Tap tap tap!

Crisp and powerful footsteps sounded from behind. Under the gaze of two police officers, a man in a black slim-fitting windbreaker strode in. He held a large-caliber revolver in his hand and looked at the man with an expressionless face.

A monster, he pulled the trigger brazenly.

Bang!

With one shot, the monster's left arm was broken at the elbow!

Bang!

Another shot!

The monster's left knee was shattered, and he knelt down with a thud!

Bang!

The fourth shot opened a bloody hole thirty centimeters in diameter in the monster's chest.

Bang!

With the fifth shot, the monster's abdomen was broken open, and its organs squirmed and flowed outward.

The man fired five shots in a row very cleanly. The limbs of the strong monster were shattered, and it fell to the ground, twisting and wailing like a flesh insect.

Immediately afterwards, the man pulled out a steel knife about three feet long and shaped like a Tang Dynasty sword from his lower back. He walked up to the monster who was twisting his body, dropped the knife, and the ferocious head flew away.

Gululu rolled forward three or four meters.

"Dead...dead?" The Sheriff looked at the motionless corpse of the monster and whispered in a trembling voice: "Dead!"

He breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if his whole body was exhausted, and a sense of joy that he had survived the disaster spread instantly.

"Leave immediately, we are taking over this building now." The man in black glanced at the two police officers who were slumped on the ground, and replaced the bullets very skillfully.

Only with the crisp collision sound of the bullet casings falling on the ground did the two police officers react. They stood up staggeringly. The older police officer looked at the man in black and said with a trembling voice: "

Thank you...Thank you! Which department do you belong to? I am the Nancheng Public Security Department..."

"I said, leave this building immediately!" The man in black frowned, turned his head slightly and glanced at the sheriff, his voice became deeper and deeper, leaving no room for doubt!

The Sheriff looked at him and felt his hair stand on end. He felt like a frog being stared at by a poisonous snake!

This guy feels...even scarier than the monster just now!

The Sheriff did not dare to say anything more. Judging from the ruthlessness of the other party's attack just now, his combat ability and psychological quality are much higher than ordinary Sheriffs and sergeants. Even the special forces may not be so outstanding.

warrior.

And he noticed that the pistol used by the man in black was an M500 revolver, which is known as the most powerful pistol in the world. Because of its large caliber, it can only be equipped with 5 bullets, and its total length is nearly half a meter.

, weighing 2.5 kilograms, almost heavier than a miniature submachine rifle.

This kind of pistol is usually used for hunting large beasts. It is no exaggeration to say that it can kill a rhinoceros or elephant with one shot!

And because of its huge power, its recoil is also very terrifying. An average adult male generally needs two hands to hold it tightly. When shooting, the huge recoil will also lift both arms high.

But... when the man in black fired the gun just now, he used one hand!

And after he fired, except for the slight movement of his wrist up and down, the entire arm was extremely stable and remained on a horizontal line!

What kind of terrifying strength and stability can this be achieved?

The two sheriffs looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes. After hesitating for a moment, they decided to obey the other's order and walked towards the sheriff who had been shot away by the monster before.

brush!

A steel knife was instantly placed in front of them!

"You can't take him away." The man in black took out a capsule-like object from his arms and said expressionlessly: "He is dead, and I will burn the body."

Burn?

The two police officers were stunned when they heard this, and then their eyes became angry.

"He was a sheriff, and he died to protect this city! Doesn't he even have the qualifications to keep his body intact and have his family take a look?" the sheriff lowered his voice and gritted his teeth and asked.

"There is enough light here. His body will not mutate in a short period of time, but I cannot guarantee that the power system of this building can be stable forever. If the lights go out, he will turn into a monster within ten minutes." The man in black

He took off the body armor and firearms from the Sheriff, leaving only the last layer of personal clothing, unscrewed the capsule, and sprinkled some of the dust inside on the Sheriff's body: "The order I received is...

Eliminate all hidden dangers harmful to the city!"

A ball of fire suddenly burst out and completely engulfed the Sheriff. In just a few dozen seconds, his body had become charred black.

"What the hell!" The older police officer's eyes suddenly turned red when he saw this. The dead police officer was his comrade when he joined the army. The relationship between the two was very close. At this time,

Seeing his close comrade-in-arms die in front of him, his body almost burned with no bones left, his emotions suddenly collapsed.

Yes, you did save us, you are indeed awesome! But can you do whatever the hell you want? In front of others, treat other people's bodies like garbage and burn them? Even before burning them, you also remove all the

All the equipment and clothes were stripped off, not even the last bit of dignity was left!

"You fucking bastard!" the Sheriff roared angrily and rushed towards the man in black.

However, the next second, before he saw any movement from the other party, he felt as if his legs were tripped by something. His body fell forward involuntarily, and the world spun before his eyes. Then, he fell heavily to the ground, his neck

There was a cold and sharp touch!

The man in black put the steel knife on the Sheriff's neck, with an expressionless face, and said in a cold voice: "Don't interfere with my work."

The Sheriff yelled.

At this moment, the walkie-talkie on the Sheriff's body rang. Along with a few piercing electric sounds, the voice of the deputy commander of the Public Security Department came from the walkie-talkie:

"Public Security Department U-223 Team, evacuate the Commodity Building immediately! I reiterate, evacuate the Commodity Building immediately!"

The Sheriff's eyebrows were beating wildly, and he stared angrily at the man in black. He gasped for a long time, then gritted his teeth and pressed the intercom button: "The U-223 team has received an order! Someone died in our team. How should the body be disposed of?"

"There will be dedicated personnel to deal with the bodies. Just follow the order and retreat!" the deputy commander's voice sounded again.

The Sheriff was silent for a long time, then gritted his teeth and said, "Copy that!"

The man in black lifted the steel knife from the Sheriff's neck, and the young Sheriff next to him who had been frightened immediately stepped forward and helped the senior up from the ground.

"Go away!" The constable who fell on the ground pushed his companion away, staggered up, turned around and walked out in despair.

"Wait a minute." The man in black suddenly spoke. He walked over, stacked the uniforms, body armor and firearms that he had just taken off the body, and said in a deep voice: "Take these things back."

"The order to burn the corpses was given by the higher-ups and must be carried out! Taking off their clothes is to leave a tomb for them in the future, and the mixed materials in the combat uniforms will cause certain obstacles to the burning." The face of the man in black remained unchanged.

There was no expression on his face, but his tone was no longer cold, but more relaxed.

The police officer who was about to walk out of the hall stopped in place when he heard this.

"Not only are your comrades dying, but my comrades are also declining... If it were me, I don't want my body to turn into something hideous and disgusting after I die, attacking the city I once fought so hard to protect.

, to attack my comrades." The man in black said solemnly: "I would rather you burn me."

The older Sheriff's throat moved up and down.

He knew that what the man in black said was right, and he also knew that this approach was correct, but emotionally, it was always difficult to accept it.

"I'm sorry, you are right, I was too impulsive." The Sheriff took a deep breath, wiped the tears from his eyes, took the relics of his comrade, and bowed to the man in black: "I can ask

, what’s your name?”

The man in black frowned.

"I was abrupt, I'm sorry!" The Sheriff turned and walked out the door.

Just as he was about to step into the darkness outside the door, the voice of the man in black suddenly sounded.

"My name..."
Chapter completed!