The other man was surprised to see the man standing there without making a sound and seeing any other special situation. He said, "Old Man Wei, are you his mother dumb?" He walked unsteadily and pushed the body, then his body suddenly stiffened, and a gun head appeared at his vest.
Jin Yi pulled back his gun and brought several blood flowers to fall. The two bodies leaned against each other and stood quietly, as if standing guard together. Killing them casually was not a big deal for him. The people he killed could at least fill a cemetery.
Moreover, everyone here deserves to die.
The figure jumped out of sight, and Jin Yi lurked in the night to observe everything around him. He smelled a hint of abnormality, as the defensive line alone exceeded three lines. Under the cover of the night, there were even two micro charges guarding the path up the stairs. Is this the strength that a small gang can have?
You should know that gun control is extremely strict in China. Gangs are a cancerous tumor in society that can be cut and relapsed, and cannot be completely eradicated. Many times, the government controls the internal struggles such as black eating black within a certain limit, and this limit is that firearms cannot appear. Once firearms are released, it is highly likely that the outcome will be a complete eradication. Therefore, as soon as this type of range killing weapon is released, Jin Yi knew that tonight's situation was a bit challenging and a good show was about to unfold.
Then, Jin Yi discovered an interesting phenomenon, from the movements of those security personnel, he could see traces of strict training, military personnel?
As he was thinking, the alarm sounded mournfully, and the two people he had killed were finally discovered. The personnel began to move in an orderly manner. Jin Yi smiled and jumped from a lychee tree. With a steel gun on the ground, he soared like a high jump pole from the corner of the building's guard. His figure suddenly rose two or three zhang, and he and his gun jumped up to the third floor.
After going upstairs, Jin Yi crouched in the shadow in an extremely standard lurking posture. The sound of swift and agile footsteps echoed outside the empty room. At this moment, he was a bit distracted. He remembered that in the training camp, he carried 30 kilograms and jumped from the pole to a height of 6.10 meters, close to the world record of 6.14 meters. However, in the first year after stepping on his homeland, he accidentally met an old man who jumped more than nine meters without using anything. He even smiled and told himself that this was martial arts.
Despite years of hard training, I am still not as good as him now!
Jin Yi put away his wild thoughts and judged the time interval that the patrol personnel had passed. He dragged his gun out of the door and leaped several times, quickly diving towards the three armed power distribution room. When he approached, he suddenly stopped, even his breathing stopped, and his throat surged. A few simple syllables had already squeezed out of his mouth, as if the sound of stones rolling down on the ground.
He learned this oral technique from the indigenous people in Africa and used it for hunting.
The prey inside the door indeed poked its head out. It was impossible for the power distribution room in charge of the entire building's electrical system to be unguarded. Jin Yi stood up and smiled at the visibly shocked face in front of him, covering his mouth. His thumb nail grazed against the carotid artery, and blood overflowed, staining his black gloves with a crimson hue.
Who? "There are still people inside.
Me! "The voice followed, with the person in front. Jin Yi's gun pressed against the ground and entered first, like a rattlesnake bouncing rapidly from the ground, cutting towards the person's crotch.
That person's skills are not weak, he suddenly jumped up, trying to avoid the shot that wanted to cut off his descendants. His heart was also filled with shock. When, in this era of advanced hot weapons, someone was playing with a long spear.
Jin Yi didn't have so many thoughts. He withdrew his arm and calmly stabbed the gun again. The person was in the air, unavoidable. Watching Jin Yi withdraw his gun and pass it to his chest, it was simple but fast. With a thud, the long gun in his hand penetrated his chest and then pierced through his back. The body of the gun was hanging from the wall and had already been nailed to it. The person's feet convulsed violently, but they were at least three feet away from the ground and couldn't reach it. He exerted extreme force, causing his eyes to protrude from his sockets and he died in extreme fear.
Jin Yi shook off the blood on his hands, and the black gloves on his hands were as smooth as ever. This was a gift left to him by the old man. It was said to be made of some thousand year old black silk. Apart from royal water, he was not afraid of knives, guns, water and fire, and could even resist internal strength. Jin Yi didn't know what internal strength was, only knew that the old man had taught him a breathing technique, which was much stronger than the combat breathing technique in the mercenary camp, but there was still no sense of breath or anything in his body. Maybe it's nonsense!
However, these gloves are really insulated from electrical current. Jin Yi reached out his palm and did not pull the switch. The switch was easy to restore when opened, but it did not have an effect. Generally, he had to use a bomb to blow it up, but he did not have it now. The best way was to break the circuit and wrap it together. Then, sparks started popping and the lights of the entire building flickered a few times, and finally fell into darkness.
Now, it was the beginning of his own performance. Jin Yi couldn't help but lick his lips. His expression must have been as intoxicated as those drug addicts. It had been a long time since he had fallen into such excitement. He felt a bit nostalgic, but his hand didn't stop. He drew his gun and ran out of the door. The night would be his world.
A wave hasn't subsided, another wave has risen. Now everyone has confirmed that the enemy who killed the gatekeeper is lurking inside the building. After falling into darkness, the flashlight lights up one after another. In the lobby on the top floor, Jiang Hongtong is in a good mood today. The day he dreams of is coming, how can he not be happy? After finishing this task, he didn't have to worry for the rest of his life. He gathered all his brothers on the top floor, and the people below were guarded by subordinates sent by superiors. He and his team had nothing to do except to guard the people in that room.
He just called a few women from the bar to perform a strip dance for his brothers, and on the way, he had sex with the women he had just snatched from He Hongda. After drinking and getting half drunk, he had a carefree and happy day, not even to be a fairy.
It's power cut suddenly.
Son of a bitch, keep the small room safe! "Jiang Hongtong stood up, feeling that this was definitely not a normal power outage. He suddenly became alert and heard the man's confession that if someone broke in to rescue the girl, he would rather tear up the ticket than let her go.
Yes, boss! "The people in the hall began to gather to his left, inside a small room where more than ten people stood and surrounded the door.
Without a flashlight for a moment, Jiang Hongtong found a candle instead. When the dim yellow light came on and the flames swayed in the wind, Jiang Hongtong was about to breathe a sigh of relief. "Ah...!" A high pitched scream rang out from downstairs, piercing the night sky like the last scream of a wild beast before its throat was cut. It made everyone's skin tighten and they couldn't help but get closer.
Jin Yi, wearing black gloves, moved his hand away from the deceased's throat. He had already crushed his neck bones and used special techniques to stimulate his lungs, making him scream in agony before he died, creating a terrifying atmosphere. This is psychological warfare.
The nightmare like slaughter continued, and higher and higher screams began to drift in the night sky, cutting through the sky. The abandoned building became a dark cemetery, and the candlelight in the top floor hall swayed like sparks of phosphorus, appearing eerie. It was unknown how many enemies had arrived.
Jiang Hongtong is also a person with some insight. He loudly comforted his colorless subordinates and shouted, "I'm afraid of an egg. This is the enemy's psychological warfare. There are those experts guarding downstairs, and there are 70-80 people upstairs. Everyone, cheer up
The screams continued, and finally calmed down for a while. When the members of Hongtong Company in the top floor hall were in a state of panic, the sound of bullets firing below began to sweep, and Weichong began to get angry.
Jin Yi watched as the two people whose psychological defenses had collapsed frantically shot with micro charges. In the darkness, he smiled and, while one was facing away from him and the other was changing bullets, he, who was hanging from the ceiling, pounced on the person who was changing bullets. His palm was pressed against the person's head, and with a gentle twist, it was as easy as turning on a faucet, breaking the person's neck. Blood sprayed out like tap water. Hearing the sound behind him, the person who was facing away from Jin Yi turned around fiercely, and a strange smile was pulled out of the corner of his mouth under Jin Yi's mask. He punched the person straight like a cannonball, collapsing his entire face. Before, he could unleash 800 pounds of force with one punch. Now it's almost over a thousand pounds.