Doomsday Game Online

Chapter 329 Chapter 329

At sunset, the pickup was walking through the streets of Bogotá, mostly with one or two-story houses on both sides.

They were spray-dyed in various bright colors according to the typical preferences of Latin Americans.

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple, with grid stripes, and graffiti of different sizes.

Of course, there are old buildings with white or even brick walls, including various churches of different old and new, full of vicissitudes of life.

Before July last year, outsiders would inevitably marvel at this Latin American city scenery and take photos as a souvenir.

Now, under the gloomy sky, this place seems to be an old monster who wants to devour human flesh and blood, suppressing violence, and full of despair.

Zhang Hao drove the car tremblingly, maintaining a speed of forty to fifty kilometers per hour.

He can’t help it.

Link’s proposal was the only chance he had in half a year, and he could only wait to die if he didn’t gamble.

But the businessman’s habit of observing his words made him sure that Link didn’t mean much to his wife and daughter.

The supplies at home are even less worth mentioning than the fuel used to drive this petrol tiger.

But Zhang Hao was still afraid.

Sure enough, the pickup only drove less than two kilometers, and a group of gunmen suddenly appeared.

And they were very mindful. After the pickup was driven to the right place, two pallets were suddenly pushed out from the front and rear, and the brackets were supported, blocking the front and rear roads.

Obviously this is not the first time they have succeeded, otherwise they would not be so skilled.

Zhang Hao stepped on the brakes, with a look of horror on his face.

Only then did Link take action, leaning his upper body out of the open window, and lying half-back on the door.

Separate the left wheel with both hands, aiming at more than a dozen gangsters who are shouting, haha, and shouting in excitement.

Boom boom boom boom!

The head of the gangster in the rear burst into a headless man.

The right hands of the five people holding rifles among the gangsters in front were blasted into two pieces, and their palms flew out with the rifles attached.

The excited gangsters were stunned.

Link gently kicked Zhang Hao, who was also unrecovered: “Continue to drive forward.”

Zhang Hao was so excited that he subconsciously followed suit and drove the pickup a few meters away from the pallet barricade.

Link sat back in the co-pilot and pointed a revolver at the intact gangsters in front of him: “I only count three times. Either you open the roadblock or I open your dog’s mind.”

The gangsters looked at each other and did not move for a while.

boom!

One arm was broken, and the head of the gangster who was tumbling on the ground exploded.

“Three, two, one…” Link’s voice floated from the car window.

Several uninjured culprits immediately began to move the cart barricades.

The death of their companions made them understand one thing-for those who can’t afford it, it is better to send away than to stay.

When the pickup passed by the cart, Link’s right hand placed outside the window pulled the revolver trigger.

Boom boom boom boom!

Several uninjured gangsters had a big hole in their chests and fell to the ground blankly.

Look, I really didn’t blow your dog’s head. Link sneered in his heart and silently retracted the revolver.

This group of guys were full of blood and violence, and they had killed many people.

Link didn’t think they were acting chivalrously here just now, so he still sent them to see God.

This can also strengthen Zhang Hao’s confidence… right? It depends on how this one understands.

Zhang Hao was trembling slightly.

This is not fear but excitement, but not because of killing.

I just saw my own power, the deterrence to others, and the sense of security.

I must gain strength. He swears secretly in his heart, just like vowing to become a rich man in peacetime, so that he will feel safe enough.

On the next journey, Zhang Hao confirmed this idea time and time again.

After night fell, the tyranny (Gu Qian) in the heart seemed to be aroused.

In the gloomy alleys and street doors and windows, there will be sights from time to time, which is full of malice.

But when the owners of these sights want to move, the loud noise of the special revolver will sound one step ahead.

The doors and windows shattered, and these people were beaten to death inside the house without a chance to show up.

In many buildings, there were panic shouts from other people, and occasionally some foolish fools roared and rushed out.

In the next moment, they will follow in the footsteps of the deceased and be hit back by the 12.7mm rifle bullets-this is a real flight.

Link took the initiative to use empowerment to keep the kinetic energy of the bullet in the culprit as much as possible.

With the design of Kalman, a special revolver suitable for instilling divine particles, hitting the trapeze is just the simplest operation.

After the empowerment proficiency is improved, it is not impossible for bullets to play with the mountain and the cow.

The reason why the revolver is used is not influenced by Jean, but because of its simple structure, which is more suitable for novices to practice empowerment.

In Zhang Hao’s observation all the way, Link has only done two things. The first thing is naturally to shoot and kill the bandits.

The second thing is that after the shot was fired, the magazine opened the magazine unhurriedly, took out the empty cartridge case inside, and replaced it with a new bullet.

I don’t know if it is a coincidence, the gangsters who want to attack along the way will never be able to drain the bullets in the two revolvers.

Link can always replace the revolver with new bullets before they attack.

You know, this is a 12.7mm revolver, and the magazine has only five rounds capacity, and two guns only have ten rounds.

Those gangsters looked like fools, ranging from three to five to seven or eight, sending themselves under the gun in batches, without even having a chance to shoot a shot at the pickup.

Linke naturally wouldn’t explain to Zhang Hao that the dark night is a hotbed of evil, and even more of his own scoring theater.

One of the things he does most often is walking in chaotic cities at night to kill monsters that cannibalize people and bandits that do evil.

The ultra-long vision range and ultra-clear vision brought by the focused eye are almost not limited by the light source at night, which is not much different from the daytime.

Unless you bump into it while turning, it is difficult for the culprits to spy on doors and windows within a kilometer and aim with their guns.

It can be said that Link knows their position better than these bandits.

After all, the culprit is not a person, let alone a gang, but Link can clearly see a street at a glance, provided that his vision is not physically obscured.

The bloody cruelty of street fighting in the war made his opponents feel.

This, monsters and gangsters from Chicago to Miami can testify.

Under the protection of this “predictive kill”, Zhang Hao, who was driving in the dark, arrived safely in the northwest city of Bogota after half an hour into the night.

Hearing someone screaming somewhere far away, Link asked Zhang Hao to drive over.

Then he got out of the car and entered the building where the scream was. He came out a few minutes later: “Drive forward 200 meters.”

After 200 meters, Zhang Hao was asked to stop again.

Link walked into the second building and found a group of more than twenty gangsters.

Repeating what the little gangsters did in the first building, he finally got the position of Scarlet Blood Dawn.

The little gangsters in the first building were out of luck, and Link just wanted to ask a few big gangs.

But who told them to quit human affairs and torture and kill women?