I can't be the hero of a romantic light novel

Wuma Xingjin could only do his best to lie on the ground, feeling extremely anxious. He had no choice but to suppress the opponent's firepower and could not lift his head at all.

There was no way to go on like this. Zhu Qianhe gritted his teeth and prepared to rush out to attract fire so that Wuma Xingjin could find a chance to escape, but before he could get up, he was pulled back and pinned under him.

"What do you want to do?"

"As bait." Zhu Qianhe said decisively.

"Are you crazy?"

"I'm not crazy, I have to protect you."

"I don't want you to make meaningless sacrifices. Listen to me. After he finishes shooting, I will knock open the window glass and make a noise to distract his attention. You can take the opportunity to go around and shoot."

Bullets were raining down, and Wuma Xingjin felt adrenaline secreting crazily, breathing faster and faster. As the last scorching bullet casing fell to the ground, the receiver made a clear empty sound.

Almost instantly, Wuma Xingjin jumped up like a cheetah and smashed the window, then turned over and faced him head-on.

The tank casually threw away the machine gun in his hand and took off the bullet belt on his body. Hearing the sound of shattering glass, he laughed at Wuma Xingjin for not overestimating his own capabilities and not even planning to pull out the pistol in the tactical holster on his thigh.

The last guy who dared to engage in hand-to-hand combat with him had turned into pulp and dried on the wall.

"Short old man?"

Chariot was stunned for a moment and saw the short old man lying on the ground, holding his throat and losing the ability to move. He was not dead yet and was struggling to bandage his wounds.

Although the short old man is a bit annoying, his ability like divine help will not make him lose.

"Just hold on a little longer, and I'll kill the target and save you."

"Go to hell." Chariot's powerful and heavy fist quickly enlarged.

Wuma Xingjin did not dodge, but also punched his fist. Chariot looked at him as if he was looking at a fool. Where did this 'skinny' guy get the confidence to fight with him?

But what happened next overturned his cognition. Wuma Xingjin's fist clashed with him head-on, and actually hit him back repeatedly.

"What!?" Am I actually inferior in strength?Chariot covered his right hand and looked at Wuma Xingjin in shock. He lost all feeling from his knuckles to his forearm in an instant. This was despite being protected: "This is impossible!"

"Nothing is Impossible."

Wuma Xingjin clicked his tongue, this guy was more difficult to deal with than the short old man.

The former can also be caught by surprise through design and inducement, and the only way to deal with him is to attack him forcefully, and small strategies are of no use at all.

"You must have used some trick, you slippery monkey!"

The chariot did not believe in evil, and took two steps to shorten the distance. The left flat hook came to press from top to bottom. Behind Wuma Xingjin was the kitchen. There was no other exit in the kitchen. It was a dead end and he must not be forced in.

With no way to retreat, like a bowstring stretched into a full moon, Wuma Xingjin punched again.

Ding!Ding!Ding!

Zhu Qianhe fired, and the bullet hit the chariot's helmet and wiped out sparks without even turning his head.

"Even the little guy in your hand wants to penetrate my armor, don't dream about it." His helmet can withstand direct fire from a large-caliber rifle, and he doesn't even care about a mere pistol.

"It's your turn to die."

Chariot's pride only lasted for a moment. The moment it came into contact with Wuma Xingjin's fist, the unstoppable force came from the front of his arm again, and then he lost his center of gravity and fell backwards, smashing a pile of debris, and the porcelain crackled and shattered. .

Impossible, absolutely impossible, how could I lose in strength? This must be an illusion, Chariot's heart was filled with turmoil.

"Is that all you have? You are too weak." Wuma Xingjin continued to use provocative words: "Poverty and weak strength."

"Asshole." Chariot gritted his teeth angrily, veins popping out on his temples: "I will crush your bones one by one!"

Zhu Qianhe seized the opportunity and suddenly appeared from the corner, lifted his mask, and faced the black hole of the gun. Chariot's face tightened, and a powerful burst of power directly knocked Zhu Qianhe away. He climbed up using his hands and feet, not daring to hold him up anymore. Da, pulled out his pistol and fired, pulled off the ring at the same time, and threw the grenade in the direction of Wuma Xingjin.

In an instant, his tactical prowess was fully demonstrated.

Wuma Xingjin was about to go to support, when he saw the grenade flying in the air, he forced himself to stop and roll behind the bunker, but the tank's timing was just right, giving him no chance to dodge.

The shock wave of the offensive grenade shook him head-on and made him lose his sense of direction. It was as if he had been thrown into a drum washing machine. The two-meter-tall height of the tank was ghosted in his field of vision, making him feel dizzy and nauseated.

Before Zhu Qianhe could take a breath, she was hit by a bullet and staggered. After all the bullets were fired from the chariot, her body armor was completely scrapped. Zhu Qianhe struggled to take off her body armor to prevent it from affecting her ability to move.

"I'm most annoyed by flies like you who are secretly shooting guns." Chariot wiped his face and pulled down his bulletproof alloy mask. His forehead was covered with cold sweat. If he hadn't subconsciously knocked this woman away, I'm afraid it would be his skull that was blown away now. . "Take care of you first."

Chariot took advantage of her not regaining her center of gravity and hit Zhu Qianhe's body with several punches, making the sound of teeth breaking. Then he kicked Zhu Qianhe's abdomen with terrifying force. The latter was like a punch. The slippery soap wiped all the way across the floor, and it didn't stop until it knocked over a shelf as tall as a person.

The shelves were filled with jams and drinks, and Zhu Qianhe was all over the place after falling down. Her short hair was stuck in strands, making her look very embarrassed.

This was not over yet. The chariot took advantage of the victory and pursued it. He clasped his hands together and struck hard like a war hammer. Zhu Qianhe was unconscious and could only raise his arms to block. But how could he block the powerful force of the chariot? Vomiting blood, he was smashed deeply into the floor, his body sank in, and dust filled the air.

"Qianhe!" Wuma Xingjin was anxious. He endured the discomfort and pushed the chariot away desperately. Now was not the time to check the injuries.

"Although she's not the target, I don't mind killing her if she stops me."

"But I just don't have the money to get it."

Chariot stood up with his knees on his hands, and the corner of his mouth twitched. Thanks to the thick uniform, otherwise he would have knelt down after only a few blows. The short old man also laughed at himself for wearing so many clothes because he was afraid of death. Now it seems that he is the stupid one, otherwise he would not I won’t be lying on the ground now, not knowing whether I will live or die.

"Damn you!"

As if Wuma Xingjin had lost his mind, he punched the tank's head one after another, making a clanging sound from the thick armored mask.

A perfect interpretation of what power and speed double A are.

Chariot just felt like a mouse being thrown into a big clock, while Wuma Xingjin was ringing the bell frantically, and his head was almost turned into paste by the continuous force.

But Wuma Xingjin was only a mortal body after all, and his hands were soon dripping with blood.

Wuma Xingjin pretended to be gasping for air and exhausted, his eyes fixed on the chariot.Come on, I am scarred and exhausted now, use your most proud strength to defeat me.

Selling such a huge flaw, there is no reason not to seize it.

It can be seen from the second fist fight that he was knocked back with pure strength for the first time and was still stunned. This is a man who is extremely confident in his physical strength.

He has understood Chariot's psychology and will definitely fight him in hand-to-hand combat in the end.

This is your chance.

Otherwise, Chariot can still deal with him by relying on his large number of tactical props. The longer time passes, the more disadvantageous it will be to him, and a quick victory must be achieved.

"It's useless, it's useless! This will only consume your energy in vain." Seeing Wuma Xingjin panting, Chariot patted his head, resisting the nausea that made him want to vomit, and felt confident. "It's my turn next."

After saying that, his whole body pressed up, and his two-meter body was covered with a large shadow, which made people feel desperate.

"Fall for me!"

"dream!"

Wuma Xingjin held up the chariot with both hands, like an ancient hero holding up a colossus and wrestling with it.

Sure enough, this guy's strength was much reduced due to exhaustion. He could even hear the crunching sound of the little guy's bones. The corner of Chariot's mouth almost reached his ears: "I was just careless the last few times."

"A skinny monkey also wants to defeat me in terms of strength. What a dream!

I will hang your head in the center of the arsenal as the most memorable trophy. "

Chapter 157 fierce battle

Feeling that the resistance is getting weaker and weaker, Chariot's smile becomes more and more rampant. The knot in his heart caused by Wuma Xingjin has been untied. He will use his crushing power to defeat Wuma Xingjin and prove that he is the strongest.

"Your target is me, can you let her go?" Wuma Xingjin was dripping with sweat, his arms were shaking, and he said in a begging tone. "Zhuqianhe is no longer a threat."

"Hahaha." Chariot laughed, as if he heard something interesting: "If you want to die, she will die too. It's useless to beg for mercy now."

"Is it."

Wuma Xingjin let his strength decrease again, and was immediately pushed back by the chariot. His back hit the wall with a dull sound. He drew back his right hand, quickly pulled out the silenced pistol fastened to his waist, and fired. Knees to the chariot.

This was the first time he touched a gun, so he didn't know if he could hit it, but at such a close distance, he would definitely not miss if he pressed it against the muzzle.

The subsonic bullet penetrated through the gaps in the armor, spurting out scorching blood.

He suddenly lost his balance, and his head hit the wall unexpectedly. He was shot through his knee by a bullet and remained silent.

He could squeeze further, and his limit was far beyond that. Wuma Xingjin roared, violent power burst out from deep in his body, and he hit the chariot's upper abdomen with sharp elbow strikes.

Chariot almost couldn't breathe, and his body was hunched over. He seemed to hear the sound of the ceramic inserts breaking. He almost vomited out all the food he had eaten last night, and his eyeballs trembled.

"what?"

Isn’t this kid out of strength?The blood on his hands and the tired look on his face couldn't possibly be fake. Could it be that he was deceiving me? ?Chariot was so angry that he almost vomited blood, which was obviously close.

Wu Ma Xingjin felt that his acting skills could even win him a gold medal. This chariot's combat intuition is too strong, and its strength is almost as good as his own. If it weren't for his arrogance at the last moment, he would find an opportunity to take advantage of it. After he was fully equipped, It is almost impossible to defeat under such circumstances.

The chariot was very tough, but he couldn't resist the weakness of his left leg. When he was about to kneel down on one knee, he took off the grenade on his chest with one hand, lowered his head and bit open the tab with his teeth.

Wuma Xingjin's face was solemn. He didn't expect Chariot to be so smart and want to die with him in a desperate situation, but he didn't panic and quickly shot to break the glass.

With one hand, he grabbed the collar of the chariot and turned him over to hold him down. With the other hand, he held down his wrist and knocked it against the window. The grenade's grip popped up in mid-air and fell from the window into the backyard.

With a bang, the two of them were knocked away by the impact of the partition wall, and the blizzard blowing in was also disturbed by this airflow.

The old hotel beams creaked and screamed, and they might collapse a few more times, and the dust fell, as if they were covered with a veil.

The short old man lying on the ground next to him, who had regained some consciousness, was trying to save himself. He was shaken by two shock waves in succession, and his hands were shaking. The gauze rolled down to the side. He reached for it, but found that it had rolled under the box and could not be touched. The short old man cursed in his heart. Che, you idiot, are you trying to kill me?

Wuma Xingjin coughed and pushed himself up. This was also in his calculations. Even if the tank threw a grenade, he could pick it up and throw it into the yard while being close to the wall.

Just now, I quickly used my chariot as a human shield to offset part of the impact, but even so, I still felt like my whole body was falling apart.

Despite Wuma Xingjin's violent blows and bearing the greatest impact, Chariot was still struggling to stand up.

Wuma Xingjin didn't have the spirit of turn-based chivalry. He stepped forward to prepare for a last strike, but when he heard the heavy footsteps not far away, his heart tightened.

The worst thing happened.

The sound of machine gunfire and explosions were so loud that the burly man and others could not react no matter how slow they were.

He knew the reason why the chariot carried out fire suppression without saying a word when they met. It was to drag them here and wait for the burly man to come to support the chariot. The chariot looked rough, but in fact it was rough and fine. Anyone who looked down upon him because of his appearance Everyone will suffer a big loss.

Chariot is overjoyed, his captain is here!

Wuma Xingjin glanced at the unconscious Zhu Qianhe worriedly. He could escape, but Qianhe would never leave.

If he was asked to give up Zhu Qianhe and run away alone, he couldn't do it.

Damn, it's still a step too slow.Wuma Xingjin hated that he had been delayed by the chariot for too long.

This is the only way to go.

Carefully carrying Zhu Qianhe to the back of the living room and hiding behind the chaotic debris to avoid being discovered, Wuma Xingjin picked up the pistol with difficulty, pulled up the chariot, threw away his helmet, and pressed the gun against his He turned his cheek, during which Chariot resisted dishonestly, and after two punches to his unprotected head, his body was no longer under his control.

This group of men in black became obviously depressed after seeing the dead cans, and their captain, the burly man, was even more emotional, indicating that these people really care about their teammates, and the only chance of survival right now is the chariot in their hands.