Super gun god

Chapter 102 Moon Hei Killing Night (addition for Baiyun Lone Wolf)

The Avenging Angel squad continues to train on Hard 10 difficulty.

Team coordination and combat skills have been improved to a certain extent within more than six hours.

Brutely, the difficulty 10 score was scored from 86 points to 90 points.

We practiced until 10:30, then we disbanded and went home.

The moon is dark and the wind is high tonight, and the stars are dim.

Yang Guang was running on the road alone, thinking about what happened yesterday, he suddenly became worried about the old man.

I called him but couldn't get through, so I had to send him a text message.

What did the old man do today?
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The suburbs of the southern capital, the northern wilderness area.

A huge building like a fortress is like a dormant beast under the dark night.

In the hall, a middle-aged man with a gloomy face and red eyes was listening to his subordinates report the situation.

"It's been a day and a night, and the young master still hasn't found it. Those puppies are afraid of the black tiger's smell, so they won't be of much use."

The middle-aged man only snorted to show that he knew.

The subordinate said again: "The young master's chip can't be traced either, the same goes for that Moji, and the tracker on Heihu's body has lost signal.

I'm afraid..."

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, and interrupted: "These two things that have done more than succeed but failed, if they died in the mouth of some monster, then forget it, the fear is that they will die in the hands of people.

In my opinion, they are probably dead by now.

But you have to see the corpse even if you die. If you were killed by someone, you must find out.

In the past few days, you told the people below not to go out hunting at night, and wait until this matter is clarified. "

"Yes, that's what I mean too, our stronghold was left behind during the last major purge.

It would be a pity if it was exposed because of this matter. "

While the two were talking, there was a sudden burst of crackling gunfire outside.

The gunshot was very loud, and one could tell it was a large-caliber pistol.

The frightening thing is that the gunshots fluctuated from far and near, from east to west, and every time the gunshot sounded, it was accompanied by a scream or a roar.

But soon, the gunshots and shouts of people died down at the same time.

The middle-aged man stood up and ordered at the same time: "What's going on outside, go and see!"

The subordinate ran to the door in a panic, and just as he opened the door, there was another gunshot.

The gunshot was very close and very loud.

The subordinate's head exploded suddenly like a smashed watermelon, and red and white things sprayed out and sprinkled on the gorgeous carpet.

The corpse that lost most of its head fell to the ground, and the door was pushed open.

A tall man in a windbreaker, a cowboy hat, and two guns walked in from outside the gate.

The scarf around his neck was pulled over the bridge of his nose, and his eyes were hidden in the shadows under the brim of his cowboy hat.

The gloomy middle-aged man asked coldly, "Who are you?"

He had already picked up the long sword in his hand, ready to strike at any time.

It's just that he can't perceive at all what kind of gunman this tall man in front of him is.

He has already noticed that the entire stronghold has become dead silent now.

This guy shot and killed all his subordinates, including a master martial artist, in just over ten seconds.

The man in the windbreaker lifted the brim of his hat a little, revealing a pair of shiny black eyes.

"I ask you a question, and you answer it, or I will break your hands and feet first.

Then throw you in the basement and feed the things you raised. "

His voice was a little hoarse, and he spoke slowly, giving people an unquestionable feeling.

The gloomy middle-aged man didn't know whether he should act now or speak.

An invisible pressure came.

He was very confident in his sword skills, but suddenly felt: If he stabs out with this sword, he will definitely miss.

So he neither moved nor spoke.

"Which way do you belong to this stronghold?"

The man in the windbreaker asked his first question. At some point, the two huge pistols in his hand fell back into the holsters on both sides of his waist.

This represents a certain degree of sincerity in him, as well as immense self-confidence.

The gloomy middle-aged man did not answer this question, which is too difficult to answer.

So he began to think again, whether he should do it or not.

It's a pity that he hesitated for too long, so long that the other party lost patience.

He only felt his right hand holding the sword suddenly become cold...

"Bang!!"

A loud gunshot burst into his ears.

He found that his right forearm was missing.

He didn't scream, or even hum, because he didn't have time to feel the pain.

"I forgot to tell you, if you answer the question too slowly, you will be interrupted."

The gun in the windbreaker man's hand did not put away again, and his voice was colder than before: "It seems that you only have three chances, and I still have the same problem."

The gloomy middle-aged man was silent for two seconds, and the severe pain began to hit him. He gritted his teeth and said, "If you want to kill, kill it!"

"Oh!"

There was another shot, and his other arm was gone.

"wrong answer."

The man in the windbreaker sighed: "Actually, even if you don't tell me, I will find out, so why bother?

I suffer, and you suffer too.

Speak, I promise you will die without pain. "

The gloomy middle-aged man endured the pain and roared fiercely, "Who are you, why are you investigating us?"

He was answered by a gunshot.

He lost his balance and sat down. He saw that only a short section of his right calf was left, and the broken flesh and broken half of the leg bone were exposed in the air. It was shocking.

"You...you are a devil..."

The middle-aged man's face was no longer gloomy at this time, his face turned pale, and he said tremblingly: "Give me a good time!"

The tall man in the windbreaker was unmoved. He grabbed the middle-aged man's waistband and lifted him up easily.

"It seems that you don't know how to say it anymore, so I'll let you seek benevolence and get benevolence."

The man in the windbreaker carried the middle-aged man, as if he knew the way, and soon found the very hidden switch in the basement, opened the door and entered.

In the basement, a group of ferocious and ugly animal-shaped monsters were locked in cages made of special materials. The bloody smell made them become animalistic, roaring and banging against the metal cages, clanging and rattling.

"What are you doing... please don't do this..."

The poor guy who wanted to die was still scared when he thought that he was about to be eaten alive by the monster he raised.

"I'll give you three seconds to think about it."

The cold gaze of the man in the windbreaker was as sharp as a knife, stabbing fiercely into the eyes of the middle-aged man.

The poor guy struggled and hesitated for two seconds, but finally gave in.

It took him 2 minutes to tell the other party everything he wanted to know, speaking as fast as possible.

He just wanted to be freed quickly.

"I'm done talking, can you let me die?"

"of course can."

The man who was like a demon god shot in his expectation.

He knocked the lock off a cage.

Then, under the glaring eyes of the middle-aged man full of horror and regret, he turned and left.

The airtight door of the basement closed with a "bang", and fell into darkness again.

Three minutes later, the Nuoda fortress building burst into flames.

No one took care of the fire, and it burned raging all night.

(End of this chapter)