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Chapter 17 One after another killed in battle)

Chapter 17: Killed in succession (three updates, ten thousand words)

The shrunken Buddha statue was very fast. He rushed behind the bald prisoner in a few steps. He rubbed the fingers of his right hand into a knife and struck him in the back of the head with a strong wind.

The bald prisoner glanced back, sprinted to the left, and then shot with his backhand.

Bang, the shotgun was fired, and the steel ball suddenly embedded into the chest of the Buddha statue, but it remained unharmed, still glaring with anger, exhaling and raising its voice, opening its mouth to spit out a mantra, and a golden 'swastika' spurted out and hit the bald head.

Prisoner's back.

"Watch your back." Lin Weiguo warned, which made him even more nervous.

Because he only focused on escaping, the bald prisoner couldn't keep looking behind him. He was hit by the golden mantra, and the sound of fractures was heard immediately, and he rolled out like a ball that had been hit hard.

Both sides were scraped on the ground, and the bald prisoner suffered a nosebleed from the collision. Fortunately, several years of prison life had made him accustomed to being raped. He resisted the beating well, but he endured the huge pain and turned over on the ground.

Boom, the Buddha statue jumped into the air, then fell like a meteor, hitting the bald prisoner hard. The ground cracked, gravel scattered, and large clouds of smoke and dust rose up.

Seeing that the two lower legs of the Buddha statue were embedded in the hard bluestone, the newcomers gasped. If they were stepped on, they would be trampled directly into flesh, and there would be no chance of survival.

Tang Zheng and Tantai had different views. Just as they were about to remind the bald prisoner, high school student Mei Jueye had already shouted out.

"Good opportunity, shoot his legs and restrict his movement first." The high school student doesn't want the bald prisoner to win. He doesn't care about the guy's life or death. He just wants him to struggle for a while longer and force out all the abilities the Buddha statue has. Then if

When it is your turn to play, your winning rate will be higher.

The bald prisoner heard the reminder, turned around decisively, and aimed at the Buddha statue. But it was too late, the Buddha statue had already jumped into the air again, and launched a meteor-like collision.

"Don't be afraid, calm down, you can win." If the Buddha statue only has this ability, the newcomers can indeed win as long as they calm down. However, when the bald prisoners came up, they thought they were weaker than the Buddha statue, ran away subconsciously, and were exhausted under the opponent's attack.

, the chance of winning instantly dropped to freezing point.

The bald prisoner was so nervous that he couldn't hear anything except the sound of the Buddha statue falling behind him. Moreover, his continuous short sprints made him breathe quickly, and his whole chest felt as if it was on fire. He knew that he would not be able to hold on any longer.

Already.

"Death is also a kind of relief." Under the huge pressure, the bald prisoner thought of escaping for a moment, which made him slow down a little, but the next second, the expectation of living lingered in his heart.

, he wanted to fight desperately, he wanted to be a new person, but the Buddha statue shattered his hope in an instant.

The Buddha statue would not waste the opportunity. The moment he slowed down, a mantra spat out and hit his calf. The sound of fracture immediately sounded, and he fell out with a scream.

"Ah, I don't want to... die!" the bald prisoner screamed, and the Buddha statue fell, breaking his legs and turning them into two lumps of mud.

Seeing the sun shining on the ground and printing the figure of the Buddha behind him, the bald prisoner cried and bit down the detonator between his teeth. He knew that if he waited any longer, he would lose the chance to die.

"I am not willing to accept it." The bald prisoner did not say these words until his death. With a bang, a ball of fire rose up and swept directly within a radius of ten meters.

Dozens of Buddha statues didn't have time to escape and were blown into a ball of debris, falling down with crackling noises.

Tang Zheng and his party had retreated a long time ago, so they were not affected. However, the newcomers were deeply shocked when they saw the bald prisoners and the Buddha statues dying together. Their eyes flickered and they didn't know what they were thinking.

"You..." King Fudo Ming glared at Tang Zheng angrily, pointed his sword in his hand, and was about to come up and fight for his life.

"What? Can't you afford to lose?" Tang Zheng noticed that all the Buddha statues were furious and wanted to pluck out their own skin.

"Okay, if you're ruthless, this game will be considered a draw, and the next one will be a draw." Fudo Myooh named him directly this time, and asked a three-meter-tall Buddha statue with two maces to fight. This was obviously a mini-boss.

Lu Fan saw a few bronze seeds on the ground and tugged on Tang Zheng's sleeve, "The Buddha statues don't seem to be able to see the seeds?"

"We need to plan the battlefield and retrieve the bodies of our companions." Tang Zheng asked the veterans to pick up the seeds without waiting for King Ming's consent. At the same time, he estimated the strength of the Buddha statue. If the explosion continued like this, he could completely annihilate them, and also

There are seeds to take.

Prince Fudo suppressed his anger.

The Buddha stretched out a golden mace, slowly passed through the Trojan team, and landed on a giant horse.

Dayangma looked frightened, and uttered a series of words in Italian. Then they remembered that they didn't understand, so they changed to stammering Chinese. They didn't expect that they were just traveling to China with a group, so why did they say something like this?

Weird things.

"I choose you." The Buddha seemed to disdain fighting with women, and finally pointed his mace at a tall armed police god, "Come out and die."

"Are there any relatives at home that you can't let go of?" Tang Zheng repeated what he said to persuade the bald prisoner. The armed policemen were more aware than the prisoners and did not even bargain.

"Take good care of my son and wife, give them another one million, and then say that I will go on a mission and will not return until a few years later." The armed policeman breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Let's strap a bomb."

Tantai was so skillful that he buried the detonator in the tooth of the armed policeman.

"Brother Fan." The little armed policeman burst into tears, while Du Ziyu looked sad and patted his subordinate on the shoulder, "Come back alive."

"Why are you crying in mourning? The person is not dead?" Pang Meiqin rolled her eyes at them and said, "The more you fear death, the faster you will die. Don't just run away, don't take your eyes off the Buddha statue, and attack when you seize the opportunity."

Pang Meiqin recounted the results of her observations, but the armed policeman didn't care. When it came to fighting, he was more experienced.

"Can you lend me your shotgun?" The armed policeman threw away the micro-charge he brought into Trojan's room. After checking the Type 03 rifle, he felt that the firepower was not enough, so he set his sights on Tang Zheng's Demon-Slaying Holy Flame.

"Donor, it's okay to borrow a weapon, but if we lose, this weapon will become our trophy." King Fudo Ming was not stupid. He knew it was a good thing when he saw the holy flame, so he quickly forced Tang Zheng.

The armed policeman's face darkened. In this case, no one wanted to borrow such a life-saving prop. He simply stopped asking for trouble and grabbed the rifle and was about to enter the venue, but his arm was pulled by someone.

"Take it, I want to win." Tang Zheng patted Fan Armed Police on the shoulder, "Maybe, it's more important than anything else."

"Don't be impulsive, that's an S-level item that none of us have." Pang Meiqin wanted to take it back, but Tang Zheng stopped her, "I want to see him alive."

"Thank you." Police Officer Fan was grateful and admired, and a sense of confidence began to burn in his heart. The prisoners looked at Tang Zheng, their eyes flickering. To be honest, if it were them, they wouldn't lend a single bullet.

The little armed policeman glanced at Tang Zheng, his hostility dissipated a lot, and Du Ziyu's face looked a little ugly.

"Don't waste time, come here quickly." The golden Buddha statue became impatient, staring at the demon-slaying holy flame with burning eyes, eager to grab him.

"There are hundreds of bullets inside, enough for you, go ahead." Tang Zheng led everyone back again.

"Go to hell!" When the Buddha statue saw Fan Armed Police standing still, he started shouting without Fu Fu Ming Wang, directly uttered the truth and suppressed him, then jumped into the air and used the meteor to fall.

Policeman Fan was in good physical condition. He did not panic or run away. Instead, he ran sideways and shot at the same time.

The deer bullets wrapped in golden flames were shot in front of the Buddha statue. It swung the golden mace fiercely and exploded the deer bullets without any damage to the body.

Fan Armed Policeman was startled and fired his second round. He chose the most common way to load the bullet. His left hand was stuck in the trigger guard, and his right hand held the gun and pointed it at the Buddha statue. Although he could fire five rounds per second, both his left and right hands were occupied.

Already.

The Buddha statue is very fast, and the two golden maces are obviously A-level props. After they are swung, a small light mask will be brought out. Even if the mace cannot hit deer bullets, those light masks will explode the deer bullets.

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Fan Armed Police is not in danger for the time being, but his attack method is too simple. It is of no use except delaying time. Moreover, before running out of bullets, this kind of high-intensity mobile combat will exhaust his physical strength. The Buddha statue will not tire.

The battle was in a stalemate for three minutes. The newcomers were so excited that they didn't dare to breathe, and they could also tell that Police Officer Fan was very tired.

The Buddha statue spat out another mantra, and fell again like a meteor. After landing, he shook his hands and threw out the golden mace. It was like a powerful crossbow arrow, and it was thrown towards Fan Armed Police.

No need to remind, Fan Armed Policeman was always running sideways. He could clearly see that he ducked out of the way and was fired five times in a row. He only had one golden mace. The Buddha statue's defense was quite poor. One of them hit the shoulder and exploded directly.

It opened and shattered into blood mist and minced meat, and the whole arm fell off.

Policeman Fan was overjoyed and was about to reload his gun when his arm shot out of the blood mist and pierced his heart like a javelin. He twisted his waist and his legs were weak. He narrowly avoided it. If he hadn't worn protective gear

Clothes will be damaged.

"Watch your back," the armed policemen exclaimed.

Police Officer Fan had already heard the harsh sound of breaking through the air behind him, but his body moved too slowly. The golden mace shot back, hitting his lower back, directly piercing the protective clothing, tearing the flesh, and taking away a kidney.

.

Poof, Police Officer Fan vomited blood and fell to the ground. The thick blood flowing out from his waist splashed onto the bluestone floor. Before he could get up, a golden mantra with the character "Swastika" hit him.

As if being crushed by a thousand kilogram rock, Fan Armed Policeman's muscles were visibly squeezed, and his bones were whining and rattling.

"Death!" The Buddha statue did not give up and threw the golden mace again to crucify him.

Except for Tang Zheng, everyone looked ashen, especially the newcomers, whose bodies were shaking with fear. This was an armed policeman who trained every day. He couldn't win. If he was selected, he would definitely die.

"Brother Fan!" the little armed policeman cried, going to save him, but Tantai held him back, "Don't cause trouble."

"Let me go." The little armed policeman struggled. Tantai wanted to knock him down with a knife, but looking at those red eyes, he didn't do anything and just cut his hands behind his back to subdue him.

Armed police officer Fan knew that his chances of survival were slim. After struggling to avoid the golden mace, he got up and stumbled towards the group of onlookers' Buddha statues, intending to detonate the bomb at the last moment to kill as many enemies as possible.

Poof, the golden mace was shot back. One of Fan Armed Police's arms was broken and went as soft as noodles. He spit out a mouthful of blood and looked at the group of Buddha statues five meters away that looked at him coldly like a dead dog.

Knowing that he might not be able to escape, from the corner of his eye he saw the Buddha throwing the golden mace again. He used his last strength to adjust his body.

Boom, the golden mace hit Fan Armed Policeman's back and penetrated directly, causing him to fall out and into a group of Buddha statues five meters away.

When the Buddha statues saw his breath disappearing and his life rapidly draining away, they cheered loudly. They even forgot about the fact that these people would self-destruct. In their opinion, this guy didn't even have the strength to lift his fingers. He would die in a few seconds.

will die.

"Ha, die." More than just curling his fingers, Fan Armed Police didn't even have the strength to speak. He saw the grief, anger and pain on the little armed police officer's face, and suddenly felt satisfied. He really deserved what he had done after he joined the team.

, I taught him and took care of him, but from now on, you have to work hard on your own.

Armed Police Fan bit down the detonator between his teeth, and with a bang, a ball of flames rose up and instantly swept through the hundreds of Buddha statues that were still laughing and teasing around him, blowing them up into flying ash.

"No!" The little armed policeman saw Brother Fan's final smile, which was filled with relief, regret, and a touch of expectation. He knew that it was Brother Fan's hope that he could survive.

"Excellent." Li Yulong praised, which reduced the Buddha statue's strength by nearly one-fifth. It was so powerful.

"He is a man." Lin Weiguo sighed, but he did not complain about Tang Zheng. Only by doing this, everyone would have a greater chance of survival.

Tang Zheng was silent as the demon-slaying holy flame was exploded into the sky. Looking at the broken and blackened arm that was clutching the handle of the gun, he clenched his fists and warned himself more than a dozen times before resisting the urge to kill.

King Fudo's face was livid. Is this called victory? Seeing the dozen or so Buddha statues that were lucky enough not to be killed by the explosion were covered in flames, rolling around in the square, trying to extinguish them, he was not angry at all, not to mention that there were still more

Dozens of charred and broken corpses deeply irritated its eyeballs.

Xu Biyun summoned a puppet and picked up Tang Zheng's demon-slaying holy flame.

"You are cheating!" King Fudo Ming suddenly appeared in front of Tang Zheng, pointing and spitting at him.

"Why are you cheating? Self-destruction? Who told your subordinates not to hide? If they hadn't surrounded the corpse and made fun of it, would there have been such a result?" Tang Zheng snorted coldly and resisted the urge to attack it sneakily. He had to wait some more.

Wait, at least if there are less than a hundred Buddha statues, the winning rate will be greatly increased.

"That's my trophy, hand it over." Fudo Ming King was so frustrated that he was so angry that he almost vomited blood. Indeed, they didn't let you run away. Fudo Mying King became angry with shame, pointed at the Demon-Slaying Holy Flame, and roared loudly, and he just

It had something to vent its anger on, and it decided to kill them directly if they went back on their word.

"Okay." Tang Zheng threw it to him directly.

Fudo Meiou didn't expect that he was really thrown at him. He was a little stunned, so he was hit in the left eye by the handle of the gun, and a big bulge suddenly formed.


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