fifth form

Chapter 2353 Purpose of the Hunt

As a military base in Xijing City, outsiders are obviously not allowed to bring firearms or other weapons when entering.

With the exception of the sequence committee members who were invited later, Ning Que, Song Sijia, Jin Shixue and others did not carry any weapons.

Ning Que took a chair, Song Sijia found a seat at the back and tried his luck with the Dragon Power Fighting Technique, Jin Shixue untied the belt that held his pants, and Song Bu'er held the broken Song 999 version gun, his eyes darting around.

Wang Zimo and Min Ziyan dragged Lin Qingyu, whose scalp was bleeding, to a corner of the reception room and used a coffee table to block the way in front of them, which was considered the best precaution.

The shrill alarms outside the security center building continued to sound, but the slight touches in the corridor were louder in everyone's mind.

"boom!"

There was a sound of the door of the next room being violently kicked open, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Then there was the sound of breaking glass.

"His vision at night seems average, and his perception isn't strong either!"

Ning Que's heart moved when he heard the voice, and he felt that the opponent Song Buer was talking about was not perfect.

"Perhaps the two shots had some effect," Song Buer frowned and said, "He followed me every step when he was chasing me before, no matter where I hid!"

"He's still staring at you, but his accuracy has dropped a little!"

After the sound of breaking glass, the footsteps in the corridor got closer and closer, heading towards the reception room where everyone was.

"boom!"

The sound of a violent kick on the door was heard again.

But compared to the locked door next to it, this door was only half-open.

The door was not broken. When it was kicked open quickly, the foot that kicked the door obviously used too much force and stepped into the room.

"Hey!"

Ning Que exhaled and made a sound, and a chair flew out of his hand and smashed at the other person's head. His hands, which had left the chair, quickly grabbed the other person's thighs and pulled them.

A heavy feeling like pulling a block of iron came over him. Ning Que felt that Song Buer had missed too much information. This kind of opponent's body was very heavy, and his small grappling fighting skills were almost completely defeated.

His dragging hands turned into tiger claws in the brief moment of contact, grabbing the vital parts of the opponent's right leg that was kicking the door.

Ning Que felt pain in his ten fingers, and he realized that the other party's reaction had returned to normal, and the time he had to seize the opportunity first had run out.

The opponent swept his right leg, and Ning Que quickly flipped backwards, dodging with a small move.

"Snapped!"

The sound of Jin Shixue's belt whipping him hard was heard, followed by a slight groan from the recoil.

"He is not affected by my Dragon Power Fighting Technique at all!"

Song Sijia screamed, and Song Burer took several steps back.

Although the black shadow was attacked repeatedly, the opponent's attention was always on Song Bu'er, as if he would not stop until Song Bu'er was killed.

The burly black figure was like Zhou Rihui, who was covered in martial arts. He made no sound after being attacked. He blocked the door like a city wall, and raised his right hand to point at Song Burer who was slowly retreating.

If he wasn't still holding a gun and had his eyes open, almost no one would notice Song Bu'er.

Like a chameleon, wherever Song Buer stands, he can change in harmony with the environment. Even if the opponent is right under his nose, he can hide by relying on this ability to change color.

For a Sequencer who is good at firearms, Song Buer's concealment is extremely terrifying, and it also gives the opponent an advantage when sniping.

The sturdy figure blocked the door, shook his head, threw off the chair that hit his head, and looked around the room. The dim environment had a bad effect on observation, but this room was obviously not a good place to escape, and it was also a dead end. The only way to escape was to break the window and jump from the eighth floor to find a new route.

The attention was gone, and the black shadow swept his hand out like a palm-leaf fan.

"What kind of fighting technique is this? The body can be flexible?"

Ning Que's claws were ineffective, and Jin Shixue's belt almost bounced off him. He swayed and took several steps back, almost standing in the same position as Ning Que.

"I nearly split the nails on my fingers!"

Ning Que replied in a low voice.

Obviously, this is not an opponent that can be killed or controlled by force. Perhaps it can only be targeted by guerrilla tactics to find the flaws.

The two men moved forward, cautiously guarding against each other, but what surprised Ning Que and Jin Shixue was that the other party's eyes were always fixed on Song Bu'er, and he did not take them seriously, and even seemed to be ignoring them.

"Dad, what did you do to him? He just ignored us!"

Song Sijia's Dragon Power Fighting Technique had no effect, but she also keenly discovered that the dark and sturdy figure at the door was staring at Song Bu'er.

She couldn't help but remind him, which made Song Buer blink slightly.

"I just killed sixteen of them, I don't know if they were humans or monsters," Song Buer whispered, "Old Ren told me to kill only one, but I didn't know they would come in droves, and there weren't enough bullets!"

"You only have eighteen bullets in this gun now?" Song Sijia said dejectedly, "Brother Zhang said he wanted to be able to shoot a gun with ease. If you had designed it according to his ideas earlier, this wouldn't have happened!"

"A real gun only needs one bullet!"

Song Buer retorted unwillingly, indicating that shooting with a gun was the most useless.

But he had to admit now that having plenty of ammunition was not a bad thing.

Seeing the black shadow blocking the door and then staring at him moving forward, Ning Que and Jin Shixue were cautiously looking for opportunities around them, and Song Bu'er had no choice but to retreat step by step.

"He seems to be attracted by the discolored clothes you are wearing!"

When everyone was stuck in a stalemate, they heard a voice coming from the corner. Lin Zimo popped his head out from behind the coffee table, reminding them why the shadowy figure was staring at Song Buer.

"He smells like burning soy protein, just like the smell of burning soybean oil when we test it!"

Lin Qingyu, who was lying on the ground, muttered something and shrank her head which was ringing in her ears and dizzy.

"It's... it's Emperor Luo Li... the headless Emperor Luo Li is here again!"

Min Ziyan whispered tremblingly, sensing a similar smell between the approaching figure and the tomb of Emperor Luo Li.

He had experienced a nightmare that had driven him crazy not long ago. Seeing the same smell rising into his heart, Min Ziyan felt that the nightmare was coming back again.

"What do you mean he lacks a brain? His brain is fine!"

Song Sijia cursed softly, then turned on the small light attached to the communicator and shone it directly on the black shadow.

When the round head with mottled black and yellow spots came into view, Song Sijia's eyes couldn't help but jump.

It was normal for the head and face to be of different colors, but there were no eyes, nose, ears or mouth on her illuminated head.

The black shadow that was chasing Song Bu'er was wearing a pitch-black suit and had limbs and a body, but no facial features. It was completely different from a normal human being, and it didn't seem like its body had changed due to genetic stimulation.

"Knock him down!"

Song Sijia only saw the abnormal appearance of the black shadow man through the light, while Jin Shixue spoke up with an idea in his mind, and Ning Que nodded, and the two of them attacked together, one after the other.

Obviously, in the short time that Song Sijia illuminated the opponent, Jin Shixue had already discovered the possible weakness of this opponent.