"Fire!"

Mary shouted to her stunned companions.

"Haha, you don't think you can kill me, do you? Now... let you see the difference in power." Soth said coldly.

South raised the rifle, aimed it at his own hand, and then he fired!

The bullets in the firelight hit his hand, and then seemed to be controlled by an invisible force to change their trajectory, flying towards the crowd in an extremely tortuous flight curve.

Each bullet reflected back seems to have its own consciousness. They know their destination, accurately drill into a person's skull, roll around in the brain, and stir the brain into a shapeless paste.

The workers also fired, and Soos took out an iron plate as high as a person from behind and blocked it in front of him. Only his head was exposed. He spread his palm slightly, blocked it in front of his face, and shot him in the head.

All the bullets were blocked by his palms.

The bullet that was blocked immediately switched sides, turned around at a weird angle and shot directly at the crowd!

"This iron plate was dismantled from where I live. It is five centimeters thick and has very good hardness. Is it difficult for the rifle in your hand to penetrate it?" Soth said with a smile.

And his massacre continues.

He hardly needs to fight back, just those few iron plates and his hands are enough to wipe out everyone here!

Mary's face turned pale, and her good attitude just now was gone.

This is nothing short of a monster!

With this guy here, how can they win?

Mary's lips trembled slightly as she looked at the other party, listening to the screams echoing over the workshop, mixed with the roar of the tracks running in the workshop.

The bullets fired by the workers failed to penetrate the enemy's body, but instead flew back and penetrated their brains.

People kept falling down. This strange scene frightened them to death, and soon the gunfire stopped... No one dared to continue shooting.

They looked at Soth who was hiding behind the iron plate with the eyes of a monster. Soth's sight passed through the narrow gap between his fingers and took in the expressions of this group of people.

"Hmph! Domestic pigs should look like domestic pigs. If they were obedient, they could save their lives. I had no interest in killing livestock like you, but who told you to cause trouble for me?"

South took out his pistol and shot at his palm. Each gunshot meant the death of a person. People fell one after another. The living people screamed, but death only lasted for a moment of silence.

Mary watched them flee in all directions, and the fighting spirit she had finally accumulated collapsed in the face of the absolute power!

"Damn it! It can't be like this...it can't be like this." Mary gritted her teeth. She was the one who wanted to leave here.

Although the opponent's hand covered most of his face, there was still a gap. As long as she shot accurately enough, she could hurt him.

Mary raised her pistol and took aim. She was very confident in her shooting skills. If she was only allowed to shoot her head, she would definitely say confidently "I can definitely hit it", but it would be difficult for her to hit an area the size of a coin.

And headshots speak for themselves.

What she had in her hand was just a pistol, and the bullets fired from the pistol had certain deviations.

Hold your breath, block out all surrounding information, block out the screams and the sounds of workers running away, and blur the outer circle of your vision, leaving only an area the size of a coin.

Through that place, she could see the opponent's cheekbones. If the bullet could penetrate there, she could kill him with one hit.

"Calm down, like that time," Mary said.

Her spirit entered a state of selflessness, and the tip of her nose seemed to smell the smell of earth and grass. It was a simple and comfortable smell emitted by the moist earth after the rain. The target in front of her became a

The little white rabbit was eating alertly. Its red eyes the size of coins were blinking. It raised its neck and observed its surroundings.

A pair of rough hands held her delicate little hand, and her grandfather's kind voice came to her ears - "Mary, have you seen that little rabbit? Imagine that the barrel of the gun is your hand, and you want to touch it, so

The barrel of the gun is extended...extended...can you touch it quickly? Very good, press it down with your finger."

"boom!"

The gunshot rang out, and the bullet crossed a distance of tens of meters. It rotated to stabilize its trajectory, and then passed by the target's cheek!

She hit! But not completely, missed by a hair!

Soth was stunned for a moment, feeling a burning pain on his face, and liquid slipped from the painful area.

He turned to look at Mary, the woman who shot at him and successfully injured her. She held up the gun with a pale face, and her beautiful face was filled with a childlike confusion.

But that confusion disappeared in a flash, and a fox-like cunning look flashed in her eyes, and she turned around and ran away without hesitation!

She rolled over the Coke bottles, hid behind the machine, disappeared, and then swooped out like a gopher a moment later, crossing another production line.

"She's so calm even when she runs away, what an interesting woman." Soth laughed, and he "shot" a bullet, hitting Mary in the waist the moment she jumped up again.

Soth had specially calculated that part so that it would never cause fatal injuries.

He just wanted to make this woman lose her fighting ability. This woman with excellent marksmanship and special expression interested him very much.

Mary groaned and shouted to the workers who were hiding like headless flies: "Run away!"

Her voice was distorted with pain, but it successfully had a guiding effect.

A group of people rushed towards the passage of another workshop. They dispersed into many paths. Mary hid among them, covering the wound on her lower back. The bullet was still embedded in it. It hurt like hell with every step she took, and the wound seemed to be opening.

The warhead seemed to burrow in like an earthworm.

It's over, it's over, it's all over, you shouldn't be so confident!

Mary scolded herself for being careless in her heart. As a killer, her goal was to complete tasks while protecting herself and not risk anything for anyone else.

But this time she broke the rules because she felt that the two Yan people were very reliable and had a good chance of winning, so she helped them.

In order to help them, she even picked up a gun and shot people face to face!

She had never behaved this kind of crazy before.

She endured the pain and trotted through the long passage, arrived at the next workshop, and was stunned.

There is no one here, only the crawler tracks full of Coke and empty bottles are running, and there is no one else.

Where have the people here gone? Even workers who are not members of the group have evacuated?

Mary was still confused, but she kept running and ran to the next workshop, and then the next workshop was still empty!

She felt something was wrong, gritted her teeth and ran forward. After that was the a** workshop.

Finally, she saw people, only two of them.
Chapter completed!