"You see, this is a stalker, not a tyrant."

Bier obviously had different opinions on Lu Yu's words.

Lu Yu touched his nose: "Uh, is there any difference?"

"Did the tyrant you've seen before hold so many weapons on his hands?"

Bier pointed to the monster in front of her and said.

This guy was carrying a huge rocket launcher in his left hand and a six-tube Gatlin in his right hand. He was carrying two shoulder cannon launchers on his shoulders, and there was a huge machete behind him.

Lu Yu smiled: "Anyway, it's almost the same. Wouldn't it be better to kill him quickly?"

"What if it were two?"

Everyone was at a crossroads with alleys on both sides, and there was a street at the foot, which was equivalent to standing at the intersection.

When Shana said this, a tracer also appeared behind her.

"What if it were three?"

Shuiyueye pointed to one end of the street, where trackers with the same shape also appeared.

Lu Yu said: "Why do I think this is the trackers deliberately driving us in a certain direction?"

The nun laughed: "You have never liked being bound~!"

"Of course." Lu Yu pointed: "Zheng Bin, go."

"Wow, take me a single shot, the Dragon Fist!"

Zheng Bin smiled strangely and stabbed the first tracker with two steps, and hit the tracker's chin with a "fuel-consuming follower". At this moment, the kid's power had reached 80 points. No matter how powerful the tracker was, his power could never exceed 800. So he was naturally beaten and floated backwards and rose more than two meters high.

At the same time, Zheng Bin's eyes turned red, and several Likas jumped down on the roofs around the street and rushed towards the other two trackers.

"Walk."

Youjing shouted lightly, and a group of people ran quickly under the knocked tracker.

Seeing that the falling tracker was about to hit the head, the monk laughed and his figure had already jumped up.

"Heng Jade!"

boom!

The tracker's body drifted helplessly and was suddenly bombarded into the wall next to him.

boom!

Another explosion sounded, and a tracker on the last one released a missile under his feet. The hot air waves and flames immediately tore the Likas who surrounded him to pieces.

Immediately, the tracker strode to chase everyone, and at the same time, the six-barrel Gatling machine gun on his right hand also began to spin rapidly, making a buzzing sound.

"Hey!"

A group of people rushed out of the alley. The big bull, who was running at the end, suddenly stopped. He twisted his waist and grabbed the lit small van next to him. His arms and muscles were rolling up, and his arms and exerted force, was already throwing the van towards the tracker who was about to rush out of the alley.

The tracker was hastily able to lift the rocket launcher. With a roar, the van was immediately blown into a ball of fire, and the air waves also knocked the tracker backwards.

Old Jason and Suez, who were carried on the back by the big bull, knocked the guy on the head hard, laughing and scolding.

The big bull scratched his head embarrassedly and hurriedly followed the big army.

Just as everyone was about to run into another alley, a roar came from the house next to it, and then the explosion flames rolled up countless gravel glass and flew out. The tracker who was knocked into the wall by the horizontal jadeite strode out of the window.

"The ghosts are not dispersed! Kura!" Youjing said coldly.

"let me!"

Bald man smiled wildly, and the scimitar in his hand suddenly burst out with a golden light. He turned around and slashed out while running. In an instant, countless crescent-shaped golden sword lights were like autumn leaves dancing with the wind, giving people a sense of bleakness and sadness with joy of harvest. However, this sword light implies endless murderous intent.

"Full Moon Sword Technique: Gui Po's first birth in autumn dew!"

These countless golden sword lights immediately slashed on the tracker. Although the powerful tracker was unable to exert all his strength under the suppression of the restraint, he did have the strength of the peak of bronze. However, the powerful tracker had not had time to wail and was bombarded back into the window by the sword light.

...

Among the largest church in Raccoon City.

A group of adventurers have gathered among them. Among them is the heroic Jill Valentian. This beautiful and graceful female character has always been one of the favorites of bio-chemical fans, and it also shows a very powerful combat power in the movie "Resident Evil 2".

At this moment, Jill was treating these adventurers as mercenary soldiers and giving mobilization speeches.

"My friends, the Raccoon City is now completely trapped in the darkness of the government. The raging virus is not the reason for them to close the Raccoon City. As mercenaries and capable people, you all have the responsibility to protect more people from entering this city..."

Her speech was very touching because she was a person who loved life.

However, although the numerous adventurers looked like they were talking about their emotions, they secretly curled their lips in their hearts.

If they hadn't understood the truth that "going with the protagonist has meat to eat", they would not care about the lives of the people. In the city, nothing is more important than their own lives.

Jill was still giving a speech, while the two adventurers who were close to the wall of the church were talking about irrelevant things.

A: "Are you sure that even if we are vampire blood, we will be infected by being injured by zombies?"

B: "How could I lie to you? Otherwise, why would you think Resident Evil 2 be included in the bronze field? People like us who can kill countless zombies with one punch and one kick can kill them. Isn't this mission field the best place to win?"

A: "Ah? That's so fucking nonsense. I originally thought that a zombie would be 1 honor point, and I could get a lot of soft sister coins in this mission field."

B: "You should not underestimate this mission site too much, otherwise... huh?"

B's eyes widened because he saw a pair of pale but smooth slender arms slowly stretching out in the shadow behind A.

A: "What?"

B: "That's right, there should be no ghost in Resident Evil, right?"

A: "Of course, what's wrong?"

B: "Then you..."

A looked back along B's eyes and immediately found that the pale ghost hand was about to be pressed on his shoulder.

“Wow, save…”

Before I could say my word, the ghost hands were already placed on A's shoulders. Then A's entire body was immediately pulled into the darkness and completely disappeared, leaving only a shrill scream echoing in the church.

Everyone, including Jill, made a warning move to the surroundings at the same time, but there was no one in the direction of the sound except for a pale face.

"How……"

As soon as Jill spoke, he heard a sound of breaking through the air on his head. This woman is worthy of being a popular heroine in Resident Evil, and immediately retreated one meter.

Plop!

A heavy impact came, and everyone looked down, but they opened their mouths at the same time.

Especially B, he had a deep understanding that the person who fell on the ground was A who was captured by a ghost hand a few seconds ago.

However, at this moment, A no longer looks like a human. His body is completely a mummy, which is worse than the female corpse of Mawangdui. Except for the two eyeballs that protrude from the eye sockets, his entire body has no moisture.

"This is……"

An adventurer next to him gently kicked the mummy on the ground. Immediately, the evidence of the mummy seemed to be blown into the wind and turned into a pile of Xisha stalls and fell to the ground.

The adventurers couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Who is it!? Who is it! Come out quickly!"

Grimish church, weird atmosphere, terrifying mummies.

All of this finally triggered the fear in the heart of a timid adventurer. He roared and roared, holding the MG3 heavy machine gun aimed at the walls around the church and pulled the trigger wildly.

"Shenju!"

With a low growl, the entire church was illuminated by shining tears. Then with a puff, the crackling lightning had already exploded in the chest of the timid adventurer. There, a palm holding the bloody lightning, pinching a bloody heart.

Bang!

The heart exploded and blood splattered everywhere. The timid adventurer's physical strength groove was instantly cleared, and his whole body fell to the ground.

Snap instantly!

The thriller was really wave after wave, and every adventurer looked at the silver-haired young man who threw away the lightning in his hand in surprise.

The young man snorted coldly and said, "I would like to remind you, don't forget where we are now. No matter how cautious we are, it is not an exaggeration to be careful. If anyone dares to make a big fuss in the future, it will be your end."

Although his words are bloody, they are true and are indeed for the sake of all adventurers. However, the process in between is really unacceptable.

But the young man's decisiveness and indifference, as well as his almost iconic silver hair, also reminded some adventurers of him.

"Is it the silver-haired Crowze?"

"Is it him? One of the top ten strong men in the West District? It's true that he is cold and cold-blooded!"

"Wow! What a cool man!"

Crowze glanced at everyone coldly, ignored the words of others, praise or appreciation, and sat back next to Jill.

"Is the silver-haired Crowze? Hehe, I have indeed heard of it."

A hoarse voice like metal rubbing against each other sounded on the roof, causing everyone to look up.

Ghost Hand!
To be continued...