End Of Heavens

End Of Heavens Chapter 993

2020-03-16

Chapter 990 I've got the scene under control

There is a global public reward of 100 million USD, the assassin on the whole Earth is crazy, they see it with their own eyes Witness the account amount has soared from 6 million, and the information is accompanied by a friendly reminder of the New York branch of the continental hotel.

It's a friendly reminder, but it's more like a warning. It's a long sentence, summed up as follows: great value for money, don't disturb the novice.

In other words, this 100 million USD is very hot, be careful with money.

Maybe assassins in other cities, or even other countries, are still lucky enough to take a long trip and earn a high extra fast, but assassins in New York City have basically died down, opposite the 100 million acted coquettishly USD is restless.

Assassins far from the slum area unprecedented lamented that the traffic jam is not a bad thing, at least this time, they saved a little life because of the slow speed.

But the assassins in the parking lot are not like this. Luckily, after the 100 million USD group text message, the slum area once again set off a wave of parking boom, and the number of assassins gathered here approached three digits.

After two unsuccessful attempts to enter the abandoned building and three failed attempts to escape by car, the remaining fifty assassins shiver coldly behind the sedan.

You can't advance or retreat, and you will die if you show up!

The pressure of death was like a boulder, and they couldn't breathe. Some people jumped repeatedly on the edge of collapse, covering their faces with their hands and weeping bitterly.

"I can't take it anymore!"

An assassin couldn't bear the pressure and suddenly stood up from the ground. After a gunshot, the assassin got his wish.

He walked away with a smile!

The hands and feet of the corpse twitched. Assassin next to him looked at the beancurd all over the floor, his eyelids twitched slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Small scene, I have seen it many times today.

"Damn, he came out, the monster came to us."

A female assassin was holding a vanity mirror and saw Luo Su carrying M4A1 out of the first floor lobby , suddenly frightened to increase the air humidity.

bang! bang! bang! Bang————

The gunfire in the parking lot was loud, and the assassins aimed their long spear short cannons at the first floor lobby, venting their fire like crazy.

There were two people who didn't give up, took the opportunity to slip through the door and started the car to escape.

After the gunshots, the car turned sharply, lost control and crashed into the wall, but this was not a traffic accident, because the people inside were gone before the accident.

When the intensive gunfire stopped, Luo Su stepped out of the corner, the M4A1 was raised horizontally, and slid in front of him from right to left, one after another bullet accurately hit the assassins and exposed the firearms outside the car or arm.

Occasionally there are a few probes showing their heads, all of them blooming in the end and unable to rise again, want to walk to walk, don't say hello.

ka-cha!

The sound of the M4A1 changing the magazines sounded, but there was only the moan of the injured assassin in the parking lot, but no one dared to show their heads or even shoot back.

The mental defense line was crushed into slag, and this group of people had lost their will to fight. Some of them smeared blood on the ground, smeared it on the face, fell to the ground and pretended to be dead...

Then being kicked up by a comrade is so stupid.

Luo Su walked into the parking lot and walked through the chaotic vehicles, gunshot after shot, bit by bit nibbling away the spirit willpower of the assassins.

"Don't shoot, I have a daughter to support, she's only three years old, I can't die here, please let me go."

With a crying voice It rang, and an assassin stepped out from behind the car with his hands raised.

The parking lot was dead silent, and the assassins were full of expectations. If the colleagues who had daughters didn't die, then...then they all had daughters.

Luo Su squinted his eyes slightly, then grinned a moment later: "You do have a daughter, but she's twenty years old. She's the one you paid for."

bang!

A bullet sent the scum to hell, Luo Su continued to clean up the assassins in the parking lot, and the assassins angrily launched a final counterattack when they saw that he didn't leave a living.

After the magazine was replaced, more than thirty assassins stood up at the same time and pointed their guns at Luo Su.

They bet again, bet on their luck, confront them head-on, Luo Su impossible kills them all in an instant, and some people will always survive.

bang! bang! bang! Bang————

Luo Su pulled out the magazine, and the assassins in front fell neatly to the ground with their guns raised, as if the Internet cafes were powered off collectively.

They lost the bet, Luo Su really could kill them all in an instant.

"Hey, if it's a man, put down the gun and have a life-threatening duel with me."

In the parking lot, the two remaining assassins stood up, their eyes wide open. Bloodshot and red, everyone held a dagger in their hands.

Luo Su: "..."

Where did this silly bee come from?

"Come on, throw the gun away, it's time for you to prove yourself!"

bang! bang!

Luo Su speechlessly pulled the trigger and shook his head at the corpse: "I'm sorry, I don't have to prove anything to you."

Shoot!

A roadster drove into the parking lot, and in the driver's seat, the blonde beauty Assassin was wearing a red evening dress, with a slender waist and a bulging chest. She looked at Luo Su in the pile of corpses in surprise and responded quickly. Come here, back up and escape.

"Little elder sister, walk slowly, no one is chasing you..."

Faced with high-quality resources, Luo Su is always unbearable and doesn't want to see his forehead blooming Tragedy, so the muzzle of the M4A1 was suppressed.

After the sports car drove out of the corner of the parking lot, he pulled out the M9 arm and slammed it, and an arcing bullet popped out of the chamber, followed by the sound of the sports car hitting the wall.

This way you can't see it!

At this point, the assassins in New York City have completely calmed down. More than 200 colleagues died in the civilian area. They can't calm down.

At the same time, the 'High Table Organization' loyal to the New York branch of the continental hotel is closely focused on Luo Su. Although more than 200 assassins are extremely serious losses, what is more fearful is that the credibility of the continental hotel Hit hard, for the first time ever.

What if I take off my clothes?

Just wear it again.

The idea of the high table organization is equally simple and rude, killing Luo Su to restore credibility, and by the way, clearing up uncontrollable risks.

Perhaps Luo Su has shown a powerful battle strength with one enemy against one hundred, but after all, he is flesh and blood.

He needs to eat, drink, shit and piss, he needs sleep to replenish his energy, he can always carry a gun with him...

A professional squad of 40 people set off for New York, And the bounty for Luo Su has been raised again, any assassin can get rich overnight as long as he kills him, and get a lofty rank and status within the organization.

[Name: Luo Su]

[Status: Global Open Contract]

[Amount: 300 million USD]

 …

“Hello, Director?”

Luo Su took out his mobile phone and walked towards the surveillance camera: “It’s me, the situation is a bit serious, about 200 assassins surrounded me.”

"I'm fine, uninjured and in fact under control...of course, who I am, I have them all under control."

"Where I am now In XXX, not our jurisdiction, I hope you can explain to the colleagues here, everyone, don't embarrass yourself... Oh, I mean don't embarrass me."

"It's really okay. !"

Luo Su turned to look at the parking lot, and nodded his head: "I won't lie to you, they are all honest, actively cooperate, and have no unrealistic illusions."

After the phone call, Luo Su raised his hand and beckoned to the surveillance camera, then pulled out the M9 and shot it burst.

After finishing all this, he turned sideways looking towards the first floor lobby, shrugged and said, "I know you are there, don't hide, stand up!"

No response , as if Luo Su was talking to himself.

"Don't hide, I said it was you, the one who was invisible."

"..."

Luo Su's forehead increased three times. An infrared aiming point, a tall silhouette with a gray body and a metal visor appeared.

Visually measuring 2.2 meters tall, with a majestic physique, full of unrestrained reggae shawls, and on the right shoulder, the plasma cannon is ready to go.

Iron Blood Fighter!

Luo Su raised his brows. According to the biological response, he speculated that the visitor was an alien, but didn't expect it to be an iron Blood Fighter.

He scattered the electromagnetic waves, sensed the communication equipment within a two-kilometer radius, and made sure that there were no objects such as probes before raising his gun at the Iron Blood Fighter.

bang!

A gunshot rang out, the Iron Blood Fighter shook his head slightly, and the high-tech visor deflected the bullet, leaving a trace of scratches.

To Luo Su's surprise, Iron Blood Fighter didn't activate the electromagnetic cannon to fight back. Instead, he removed his visor and placed it on the ground respectfully.

The electromagnetic cannon was tucked behind the quilt, the Iron Blood Fighter grinned like a mouthpiece, his fierce eyes locked on Luo Su, and with a clang, he ejected his wrist knife.

A melee arm weapon, mounted on the outside of the wrist, with two parallel serrated blades, about 40 cm in length, sharp enough to sever the bones of various prey.

"Wow, it's a little chic, it looks like a real thing!"

Luo Su sighed with emotion, and then asked: "What do you mean by taking off your mask, one-on- one duel?”

Iron Blood Fighter: ““(°ヘ°)…?(???‵‵)?…(￣▽￣)σ…(`_)乂( _')..."

Luo Su looked confused, gestured and said, "Watching you tear and force Ke Tho to kill you, oh Yingge tired to eat?"

Tie Blood The Fighter was silent for a few seconds, pointed to his chest, and then to Luo Su: "powerhouse! Challenge! Honor!"

When an Iron Blood Fighter uses a wrist knife to fight or hunt, it means that the hunter bet With honor and pride in battle, and his respect for his enemies.

In the collision of muscle and muscle, blood and blood, Iron Blood Fighter will kill the enemy, or be killed by the enemy.

Whether the battle is dead or alive, they will not mind, because belief and code of conduct make them see honor as Supreme honor, more important than life.

It's absurd, but that's true of Iron Blood Fighter's values, where shame is generally more terrifying than death.

Of course, honor is honor. Iron Blood Fighters are notoriously unwilling to lose. Whenever they are killed by a strong enemy, they will self-destruct and perish together with the enemy.

The formidable power is average, that is, a miniature nuclear explosion. Visually, it can only destroy Brooklyn and one Manhattan.

"Well, you are different from them. You are a warrior rather than an assassin, so I will satisfy you once."

Luo Su sighed and threw away the M4A1 in his hand. And the M9, took off the bulletproof vest by the way.

The Iron Blood Fighter opposite was stunned, coldly snorted, and took off his breastplate, as if he didn't want to take advantage of Luo Su.

Then, he took out the fighting stick from his waist, and ejected it into a double-headed lance that stretched more than two meters. Both sides were extremely sharp and had an electric shock effect.

The Iron Blood Fighter threw the lance and fell at Luo Su's feet.

"I got my heart, I have a weapon."

Luo Su shook his head slightly, kicked Lance back, and then pulled out the Adamantium knife from his trouser pocket.

“…”

The Iron Blood Fighter looked suspiciously at Luo Su's pocket, ready to take off his pants as a souvenir of honor after the fight was over.

(end of this chapter)