Chapter eight hundred and nineteen tear(1/2)
Zhang Lu lowered his body.
Let the mine hide itself better.
Then the muscles in his hands began to tremble.
The subcutaneous tissue on the arm looked more like a few big rats scurrying around.
He made a decision.
And the moment before he made his decision.
He saw a soldier crying.
I saw the despair and unwillingness on the other person's face head on.
That kind of despair and unwillingness... He was very familiar with it.
No one ever pulled him out of the abyss.
Now, he wants to give it a try...try to be the person who can pull others out of the abyss.
reason?
Go to hell with your sanity.
I want to complete the mission of killing the bearded man.
He had to quickly reach the five feet in front of the bearded man before he was attacked.
As long as he gets hit closely, Zhang Lu doesn't think he has a big beard and is capable of resisting.
After all... Although his strange abilities are powerful, judging from Zhang Lu's experience in practicing martial arts, the bearded man's body is no stronger than that of ordinary people.
For Zhang Lu, the power of his hands far exceeds the power of his legs.
Although the Yuan Family's Iron Sand Palm is not just about practicing palms.
But as a palm technique, the skill of the hands is of course the strong point.
Charge up!
Accumulate! Keep accumulating!
In an instant, Zhang Lu used the strength of his arms to the limit.
The mine platform made of fine steel now also had deep scratches.
Finally, the muscles and nerves in both arms were exhausted to the limit.
Zhang Lu pressed hard.
The whole person turned into an arrow from the string, soaring into the sky.
Amid the flames of war, his soaring into the sky did not attract immediate attention.
Jumping high in the sky.
Zhang Lu looked down at the battlefield in the entire mine.
Then his eyes narrowed, and his gaze focused on the bearded man.
It was only at this moment that painful sounds came from a miner's dormitory in the distance.
Three snipers were hiding under the cover of their comrades.
One of them shot the bearded man.
But obviously, there was no agreement between them, but the tactics they used tacitly failed.
The weirdness of the bearded man was beyond their imagination.
The bullet that was bound to hit was first blocked by a soldier with his body.
Even though the soldier's body was broken into two pieces, the bullet still shot towards the bearded man without any deflection.
However, a twisted force field appeared in front of Bearded Man.
It deflected the bullet originally fired at the bearded man in another direction.
Hit a Xinerta man behind the bearded man.
At the same time, one of the soldiers being manipulated had climbed into the miners' accommodation building.
He rushed into the dormitory and fought with the sniper who was originally hiding.
Obviously, the bearded man's control has limitations.
Zhang Lu guessed that this should be related to his eyes.
Maybe it's the 'target' he sees that can be manipulated by it, or maybe... you have to make eye contact before you can be manipulated by it.
The sniper's hiding position was too far away, so the only way to deal with him was by driving others.
"Don't look at him, and try not to fall into his sight." Zhang Lu kept these two points in mind.
Then he lowered his palm downwards, and the palm of his hand burst into brilliant white light, but like a falling star, it struck towards the bearded man.
boom!
When he was still three meters away from the bearded man, Zhang Lu also felt the twisted force field.
It is a strange power of close protection.
Can't see...but can touch it!
Zhang Lu snorted coldly and increased his power output.
The next second, cracks appeared in the force field.
The force field that the armor-piercing bullets equipped with the sniper rifle could not tear apart did not appear to be that strong under Zhang Lu's fleshy palm.
It will be so.
In addition to the fact that the force of Zhang Lu's current palm is no weaker than the force of a heavy sniper bullet, it is also because the power of the bullet is endless. When a force is exhausted, there is no more replenishment. And Zhang
The force of Lu's palm was continuous.
With the same heavy palm force, Zhang Lu can continuously output more than a dozen bursts in a very short period of time.
With more than a dozen such forces superimposed together, the powerful protective force field will be ruthlessly torn apart.
Click...!
The cracks in the force field are widening.
The bearded man who had always acted very calmly, walking on the battlefield as if he were walking among flowers, finally changed his face.
He controlled all the soldiers under his control and focused fire on Zhang Lu.
At the same time, he shouted in the language of the Xintian people: "Kill him! Kill this infidel! He has blasphemed the true God!"
A large number of bullets converged towards Zhang Lu.
The scene at this moment...seems to be somewhat unified with the scene in the past when Yuan Xiang was attacked by concentrated fire.
Zhang Lu's palm skills are more methodical than Yuan Xiang's.
The reason why he chose to use one palm to break the force field.
Just to prepare for this moment.
One palm becomes larger in the wind.
It seems to have turned into a huge jade-colored iron fan.
Waving his palms, the whole body was protected completely.
The originally thick and strong arms seemed to have no bones, and could even be lengthened and shortened.
A large number of bullets were shot into pieces and scattered.
Snap!
The last resistance of the position also shattered.
The road goes straight down.
Then a palm fell on the bearded head.
At this moment... Zhang Lu had his eyes closed.
The bearded man raised his head and widened his eyes, flashing with circles of green light at this moment.
His skull had been shattered, and his brain was reduced to smithereens by Zhang Lu's palm.
There was still reluctance and surprise on his face.
He also took a gamble.
Bet that before Zhang Lu's iron palm hits him, his eyes will control Zhang Lu first, making Zhang Lu his most powerful puppet, helping him win over the mine faster.
However, it is obvious that he lost the bet!
Once Big Beard died, the soldiers who had been manipulated quickly regained their freedom.
To be continued...