Gamers Are Fierce

The few kinsmen who stood by the wall, before they walked a few steps out, heard the explosion-proof gate being kicked open behind them, slammed against the wall, and shattered a large wall of bricks.

An old grandmother in a suit and sunglasses walked out of the room. She was expressionless, holding a long spear with a metal barrel and a bony blade in her hand, and carrying a speaker that played songs outside. She was still long behind her. Eight pale arms with guns came out.

The weird modeling and the distorted painting style made the blood slaves start to froze for a while, and then reacted.

Or draw a pistol from the waist and shoot,

Or a strong monster that directly changed into a half-man and half-bat, flew towards Li Ang.

Li Ang swept the spear, and the steel spear beat the blood slave’s neck in the front, breaking his neck.

Then activated the special effects of the triangular bone sharp gun, the gun blade shot out, and penetrated a bodyguard who drew a gun and shot at the back.

Then he contracted suddenly, dragged it over, and knocked down several blood slaves in the corridor like a yoke.

At the same time, the eight arms behind him fired together.

The firepower of the assault rifle was suppressed, the light machine gun fired wildly, the sniper rifle had a precise headshot, and the shotgun fired a solid lead single-headed bullet, breaking the spine of the blood slave who had rushed over.

The gunfire stopped, the entire corridor was swept away, and the blood slave bodyguards were killed.

The ceiling, walls, and floor had bullet marks with slight smoke, and the sight was all red.

Li Ang kicked the ground and ran forward,

The eight arms behind him held eight guns by four arms, and the other four hands stretched out to the ground, picked up the blood slave corpse lying on the ground, and put it into the backpack rail.

The Zmich family has a longer history and a profound heritage than the Miller family, and even the quality of blood slaves is a bit higher.

The corpses of these high-ranking blood slaves are precious experimental materials, and it is too wasteful to leave them here-Miss Chai, who is diligent and thrifty, can live a good life.

Li Ang ran along the corridor, looking for the **** smell caused by injuries and bleeding in the air.

He rushed to the top of the stairs, stepped on the wall, leaped forward, holding a spear in one hand, and a railing in the other, his body turned abruptly, and while turning over and downstairs, his feet stepped on the stair railings, and his whole body bounced like a cheetah. Go out, chasing the smell of blood.

This corridor leads to the assembly hall of the blood family. The overall decoration color is dark gold, and the decoration style is luxurious and elegant.

On the right side of the corridor, there are display cabinets of various cultural relics. There are many expensive oil paintings hanging on the wall. Just taking out one of them is enough for ordinary families to lead a life of financial freedom.

On the left side of the corridor, there are steel beams and columns and floor-to-ceiling glass windows, through which you can see the gorgeous night view of the lights of the city of Frankfurt.

Kaiser Zmich ran wildly along this corridor, his brilliant blonde hair wet with sweat and stuck to his forehead. His face, which had been tyrannical and cold for thousands of years, became distorted and frightened, and he was never calm again.

"Come on, help!!"

He screamed hoarsely, his eyes full of bloodshot eyes.

Needless to say, at the corner of the corridor ahead, the guards responsible for guarding the blood assembly hall (the place where the Zmich family held important meetings, where many family treasures were placed) also rushed out.

These guards are not blood slaves converted from humans. Among them are the young nobles of the blood clan belonging to the side branch of the family, as well as the domesticated senior werewolves (the blood clan uses money and materials to make some werewolves sell their lives for them)

As soon as these guards heard the gunshots upstairs, part of them ran out to support, and the other part continued to guard the hall.

After seeing the familiar face, Kaiser Zmich's complexion became loose, and the frozen heart stretched again.

Da da da da da da.

Intensive assault rifle guns resounded through the corridor, and a rain curtain of bullets came straight towards Kaiser Zmich.

Several werewolves directly manifested in the form of a giant wolf standing more than two meters tall, tearing off their rag-like clothes with one hand, and blocking their eyes with the other.

The recurved werewolf's hind feet slammed on the red carpeted marble floor, and the entire wolf body blocked the front of Kaiser Zmich, and greeted the bullet impartially.

These werewolf guards are quite confident, ordinary 7.62mm rifle bullets, even if they can tear their skin, will be stuck in strong muscles, unless a silver bullet can cause real damage to them.

Therefore, the mere mundane bullet is...

Damn it!

The werewolf guards surprisingly discovered that the ordinary bullet hitting them not only tore the skin apart, but also inexplicably gnawed away a large piece of flesh and bone around the bullet mark.

The special effects from the title skill [Flesh Cutter] caught the opponent by surprise,

The small half of the werewolf troop disappeared out of thin air, and the blood spewed freely like a fountain. All the werewolf guards all looked blank and fell into their own pool of blood.

"Be careful, her bullets are weird!"

A kinship guard yelled, and the red robe swayed violently behind him, and automatically separated from behind him, flew out, blocking the back of Caesar who was incarnate in the bat group.

The rifle bullet hit the red robe, as if it fell into the soft cotton, and was swept by inertia for a while, and finally the remaining power disappeared and fell to the ground.

And that robe also lost its strength, faded away, and fell to the ground.

Taking advantage of this short breathing time, the group of bats transformed by Caesar Zmich finally flapped its wings and flew behind the guard.

Finally, it's safe.

He transformed back into a human form, endured the severe headache caused by the drying up of blood energy, took a long breath, let the blood guard stand behind him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He continued to move forward along the corridor, half crawling and half running.

He is the future star of the Zmich family, how could he die here?

The corridor was blocked by four blood guards lined up. Every blood guard was surrounded by blood energy that was more powerful than Caesar.

The expressionless Li Ang continued to sprint,

The second lung agitates like a bellows, drawing oxygen,

In the strengthened blood vessels, blood rushed like a flood,

Tightly twisted into a ball of muscle fibers like steel cables, constantly contracting and relaxing,

The adrenaline-filled body was almost at an angle of 30 degrees to the ground.

Ta Ta Ta Ta.

The soles of the feet slammed against the ground, and the marble floor tiles were trampled with slight cracks like a spider web.

In the corridor. He dashed towards the blood guards, the expression of astonishment on the opponent's face seemed to be slowed down in his sight.

The four blood races raised their arms together, bluffed their palms, released thick plasma from the blood vessels, gathered into a round blood cell, condensed and sharpened rapidly in mid-air, and finally turned into a **** mirror that almost blocked the entire corridor .

All the bullets fired by the eight-armed naga were blocked by the mirror, corroding and melting.

Seeing that Li Ang was about to hit the mirror, he turned his spear and slammed the wall with the handle of the spear, his figure shifted to the left, and he ran straight into the side of the French window.

At the same time, Miss Chai’s arm also put away the gun, turned her palm into a fist, and smashed open the French windows.

He hooked the steel beams on the inside of his elbows and swung Li Ang like a swing in the sky outside the building for half a circle.

In the sky with nowhere to stand, Li Ang, who was swinging on a swing, felt the gust of wind blowing his face, admiring the bustling night view of the brightly lit city, tracing an arc, breaking through the glass again, and came behind the four blood guards.