End of the Sky

The global public reward is $ 100 million, and the killers on the entire planet are crazy. They witnessed the account value soaring from 6 million all the way, and the information is accompanied by a friendly reminder from the New York branch of Continental Hotel.

I said it was a friendship reminder, but it was more like a warning. It was a long sentence, and the summary was: good value for money and novices.

In other words, this $ 100 million knife is very hot, be careful of money and spend your life.

Maybe the killers in other cities and even other countries are still fortunate and ready to take a long trip to earn a high and extra fast, but the killers in New York City are basically stagnant, and the $ 100 million swords on the opposite side are in no doubt.

The killers who are far away from the slums are lamenting that traffic jams are not good, at least this time, they saved a small life due to the slow speed of the cars.

But the killers in the parking lot were not so lucky. After sending 100 million US dollars in text messages, the slum area again set off a wave of parking, and the number of killers gathered here was close to three digits.

I rushed into the abandoned building for two consecutive times without success. After failing to drive away three times in a row, the remaining fifty killers shivered in the car.

I can't advance and retreat, outcropping is death!

The pressure of death was like a boulder, which made them out of breath. Some people repeatedly jumped on the edge of the collapse, covering their faces with hands and crying.

"I can't take it anymore!"

杀 A killer couldn't bear the pressure and stood up suddenly from the ground. After a gunshot, the killer got the box lunch as he wished.

He left with a smile!

The corpse twitched its hands and feet, and the killer next to him looked at Douhua, and his eyelids twitched slightly, but said nothing.

Small scenes, I have seen it many times today.

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

A female killer held a makeup mirror and saw Russell carrying M4A1 out of the first-floor lobby, and suddenly increased the humidity in the air.

Huh! Huh! Huh!嘭 ————

The gunfire in the parking lot was so loud that the killers aimed their spears and short cannons at the lobby on the first floor, sending out crazy firepower.

Two people did not give up, and took the opportunity to slip into the door and start the car to escape from the place.

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

Waiting until the intensive gunfire stopped, Russell stepped out of the corner, M4A1 held flat, swiped in front of him from right to left, and the bullets accurately hit the killers who exposed the firearms or arms outside the car.

Occasionally, there are several probes showing his head, and all of his foreheads can't rise again until they can't rise. Just go and leave without saying hello.

Click!

M4A1 heard the sound of changing the magazine, but there was only a moan of the wounded killer in the parking lot, but no one dared to show his head or even fire back.

The line of defense of the soul was crushed into slag. This group of people has lost the will to fight. Several of them have smeared blood on the ground and smeared on the face to death ...

I was awakened by my companion, which was so stupid.

Russell walked into the parking lot and walked through the chaotic vehicles. The gun shot and then blew, a little bit of cannibalism of the killers.

不要 "Do n’t shoot, I have a daughter to raise. She is only three years old. I can't die here, please let me go."

With a wailing voice, Ai sounded, a killer raised his hands and stood out from behind the car.

死 There was a dead silence in the parking lot, and the killers were full of expectations. If there was a colleague with a daughter who did not die, then ... they all have daughters.

Russell narrowed his eyes and grinned a moment later: "You do have a daughter, but she is twenty years old and is the daughter you paid for."

Huh!

A bullet was sent to the dregs to go to hell, Russell continued to clean up the killer in the parking lot, and the killers saw that he did not leave a lively style, and launched a final counterattack.

The magazine was replaced, and more than thirty killers stood up simultaneously and raised their guns at Russell.

They bet again, bet on their luck, and face up to it. Russell can't kill them all in a flash. Some people will survive.

Huh! Huh! Huh!嘭 ————

Russell withdrew the magazine, and the killers in front kept holding their guns to the ground neatly, as if the Internet cafes were collectively offline.

They lost, and Russell can really kill them all in an instant.

"Hey, if it's a man, put down your gun and have a bet with me on my life."

In the parking lot, the two remaining killers who stood up to their feet stood up with red blood in their eyes, each holding a dagger.

Russell: "..."

哪里 Where is this silly beep?

"Comeon, throw the gun, it's time you proved yourself!"

Huh! Huh!

Russell pulled the trigger silently and shook his head at the body: "Sorry, I don't need to prove anything to you."

Hey!

When a cabriolet entered the parking lot, in the driver's seat, the blonde assassin was wearing a red evening dress, and her narrow waist was bulging. She looked at Russell in the corpse, reacted quickly, and fled in reverse.

"Sister, go slowly, nobody will chase you ..."

In the face of high-quality resources, Russell was always unable to bear it, and did not want to see the tragic blooming of his forehead, so he pressed down the M4A1's muzzle.

After the sports car drove out of the corner of the parking lot, he pulled out the M9 arm and slammed it. An arc-shaped child popped out of the chamber, and then the sound of the sports car hitting the wall.

So you can't see it!

At this point, the killers in New York City calmed down completely, and more than 200 colleagues died in civilian areas. They could not calm down.

At the same time, the "high table organization" loyal to the New York branch of the Continental Hotel was closely focused on Russell. Of course, more than 200 killers were extremely serious losses, but even more afraid, the reputation of the Continental Hotel was severely hit, the first in history. Times.

What should I do if I take off my clothes?

I can wear it again.

The idea of ​​the high table organization is equally simple and rude, kill Russell to restore his credibility, and clear out uncontrollable risks by the way.

Perhaps Russell has demonstrated a powerful combat power of one enemy, but after all, it is flesh and blood. The high table organization is convinced that Russell cannot be fully alert 24 hours a day.

He needs to eat and drink Lazarus, he needs sleep to replenish his energy, he cannot always carry a gun on his body ...

40 A professional team of 40 people set off for New York, and the reward for Russell has been raised again. Any killer can get rich overnight and gain a high status and status within the organization.

[Name: Russell]

状态 [Status: Global Open Contract]

[Amount: $ 300 million]

Uh ...

"Hello, Secretary?"

Russell reached out his phone and walked towards the surveillance camera: "It's me, the situation is a bit serious, and about 200 killers surrounded me."

"I'm fine, I'm not injured, I've actually controlled the scene ... Of course, who I am, I control them all."

"My current position is XXX, not our jurisdiction, I hope you and my colleagues here explain, everyone, don't embarrass yourself ... Oh, I mean don't embarrass me."

"Really fine!"

Russell turned to look at the parking lot and focused his head: "Don't lie to you, they are all honest, proactive and cooperative, and have no unrealistic illusions."

After making a phone call, Russell raised his hand to the surveillance camera, and then pulled out the M9 to burst it.

I got it all, he looked sideways to the lobby on the first floor and shrugged: "I know you're there, don't hide, stand up!"

I didn't respond, as if Russell was talking to himself.

别 "Don't hide, I'm talking about you, the invisible."

"..."

The sound of the words dropped, Russell had three more infrared aiming points on his forehead, and a tall figure with a gray body and metal face armor appeared.

Visually measuring 2 meters tall, he has a majestic physique and a full-bodied reggae shawl. The position on the right shoulder is ready for the plasma plasma gun.

Predator!

Russell frowned. Based on the reaction of the organism, he speculated that the visitor was an alien, but he did not expect to be a Jagged Warrior.

散 He spread the electromagnetic waves and sensed the communication equipment within two kilometers of the circle. After confirming that there was no object such as a probe, he raised his gun and aimed at the blood soldier.

Huh!

A gunshot sounded, the Jagged Warrior's head shook slightly, and the high-tech face armor opened a bullet, leaving a trace of scratches.

To Russell's surprise, the Jagged Warrior did not activate the electromagnetic cannon to fight back, but instead took off his face armor and placed it on the ground respectfully.

The electromagnetic cannon was closed to the back. The Iron Blood soldier grinned his mouth, locked the Russell with a fierce gaze, popped his wrist knife with a squeak.

Melee arm weapons, mounted on the outside of the wrist, have two parallel jagged blades with a length of about 40 cm, which is sharp enough to cut the bones of various prey.

"Wow, little chic, looks really real!"

Russell sighed, and then asked, "What do you mean by taking off your inferiors, singled out?"

Iron soldier: "" (° ヘ °) ……? (??? ‵ ‵)? …… (…… ▽ ￣) σ …… (`_) 乂 (_’) …… ”

Russell was aggressive, and he gestured and said, "Look at the tearing force to tear you down, oh the eagle is eating?"

Iron soldier was silent for a few seconds, pointed to his chest, and then pointed to Russell: "Strong! Challenge! Honor!"

When a Jagged Warrior uses a wrist knife to fight or hunt, it means that the hunter bets on honor and pride in the battle ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and his respect for the enemy.

Through the collision of muscle and muscle, blood and blood, the iron fighter will kill the enemy or be killed by the enemy.

Regardless of whether the battle is dead or alive, they will not mind, because faith and the code of conduct make them regard honor as supreme glory, more important than life.

I am ridiculous, but the values ​​of the Jagged Warrior are so true, it is generally believed that shame is more terrible than death.

Of course, the honor goes to the honor. The Jagged Warrior is notorious for losing. Whenever a strong enemy lays down, they will explode with the enemy.

Plutonium is just as powerful as a micro-nuclear explosion. Visual inspection can only destroy Brooklyn plus a Manhattan.

好 "Well, you are not the same as them. You are a warrior, not a killer, so please satisfy you once."

With a sigh, Russell threw away the M4A1 and M9 in his hand, and took off the bulletproof vest by the way.

The iron soldier on the other side stunned, snorted, took off his breastplate, it seemed that he did not want to take advantage of Russell.

After a short while, he took out the fighting stick from his waist and extended it into a two-headed spear with a length of more than two meters. Both sides were extremely sharp and had an electric shock.

The Iron Blood Warrior threw the spear and dropped it at Russell's feet.

"Here is my heart, I have weapons."

Russell shook his head slightly, kicked the spear back, and pulled out the Edman alloy knife from his pants pocket.

"..."

The Iron Blood Warrior looked at Russell's pocket in doubt, and planned to take off his pants as a honor souvenir after the battle.