Thriller: I created an alien asylum

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out.

It exploded like thunder.

As if it was a danger signal, everyone around him screamed in panic and pushed to flee the area.

A member of the Blood Feast was trembling, holding a gun tightly in his hand, with the muzzle pointed at Bai Zuo.

Apparently, he accidentally pulled the trigger due to excessive nervousness after seeing Bai Zuo.

The second-in-command who abandoned his men and ran away alone couldn't help but curse in a low voice when he heard the gunshots coming from behind.

However, at this moment, he had no intention of scolding the subordinate who fired the gun. He only had one thought in his mind - escape from this place quickly!

The second-in-command ran as fast as he could. He didn't dare to look back, for fear that the devil would be chasing him right now.

When the other subordinates saw their brother shooting the man, their faces suddenly lit up with joy.

With such a short distance, there is absolutely no possibility of missing.

But the man who fired the shot did not show any joy.

Because he saw that the bullet that was fired did not hit Bai Zuo as expected, his heart was filled with shock and confusion.

The bullet hovered strangely about ten centimeters in front of Bai Zuo's body.

The bullet smoked and made a sizzling sound. Invisible to everyone, transparent and invisible spider threads blocked Bai Zuo's front, holding the inserted bullet firmly. stuck to the spider web.

Even bullets that can easily penetrate steel cannot cause any damage to the seemingly slender spider silk that breaks at a touch.

The unimaginable, unimaginable, and unbelievable scene before him was far beyond his cognitive scope.

His mind went blank, and his whole person seemed to be frozen, completely losing the ability to think and act.

When Bai Zuo on the side saw this, he raised the corner of his mouth slightly, sneered, raised his hand elegantly, and gently flicked the bullet.

With a crisp "ding" sound, the bullet fell straight to the ground as if it had lost its support.

He then walked towards the man who fired the gun.

The man stood there like a sculpture, motionless, letting Bai Zuo approach step by step.

Bai Zuo walked slowly in front of him, and when he stopped, he was only about a punch away from the muzzle of the gun. Those dark, deep eyes without a trace of light stared at him closely.

Bai Zuo stretched out his hand and easily grasped the gun in his hand with his fingers. He moved the muzzle of the gun and pointed it at the center of his eyebrows. He lowered his voice and chuckled: "Here, shoot again."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man seemed to be bewitched by a devil. He moved his fingers slightly and pulled the trigger expressionlessly.

"boom!"

The bullet stopped abruptly just one centimeter away from Bai Zuo's forehead. This short one centimeter seemed to be an insurmountable gap, and it was difficult to touch Bai Zuo no matter what.

"Scared...scared..." The man looked at Bai Zuo in horror.

The strange and abnormal scene in front of him was extremely stimulating, causing his already sluggish and stiff brain to completely stop rotating. In his extreme panic, he could only make intermittent, hoarse and broken sounds from his throat.

He didn't even know when he let go.

The pistol belt fell and fell into Bai Zuo's hands.

Bai turned the gun around and held the pistol in his hand. Then, he pointed the gun at the member of the Blood Feast in front of him.

"goodbye."

Bang, the gunshot rang out and penetrated the man's head instantly.

And he obviously doesn't have the unpredictable means to resist bullets with his body.

As a result, the unconscious body could only fall backwards and fall to the ground.

Blood spattered onto Bai Zuo's face, but he didn't care at all.

Instead, he raised a morbid smile and looked at the Blood Feast members who were stunned there: "Next, it's your turn."

The caravan captain finally came to his senses after being stunned for a long time. He suddenly collapsed on the ground, "Killing! Killing!"

He backed up repeatedly and crawled away from the scene in embarrassment.

Those women who had been following Bai Zuo at a distance and had not given up yet, when they saw Bai Zuo being threatened and shot, they thought Bai Zuo was in trouble and wanted to rush over to save him.

Maybe, after saving Bai Zuo with all his strength, he can turn around and live a good life?

As a result, as soon as they rushed over, they saw Bai Zuo snatching someone else's weapon and sending the other person to the sky with his backhand.

This decisive and killing temperament made them stop immediately, hesitating and not daring to step forward.

A huge black gap lay between them. At this moment, they clearly realized that they were completely different.

Regardless of status or cognition.

Those subordinates couldn't believe it. Is this person in front of them a devil? Can people really do this?

"Open, shoot!"

They attacked Bai Zuo frantically.

The sound of gunfire was deafening.

However, no matter how they attacked, the bullets all stopped when they approached the boy.

It was as if something was protecting the young man tightly. No matter how they attacked, they could not harm him at all.

They are increasingly desperate.

At the same time, they finally understood why their boss abandoned them and ran away without looking back. Facing such a monster, they had no way to defeat him.

In their terrified stares.

Bai Zuo raised his gun without hesitation, pointing the black muzzle at them.

Gunfire kept spitting out.

That handsome young man had turned into the god of death from hell at this moment.

Every time a shot is fired, a fresh life will be ruthlessly taken away.

Blood splattered everywhere and screams continued.

This cruel scene, like a scene from hell, unfolded before my eyes.

"Haha, how sad, the garbage, they don't even have the value of being used as waste."

Bai Zuo's expression was gloomy, mixed with a hint of madness, as if he had been immersed in killing.

moment.

He stood in a pool of blood.

His body was covered with the blood of his enemies.

There was no one alive around him.

Lying around were the corpses of Blood Feast members.

He pulled the trigger again, but the muzzle made a clicking sound. The bullet in the gun had been empty.

Bai let go of his left hand and threw it into a pool of blood.

He left this place without looking back.

The girls covered their mouths and supported each other unsteadily.

Their frightened eyes were filled with fear and tears.

They have lost the courage to follow.

That young man was not at all the young master they imagined from a large gathering place.

He is more like a ruthless killer.

Not someone they can mess with.

Bai Zuo looked at the traces left at the scene and quickly analyzed the direction of the second-in-command's escape through those traces.

He stepped on it again, following the traces.