Urban Fake Soldier King

Although he was really poor and rustic, and seemed to have been hungry for seven days on a stowaway ship, when they saw the steel pipe in his hand and the carefree look between his eyebrows, the most dignified look flashed on his face.

Ashe, who had a chance to break free, jumped down from the wooden table, picked up his clothes to cover the part of Guolu, rubbed it to the corner, and showed his gratitude to the young people. He was worried that he could not fight against him. Regardless of his own life, he shouted, "be careful, they have guns!"

Young people smile, just smile.

He stepped into the shop.

He Bing reacted and asked, "who are you?"

The young man's footsteps remained the same and said, "Wang Liuliu"

He asked again, "what do you want?"

"I..." the young man suddenly stopped. This no problem problem made him think. His hand touched his forehead and seemed to be struggling. Then he scratched his ears and cheeks and said, "I just want to be a madman who loves seafood?"

When Wang Liuliu was thinking, a soldier close to him secretly touched the submachine gun, but just about to pull the trigger, he felt a flower in front of him, and a sharp pain came from his neck. It seemed that he was bitten by a bad wolf, and the bite force was amazing.

Wang Liuliu suddenly shot and fastened his neck.

He couldn't make a sound. He just grabbed Wang Liuliu's arm with two hands. His eyes protruded with pain and were red with blood.

"Stop, put him down!"

"Put him down, or I'll shoot!"

Seeing that his companions were caught, the soldiers shouted in panic.

"Well, it's no use keeping him anyway."

While he was talking, Wang Liuliu made a sudden force with his fingers and listened to the click. The throat of the captured soldier was like a crushed melon. There was a piece missing and a burst sound.

Wang Liuliu put the ball of broken meat into his mouth and pushed him back to them.

To his surprise, he didn't die on the spot, but also jumped suddenly. His eyes showed incomparable resentment and panic. One hand pointed to Wang Liuliu in the distance, as if to express his resentment in this life.

Wang Liuliu was stunned and asked, "please, give me face!"

The next second, the soldier fell to the ground and died miserably.

Wang Liuliu smiled with satisfaction, raised his finger to his forehead, saluted him, and then looked at the other soldiers.

Evil eyes.

The rest of the soldiers almost forgot to breathe. Wang Liuliu's strength made it difficult for them to respond. Even Ashi, who was away, showed unspeakable fear.

The footsteps were not heavy, but they sounded like a death knell to the soldiers.

Seeing Wang 66 coming again, they couldn't stop retreating, took up their guns and shouted, "stop, or I'll kill you."

"Don't kill me, or I won't let you go!"

It is reasonable that they should shoot, because no one can escape bullets at such a close distance.

People with this idea must be the dregs who can't live two episodes in the TV series. It's right to have a gun. It's commendable to think of revenge for their companions. But when facing a strong enemy whose maximum value is a question mark, that fear will make people forget their actions and just want to protect themselves. As long as Wang Liuliu doesn't kill them, they won't shoot first.

The soldiers cried out the meaning of tearing their hearts and lungs, and the hands carrying the gun shook constantly. They tried to force Wang Liuliu to retreat with the gun, so as to achieve a mutually irrelevant and happy situation. However, in the face of their warning, Wang Liuliu turned a deaf ear to the warning, kept walking, and the evil spirit in the corners of his mouth was stronger.

Suddenly, Wang Liuliu jumped up like a bobcat and rushed at them.

Seeing him coming, he Bing also responded quickly. The bullet shot wildly at Wang Liuliu, but to their shock, the bullet slowed down as if it was weak, either wiped past him or blocked by the steel pipe in his hand.

They shot and howled, trying to frighten each other. Originally, they thought that nearly 100 bullets of six or seven people would not all fail, but Wang Liu leaned up and shot at the parallel sharp arrows. The steel pipe in his hand swirled in mid air several times, making him change his way as if it were hitting the real object, and a series of bullets beat behind him slowly.

He landed steadily in front of a soldier, one meter away.

The soldier was shocked and fired again. Wang Liuliu stretched out the steel pipe, and the bullet clearly poured in from the front end of the steel pipe. The soldier had a smile in the bottom of his eyes. Even if the shot could not kill him, it was enough for him to throw away the steel pipe, and his chances of winning increased greatly. But in an instant, perhaps in a shorter time, Wang Liuliu stepped on the ground obliquely, and the whole man flew backward in the direction of the bullet, After slowing down the impact of the bullet, he exerted his wrist to guide the steel pipe to deflect, then deflect, and finally pointed to another soldier. The bullet poured into the soldier's forehead from the back of the steel pipe.

It's slow, but it's really fast.

The lightning body method, the incredible twist and the mysterious technique of changing the direction of bullets only appeared in the TV drama, which stunned these soldiers and even forgot to change their cartridge clips.

Is this guy still human?

Of course, he Bing, who was too frightened, would not know. After the day after tomorrow, Wang Liuliu, who has a talent for martial arts, has made his instigation, ears and eyes reach an extraordinary state. Moreover, he, who was once a gun god, knows more about bullets than he knows about himself.

"It's my turn!" Wang Liuliu ran away with a smile. If he rushed to the troops with the help of God, the small hotel, which was not spacious, was not enough to make his performance earth shaking, but everyone who felt his momentum suddenly felt a sense of receiving the divine will.

That's the call of death.

That's the aggressive killing of thousands of people.

The soldier took off and the dog jumped and ran away. He didn't have any idea about fighting with him. A panicked guy simply threw a submachine gun with half a bullet at him. However, even the bullet couldn't hurt him, let alone a smashed gun.

Wang Liuliu turned around and took the gun to his ribs. He withdrew from the magazine with one hand and looked at the bullet. When he knew it was enough, he threw it to the sky. At the same time, the steel pipe in his right hand violently plunged into the throat of another soldier. When his blood flowed along the steel pipe, he pushed him out, and the steel pipe pulled his skull. When he approached the other person, he cut it to his neck and made a click, The neck bone was deformed and the man's head fell sharply sideways.

At this time, he caught the falling submachine gun with one hand.

Loaded with one hand, he turned around. It looked like a strafe, but it was a point shot.

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Bullets were shot accurately at everyone who escaped. The heavy gunfire was rhythmic like a drum. Everyone who was shot felt his heart depressed first, and then his blood flowed.

In an instant, they fell to the ground one after another. Wang Liuliu pushed away the guy he was pushing in his hand. The muzzle of the gun pointed downward at will made two more bangs, and the bullet poured into his chest.

The remaining soldier was pale and dew in his crotch.