The car was completely flattened and scrapped. No matter who was sitting inside, even Iron Man, he would not escape death. The fronts of the four trucks were also deformed, and the seriously damaged headlights flashed. The driver inside stared at the off-road vehicle that was hit. One of them picked up the thermal imaging scanner to capture the body inside before the temperature disappeared to confirm that the person inside was dead.

It was dark night, and the street lights nearby were emitting miserable lights, witnessing this violent bloody murder.

In thermal imaging, there is also an image in addition to the motivation, and there is no red image of anyone. This is abnormal. It takes a while for a person to die before the body can cool down. During this period, the thermal imager can capture it.

Without human images, it means that the people in the car are not dead at all.

"Bang!"

"Wow!"

The truck window to the north was smashed by a fist, which was particularly harsh in the silence after the murder. This was Long Xiaoqi's fist, which violently smashed the glass, hugged the driver's head and pulled it out, and then pressed hard on the window frame full of glass.

"laugh!"

The broken and residual glass turned into sharp knives, easily cutting the driver's fragile neck.

The bright red blood gushed and the driver didn't even say a sound of help, but he just stared at him and died.

But Long Xiaoqi did not stop because there was still a lot of leaking glass on the window frame. He continued to pull the driver's head and dragged it on it to grind it until the entire neck was cut almost separated from his body.

This is tyranny. Long Xiaoqi can't suppress his current tyranny at all. Just like when a truck hits him, he can't suppress his reaction and agility, and he can't suppress his own qualities. He abandoned the car instantly and jumped out of the car window like a ghost.

Excited, every cell in Long Xiaoqi's body was filled with excitement. His degree and strength were all back, and after he came back, he needed to celebrate with tyranny.

"Baoba!..."

Truck drivers from the other directions immediately pulled out their guns and shot at Long Xiaoqi. They found that the target was not dead, but they were still alive. They didn't know how Long Xiaoqi escaped this seamless assassination game, but they knew that nothing could be solved by guns.

If one shot doesn't work, then use a lot of guns.

When shot, Long Xiaoqi immediately opened the car door and threw the body down, leaned over and drove the truck backwards.

"Play with you bumper cars!"

"boom!"

The truck that had exited for dozens of meters made a roar, and under the control of Long Xiaoqi, it turned into a wild beast that rushed forward, and it was extremely fierce and collided towards the triangle formed by the fronts of the three trucks in front of it.

"Bang!"

The powerful impact was completed instantly, and the fronts of the four trucks were all deformed. Everyone inside was subjected to strong shocks, and it was impossible to continue shooting at Long Xiaoqi.

Mission failed, evacuate!

Three trucks are about to leave, but how could Long Xiaoqi give them a chance to leave?

Long Xiaoqi opened the car door and rushed out, stepped on the deformed front of the car and jumped to another truck, and kicked the windshield that had already cracked out with a fierce kick.

"Crash!"

The glass shattered, but Long Xiaoqi's kick didn't stop and kicked the driver in the face.

"Bang!"

The driver lay heavily back on his upper body, and then bounced back after hitting the back seat. His face was covered with scratches, his nose bridge collapsed, and his mouth became bloody and bloody.

"Swish!"

Long Xiaoqi drew his sword and stabbed him, penetrated the other party's bloody mouth, cut off his tongue and stabbed it into the back of his head.

Rotate and pull out.

Blood was squirting wildly, and half a fresh human tongue was hanging on the saber.

After violently killing two people, Long Xiaoqi charged towards the third truck. After hitting the cockpit, he stabbed the opponent with a sabre with half of his tongue.

"Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff…"

One knife after another, one knife passed quickly, and in just ten seconds, the driver was stabbed more than a dozen times, turning into a bloody man, lying dejectedly on the seat.

There was also the last truck, and the driver had already started to reverse and escaped as fast as possible.

"Bang!"

The dull sniper rifle sounded, and a sniper warhead came across the sky, piercing the other party's heart.

"puff!"

The entire chest cavity exploded, and the heart was blown into pieces by the warhead, splashing into every corner of the cockpit. Without control, the truck was tilted backwards, and finally knocked down two big trees and then turned off.

Behind, an off-road vehicle drove slowly over. Lin Dong had already put away the sniper rifle and parked the car steadily next to Long Xiaoqi.

"Is it interesting?" Long Xiaoqi stared at Lin Dong and shouted: "It's okay, why are you shooting? I'm not satisfied yet!"

Depend on!

Long Xiaoqi was very unhappy. He had only killed three of them. When he wanted to kill the last one, Lin Dong actually took the sniper directly. What does this mean? He hasn't had enough fun yet.

"I haven't shot for a long time, I want to try whether the shooting skills have regressed." Lin Dong looked as if she were right.

"Is there anyone who is as shameless as you? Have you ever tried to regress in the shooting skills?" Long Xiaoqi rolled his eyes and shouted, "Can you find a more outrageous reason?"

"Is this a ridiculous reason?" Lin Dong smiled.

It's outrageous, indeed outrageous. A sniper like him cannot retreat at all. Even if he hasn't touched the gun for several years, he can continue to use it as before. Because his understanding of sniper rifles has long been beyond the scope of ordinary people.

A gun is his life; his life is on the gun in his hand.

"Didn't you agree to stay here to protect Monica?" Long Xiaoqi opened the car door and got in.

"I brought you clothes and I'll send you there." Lin Dong took out a suit and threw it to Long Xiaoqi and said, "Anyway, you can't go to the airport now. As long as you show up, you will definitely be regarded as a terrorist."

After killing three people in a row, Long Xiaoqi's body was covered in blood. When he was about to get into the car, he immediately dyed the leather seat red.

"You are my boss, I have to send you to the airport in person to rest assured." Lin Dong said to Long Xiaoqi while driving: "Of course, you definitely don't need it, but I have to do what I should do. I like comfort, but I think after following you, I'm afraid that protecting Monica will become my last comfortable life."

"You are free." Long Xiaoqi threw out the bloody clothes he had replaced.

"Yes, I am free, so I enjoy the last peaceful life." Lin Winter lit a cigarette and handed it to Long Xiaoqi: "I heard that the sniper myth is dead?"

"Yes, I'm dead." Long Xiaoqi took the cigarette and nodded.

Lin Dong smiled: "Boss, do you want to have your own hands? I know that the sniper myth is not dead at all. I can find him and have the confidence to let him work for you."

Hearing this, Long Xiaoqi's eyes widened: Mom, of course I want my left and right hands!!!
Chapter completed!