Chapter 169 Personal Performance Competition

"しゅりゅうだん!" The Japanese who was hit by a grenade shouted and lay on the ground. The earth shook violently, and a ball of fire rose up, covering the most expensive Rolls-Royce in the raging fire.

"You are looking for death!" McCree faintly heard the roar of a pigeon, "Brother Sheng is still in the car! If there is someone, I can't spare you!"

"Sorry, I forgot this when I was excited." The crow turned off Mike, cursed and said a few words of doggy style, shrank and leaned against the wall, avoiding the bullets flying from below.

"Attack, cover me, the enemy has already touched the roof!" Wang Sen shouted loudly to Mike. The pigeon hurriedly raised the Uz submachine gun in his hand and swept the people below. The enemy's revenge came to his face without hesitation. Bullets like rain came overwhelmed, and an orange-red light curtain was weaved in front of him. The pigeon accidentally got bullets on his hands and legs, and blood flowed. He hurriedly pulled out the gauze to wrap the wound. At this time, the two teams of six Fusang bodyguards had touched the platform of the three-story where Wang Sen was, and they picked up the m4 assault rifle in their hand, aimed at Wang Sen without saying a word and pulled the trigger hard.

The bullet flew in a fan shape, and Wang Sen closed his eyes in despair. This time he couldn't escape even if he wanted to!

"Activate the defense cover!" At the critical moment, Rhea took action, and a large amount of spiritual energy sources continued to flow from the head to the whole body. Finally, a thin layer of deep orange protective film was formed on Wang Sen's body, emitting a faint fluorescence. From a distance, it looked like an orange ball of fire.

The bullet flew to Wang Sen and was blocked by the defense cover. There was a violent friction between the bullet and the defense cover. The rotating bullet was quickly heated and finally melted!

"Tick!" A drop of melted bullet fell to the ground and solidified in the blink of an eye, forming a round shot put with bright silver luster. In the blink of an eye, countless bullets fell down and quickly condensed together. A shiny lead plate was piled up under Wang Sen's feet, which was clearly visible.

"Psychic energy consumes 30,000 points!" Rhea wiped the sweat from her forehead, "Master, it's not easy to save your life!"

Wang Sen looked at the lead plate on the ground that was brighter than a mirror in shock. He touched his arms and thighs in disbelief. He found that except for the small hole burned by the tip of his shoe by high temperature, his whole body was not damaged at all!

The six Fusang bodyguards on the opposite side also grew up and looked at all this in a daze. The super powers displayed by the person in front of him were far beyond their imagination. He could actually make the bullets still! Is this person a god-like existence in the legend?

"Below, it's my personal performance match." Wang Sen broke his fingers twice, and a series of crisp cracking sounds came. He raised his sniper rifle and strode to the already scared bodyguard of Fusang, and pulled the neck of the person standing in front, "Go down!"

"Ah!" Yoshino-kun flew out like a leaf, hitting heavily on the hard asphalt road, and blood quickly flowed out.

"It's not flying far enough!" Wang Sen smiled evilly, scaring the remaining four people so much that their calves turned and were about to run. Wang Sen glared at them with contempt and pointed their little finger downstairs. These five people were not stupid, so they obediently walked to the edge of the building, closed their eyes, and beat hard.

"So handsome! You're a flying man!" The crow hiding on the opposite floor clearly saw this scene, couldn't help but scream, and rushed down with a gun.

"It's your turn." Wang Sen looked at the four people lying on the ground and blood flowed. He looked back at Kaya Kosalo who was retreating repeatedly to escape. He took off his sniper rifle and put his head into the crosshair.

Kawaya Kosalo also tried hard. He picked up the m4 assault rifle in his hand, narrowed his eyes and pointed it at Wang Sen's head. Although he saw the bullets spinning around Wang Sen's body with his own eyes, he still stubbornly thought that it was just his temporary illusion.

The muzzles of both guns were aimed at each other, and Wang Sen's eyes were also staring at each other. The red indicator laser on the sniper rifle hit Kaya Kosano's forehead, illuminating a small red dot. Wang Sen's hand slowly pulled the trigger, and Kaya Kosano's hand also grabbed the trigger of the rifle tightly. The air around seemed to be still, leaving only the heavy breathing sound of the two of them.

"Three, two, one!" Wang Sen's eyes blinked inadvertently. In the moment of flash, Wang Sen and Kawaya Kosalam almost pulled the trigger at the same time. A bullet easily drilled into Kawaya Kosalam's head with the sound of a howling wind. It opened a hole the size of a peanut grain in his hard skull, stirring his soft brain mass to pieces, and finally knocked a hole the size of a bowl on the back of his head, leaving.

Kaya Kosalou's gun also fired, and a series of bullets were aimed at Wang Sen's forehead. Wang Sen did not move at all. He knew that he could not escape the bullets.

Kawaya Kosalou's gun finally lost its accuracy. Four bullets flew over Wang Sen's temples, wiping his hair straight into flames. Wang Sen was so scared that he broke out in cold sweat. Fortunately, he didn't move, otherwise his head would have bloomed long ago.

Wang Sen wiped the sweat from his face and strode to the dead body of Xiaosanlang of Huaya. Xiaosanlang fell on his back, and his slender eyes were still wide open unwillingly. Wang Sen brushed his face, closed his eyes, then walked down the stairs and ran towards the battlefield below.

The crow was suppressed by someone behind a trash can, avoiding the flying bullets from time to time. These bodyguards were also afraid of being trapped by the enemy's plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain. They just guarded the car and kept firing bullets everywhere to guard against the enemy's sudden attacks.

Hiroji Ono was sitting in the car, watching the gunfight outside, and was so excited that his face turned red and his neck was thick. The grenade just now was limited in power, but it only blew up the bulletproof glass of the car. World-class brand cars were not so easy to be blown up.

Liu Sheng was also shocked by the grenade. Fortunately, he did not cause any harm to himself. He glanced at Koji Ono beside him. At this time, the old Japanese were pointing fingers in commanding the bodyguards to siege the assassins. It seemed that he was quite skilled in military affairs.

"Bang!" A huge roar of sniper rifle sounded at the end of the alley. Nakamura, as the bodyguard captain, was shocked. Didn't six people destroy this sniper? The sweat on his forehead came down and he hurried to the car window, "Mr. Ono, things are a bit tricky. I hope you stay in the car and don't be injured by the sniper!"

"Nakamura, your security plan is a big mistake. When you go back, you must try your best to reflect!" Ono Koji scolded Nakamura. Nakamura nodded repeatedly and ordered the only seven remaining subordinates to separate two of them against the crow hiding behind the trash can, and the remaining six people searched for the sniper with all their might, and they must capture the assassin and shoot him!

"Baga, won't you expand the search range?" Ono Koji cursed in anger when he saw the fearful look of these subordinates. Nakamura kept saying a word and waved his hand to order his subordinates to start the search work.

"Mr. Ono, your subordinates are a little inferior. If such a sniper met our Tianhesheng people, they would have been killed and met the King of Hell." Liu Sheng lit a cigarette and said in Japanese with a smile. Ono Hiroji was so angry that he hummed, "The young people today are far worse than the Imperial Imperial Army back then!"

"Imperial Imperial Army? I remember something. My second grandfather was killed by your Imperial Army." Liu Shengyouyou said, and Hiroji Ono glared at him, "Liu Sang, I hope you understand that the holy war was for the common prosperity of Greater East Asia. Unfortunately, we failed!"

"But there is an old saying in China that is to pay for the father's debts and sons." Liu Sheng smiled grimly, pulled out a thunder in the palm of his palm from his waist and poked it onto Koji Ono's waist. "Old Japanese, I'm very happy to see the Jingshen toilet and add another ranking!"

"Liu Sang, we have something to say..." Hiroji Ono stood up with a sensation, his head hit the roof of the car. Before he finished speaking, he heard three dull gunshots of "bang bang bang". He fell crookedly on the seat of the car, and blood flowed out, dripping continuously along the cracks of the car, and soon a river of blood flowed out on the ground.

Liu Sheng tore off the tin foil from the cigarette box, hummed a small song, dipped his index finger into Hiroji Ono's blood and wrote Japanese on it, and deliberately trembled his fingers in an attempt to make it more realistic. After writing, he raised the note and threw it at Hiroji Ono's hand. Thinking about it, he grabbed Ono's hand and rubbed it a few times in the pool of blood, scribing two randomly on the tin foil. It felt very realistic. Then he smiled coldly, took out the thunder in the palm of his palm, and shot three times at his left and right arms, which made his tendons and veins break, and the blood creeping, causing his whole body to tremble. He used his strength to pull his neck and shouted, "Help, help!"

Wang Sen heard the crow's voice coming from McCree again. The crow told him that Koji Ono had been killed by him and it was time to withdraw the team now.
Chapter completed!