Dragon Clan: I can only cheat if I can't lose the Dragon King in seconds

Chapter 163 "It's Your Time"

"Shoot! Shoot!"

The bosozoku who were thrown away by the field didn't even see that they were knocked down by something. Their brains paralyzed by the d-product only knew that someone was offending Chibei's majesty, and what they held in their hands was the newly equipped Shotguns and submachine guns.

So for a while, all the bosozoku who were still able to move hurriedly took out a brand new guy from their arms or from the hidden compartment of the car after the roar, and put their arms on the car in front of them. Straight ahead.

Their goal was to stop the car rushing straight ahead.

Su Ting stood quietly on the spot, scanning all the newly-adult or even immature bosozoku crawling out of the wreckage, the blade in his hand lightly tapped the ground, if someone could get close to his body to hear what he was talking about You will find that the lunatic standing there is not frightened by the powerful guns, but is counting the heads one by one!
He will not let go of any of these gangsters tonight.

"Nine……"

The bosozokus moved very quickly, almost as soon as they aimed their guns at Su Ting, someone couldn't wait to pull the trigger.

Dazzling tongues of flame spewed out from the muzzle of the black hole, and the brand new and non-destructive MP5 rattled bullets in the dark night wantonly, pouring out a lot of firepower in a short period of time.

However, from this detail, it can be seen that the shooter is not an expert in guns, or even a pure novice, because anyone who has experience knows that MP5, a firearm suitable for short-range burst shooting, is shooting In this form, the aim head will drift too far, the best way is to shoot in bursts.

But this knowledge is irrelevant here... because the shooter has no chance to learn this before the next time he touches a similar firearm.

A whole clip of ammunition was consumed crazily by this guy, but after the clip was emptied, the MP5 in his hand made a crisp sound of rattling.

This is not because the bosozoku lacks common sense and does not know that the gun in his hand is out of ammunition, but because the hand holding the gun has been chopped off by a dazzling long knife, and his subconscious muscle reflex is still in play The effect is that the trigger is constantly being knocked!
"ten……"

"what!!!!"

The bosozoku who had his entire arm cut off sat on the ground covering his bleeding wound, his heart-piercing wailing was mixed with the sound of more than a dozen guns firing at the same time.

The monkey-faced man hid behind a half-overturned sports car, his eyes could not conceal the panic.

Just because he's a pervert doesn't mean he's also a lunatic. On the contrary, he's the least drugged out of this group of gangsters, and he's also the most sober at this time.

The adults behind just told them that they needed to intercept a separate isolated vehicle tonight, but they didn't tell them that there was such a monster in the vehicle!

He poked out half of his face to take a look in the firelight, the light refracted from the blade of Dadian Tai Guangshi in Su Ting's hand hit his eyes, and the monkey-faced man shrank back again, panting fiercely.

will die!will die!
A voice shouted in his heart, if he sticks his head out and shoots like this, he will die!
There is no chance of winning against such a monster!
"eleven……"

Su Ting's voice gradually expanded, and after cutting off the arm of a guy who shot at him again, the voice could be heard by almost everyone, even suppressing the deafening wailing on the court.

The blood was flowing, and the pungent smell of blood constantly stimulated Su Ting's desire to kill. The successive shouts made him a little dizzy, so he moved faster.

"twelve……"

"Thirteen……"

The short-barreled shotgun was still spraying bullets in vain, but those bullets that would normally make blood holes in a normal person's body hit Su Ting's body and only smashed the clothes he was still hanging on his body!It can't even break the cuticle of the skin!

The deep voice was erratic, like the god of death who was calling names, and it was impossible to know whose name would be called in the next moment.

Perhaps the souls caught by the god of death are lucky, because at least they can get rid of this almost boundless fear and die happily. Although the wailing guys in the field are bleeding, they are far from blood loss. Much!
The monkey-faced man hid behind the sports car tremblingly with his head in his hands, trying his best to shrink his body down a little bit, and the joint of his right hand holding the shotgun was almost pale.

He shivered as he thought about his treasured collection of stolen underwear.

He wished he didn't wear that damn ostentatious color-striped suit today. In that case, if he lay on the ground and pretended to be dead, would he have a certain chance of avoiding this killer?
The gunfire stopped for a short time, and then there was a very crisp burst of bursts.

The monkey-faced man's body trembled again. He knew that those crazy companions would not pull the trigger in such a bullet-saving way, so there was only one possibility left-the person who shot now, switched sides.

It's that monster that's refilling the gun!
"twenty."

After a long performance came to a rest, Su Ting let go of the third MP5 that had been emptied in his hand, and shook his head with a smile as he watched the bosozoku whose body was gushing blood red and the ground below him was no longer moving.

He stopped next to the half-turned sports car and hurled the empty submachine gun, denting the sports car door.

"the last one."

"My lord! My lord! Monster! Monster! There's a monster!"

The monkey-faced man grabbed the phone that had just been connected, yelled and moved back a little bit, until his back rubbed against the chassis of the car before he came to his senses that there was no way out.

"What a poor thing." The man's cold voice came from the other end of the phone, "I thought you would keep rushing into...hell with the spirit of Chibei. More than 500 years ago..."

The monkey-faced man put the phone on his ear in a daze, listening to the whispers of the demon over there.

At this time, he no longer cared what the man on the other end of the phone said. The monkey-faced man just needed to rely on this idea to force himself not to look at the approaching demon step by step.

But Su Ting was destined not to let him get what he wanted. Before the man on the other end of the phone finished speaking, he reached out and snatched the phone from the man's hand.

"Do you like Chibei Spirit very much?"

"I'll give you a chance to charge me with the belief that you must die, instead of driving a group of monkeys that haven't evolved to disgust me."

"How is it? Are you excited?"

His cold tone was like that of a fatuous and tyrannical king, who gave a death order to the kneeling courtiers.

Before the man could reply, Su Ting let go of his hand and let the phone fall, and then it fell apart on the ground.

"It's your turn."

Su Ting grinned at the monkey-faced man with a sluggish complexion, but the monkey-faced man's eyes were still locked on the falling mobile phone, until the mobile phone fell to pieces on the ground and fell down on the ground as if suddenly regained consciousness. land.

"I surrender! I surrender! I didn't shoot, I didn't shoot!!!"

(End of this chapter)