Super Detective in the Fictional World

Huh!

The magazine was emptied in an instant, and Luke beat the four or five black shadows in front of the channel in disgust and retreated, shouting: "Focus on the front of the channel."

At the same time, the decorative spear he held in his left hand drew up, welcoming a dark shadow falling from his head.

Huh! The spear drew the shadow backward and flew back into the wall.

It was a black monster resembling a combination of lizard and dinosaur.

Luke didn't look at the dark shadow much, kept stepping under his feet, rushed forward, and his right hand pistol bloomed.

Poppy poppy!

In the forefront of the passage, the black shadow that once again appeared was screamed again and again, hiding behind the stone wall.

At the same time, he had pressed the release button, and while the empty magazine was slipping, the little finger lightly picked on the magazine bag, and one magazine flew out.

At this moment, his right-handed pistol was violently recovered. The empty magazine just happened to resist the rotating magazine. As soon as it was pressed against the chest, the magazine was pushed in, and the holster was wrapped in the chest. Loaded, the muzzle turned behind.

Pop!

The black monster that had just been drawn aside just struggled to get up, and two bullets penetrated through the wide mouth.

He hissed, and the newly climbed body fell down again, writhing and rolling on the ground, but his movement gradually weakened.

Poppy poppy!

Luke also rushed to the front, firing continuously at two black monsters entangled in the team.

The black monster who was biting the two expedition players trembled, and several fluids burst out of the body, but they still did not want to give up their prey, and continued to drag the players towards the dark passageway.

Poppy!

A black monster was beaten up and throbbed, and the slurry was flying around.

Luke looked indifferent, twisted slightly, his left spear rounded back, and drew it back, pulling it back to the entrance of the passage in an instant.

The spear in his hand kept the momentum. He turned it out half a circle, and flew out, piercing the spine-like head of another black monster, causing it to fly up and nailing the stone wall next to him. .

After doing all this, Luke inserted the pistol, grabbed the Stafford HK416 rifle beside him, and threw his micro punch and magazine to Stafford: "Organize them to step back."

While talking, his hand did not forget to take a rifle magazine from Stafford's chest, turned sharply, the muzzle was inclined to the top of the back of the passageway, and he pulled the trigger.

Bang Bang! Bang Bang!

噗通!噗通!

Two black monsters who just came out of the gully gorge were shot in the head by three consecutive shots.

The power of HK416 is not comparable to that of a pistol.

Twenty meters away, Luke's three shots shot from their wide mouths, rifle shells far exceeding the power of the pistol shells instantly destroyed their brains.

Spike!

When Luke pulled the trigger, his body continued to turn, and he quickly turned back to the front.

Bang Bang! Bang Bang!

Another two black monsters fell from the top of the passage, roaring in their mouths, fluttering a few times and then retracting.

Luke narrowed his eyes and shouted, "Their head shell is too hard to hit the body directly."

Due to the angle, the bullets that he fired twice in a row, did not directly penetrate the black monster's brain, but just burst his mouth, so that they can escape alive.

This vitality and resistance to crickets are simply terrible!

Luke also changed his posture at this time, holding a gun in his right hand and firing continuously.

Bang Bang Bang Bang!

As soon as the two black monsters came up from the entrance of the passage, they immediately shook their heads and hid back.

No way, the bullet hits my head!

In the situation that Luke had perceived, there was a strange shadow at the entrance of the passage. More than twenty black monsters were moving on both sides of the passage, looking for all opportunities to rush in.

"Segmented fire, blocking the entrance." He shouted, and with his left hand pulled out the saber on his leg, and cut off the strap of his tactical vest with his knife, tore it off.

Then the army knife turned in his hand, cut it flat, and swept across his right arm, taking away a large piece of flesh from his upper arm.

The flesh appeared to be scorched black, and melted into a pool of viscous liquid when it landed in the air.

Luke resisted the severe pain, and the primary self-healing started. At the same time, the system points were reduced by 20,000. The newly acquired primary limb regeneration ability was also learned.

The raging blood on the right arm stopped immediately, and a violent itching sensation came.

He stopped paying attention to the wounds, and told Stafford: "The slurry on them is very corrosive and must not be stained."

While talking, HK416 in his hand fired continuously, blasting two monsters who rushed into the channel again while he was talking.

Stafford looked ugly.

In fact, without Luke's reminder, he noticed.

When Luke shot down two black monsters who rushed into the expedition to catch people, they all spilled a lot of slurry before they died.

Four of them, including the players they captured, have screamed dead.

From the naked eye, these slurries corroded the players' bodies, and the effect was extremely terrifying.

When Luke killed two black monsters behind him, he was splashed with some slurry for a few seconds.

Fortunately for his quick response, most of the monster slurry was avoided by him, but only a few scattered points.

His extraordinary physique, coupled with his ability to heal himself at the elementary level, and his stubborn resistance to the corrosion of the slurry, did not burn through the body like those expeditionary team members.

Because of this, he did not hesitate to cut off the flesh of the right arm with the slurry.

Just don't know, what is the relationship between these black monsters and the three mask creatures just now.

His heart turned electric, and the rifle in his hand kept firing, knocking down four black monsters who came up from the entrance of the channel in succession.

But none of these monsters died immediately, and two of them struggled to retreat.

This time it wasn't his shooting mistakes, but the bullet-proof effect of the monster's head was so strong that even rifle bullets could not be penetrated.

"Magazine," he yelled briefly.

Stafford immediately handed over all his magazines with interest ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ he had found that Luke's marksmanship was extremely accurate.

With only four security threats to the black monster, Luke had a gun alone.

While passing the magazine, he was also commanding the non-combatants to retreat, while letting the security control the firing frequency, aiming and hitting again.

They didn't bring much ammunition down, after all, this was just an adventure mission.

Stafford is not a fool.

Once they were out of ammunition, Luke and them all had to fight the black monster directly.

However, the players killed by the monsters and the players corrupted by the monster's slurry both show that this situation is best not to occur.

Finally, the expedition team members all retreated to the entrance behind them, Luke's pressure was greatly reduced.

Now the black monster can only go around the other end of the channel to launch an attack, and if he wants to rush through the front channel entrance, he will be knocked down.