Marvel's Strongest Dad

Chapter 6 According To What My Father Said, You Are Called... Looking For A Dead End! (Sixth Update!

"Ouf, Auf is dead!"

The few remaining people looked at Super Killer in horror, they were a little flustered, the veins in their arms popped up, and they pulled the trigger constantly. The recoil from their hands and the gunshots to their ears were their only solace.

However, most of these bullets missed the target, and the rest were also flashed by Super Killer.

The trajectory of the gun can be judged from the direction of the muzzle, coupled with the super responsive force, the Super Killer flutters back and forth like a butterfly. There is a feeling of passing through thousands of flowers without a single leaf sticking to your body.

The movements are graceful and concise, and after a few forward flips, he hides behind the sofa.

This is already the last bunker, and there is no table in front for him to hide.

I looked at Locke, one of them was exhausted, and there were only three bullets left in the other.

As for the enemy, there are still five people.

"How to fight this!"

Touching her Tang Dao, Super Killer muttered in a low voice: "If I knew there were so many enemies here, I would have brought an extra magazine."

"Go to hell, Bichi!"

A gangster who missed the point in the rear raised his gun, but somehow he was half a beat behind.

When Super Killer heard the sound, she turned her head and shot her in the head, breaking out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, he was slow to react, otherwise it would be even more difficult for him to fight back when he was injured.

Little did he know that it was his father who resolved the crisis.

Feeling the gathering of five murderous intentions, Super Killer guessed that all five of their guns were pointing at this side.

"In this way, you can't even pick up a weapon!"

He looked helplessly at the enemy's weapons, the nearest one was five meters away.

Through the broken glass, Super Killer found that five people had double-teamed.

These experienced desperadoes should have discovered their current predicament.

"This is not a good time, Dad, come and save me!"

With a mournful face, Super Killer talked to herself while thinking of countermeasures.

Lu Chen watched this scene in the subspace with a smirk on his face.

"Now you have learned your lesson!"

Unless it is absolutely necessary, he will not make a move. This kind of small matter, Super Killer can completely solve it by herself, let her do it all by herself, the effect will be better.

The five remaining gangsters had approached, exchanging glances and gesturing.

"Hey, little girl, you'd better come out obediently, you have nowhere to escape!"

"Yeah, we won't kill you if you lay down your arms!"

The talking gangster grinned grinningly, naturally, it wouldn't make your death too easy.

Second from the left and third from the right, five people slowly touched it.

He also kept persuading, provoking, and stimulating Super Killer, trying to disintegrate her fighting spirit.

"Really, I put down my weapon, will you really not hurt me?"

A crisp voice came, and it was a completely immature little loli.

"Naturally, Uncle still has something good to show you!"

Several people laughed obscenely, but they did not relax their vigilance at all. The blood of more than a dozen brothers was still flowing, reminding them that there was no ordinary girl behind the sofa, but a little devil.

Suddenly, a pistol was thrown from behind the sofa and hit the three people on the right.

The three of them had a flash of instinct, and a black shadow flew out from the left, as if they were going to break out from here.

"Bang~bang~"

There was a loud gunshot, and the black shadow was sent flying, but it was only a windbreaker.

"Not good, or the right?"

The two people on the left secretly thought that something was wrong, and suddenly a figure turned from their side. Holding Tang Dao in his right hand, he lifted his left hand, and two shots took away their lives.

Without saying a word, with determined eyes, Super Killer is already risking her life.

Throwing Tang Dao with a flick of his hand, he followed closely behind and rushed towards the three people on the right.

"Shoot her, shoot..."

The terrified voice stopped abruptly, and a Tang knife sank deeply into his forehead.

The two gangsters behind shouted with encouragement and frantically pulled the trigger.

Unarmed, unobstructed and unobstructed, Super Killer can only dodge with her body skills.

The distance is too close, even if the trajectory is predicted, the body reaction speed is still difficult to keep up with the brain reaction. I can only try my best to reverse my body shape and avoid the vital points.

But this kind of heavy pistol, it doesn't feel good to hit any part.

But with Lu Chen here, the bullet is naturally far away from Super Killer.

All of this was done seamlessly, as if the gangsters were too nervous and none of them hit.

And the bullets were not many, and they missed one after another, and they were exhausted.

In the blink of an eye, the body of the leader slowly fell down. Super Killer jumped up, caught the pistol that fell from the man's hand, and aimed at the two desperate faces.

There was a crisp sound of the firing pin, and it turned out to be an empty gun.

The two looked at each other, their ferocity was aroused, they picked up the steel machete beside them and rushed over.

"According to what my father said, you are called... seeking your own death!"

Pulling out the Tang Dao and holding a saber flower, Super Killer laughed happily...

The gunshots behind him went from loud to quiet, from small to none, and it only took two minutes.

Ye Xiao hadn't even reached the monitoring room yet, but he felt that his subordinates had already solved the trouble. He didn't believe anyone who could solve his subordinates within two minutes.

who can? Iron Man?

In front of the monitoring room, Ye Xiao pushed the door open and walked in, leaning in front of the screen.

At a glance, a cold sweat broke out.

In the huge factory, all the scattered corpses were the corpses of his subordinates.

Beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, and he kept switching screens, trying to find the intruder.

"Where are you, where are you?"

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