point in an instant.

The bald prisoner was so nervous that he couldn't hear anything, only the sound of the Buddha statue falling behind him, and his continuous short sprints made him short of breath, and his whole chest felt as if it was on fire. He knew that he would not be able to hold on any longer. up.

"Death is also a relief." Under the tremendous pressure, the bald prisoner thought of escaping for a moment, which made his movements a little slow, but the next second, the expectation of wanting to live lingered in his heart , He wanted to work hard, he wanted to be a man again, but the Buddha statue instantly shattered his hope.

The Buddha statue wouldn't waste an opportunity. The moment his speed slowed down, a mantra uttered and hit his calf. The sound of fracture was heard immediately, and he fell out with a scream.

"Ah, I don't want to die!" The bald prisoner screamed, and the Buddha statue fell, breaking his legs and turning them into two balls of mud.

Seeing the sunlight shining on the ground and printing the figure of the Buddha behind him, the bald prisoner wept and bit down the detonator between his teeth. He knew that if he waited any longer, he would have no chance of dying.

"I'm not reconciled." The bald prisoner didn't say this until his death. With a bang, a ball of fire rose and swept across a ten-meter radius.

Dozens of Buddha statues had no time to escape, and were blasted into a ball of slag, crackling and falling down.

Tang Zheng and his party retreated a long time ago, so they were not affected, but the newcomers were deeply shocked when they saw the bald prisoner and the Buddha statue die together, their eyes flickered, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

"You..." Fudo Ming Wang glared at Tang Zheng angrily, pointing at the Hui Sword in his hand, he was about to come up and fight for his life.

"What? Can't afford to lose?" Tang Zheng noticed that the Buddha statues were all burning with anger, and he wished to pluck his own skin.

"Okay, if you're ruthless, this game will be a draw, and the next game will be played." Fudo Ming Wang directly called a name this time, and let a three-meter-high Buddha statue with two maces play the battle. This is obviously a small boss.

Lu Fan saw a few bronze seeds on the ground, and tugged on Tang Zheng's sleeve, "The Buddha statues don't seem to be able to see the seeds?"

"We have to plan the battlefield and retrieve the corpses of our companions." Tang Zheng asked the veterans to pick up the seeds without waiting for King Ming's consent. At the same time, he estimated the strength of the Buddha statues. There are seeds to take.

Fudo Mingwang suppressed his anger.

The Buddha statue stretched out a golden mace, slowly crossed the trojan horse team, and landed on a big ocean horse.

The big Yangma was terrified, turned its mouth, and spit out a series of Italian, then realized that they couldn't understand, and then switched to stuttering Chinese. They didn't expect that they were just traveling in China with a group, so why would they post such things? Weird thing.

"I choose you." The Buddha statue seemed to disdain to fight with women, and the golden mace finally pointed at a tall and burly armed police god, "Come out and die."

"Is there any relative at home that you can't let go of?" Tang Zheng repeated what he said to persuade the bald prisoner. The armed police are more enlightened than the prisoner, and they didn't even bargain.

"Take good care of my son and wife, give them another 100 million, and say that I'm on a mission, and I won't be back until a few years later." The armed policeman breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Let's tie the bomb."

Tantai was familiar with it, and buried the detonator in the teeth of the armed police.

"Brother Fan." The little armed policeman burst into tears, while Du Ziyu patted his subordinate on the shoulder with a look of grief, "Come back alive."

"Why are you crying for mourning, and they are not dead?" Pang Meiqin rolled her eyes at them and said, "The more you are afraid of death, the faster you will die. Don't just run away, don't take your eyes off the Buddha statue, and attack when you get the chance."

Pang Meiqin described the results of her observations, but the armed police didn't care. When it comes to fighting, he is more experienced.

"Can you lend me your shotgun?" The armed police threw away the microcharger that they brought into the Trojan horse's room. After checking the 03-type rifle, they felt that the firepower was not enough, so they set their sights on Tang Zheng's Demon Slayer Holy Flame.

"Benefactor, it's okay to borrow a weapon, but if we lose, this weapon will become our trophy." Fudo Ming Wang is not stupid, he knew it was a good thing when he saw the holy flame, and hurriedly forced Tang Zheng.

The face of the armed policeman darkened. In this way, no one would want to borrow such life-saving props. He simply stopped asking for trouble and was about to enter the field with his rifle in his hand, but someone grabbed his arm.

"Take it, you have to win." Tang Zheng patted Fan Armed Police on the shoulder, "Or, it's more important than anything else."

"Don't be impulsive, it's an S-level item that none of us have." Pang Meiqin wanted to take it back, but was stopped by Tang Zheng, "I want to see him alive."

"Thank you." Police Fan was grateful and admired, and a wave of confidence began to burn in his heart. The prisoners looked at Tang Zheng with flickering eyes. To be honest, they would not lend a single bullet.

The little armed policeman glanced at Tang Zheng, the hostility dissipated a lot, and Du Ziyu's face was a little ugly.

"Don't waste time, come here quickly." The Golden Mace Buddha Statue became impatient, staring at the Demon Slayer Holy Flame with burning eyes, impatient to grab him.

"There are a hundred bullets in it, enough for you, go." Tang Zheng led the crowd back again.

"Go to hell!" Seeing the military policeman Fan standing still, the Buddha statue shouted out without moving King Ming, and directly uttered the truth to suppress him, then jumped into the air and used the meteor to fall.

Fan Armed Policeman was in good physical condition, he didn't panic, and he didn't run away, but ran sideways and shot at the same time.

The deer bullet wrapped in golden flames shot in front of the Buddha statue, and it swung the golden mace fiercely, directly blasting the deer bullet, leaving the body unharmed.

Policeman Fan was startled and fired the second round. He chose the most common way of loading the bullet. His left hand was stuck in the trigger guard, and his right hand held the gun and pointed it at the Buddha statue. Although he could shoot five rounds per second, both his left and right hands were occupied. up.

The speed of the Buddha statue is very fast, and the two golden maces are obviously A-level props. After being swung out, a small mask will be brought out. .

Fan Armed Police is not in danger for the time being, but the attack method is too simple, except for delaying time, it is useless, and before running out of bullets, this kind of high-intensity mobile combat will exhaust his physical strength, and the Buddha statue will not be tired.

The battle situation was stalemate for 3 minutes. The newcomers didn't dare to breathe, and they could see that Fan Armed Police was very tired.

The Buddha statue spat out another mantra, and fell like a shooting star again. When it landed, it shook its hand and threw out the golden mace, which was thrown towards Fan Armed Police like a powerful crossbow arrow.

No need to remind, Fan Armed Police has been running sideways, he can see clearly, he dodges and dodges, bang bang is five consecutive shots, only one golden mace, the defense of the Buddha statue is quite weak, he was hit by a bullet in the shoulder, and directly exploded When it opened, it shattered into blood mist and minced meat, and the whole arm fell off.

Police Fan Wu was overjoyed and was about to mend his gun, but his arm shot out from the blood mist and pierced his heart like a javelin. Clothes will hurt.

"Be careful behind your back," the armed policemen exclaimed.

Policeman Fan had already heard the piercing sound coming from behind him, but his body was moving too slowly. The golden mace shot back, hit his lower back, pierced through the protective clothing, tore his flesh, and took away a kidney .

Pfft, Police Fan vomited blood and fell to the ground. The sticky blood flowing from his waist splashed the bluestone floor.

As if being crushed by a heavy rock, Fan Armed Police's muscles were squeezed visibly, and his bones were whining and creaking.

"Go to hell!" The Buddha statue didn't give up, and threw the golden mace again, trying to crucify him to death.

Except for Tang Zheng, everyone's faces were ashen, especially the newcomers, whose bodies trembled with fear. This is an armed policeman who trains every day. He can't win even if he is selected. If he is selected, he will surely die.

"Brother Fan!" The little armed policeman was crying and wanted to rescue him, but was stopped by Tantai, "Don't make any more trouble."

"Let me go." The little armed policeman struggled, Tantai wanted to throw him over with a knife, but looking at those red eyes, he didn't want to do it, he just cut his hands backwards to subdue him.

Fan Armed Police knew that his chances of surviving were not high. After struggling to avoid the golden mace, he got up and stumbled towards the crowd of Buddha statues. He wanted to detonate the bomb at the last moment and kill as many enemies as possible.

Pfft, the golden mace was shot back, one arm of Fan Armed Police was broken, and it went limp like noodles. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked at the group of Buddha statues five meters away, looking at him coldly like a dead dog. Knowing that he might not be able to run, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the Buddha statue throwing the golden mace again. He adjusted his body with the last of his strength.

Boom, the golden mace hit Fan's armed policeman in the back, directly penetrated, and led him to fall out, into the group of Buddha statues five meters away.

The Buddha statues applauded when they saw that his aura was fading away and his life was draining rapidly. They even forgot that this group of people would explode themselves. From their point of view, this guy didn't even have the strength to lift his fingers. will die.

"Ha, die." More than just bending his fingers, Fan Armed Police didn't even have the strength to speak. He saw the grief and pain on the face of the armed police officer, and suddenly felt satisfied. , taught him to take care of him, but in the future, you have to work hard on your own.

Fan Armed Police bit down the detonator between his teeth, boom, a ball of flame rose, instantly swept over hundreds of Buddha statues who were still laughing and joking around him, and blew them into fly ash.

"Don't!" Seeing Brother Fan's final smile, the little armed policeman was relieved, regretful, and slightly looking forward. He knew that it was Brother Fan's hope that he could live.

"Brilliant." Li Yulong praised, it reduced the strength of the Buddha statue by nearly one-fifth, which is too powerful.

"It's a man." Lin Weiguo sighed, but he didn't blame Tang Zheng. Only by doing so, the chances of everyone surviving would be greater.

Tang Zheng was silent, the demon-slaying holy flame was blasted into the sky, looking at the broken and scorched arm that was clutching the handle of the gun, he clenched his fists tightly, and warned himself a dozen times before he resisted the urge to kill.

Prince Fudo Ming's face was livid, is this also called victory?Seeing the dozen or so Buddha statues that were lucky enough not to be killed by the bombing, rolling around in the square, trying to extinguish it, he couldn't get angry, not to mention the dozens of charred and broken corpses that deeply stimulated him. looking at its eyeballs.

Xu Biyun summoned the puppet and retrieved Tang Zheng's Demon Slayer Holy Flame.

"You guys are cheating!" Fudo Mingwang appeared in front of Tang Zheng in an instant, accusing him of spitting.

"How did you cheat? Self-destruct? Who told your subordinates not to hide? If they hadn't made fun around the corpse, would this result have happened?" Tang Zheng snorted coldly, resisting the urge to attack it, and had to wait Wait, at least reduce the number of Buddha statues by a hundred, and the winning rate will increase greatly.

"That's my spoils of war, hand it over here." King Fudo Ming was so deflated that he almost vomited blood. Indeed, he didn't let you run away. King Fudo Ming became furious and pointed at the Holy Demon Slaughtering Flame, roaring loudly, and he also It was able to vent its anger, and it decided that if they backed down, it would kill them directly.

"Yes." Tang Zheng threw it to him directly.

King Fudo Ming didn't expect that he really threw it over, and he was a little dazed, so he was hit by the gun handle on his left eye, and a big bag suddenly bulged.

(End of this chapter)