American Manga God

The so-called gutter capsize is to describe Murakami at the moment.

Powerhouses who have lived for hundreds of years often have absolute pride.

This condescending mentality determines how much anger he gets.

As a strong man from [Kunlun], Murakami was not so easy to be killed. He even used his chest muscle strength to oppress his wounds and reduce his own bleeding.

As a result, the scale of victory will be tilted slightly towards Erica.

The duel between the agile powerhouses is typical of fast fighting. If the speed direction develops ruthlessly, its vitality and endurance will be relatively weak.

Murakami knew that if he hit another move, it would be his own death, so he woke up 12 points and tried his best to fight Erica.

The situation quickly entered a stalemate. If Erica hadn't had a lot of thieves moves that Murakami didn't understand, Erica would have been on her knees long ago.

Instead, Murakami has become Erica's best teacher.

Murakami became more and more frightened, because he found that his opponent was growing up during the battle. As long as his tricks did not cause enough damage to the opponent, Erica would immediately grow a lot.

This fighting talent is amazing!

Murakami wanted to ask for help, but he couldn't get a hand out.

The ninjas he brought, each with a playing card in their throats at the moment. Bullseye got his men long ago and watched the play at the door.

In fact, Bullseye couldn't blend in with this level of confrontation.

The speed of the two duels on the field was too fast. If Bullseye couldn't speed up his attack, his ranged shot wouldn't have hit any of them.

Seeing this, there was an untraceable resentment in Bullseye's eyes.

"If I could get that serum..."

He had played against Erica, and he knew very well that this chick wasn't that strong before, and it was only after he was brought to that secret villa by his new 'master' Mr. Mei that her strength increased by leaps and bounds.

As the subordinate of the King of the Underground, Jin Ning, he took the order from the chaebol to kidnap Mr. Mei, and he also had the idea of ​​digging out the secret of the [Super Soldier Serum] from the Strange family.

Now it seems that the serum is indeed in Mr. Mei's hands.

Thinking of this, Bullseye's resentment deepened...

At this moment, another group of people came from outside the woods. Five cars, all pickups except a Porsche sedan, stopped and a large group of heavily armed ninjas got out.

Long and short rifles, body armor, tactical goggles, night vision goggles, these guys seem to be preparing to start a small war.

A black man with a beard was so strong that he stood out among the ninjas. It's that he doesn't have any special armament, a suit with a small white checkered pattern that matches his dark complexion, and a long knife in his hand that doesn't match his outfit, making him look so weird. .

"Why did that guy in Murakami take so long, he shouldn't have done it for that rich boy." The black big man let out a heroic laugh, and a few ninjas next to him laughed along with him.

Just when he was about to say something, he suddenly froze.

He and his men saw a lot of bullets flying!

Normally, bullets will only be seen in two situations: a bullet that was gouged out after hitting the target, or not fired.

After the bullet was shot out of the gun, the initial speed was several hundred meters per second, which was a high speed that mortals could not capture with the naked eye. The bullet should not be seen, even if it is a light bullet, it is just a light mark left by the bullet rubbed at high speed in the atmosphere and made of special material.

Now, this group of people saw the densely packed bullets soaring above the woods like locusts.

"Shine..." The **** man only shouted for a while, and the bullets in the sky suddenly finished turning and accelerating.

That kind of weird scene, like countless missiles after leaving the launcher, ignited and accelerated.

It just wasn't like that at all.

With countless "da-da" sounds that sounded almost simultaneously, the bullets set off a grand storm in the air.

The scene in front of him was like countless heavy machine guns were violently shooting at the crowd.

Countless large-caliber machine gun bullets easily ripped through the human body, pierced through the car, and splashed out from the human body mixed with all kinds of blood, brains, visceral fragments and stumps.

The colorful liquids glistened in the reflection of the moonlight, for the horror showed an eerie beauty.

Half of its head was knocked flying, and the corpse with pink brains spilled from the crack was attracted by gravity and rolled to the ground with a dull sound. This voice is the epitome of this small battlefield, representing the fear and pain of the ninjas who started to join forces.

In just ten seconds, the shooting of the bullets stopped, and the **** man who hid behind the car for the first time looked at the scene in front of him with a stiff expression.

This is an extremely tragic scene~www.readwn.com~ Dahan is no stranger to this, but in the past hundreds of years, it is often only him, not his opponent, who can make this kind of killing.

If this group of people was shot by more than ten armed helicopters with heavy machine guns, it would be fine. The unborn man knows that this is a trick that has nothing to do with modern hot weapons.

The other party did this, obviously just to hide people's eyes and ears.

"Sowanda! Come out, I know you're not dead." With a leisurely male voice, a black-haired young man in a suit walked out of the woods.

Walking on a **** battlefield is like walking in a garden.

Just because of the other party's bearing, the black man called Sowanda knew that he had kicked the iron plate.

Sowanda wasn't annoyed either. He stepped out of the back of a car a little embarrassed. His clean white suit was stained like a beggar.

"Huh? Even I know who I am. Obviously, Mr. Strange, you have a side that the world doesn't know about." The **** man pulled out his sword and carried the back of the sword on his shoulders. He strode out, in the distance Mei Mumu stood still less than ten meters away.

Mei Mumu shrugged: "Everyone has a bit of a secret. Isn't it?"

"Oh? Then I'm more interested in [Super Soldier Serum]."

Someone Mei pouted: "You don't have to believe it, but I guarantee that Captain America will not do this trick."

[Arrow Shooting] is a very convenient magic. As long as there is mana and sufficient control, Mei is equal to carrying ten heavy machine guns with him 24 hours a day, and mud blocks, branches... almost any hard object can be used. Use it as a bullet.

In a place like the United States, where the Constitution gives the people the right to own guns, getting bullets or something is simply too easy. Of course, machine gun bullets are illegal in most states, and you have to get them from a designated gun.

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