Group Destruction

suddenly.

Lu Chuang let go of his grip on the handlebars of the motorcycle, raised his pistol, and swung his arms and wrists violently.

boom! boom!

Two gunshots sounded as if at the same time.

The gun muzzle released a lot of gunpowder smoke under the slow motion of slow motion, and the bullets sprayed out from the barrel, stirring up white sound lines.

With the high-speed rotation of the bullets, the original straight trajectory of the two bullets gradually deviated. They drew an exaggerated arc in mid-air and directly bypassed the car body, entered the throat of a strong man, and then came out from behind the neck.

With undiminished momentum, the bullet penetrated into the heart of another strong man again.

"Puff puff puff..."

With the sound of bullets entering the flesh, four strong men fell to the ground at the same time.

The gangsters were stunned, looking at the corpse in astonishment, as if they saw a ghost.

"Where did the bullet come from?"

They hid behind the bunker, and it stands to reason that it is impossible for the bullet to hit their position.

And there were only two shots, why did four die?

Too many doubts lingered in the minds of the gangsters, but Lu Chuang didn't give them time to think. The pistols rang out more intensively in an instant. took their lives.

"Fire!!"

Such an unreasonable scene made the gangsters panic.

They roared and held the automatic rifles with trembling hands, and began to shoot flames at Lu Chuang.

Lu Chuang didn't have the slightest intention to stop, and the motorcycle nimbly shuttled between the hail of bullets!

With the help of bullet time, the bullets always pass by the motorcycle at a distance of a few millimeters, and the bullets that cannot be dodged are directly intercepted by Lu Chuang in mid-air.

It's just that in the eyes of the gangsters, the bullets seemed to be deliberately avoiding the motorcycles. With so many automatic rifles firing at the same time, none of the bullets could successfully hit the target during the whole process. Huge amounts of motorcycles!

Immediately, the gunshots became more and more frantic!

Da da da da da da! !

In the fierce gunshots, from time to time, there were crisp and exciting bullet collision sounds.

Lu Chuang's operation can be described as extremely subtle. The moment the last bullet escaped from the barrel, the magazine slid out, and a new magazine was connected at the same time. The gunshots sounded almost seamlessly. Full of flowing beauty.

The surge of adrenaline has greatly strengthened Lu Chuang's physical fitness, making the recoil of the pistol almost equal to zero, and continuous shooting will not affect the precision of each bullet.

Frank in the back seat stared wide-eyed at what happened in front of him,

Frank saw Lu Chuang's movements more clearly from the back seat than the gangsters.

Crisp and neat, yet casual.

It seems that every shot is the result of precise calculations, full of self-confidence and unthinkable marksmanship, Lu Chuang suppressed more than a dozen automatic rifles with a single pistol, and let the navy Frank, who was born in the Marine Corps, was stunned.

Who can tell him, is such a thing as bullet turning really scientific?

What is the principle?

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"Monster, this is a monster..."

Seeing the companions who fell one after another and the motorcycles getting closer and closer, the remaining gangsters were completely terrified.

No matter how they shot, the motorcycle was still unscathed, and the bullets were all empty without exception.

While they were hiding behind the bunker, those damned bullets could always find their exact location and take away the lives of their companions one by one.

Every time a companion falls, it will leave huge amounts of haze in their hearts. This feeling is like a knife on their necks, and the constant threat of death is crushing their willpower.

The gangsters have long forgotten about the bullshit catch order.

They squeezed the trigger tightly with their fingers, and shot ferociously at Lu Chuang, just hoping that one bullet could hit this terrifying monster.

At this moment, the motorcycle was less than 20 meters away from the intersection.

The originally scattered bullets gradually became denser and almost covered the road ahead of the motorcycle.

Lu Chuang didn't panic, and seemingly casually raised his hand and shot to the right.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the billboard of the street shop suddenly fell to the ground, making a loud noise.

The billboard just fell on the trash can on the side of the street, forming a slope.

The motorcycle exploded with a dull roar, and rushed to the street. The tires grabbed the billboard tightly, and with a strong inertial force, it suddenly flew into the air, flying over the heads of all the gangsters.

boom! boom! boom! boom!

Lu Chuang swung his arm in mid-air, and pulled the trigger with his fingers continuously.

Several bullets came out of the chamber, hitting the gangsters' bodies in a strange C shape from high to low. Before the motorcycle landed, all the bullets in the magazine had been fired.

"Boom!"

The motorcycle landed on the ground and let out a low growl, and the gangsters behind were shot and fell to the ground at the same time.

This time there was no obstruction from the convoy, the motorcycle continued to run towards the distance, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

This seemingly long shootout actually took only a dozen seconds.

Four jeeps arrived late, and the remaining gangsters got out.

There was a dead silence.

The strong smell of gunpowder smoke still lingered in the air. The gangsters looked at the massacred corpses all over the ground, cold sweat couldn't help rolling down their faces, and some even trembled uncontrollably.

Everyone's heart felt a little cold.

So many armed forces intercepted, but they were directly wiped out by two people!

Is this still human?