After saying that, the gambling snake raised its gun and shot all the remaining bullets in the magazine. The four trajectories pointed at the head, heart, abdomen and knees of the bald man.

The other party stood there, blood blooming, as if a gun was hit in a solid position. But shooting was just a prelude to the attack. The gambling snake threw away the gun at the moment the last shot was popped out, and instead of a sword in his hand, he stabbed forward like a phantom, and the sword tip swung to the other party's throat.

A few seconds later, the bald man actually held the sleeve sword with one hand and stopped the force of the gambling snake's hand. Blood flowed out of his palm, but he seemed to careless. He was shot above his eyebrows and smiled with blood on his face: "The skills and shooting skills are very good, but unfortunately..." He used his other hand to pick off bullets from his forehead, and under a layer of flesh and blood, dark metallic scales appeared: "I can't hurt me."

The gambling snake decisively abandoned the sneaker sword, pulled out and jumped back several feet, so as not to be pinned by this invulnerable monster. Seeing that he retreated, the other party became more arrogant and came forward with a drastic move.

The man who was about to attack was about to attack, and the gambling snake took a step towards the wall beside him, turned over and went to the second floor of the hotel. His back had not yet disappeared, but a black thing was thrown down like a hen laying an egg, landing on the place where he was standing just now.

Then the grenade exploded...

It took only ten seconds for the snake to gambling to arrive on the roof of a house fifty meters away. Seeing the smoke dissipated after the explosion, a human-shaped monster with a strong and scaly scales as iron was standing there. The middle-aged man's flesh just now was just his coat, but now it was blown away, most of the time it was exposed, revealing his true identity.

According to experience, most mutants are difficult to deal with. Such abilities are directly reflected in the physical body. There are few people who are weaker than those of the same level. Generally speaking, even if they do not perform any targeted exercise, their strength will increase as long as they grow older. During combat, their ability to use their bodies is often better than those of the same level with more complex abilities.

"You have a lot of tricks." He had found the location of the gambling snake. While pulling off the artificial skin that had been blown off on his body, he quickly approached the gambling snake.

"Not yet asked..."

"Rodda Rich, or Iron Salamander." Iron Salamander jumped up as he spoke: "Don't worry, the Count is going to live."

Seeing this, the gambling snake immediately turned around and jumped towards the roof of another building not far away. It was no problem to see three or four meters away. But the leaping power of the iron salamander was extremely comparable. After climbing up the roof, he jumped up and bounced up. He had already crossed the head of the gambling snake in the air. His iron claw-like palms pressed with the force of falling.

The force of this attack was like a dome, and it was definitely not something that could be stopped by flesh and blood. The gambling snake's reaction was still calm and fast. He pulled out a soft sword from the belt around his waist and shook it casually. The sword blade stood upright, light, sharp, heavy, and fierce. He raised his sword to meet it, and the attack was still the opponent's door.

With this weapon in hand, the attack range of gambling snake was a few feet longer than that of the Iron Salamander. The latter was in the air, his feet were not on the ground, and he could not change the direction of the fall at will. He had to grab the sword body with his hands. This time, the Iron Salamander no longer bleeded. Of course, just now it was just the blood of the artificial leather. The metal rubbed against his scales, but it was just a shiny sound and could not hurt him.

The gambling snake abandoned its weapons again. In the few seconds he had won, he leaned over and slid down the roof slope, climbed the raindrops on the roof with one hand, down the wall, rolled down after landing, unloaded the downward force, and rushed forward with the remnant of rolling forward. This run was at least the speed of the middle and long-distance runners.

Iron Salamander shouted behind him: "I want to see how many weapons you can hide."

He didn't have to do anything, and jumped off the three-story roof, his feet fell on the ground, and the cement was trampled out of cracks. Unexpectedly, the iron salamander had just landed on the ground and his foot was not stable. Three flying knives had already roared, one was aiming for the left eye, the other was the throat, and the last one was the ankle.

This time he was really caught off guard, so he quickly took two steps back and covered his face with one hand. Finally, two of the three flying knives hit the back of Iron Salamander's hand, and the one below fell to nothing.

However, while throwing the flying knife, the gambling snake did not stop running. With this attack, it opened a lot of distance.

Tie Salamander was a little angry and embarrassed. Such a guy who could crush it casually was like a mosquito, biting and running away, slapped his palms so much that he couldn't see him bleeding.

With a loud shout, Tie Salamander rushed over like a cheating locomotive. At this moment, even if a sports car broke out from the diagonal sting, he would have to be knocked to the ground.

But the gambling snake stopped running when he saw this. He turned around and another sneaker sword appeared in his left hand. He stood there waiting for the iron salamander to approach. At this moment, he seemed to have become a lone swordsman again, and he had to wait until his opponent's killing move was close at hand before moving.

Tie Saurant thought that this collision would shatter all the muscles and bones of gambling snakes and completely lose their resistance, but the moment the two of them came into contact, he was shocked. The man who was still in sight disappeared. In just two seconds, Tie Saurant's extraordinary dynamic vision could not be captured. His collision also stopped, and he stumbled and walked a few steps, but was unable to support him and fell to the ground.

At this time, blood was sprayed out, and nearly ten wounds appeared on Tie Salamander. His horrified expression showed that he didn't understand what had just happened.

The gambling snake walked into the sight of Iron Salamander, squatted down, aimed his sleeve sword at his throat. Before the other party could say a word of begging for mercy, he stabbed him and ended the life of a strong-level abilities.

After killing the iron salamander, the gambling snake did not relax. After getting up, it began to observe the surroundings. On the street in the distance, there were many pedestrians looking at the scene here with fear, which means that the police were about to arrive.

It was already dark, and now was a good time to leave. The snake went back to the hotel room and wanted to pack up some things and leave, but he knew as soon as he entered the door. Someone had just come in. It seemed that not only the two people in the car, Tie Salamander and other people who were traveling with him were there. They did not show up, and probably did not want to fight with him directly and died of a disaster.

In any case, he would not take any items in the room, and he did not have the equipment and time to check whether there were any wiretips or tracking devices in his personal belongings. Fortunately, Gilson II's book was not left in the room, otherwise it would be hard to say whoever is in his hands.

After walking out of the room, the sound of the sirens was very close. The police should be watching the Iron Salamander's body now. If they don't flash, they might be blocked in the hotel.

The gambling snake put on sunglasses, climbed out of the wall on one side of the hotel parking lot, trotted three streets, stopped in front of a traffic light, waved at several young people who were driving convertibles and dressed in avant-garde manner, and walked straight over. The other party was parked in front of the sidewalk and waiting for the red light to turn green. When he saw an uncle with a very retro look, he sweared a few words, greeted the whole family of the gambling snake, and laughed meaninglessly. The only constructive language was: "Do you want to make trouble? The country bumpkin."

It seemed that there were really many weapons on the gambling snake. He took out another pistol from the inner pocket of the suit and pointed calmly at the four people in the car: "Get out."

"Hahaha! The killer in a dress for funerals? Who should I scare with a fake gun? Hahaha!" One of them laughed, and the other three laughed quickly, but their expressions were a little stiff. It seemed that they were not sure about this situation, but when things like pretending to behave to a certain extent, they had to resist...

The snake-gambling took four seconds to silence the gun, and used the face wearing sunglasses and numb expression to look at the four people in the car, and raised their arms without aiming at it, and shot him into the traffic light at three o'clock. After the shooting was completed, he pointed the gun at the four people in the car: "I know you have the urge to step on the accelerator, but the fastest starts from stillness to leaving my sight, it will take more than ten seconds, so... get off."

They raised their hands and got out of the car in shame. They took the snake into the driver's seat, turned to look at the driver's boy, waved their hands with guns, and signaled to each other to come over.

The young man sweated coldly and moved over a few steps: "What else is there to do...sir..."

The gun in the gambling snake's hand was facing him at an angle that it would hit the head when it went off fire: "Remember boy, no matter at any time, anywhere, when you see a person wearing a gun at you like a funeral, your attitude is better to give me a serious attitude."

"Yes, sir, I remember." His expression was really serious now.

The gambling snake stepped on the accelerator and left, leaving behind four people who were stunned and didn't react for a long time to call the police.
Chapter completed!