The same thing was finally exposed after a certain incident.

"France! Stand still and don't move. I don't want the first head I blow after coming here to be my teammate's!"

The bald man was the first to notice that something was wrong. France, who was usually too lazy to move around, actually walked around in a full circle today. If it was just that, it would be fine. However, it can be clearly seen that as the

After France walked around in a circle, the people he greeted all stood there blankly.

Could it be that these people suddenly became more vigilant and wanted to appear more diligent and conscientious than the new recruits during training?

How can this be!

It’s not time for them to tense up yet!

So, since it’s not the teammates who have the problem, it must be France!

"You guys, go and see how Fela and the others are doing!"

The bald man pointed his gun at Luo Ji and ordered his teammates.

"Man, are you okay?!"

The person who stood up was a well-proportioned middle-aged man with mohawk-shaped hair and a pair of sunglasses in the not-so-bright factory area.

"One...two..."

Luo Ji stood there and did not move, but he muttered and counted,

In the previous actions, he laid down five of the eleven people. In addition to France, who was taken care of by him from the beginning, there were only five people left guarding the perimeter on the opposite side.

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If we look at it from the perspective of heaven and earth, what Luo Ji should do at this moment is to explode, show strong machismo, and blow their heads off one by one. However, the opponent's firearms and the distance between the two sides are not short.

Let him understand that there is a difference between a tiger and its teeth and claws.

With his strength, he is currently unable to dodge bullets out of thin air, nor can he jump in front of these people and fight them hand-to-hand before they pull the trigger.

As for shooting back...

It is true that after knocking down those six people, Luo Ji also got the same firearm in his hand. However, no one really thinks that people who are exposed to firearms for the first time can survive in the smoke of gunfire with their marksmanship.

Comparable to it, right?!

"They are just tired. I think there is no need for you to make a fuss."

Luo Ji slowly raised his hands above his head, indicating that there were no dangerous weapons in his hands, and said with some relief.

Seeing the former's cooperation, the bald man's vigilance became less conscious. After all, if the other party really has a problem, it would not be a wise choice to raise his hands and surrender.

However, from a distance of several dozen meters, his eyesight was not good enough for him to see the slightly reflective silver needle in Luo Ji's hand.

"Kovo! Break his hands and feet!"

In this short period of time, the middle-aged man had already rushed to Fela's side. If there was a distance between the two parties, it would be difficult to see the steel and concrete hidden under the heavy clothes. But, being close,

Just looking at the pale complexion is enough for the middle-aged man to understand that this person is in danger!

He roared instantly, drew his gun at the same time, aimed at Luo Ji, and pulled the trigger!

However, before the hail of bullets, Luo Ji's wrists shook rapidly, and he quickly threw out several silver needles!

Ordinary people who are not particularly strong, after certain training, can easily use steel needles to penetrate bulletproof glass and pierce the balloons inside.

Not to mention that after his rebirth, his physical fitness has greatly improved, and he is already as good at handling silver needles as he is with his fingers!

The silver needle cut through the air and pierced the middle-aged man's hand, chest, and head.

"Pfft..."

Blood spurts out, and the scene is poignant.

In just a moment, the gun in the middle-aged man's hand fell down, hit the ground, and fired at the same time. A gunshot echoed in the empty hall!

"Damn it! Fire!"

The middle-aged man covered his hands and forehead and screamed loudly. The bald man had already let down his guard just now. Although he was still pointing a gun at Luo Ji, the sudden scene still made him stunned for a moment.

When I reacted and fired two shots, I realized that my logic had jumped behind a machine, and both shots were empty.

"Sure enough, after I go back, I probably won't be able to play with guns or anything like that, but I might consider practicing flying needles!"

Luo Ji looked at the middle-aged man who was not seriously injured and sighed with a little pity.

That's why he didn't just shoot a flurry of darts and finish the battle in minutes.

Although flying needles do feel better to him than pistols, firstly, he has not practiced shooting at long distances, and secondly, he cannot give flying needles the same incompetence as guns.

motivation.

If it's within a short distance, that's it. With his eyesight and control of his body, Luo Ji can force the silver needle to stick on the correct acupuncture point, but if it's far away, he can only look at people like he is now.

Excited and sighed.

A flying needle pierced the middle-aged man's palm, just because the bones between the palms are not dense and hard, but the flying needle on the latter's forehead only

It only penetrated half an inch. According to Luo Ji's understanding of the human body, this depth has not even penetrated the skull.

At this level, apart from a little pain, it probably won't achieve any results, right?

For people with stronger self-healing ability, such a minor injury will heal on its own before reaching the hospital?

Of course, if vulnerable places such as the eyes, throat, genitals, etc. were suddenly struck by flying needles, they would be killed if they deserved it. But, could Luo Ji say that he had aimed at these places from the beginning?

Of the five silver needles, two were empty. Of the remaining three, one probably didn't even penetrate the clothes, and the other would just leave a blood spot on the middle-aged man's face, if it weren't for the needle on the camera arm.

No problem, Luo Ji might have been shot in the head right now!

"Shuluola, are you okay?!"

The bald man fired a few more shots, forcing Luo Ji behind the machine and not daring to show his head. Then he asked the middle-aged man while reloading.

After this short period of cultivation, Shu Luola had endured the pain and pulled out the steel needle on his head with one hand. The blood flowed down the corners of his eyebrows, winding across his face, leaving a ferocious mark.

, and then I saw him squatting on the ground, holding a gun in both hands, looking at Luo Ji with endless anger in his eyes!

"Fela is dead. As for the other people, you should know from the fact that they haven't reacted yet. These people are also in danger!"

"Don't worry about me, my only goal is to kill France!"

Shu Luola gritted his teeth and said.

Killed?

Isn’t this just a matter of having hands?

Hearing that several of his companions were killed in battle, there was no look of misfortune on his bald face. The man licking the blood from the gun had long been used to separation between life and death. However, he did not expect that a traitor would appear among his strength. You know

, the people who can take on this task and infiltrate into the Rabbit Kingdom have all gone through strict vetting. It is really unreasonable that there would be betrayal under such circumstances.

That’s not right, maybe, that’s not France anymore?

The scene where Luo Ji raised a needle and shot it suddenly came to mind. The bald head was filled with some uncertainty. How much did France weigh? After so many years of cooperation, they still knew how much.

of.

Flying needle?

Stop making trouble, France has always believed that needles are something only wimps can practice. A true man's romance is, of course, guns and cannons, blood and fire!

There was a darts master in the organization, and he was ridiculed by him, and he almost made a move a few times.

The reason why he is so brutal and can still survive within the organization is that France relies on his superb marksmanship. He is a person who can really break the wings of a fly within ten meters. In the previous attack, the opponent

But instead of using his best marksmanship, he used flying needles. These were all examples that made the bald man doubt the opponent's identity.

However, no matter who he is, there is only one way to die!

The crowd gathered from afar and slowly surrounded the machine where Luo Ji was hiding. The moment one of them saw the back of the machine, he pulled the trigger and fired. The muzzle of the gun flashed, proving that

The dangers involved.

"Bang...ding..."

However, blacksmithing!

He turned around, but for some reason, the only thing he beat to pieces was a piece of tattered work clothes.

"Where are the people?"

At this time, other people also gathered around. The five of them were more than ten meters away from the machine. They circled around it, but they didn't see anything wrong.

"There is no gap at the top or at the bottom of the machine, so it cannot accommodate people!"

Someone turned around and reported the situation.

Luo Ji seemed to be a ghost, suddenly evaporating into the air.

"Do you have a ***? Throw one over!"

The bald head looked at the machine. It was only less than ten meters long and less than five meters high. There were certain black gaps in between, but it was still not enough to hide a person nearly two meters tall.

However, the six lost comrades still told him to be vigilant in everything!

"call…"
To be continued...