Chapter 61

A concrete staircase with a maximum of 24 knots, the silk thread pulled in the corridor is like an intricate complex. However, there is a relatively large gap in the entry part. The most difficult part to cross is the part that is turned back in the middle. Then there are fewer mine traps at the exit position.

The back-binding spirit is deliberately designed to attract Shenming to enter and launch an assault after it reaches the interior.

His hidden camera is hidden in a cement stone gap, the size of which is like a cotton swab, and it is attached to the lens with a filter of the same color of cement to avoid reflections.

At this time, the back bound spirit, who had been squatting in front of the corridor on the second floor, but behind a cement column just 20 meters away, was looking at the display on his wrist, watching the scene of Shenming flashing across the corridor with a flashlight, and once he began to try to enter This is the beginning of the hunt.

Leaning against the concrete wall outside the corridor of this building, the slowness will slow down, leaving the whole body soft like a sponge. With his eyes closed, he outlines the three-dimensional graphics in the corridor and the location of all mines. The pulling angle of the silk thread is accurate to the millimeter.

These, he only looked at it for 2 seconds, but he knew it. The Binding Spirit knows the strength of the nirvana, but it does not know that the nirvana is divided into nirvana and nirvana. Nirvana is a group of people who are tempered, forged, and immature during the period of nirvana, dancing in hell; Nirvana returned from **** to complete their nirvana period.

Only the best nirvana can be transformed into the ultimate nirvana, and Shenming is the best.

In just 15 seconds, Shen Ming outlined a way through the thunder array in 3 seconds in his head, but he didn't take the shot immediately, but let the guardian hunter start to wonder. Maybe he changed his way? Maybe he's coming up from somewhere else?

At 30 seconds, Doubt's doubts rose to the limit, his eyes evacuated from the display on his wrist, and the raised hk417 instinctively aimed at the edge of the building next to him.

At this same moment, Shen Ming opened his eyes, suddenly turned and rushed into the corridor. Only the first step was on the steps. The body flew off the ground as if entering zero-gravity space. Time was paused for him, and the world was He stopped, this is a deep stage. In the invisible dark corridor, his feet step on the pre-selected wall with millimeters as the unit of measurement, in exchange for the anti-support force in units of 0.1 cattle, allowing the body to stand Fly back and forth on the established trajectory,

The soft body bones, contracted and deformed, just penetrated through the intricate silk threads, and the only slight breeze that made these silk threads swayed.

The 13-step conversion, Shen Ming did not land at all, it only took 3 seconds to appear in the corridor of the second floor. Behind the post, the back-binding spirit and Shen Ming raised their guns and aimed at each other at the same time, but Shen Ming quickly pulled the trigger.

"Boo! Boo!" Two bullets, one hit the gap in the ceramic piece of the ceramic body armor of the back bound spirit, and one hit the right eye of the back bound spirit.

Unfortunately, not only the bullet in the chest did not penetrate, but even the bullet hitting the right eye fell because only the back binding spirit had been armed to the teeth at the moment, not only was the body equipped with rebound props, but also the latest US military The beast g2 type bullet-proof helmet, the helmet part can resist the assault rifle shot of 7.62 mm caliber, the bullet-proof mask can resist the spot fire, the most vulnerable is the transparent goggles part, but with the power of the deep small revolver, it is not left on it A trace of fine spider webs.

"Hmm ..." Shen Ming missed the Nirvana Walker a little bit. At least that time, his opponents would not usually dress like Iron Man. Even if they were dressed like this, he could use the most heartbroken weapons to beat them into Scrap iron will not be as embarrassed as it is now.

"You're done? It's my turn!" Back bound spirit pulled down the trigger of hk417, and the fully automatic killing machine started roaring. The recoil of the steel core armor-piercing projectile shook the horse's back restraint and moved flat. The unbroken fire in front of the muzzle illuminated the black floor.

Shen Ming didn't even have a chance to fight back. Before the guy pulled the trigger, he turned and ran to the nearest post. The roaring armor-piercing bullet penetrated the concrete wall of the corridor behind him like a tofu, hitting Ben quietly and asleep. Mines.

boom! boom! boom! Explosive gas waves spewed out of the corridor, the air waves impacted Shen Ming and almost flew off the ground, but still forced the body to continue to run towards the pillars.

Before the barrage that came after tearing him apart, he finally stepped into the visual dead end of the back bound spirit. But that was just the dead end of deep fantasy.

"Come out! Nirvana hybrid! Come out and kill me!" Back bound spirit growled and continued to pull the trigger, the armor-piercing bullet hit the cement load-bearing column continuously, and even the steel bars inside were interrupted by bullets. Was exposed to the air, the shell was scattered under the foot of the back bound spirit, and the hot smoke was released, venting his anger.

Lying on the ground, Shen Ming, who was buried alive by the debris, looked down at his abdomen, a small piece of steel bars inserted into it, and the blood stained the red t-shirt. Shen Ming pulled out the steel bars expressionlessly, and wrapped the entire abdomen with scotch tape that he carried around.

"Speak, Shenming. Are you dead?" As the back bound spirit walked towards this column, 5 consecutive bursts of fire shot the already broken column.

When another bomb shell bounced on the concrete floor 8 meters away, Shen Ming suddenly rose up from the ground like a corpse, and aimed at the back bound spirit through the gap in the steel bar. Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! Within 1 second, all four bullets hit the edge of the ceramic piece on his chest. Even the strongest bulletproof equipment, the more guns, still hurt.

Back binding spirit was beaten back two steps in a row, raised his muzzle flat, "Go to death!" When he pulled the trigger, he found that the drum had shot empty.

After all, he is not accustomed to using a firearm to kill the enemy directly. In addition to having good shooting skills, his knowledge of firearms can only be regarded as ordinary. It has not risen to the point where the number of bullets can be confirmed through physical sense. Shen Ming used the sound of guns to calculate how many bullets he fired?

The Shenming jumping from the ground just opened the magazine of the left wheel, and used the centrifugal force to toss the cartridge shell out. When he turned and came out from behind the pillar to aim, the new bullet closed the runner in the spinning magazine. .

It's too late to change the drums, and Back Bonding took out the handy usp semi-automatic pistol. Snapped! Snapped! He and Shen Ming shot at each other. The two gunners shot at a distance of less than 10 meters. Shen Ming completely occupied the initiative. Each bullet could hit the back of the soul and cause pain. His shooting was exhausted by heavy movement and dodge.

I know that the pistol is not entangled with the back-binding spirit that shoots badly. He moved a patio beside him and grabbed an extended rope. He interrupted the fixing device at the top with a shot, and he was like an acceleration. Rocket was pulled to the 5th floor. And pulling him up were three anti-tank mines tied together.

After Shen Ming hid his eyes quickly and hid behind an upright column, the loud noise caused the fire to blow out from the side of the second floor, and the ground was burnt black. Fortunately, this rotten tailgate is only a rotten tail, not a tofu dregs project, otherwise such a gameplay would have collapsed long ago.

"Well, change your posture and do it again." Shen Ming stood up with a sigh, continued to change ammunition, and walked towards the corridor that was not bombed.

"I want to kill you, I must kill you!" On the 5th floor, the back bound spirit sat on the ground and replaced the new drum, his hands were shaking, his face under the helmet was covered with sweat, and oil paint And blood. His anger, grief, and fear are mixed, and he is not facing an environment that his level of killer can handle.

Shen Ming found him again like a demon, and shot him with a toy-like 05-type revolver without any chance. The back-binding spirit still poured the armor-piercing shell in the drum, and swept through the mechanical sight. Rugged, concrete walls, load-bearing columns, steel bars, and floors, none of which can withstand such impacts.

But why the bullet just can't catch up with the figure of Shen Ming, it is clear that the muzzle is so close to him, as if his body has a magnetic field, and all those deadly bullets are ejected. Is this magic? Is the forbidden spell used by the Nirvana?

Shen Ming will never tell the back-bound spirit that he is old. Maybe he was a good killer and also diligent in exercise, but years have dragged him down to the top.

The old man's body is not enough to support him in pursuit of a flexible target while wearing such heavy armor, carrying several drums, and lifting 20 kilograms of firearms flat.

The closer the distance is, Shen Shen only moved 2 steps, the muzzle must be rotated and dispatched 60 degrees to catch up with him, and if the distance between the two is 200 meters, this rotation will not exceed 1 degree.

Shen Ming uses attrition warfare, consuming ammunition of the back bound spirit, as well as his physical and mental strength. The treacherous back-binding spirit left an upward evacuation channel on each floor, and Shen Ming evacuated upwards while fighting.

Until he came all the way to the roof of this rotten tail floor, the back-binding spirit was so tired that he could not even breathe under the helmet. He threw the mask aside and gasped in a big mouth. Xiao Yi, who was **** behind her head, was pulled and stood at the exit directly opposite the corridor. The scrapped hk471 was thrown away, and the back restrained spirit only held the back of Xiao Yi with a pistol.

Xiao Yi didn't know what the murderous killer had experienced, but it must have been a nightmare that people did not want to remember. Just by feeling the trembling of the muzzle through the back of the brain, he knew that Shen Ming had played the devil again. Incarnation.

"Women, are you nervous?" Back Binding Ling relieved his excited heartbeat by speaking.

"Not at all, because he is here." Xiao Yi smiled.

"It seems you like him very much, that's okay, I'll send you two to **** right away." Bei Huiling's blood-stained face grinned.

"You must have forgotten ... he crawled back from hell."

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