Because the other party was two teams and the position was relatively reasonable, the road to the second floor of the abandoned factory was quickly blocked. No matter how fast Ye Qiu was, he had to face their obstacles directly.

"Bang bang"

There were several consecutive shots. I have to say that the elite team holding guns are well-trained, and their target is very obvious. It is not to choose to hit Ye Qiu's head directly, but to go all the guns and guns to Ye Qiu's legs.

This was what Song Chenyu told in advance. Killing Ye Qiu has no effect. What he wanted was to capture him alive, and then torture this bastard severely, making him worse than death. Finally, he found out his father's whereabouts from him.

"Ummm"

Xiao Yunhan on the second floor heard the gunshots and his struggle became more and more intense, but the man who grabbed her behind him was very powerful and was useless at all.

After hearing the gunshots, Song Xingli was also very scared. He rolled and dragged his son Song Chenming, who had broken arm, and quickly stuffed him into Passat's car. As for himself, he didn't know which bump he hid with a gun.

Facing the burst of bullets, Ye Qiu became ruthless. A sharp blue butterfly rushed to the back of a guy holding a machete. His hands were like giant pliers, and he directly pinched the bastard's head. With a sudden force, he heard a "click" sound, and the poor killer went to the King of Hell to report.

Although the air was cut off, the kid's corpse still had a function. While countless bullets flew towards him, Ye Qiu immediately blocked the corpse in front of him. With a few "puff puff" sounds, at least dozens of bullets hit the corpse, splashing blood on Ye Qiu's face.

But at this critical moment, Ye Qiu had no intention of caring about anything else. He picked up the machete that fell on the ground. His wrist trembled slightly, and the sharp machete seemed to have eyes. He rushed directly to the killer who shot in front of him.

Looking at the machete that suddenly appeared, the pupils of the elites who shot gradually expanded. They were frightened and were about to move sideways, but they found that their legs seemed to be fixed and could not move at all, so they could only wait to die.

In fact, they had no reaction, not because they were cast on their feet by magic, but because the machete that flew over was too fast, and they had no time to hide.

"puff"

When the killer was directly penetrated by the machete, he knelt on the ground unwillingly, and did not close his eyes until his death.

There was a hole as big as a bowl in his chest. The machete did not pierce into his body, but penetrated his body. The scene was extremely bloody, and the piece of flesh on his chest was completely poked out, leaving a blood hole.

The gunmen who saw this scene immediately panicked. They were elites who fought against ten, and they had experienced more than a hundred killings of all sizes, but they had never seen such a cruel scene.

It was so bloody that it actually penetrated a person's chest with one knife and stabbed it into a bloody hole. It was so creepy that I thought about it.

Just as these killers were stunned, Ye Qiu immediately threw away the corpse that blocked the bullet in front of him, rolled forward quickly, and rushed directly to the killer who was penetrated, snatching the gun he held tightly in his hand.

Although he was in danger, Ye Qiu's brain was very clear. His calmness was tempered in the bloody storm of fifteen years. He knew clearly that although close combat could also solve these bastards, it was too time-consuming and laborious.

The reason why he is called "Hell Shura" is not only because he can fight with one hand, but because his shooting skills are unparalleled in the world. There has always been a legend in the dark world that he goes out of cold blood and does not grow in no grass, which is what he describes as the accuracy of Ye Qiu's shooting skills.

So now Ye Qiu, who had a weapon in his hand, was like a fish in water. He kicked his feet suddenly, jumped in the air and moved around, and his fingers were not idle. He just had a few light shots in front of him, and he didn't even aim. The bastards' bodies were like kites with broken strings, falling down gorgeously.

Ye Qiu is becoming more and more brave as he fights. Since he cannot save Xiao Yunhan first, he will kill these bastards first and let them see God earlier.

"Shoot, shoot quickly!" Song Chenyu roared loudly at the remaining gunmen. The thing he was most worried about was that he had a bad time. He greeted Song Xingli, the idiot ancestor, a hundred times in his heart.

Oh, no, their ancestors are the same. They should have greeted Song Xingli and Song Chenming, a pig-brained father and son, a hundred times. Typically, they have failed to succeed and suffered more than failure.

After receiving the order, the gunmen quickly continued to pull the trigger, but after a round of bullets were fired, they were a little desperate. The bastard in front of them was so coquettish that they had no time to aim at their guns, so they could only rush around.

Taking advantage of the time these gunmen were changing bullets, Ye Qiu also seized the opportunity, suddenly stopped and pulled the trigger with both hands. The gunmen in front of him had no time to dodge and fell into a pool of blood, not even knowing how to die.

A well-trained and extremely well-equipped elite team was destroyed by Ye Qiu in just a few minutes. Logically speaking, each of them was equipped with a third-level body armor. No matter how powerful Ye Qiu was, he still had the power to fight.

But unfortunately, everyone who Ye Qiu shot was a headshot. This kind of murder method was simply a piece of cake for him. In the underground world, there were no thousand, and eight hundred died in his hands.

Now, maybe he has been reincarnated and reborn.

After the elite team was solved, the situation immediately became clear. There were more than 20 people in such a large abandoned station, but now more than a dozen have fallen into a pool of blood and closed their eyes forever.

Except for Song Chenyu and Song Chenming, there were only a few stinky tomatoes and rotten sweet potatoes holding steel pipe machetes. Ye Qiu did not take these native chickens and tiles seriously at all. Without guns, they would have no possibility of threatening themselves.

After seeing Ye Qiu's serialized murderous methods, those guys holding machetes gave up on the idea of ​​continuing to chase Ye Qiu. Their legs were trembling constantly, and there was even a bad guy who actually leaked out a yellow and fishy liquid with a smell.
Chapter completed!