Super Detective in the Fictional World

Killing the escape killer almost diagonally, Luke's actions were less impatient.

Stuck at the corner of a landscape boulder, a few seconds later a killer rushed out of the corner.

When there was no time to react, she felt dark before her eyes, as if she had entered a cage, her entire face flattened as if she had hit a wall, and the bones on her face also made an unusually crisp click.

Then there is no more.

Seen from the side, after turning over the boulder, the female killer suddenly disappeared into the air like a ninja using stealth on TV.

This world has once again lost a rare elite female killer.

The transparent shadow disappeared into the darkness again and moved to the next target.

Here, Wade spit out the fragrance less and less frequently, replaced by a rapid and heavy gasp.

At the beginning, relying on his uniform and his high-handedness, he suffocated several killers who were anxious to eat hot tofu, which made him proud for a moment.

But when the eighth killer was blown out of his head by his small pistol twenty-five meters away, no one of these killers took the initiative to approach his 50-meter danger zone.

Wade's short-range variable-speed sprint, coupled with a pistol close to 50% hit rate within twenty or thirty meters, the success rate of this violent killing method is scary enough.

Almost all of the dead killers were killed by him in this way.

As soon as the killer was cautious, Wade was uncomfortable.

The other side completely bullied him by relying on the rifle range, and did not engage in close combat with him at all.

In a way, he also repeats the same mistakes that lawyer Ma made that night.

Although the range of his two guns was a little longer, the 40-meter-long knife was the top one, and he could not hit the enemy who was necessarily 50 meters away.

The long sword of Wade's useless land was inserted back to his back early, and the pistol could only suppress the fire, almost losing the room for counterattack.

Fortunately, in the plan of the auxiliary system, he was repeatedly asked to bring at least twenty magazines at the beginning.

On the belt of the V-shirt, the original flying knife socket has become a magazine socket.

Wade looked at the five million purchases and took his fate.

He usually does missions and has very few five magazines, but now he can only be glad that he still has so many bullets.

Although it was impossible to kill the opponent, but even the pistol could not be fired, his longest attack method was a double-knife less than two meters long, making it difficult to escape.

It's not an hour now, and the remaining 2.5 million rewards are definitely not going to work.

Why not bring a rifle?

Because the auxiliary system forbids him to bring a rifle, or a machine gun rocket launcher or something like pineapple.

Luke gave Wade such a life-saving artifact as the V-shirt, how could he allow him to use these big killers, wouldn't it be to grab experience points with himself!

This guy just can't die, it should be a little bitter.

Why do n’t suffer, make five million!

Wade struggled into a service area made up of bungalows, and contracted in a room before panting, not forgetting to curse: "A group of neuroses, it is not easy to die, I have the ability to single out with me!"

With that, he could not help groping his hands all over his body.

He has aching hands and feet, and even worse, his back is hurting everywhere.

With his fighting consciousness, of course, he will try his best to transfer the attack point to the part where the back body resists.

After all, the pain in his limbs will greatly affect his shooting and movement. Although his back hurts as much as it does, it is still tolerable.

More importantly, Wade didn't plan to let the front half of his body greet the bullets.

Hitting the chest and abdomen is the last thing to do. If he hits the fatal point below the lower abdomen, he will have to kneel on the ground, even if his uniform is bulletproof.

After all, the strongest Mr. Wade's "vitals" are strong, but their strengths are not in their resistance.

He murmured frantically, and he muttered again, "Is Vanessa free from phobia? My back must not look like a dalmatian now."

At this moment, a cheerful reminder of "sponge baby" sounded in his headset: "Octopus, you have five seconds to transfer, otherwise you will be surrounded."

Wade crawled to the back door, opened the door and ran out, not forgetting to ask, "What time is it now?"

"7:15:27, 28 seconds." "Spongebaby" immediately timed.

Wade has a toothache: "Isn't that a quarter?"

His and V's commission was one hour, starting at seven and ending at eight.

In just fifteen minutes, he felt like he couldn't keep up.

It's not that his strength is poor, but the task limitation is quite painful. He can't use a wide range of weapons to set traps, and can't directly disengage.

Otherwise, Wade can completely lead them into a trap, a wave of A dropped most of his opponents, or after a crazy breakout, and then turn around to kill these guys one by one.

As long as they kill more than half of them, the remaining guys won't be mad.

Wade's idea is indeed good, but unfortunately someone who pays does not want him to grab too many heads.

He was the moving target pushed out tonight.

At this time, "sponge baby" suddenly said: "Octopus, you have a new message, please pay attention to check it."

Wade: "Faike! What a ghost letter ... wait, open it."

SpongeBob: "Octopus, please follow the following route to get out of combat completely, and the commission can be deemed to end early.-V."

Wade: "what?"

How about an hour? It only took him fifteen minutes to leave, and it was too despising!

Well, forget it, let's go! Anyway, the customer himself said that the commission was completed.

He's all over his body now, almost all the pain except the key points, it really can not stand.

Looking at the route projected by the auxiliary system, he decisively started to slip away.

This route is not a simple line, the assistant system is always reminding him to adjust his speed and direction.

Wade wasn't stupid, and he quickly realized why.

When he was operating on this tortuous line ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ many killers around him had been attracted to a fan area.

Compared with the sesame-like distribution on the cake, it should be ... easier to wipe out?

However, in the process of pulling the position of the killer group, he hit another seven or eight shots again and wounded.

Wade couldn't wait too much, trying to put the most fleshy part behind him in the direction of the bullet.

It felt as refreshing as repeated intramuscular injections, or the frequency at which the last needle was not pulled out, and the next needle was inserted, but he still resisted the pain and stubbornly advanced.

Here, Luke watched Wade almost escaping from the battlefield, approaching Wade near the escape route, and couldn't help but sigh again: "Sorry, you all have to die today."

As long as these killers go out alive for two or three, the big news that V is crawled all over the floor will be legendary just like this war.

Although V is only a vest, Luke felt that he would commit a mental cleanliness when he thought of the "big name" that kept V beating high on the back.