Supreme Psychic Power - Chapter 253 Kill with one blow

Ten minutes have passed, and the heartbeat detector is still silent. Vasily began to doubt what kind of person his opponent was, or whether he was a human being. He could not place a living person there as bait, because

The temperature is now minus 35 degrees Celsius. In this kind of weather, it can freeze it several times in just ten minutes. So, what kind of creature is this bait with intermittent heartbeat?

Twenty minutes.

Vasily doubted whether there was something wrong with the heartbeat detector. He knocked his finger uneasyly. The weather was too cold and he couldn't bear it anymore. The heartbeat detector was still full of blue light, without any life signals. He felt that if he had gone again,

If you continue to waste this, you will be frozen to death before the enemy appears.

Vasily decided to move. As soon as he leaned his eyes against the mirror, the heartbeat detector suddenly lit up. Vasily's eyes immediately captured this unusual signal. Almost at the same time, his fingers buckled violently.

He moved the trigger. While he pressed his finger, he heard an extremely brief gunshot.

"Bang!" The bullet drilled into Vasily's eyes from the mirror, shattering his beautiful sky-blue eyeball, like breaking a piece of glass, and then rolled into a hole in the back of his head, bringing out a

The splashing blood sprinkled on the white snow was particularly dazzling.

Wang Sen's shoulder was hit by a sniper rifle, and blood slowly flowed out along the wound. Wang Sen looked at the dark brown blood flowing out of the wound, but could not feel any pain. Perhaps, his nerves were numb from the cold.

Bar!

The heartbeat quickly accelerated, and the blood in the whole body also boiled, transporting oxygen and energy. The pain on the shoulder became clearer and clearer. Wang Sen grinned and began to repair the psychic energy.

The sound of the sniper rifle was deafening, and the enemies on the dock also heard it. They rushed over from all directions and surrounded Wang Sen. Wang Sen turned slightly, narrowed his eyes and aimed accurately, and shouted slogans at the group.

The miscellaneous fish shot one after another, which was more satisfying than killing ducks.

After Wang Sen scored a magazine, the enemy who rushed over was almost dead. He let out a long breath and bent over to run towards the dock. There were a large number of containers as cover, which was better than himself in the snow on the flat hills.

Be a living target.

Accompanied by the brisk gunshots of an94, Wang Sen killed two more Russians. Lao Lang came over from somewhere and met Wang Sen. Both of them raised their guns and took a breath after seeing each other clearly.

Lao Lang patted Wang Sen on the shoulder and pointed to the dead body on the snow behind him, "The marksmanship is really good."

"It's just average." Wang Sen changed into magazines, alternately covered with Lao Lang, and entered a complex container group.

Andrev is becoming more and more upset now. He didn't expect that these two Chinese people would cause such great trouble to him. Not only did he kill his subordinates in his 40s, but he also sniped his killer weapon-

—Sniper Vasily, he picked up the phone and shouted, ordering the remaining thirty people to protect the dock and never let these two annoying guys come in.

A long whistle sound came from the dock. A huge 100,000-level cargo ship drove over the sea and slowly stopped on the dock. The gangway was lowered on the boat, and several people wearing thick down jackets rushed to the dock in a speedboat.

Come on.

The speedboat soon arrived at the dock and walked out of the boat three black Africans with black bodies and only white teeth. Andrev subconsciously rolled up his sleeves and looked at his skin, and then looked at the black man in front of him.

His face nodded with deep consent.

"Hello, my friend." The black man spoke first, and his fluent English made Andrev eat a pound, "I am Ajiyar Marco, and I made a special trip from the distant Samibia.

I hope our cooperation will be very pleasant when I come here.”

"Anatoly Andrev, welcome you to the cold and beautiful Far East." Andrev also replied in half-baked English. Marco nodded, revealing his white teeth, setting off the black skin

The bottom is particularly conspicuous.

"My friend, where are our goods?" Marco said straight to the point, Andrev just smiled, "I want to see what I want."

"Okay, I hope you can fulfill our promise." Marco said and called two men, carrying a huge suitcase. After opening it, there were neatly sized dollars inside. Andlev grabbed it.

Yipai looked at it and nodded with satisfaction, "It's not a continuous number, have you washed it?"

"In Macau." Marco laughed, "It's time to meet our little beauty."

"Of course." Andrev asked his men to put away the box and walked towards the red container with Marco.

The door of the container has been opened, and the inside is neatly marked with wooden boxes. Marco pulled out one, took the crowbar, twisted the sealed iron bar on it, opened the wooden box, and there were oil cloth inside.

The wrapped ak47 assault rifle exudes a smell of gun oil.

"The best goods were made from the national arms reserve." Andrev picked up a gun and skillfully dismantled it into parts. "The parts are brand new and no one has ever touched them."

"I like weapons like this. They are simple, rough and powerful." Marco picked up a gun, narrowed his eyes and gestured twice, smiled with his thick lips, and hit Andrev with a striking attack.

Palm, "Trade! Closing the box and loading the ship!"

The crane on the dock slowly moved, lifting the heavy container, and then the crane drew a semicircle in the air and placed the container firmly on the freighter. If the container crossed the side of the ship, it means that the transaction has been completed.

"Someone!" Suddenly, the members of the battle axe on the dock suddenly found a light flashing in front of their eyes, and the black shadow was shining, and the gunshot broke the temporary tranquility. Whether it was Andrev or Marco, they were in their hearts.

They were all shocked. Could it be that another conspiracy of black-feeding people broke out?

"Escape!" Lao Lang showed his left wrist, pressed the spy watch on his wrist, and a steel cable with a thick refill popped out from the watch. The small three-edged hook made of fine steel easily pierced the thin container

The iron sheet was firmly attached to it like a magnet, hanging up the entire body of Lao Lang.

Wang Sen jumped, grabbed Lao Lang's ankle in the air, held a gun in one hand, and fired repeatedly at the members of the tomahawk below. The two sides launched a fierce gun battle in the air. During the gun battle, Lao Lang also freed up.

With one hand, he held a snatched Strickkin automatic pistol and fired at the pursuers below.

"Stop the crane!" Marco looked at the two figures hanging in the air in the darkness and shouted anxiously. Andrev just smiled, "Mr. Marco, I believe you can handle these two people completely.

Yes, if they are knocked down now, it will stain this ocean and cause us unnecessary trouble."

"But they will cause us trouble!" Marco replied angrily, pulled out an m1911 pistol from his waist, and shot three shots at Wang Sen's figure. The figure in the air suddenly turned around.

A flash of fire, and with a bang, a bullet flew over to Marco's scalp and hit the steel plate of the container behind him, scaring him so much that his soul flew away.

"Oh God! This is the trouble you have caused me!" Marco immediately ordered everyone to rush back to the freighter, and at the same time, he used a walkie-talkie to order the armed personnel left behind on the freighter to kill the two airmen at all costs.

Otherwise, it will cause us endless trouble.

The container slowly approached the freighter, and Marco fired all the bullets in the pistol in the air. He knew that once the container landed on the deck, it would be his business to eliminate these two people. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but stare in angrily.

He glanced at Andrev, damn Russians, this must be their conspiracy!

Andrev leaned on his chin and looked at Wang Sen and Lao Lang hanging in the air, and smiled slightly. These two people were extremely difficult to deal with. Since they wanted to escape by boat, it would be better to let them live. Anyway, these black people were too

I will never let them go. It would be better if I could just kill them by others, so that I could also give Tang Ziqiang an explanation.

Thinking of this, he waved his hand to his subordinates and ordered them to stop shooting. His subordinates put down their rifles in disappointment and watched the two undead devils step by step onto the deck of the freighter as the container stepped onto the deck of the freighter.

"Three, two, one jump!" Lao Lan shouted, pulled down his left wrist hard, and the steel cable retracted with a whoosh, and put it into his watch. Lao Lang threw away his pistol, pulled out the ak sting from his trouser legs, and rushed to Wang Sen.

After making a gesture, the two of them walked around the bow from two directions.

There are many people standing on the bow of the boat now, most of which are black men holding guns. Wang Sen was lying behind the container. Seeing that they were crowded, he couldn't help but frown, and reached out to take out the bottle of vodka from his backpack. He looked right.

He threw it in the direction, and while throwing the bottle out, he raised the an94 in his hand, and saw that the bottle had flew to the enemy's head and pulled the trigger decisively.

"Bang!" The bullets flew out roaringly and collided with the bottle of liquor in mid-air. The bottle was smashed to pieces. The heat generated by the friction between the bullets flying at high speed and the air instantly ignited the alcohol. With a bang, the bottle was shattered in mid-air.

All the alcohol turned into a big fire, falling from the sky like a rain of fire, burning these black people to cry and flee in all directions.

"Good job!" Through the container, Lao Lang gave Wang Sen a thumbs up. Wang Sen smiled, walked quickly with his waist and walked quickly, ran to the stairs leading to the cabin, and cut off his neck at Lao Lang.

Gesture means not to let go of any one.

Lao Lang shook his head and rushed down the stairs in front of Wang Sen. Wang Sen was guarding the entrance vigilantly. Two crisp screams and hissing sounds of cutting his neck. After a minute,

A crisp bird cry came from the stairs. Wang Sen knew that Lao Lang had succeeded, so he went down the stairs with confidence and searched the cargo ship's cabin.

"Did all these people hide?" Wang Sen raised his waist and raised his gun in front. Lao Lang broke the back behind. The two of them alternately covered the cover and walked towards the depths of the cabin step by step. Lao Lang made a gesture of silence.
Chapter completed!