Chapter 1272 Gray Knight

"Mr. Willis, it seems there is someone else!"

Among the scattered crowd, two waves of people became so eye-catching, looking at each other warily, their eyes gradually turning cold.

"Don't worry about them. If it doesn't cause any trouble, just let them go -"

The 'engineer' wearing round glasses shook his head without thinking, held up the shotgun in his hand, with cold eyes, and declared to the left and right: "Today, in accordance with the will of the mediator, I will bring destruction and despair to you!"

"When the waves are coming, you will know that the day of destruction has arrived!"

The fanatical men in black drew their weapons, rushed into the central security post, and shouted:

"Holy!"

"A Zhao, wait, there seems to be another group of people!"

"Do not care."

In the hall, the locomotive roared. With the crazy friction of the tires and the high-pitched neighing, the locomotive spun on the spot, driving the knight to spin. From this small space, he repeatedly pulled the trigger in all directions.

Under the hood, Hara Zhao's eyes were cold: "We do what we do!"

Gunfire spurted out, and bullet casings flew up and landed one after another. The guards wearing exoskeleton armor were killed one after another before they even had time to react.

But then, a piercing alarm sounded.

The wall shattered.

The modified giant hidden behind the hall, the Steel Modifier raised the heavy cannon on his arms, broke into the hall, aimed at the attacker, and the barrel began to rotate.

The iron light formed a continuous line, like a red-hot iron whip, sweeping across the hall and waving it randomly, but it could not catch up with the speeding locomotive that kept changing directions.

Under the knight's driving skills, it seemed to have defied gravity, rushing up the wall, using the huge columns and stairs as cover, and galloping.

But when the modifier roared angrily, the roar of the engine fell from the sky.

Like a cannonball.

After crossing the slight arc above the wall, the heavy motorcycle rose into the air and crashed towards him.

The strong wind blowing against his face lifted the knight's hood, revealing his indifferent face. When the heavy pistol was lifted, the explosive shells that inherited the skills of the forger flew out of the gun chamber.

The fire flashed once, then again, three times!

Three roars connected together, completely blowing the steel head apart.

Immediately afterwards, the falling locomotive collided with the out-of-control reformer. When the explosives tied to the vehicle were detonated, scarlet flame flowers bloomed in the spreading foehn wind.

The burning gray knight landed, threw away the exaggeratedly sized pistol in his hand, pulled out a submachine gun from the satchel behind him, and pulled the trigger towards the elevator that had just opened until now.

After a series of sparks erupted from the barrel of the gun, the screams stopped abruptly.

The hall fell into dead silence.

"Hall, cleared."

Yuan Zhao turned around and said to his teammates who caught up behind him: "According to the plan, Group C will install the bomb, Group B will clear the support and be responsible for the response, Group A, follow me -"

A series of crisp sounds of gun bolts being pulled sounded.

The seemingly disorganized team split into three groups in an instant, sticking to clearing the enemy, planting bombs, or following Yuan Zhao, straight up the stairs.

Disappeared from the sight of the observer.

Only continuous reports came from the communication along with the sound of gunshots.

"2F, breakthrough!"

"3F, breakthrough!"

"4F, encounter entrenched interception, southeast side, prepare for fire support."

"Countdown, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1,!"

boom!

The blazing rockets flew up from a distance, crossed a long distance, and hit the waist of the temporary headquarters of the Central Guard Bureau. The guards who had occupied the right location and waited for assistance evaporated into dust in an instant.

And in the violent shock, behind the spreading dust, a gray ghostly figure broke through the air.

Once again, shed the fire of death.

"That kid, isn't he quite capable of doing this?"

Mo San held the telescope and smiled happily.

If you watch from the outside, you can see the fierce gunfire that is constantly lighting up in the tall buildings.

Under the dim sunlight, the flash of light behind the blackout glass swirled upward and pushed forward, leaving a mess on the ground wherever it passed.

Blood dyes everything red.

And in the sky, whistling sounds continued one after another.

The shadows are rapidly enlarging.

The armed aircraft of the guard station quickly returned to the rescue, lowering their altitude and almost flying over Su San's head.

"Are you so arrogant?"

The lady whose hair was dyed crimson tilted her head and hooked her hand to the side. Immediately, a subordinate sent a one-meter-five-meter-long and twenty-four-pound... shoulder-mounted rocket launcher.

At the moment when the harsh beeping sounds joined together, the flames of destruction flew into the sky, pounced on the evasive aircraft, and then bloomed into dazzling petals.

"Hahaha, have fun!"

She is obviously a stalwart of the Social Security Bureau who prides herself on being mature and intellectual, but now she is dancing like a little girl and whistling: "I like these big treasures left by Huai Shi more and more!"

At the same time, the fire exploding outside the window illuminated the last pale face in the corridor.

"Help, help."

The secretary and clerk crawled backwards on hands and knees, shouting: "Help me——"

But soon, the Gray Knight's feet stepped on his back.

trample!

Then, the overheated red-hot muzzle was pressed against the back of his head, making a hissing sound.

"lead the way."

Yuan Zhao said, "Where is your director?"

"me……"

The clerk was stunned, choked, and almost crying. He could feel the muzzle of the gun on the back of his head moving slightly, as if his finger was slowly pulling the trigger, and he couldn't help but scream: "Go left!"

In an instant, the muzzle of the gun was raised.

Then, he felt a hand tugging at his collar, dragging him forward, through the complex internal structure. The Gray Knight moved forward, and raised his weapon with the other hand, aiming at all those who blocked him along the way. , pull the trigger.

"Turn right, up, up - it's just ahead, it's just ahead, spare me."

The clerk cried, and Yuan Zhao broke through the final door.

Standing in front of the final corridor.

In the corridor, dozens of cold guards with identical faces raised their weapons and instantly locked onto Yuan Zhao's face.

In their eyes, a faint light shines, revealing their identity.

Conquering Angels!

But now, right in front of their guns, Yuan Zhao watched all this indifferently, indifferently.

Just like that, he slowly let go of his hand, dropped the clerk and the submachine gun in his hand on the ground, and finally took off the backpack on his shoulders.

He waved his hand to signal the people behind him not to interfere.

However, he slowly twisted his neck, soothed his somewhat stiff body, and curled his fingers towards them.

He said, "Let's get enough."

In this brief moment of tense silence, scarlet appeared in those cold eyes.

The rancher's hunting blade was enraged.

From this overestimating provocation!

Right at the front, the armored centurion raised his hand to signal his subordinates behind him to put down their weapons, and then threw aside the firearm in his hand.

With a backhand, he pulled out the long sword from his waist.

Step forward.

As for Yuan Zhao, he just bent down, rummaged through his satchel, and then found his own iron pole. He pulled it out piece by piece and slowly assembled it, not caring about his opponent who was moving forward.

boom!

The armor roared, and the centurion's speed surged instantly, whipping up a violent wind from the narrow corridor, and rushed forward.

The burly figure instantly swallowed up the original photo.

Immediately afterwards, a sharp gun blade penetrated from behind his neck without any warning...

When the final threads merged, the more than two-meter-long Tie Shui Yuanzhao was completed in his hands.

Eye pupils raised.

Then, it's over.

Completely, the puncture process cannot be seen.

Just a flash of lightning that was hard to measure passed forward, and immediately after, there was blood gushing out like a fountain.

This is the person who is extremely proficient and has reached the state of transformation, without even a single stab!

"Next!"

In front of the centurion's fallen body, the knight in gray stared at the disturbed opponents and suddenly said considerately: "Forget it... you all, come together!"

As if he was afraid that they would disagree, the knight stepped forward through a pool of blood, the cold spear tip rubbing against stone and iron, and sparks bursting from the high-pitched and sharp sound.

Like galloping, pushing the tip of the gun straight forward.

Towards his opponents.

From the muzzles of those raised guns, dozens of bullets suddenly roared in vertical and horizontal directions!

The iron stick on the ground bounced up like a snake, and fell into his hand as he ran wildly. Then, from the swing of his hand, it flew forward and disappeared straight into the crowd.

In the wailing and neighing, it keeps running through!

And at that moment, Yuan Zhao, who seemed to be flying close to the ground, was already close at hand, holding the centurion's sword in one hand, and pulling out the dagger from the sheath on his waist with the other hand.

Forward, push out!

Behead!

Before the blood could spurt out, the knight in gray clothes had already stepped on the dead man's shoulder, flew up and fell into the crowd. After discarding the long sword in his hand, he pulled out another dagger and pointed it to both sides. sway.

Harvest has begun.

What had been a heavily guarded formation just seconds before had now become a cauldron of death.

In the boiling commotion, blood splashed out like foam and water splashes, sprinkling on the walls and the ground.

Stepping on the corpse at his feet, Hara Teru moved forward, thrust the dagger in his right hand into the face of the blocker, turned back, took off the weapon in his hand, pointed it at the surroundings, and pulled the trigger.

The momentum is overwhelming.

When the commotion ended in just ten seconds, the entire corridor fell into dead silence again.

Only criss-crossed corpses were left, scattered all over the ground, and blood flowed out, spread, and turned into streams.

At the end of the corpse, a line of scarlet footprints still stretched forward.

Finally, he dropped the cracked dagger in his hand.

Yuan Zhao opened the door in front of him.

In the office behind the door, everyone suddenly panicked and started screaming and shouting. The noisy sound made people's eardrums hurt.

Yuan Zhao frowned, looked around, and suddenly asked: "Who is the leader?"

For a moment, everyone subconsciously looked towards the back, where a pale middle-aged man's eyes widened, his lips pursed, and he opened his mouth to speak.

"I have something for you."

Original photo said.

He reached out, pulled out the pistol from the holster under his ribs, pointed it at the unimpressive face, and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

Amidst the reverberating noise, the gift was delivered.

Yuan Zhao took a step back, dropped a grenade, closed the door, and turned to leave.

Behind him, his subordinates methodically poured gasoline, arranged explosives, cleared away the residue, and finally ignited sparks, and a series of roars erupted amidst the spreading flames.

Like the dying cry of a giant beast.

The tall buildings collapsed, and countless smoke and dust billowed up from the tremors of the earth.

The loud noise echoed, like a high-pitched salute, echoing in the sky of the Holy City.

In the brief moment of sluggishness, everyone watching's eyes widened in disbelief, witnessing the Central Guard Station's fall again with hesitation and bewilderment.

"It's a lawyer!"

In the dead silence, the frightened people shouted: "It must be the lawyer!"

"I saw it with my own eyes, it was a lawyer!"

The man who escaped from the ruins gasped, unable to calm down, and cried: "The lawyer is back!"

The moment the cursed name was uttered, everyone fell into a dead silence. They involuntarily took a step back and found it difficult to breathe.

But then, what emerged in his mind was unprecedented excitement and excitement.

Soon, everyone could clearly see that just a few days later, the flag belonging to the adjuster slowly rose from the ruins of the security station.

As a result, those empty pupils gradually lit up.

Reveal, the glory of the beast...

He couldn't help but show an expectant smile.

Those good days are back again!

"Tune a lawyer..."

"Tune a lawyer!"

“Tune a lawyer!!!”

This name once again emerged from a forgotten corner, spreading at a terrifying speed in every corner of the Holy City, in whispers, fanatical shouts, and hidden radio waves and calls.

It was as if an inaudible trumpet was blown.

At that moment, amid the fanatical calls and shouts of countless people, the shadow that once enveloped the entire Holy City returned again!

I was pleasantly surprised to find that our old friend from the fantasy section, Andlao, the author of "The Gun of Embers", has opened a new book~!

Speaking of which, he once disregarded the many tragic lessons learned in the forum, vowed to challenge the deep assault of the City of Glue, and resolutely threw himself into the assembly hell. In the end, he was defeated by the cold reality, and could only escape reality by writing a new book... Now that the new book has been released, Deep Strike may not have been finished yet. I hope everyone will join me in the comment section of "Endless Debt" to laugh at him.