He looked up in astonishment and saw the big blond man in the reflection on the surveillance screen.
Half of the head of the guy who was still lying on the ground just now had been shot off by bullets, and the white brains in the open skull were exposed, steaming hot, but this guy's eyes were completely green, and there was a terrifying light, and the knotted muscles on his body had completely torn the skin, revealing bloody musculature, and his hands had mutated, and his five fingers had become sharp and long, like five bayonets.
The big golden man's right hand had already pierced deep into the back of the delivery boy, and the five fingers, which were as sharp as swords, directly penetrated the body and pierced through the chest.
"Corpse sacrifice," a terrifying word flashed through his mind.
One of the three people killed by himself has the Demon Clan's Corpse Sacrifice Secret Technique.
The way to obtain the corpse sacrifice is very cruel, the newborn demon baby who has just completed the moon can perform a strange sacrificial ritual, baptize with the blood of seventy-seven forty-nine babies, and exchange dozens of human lives for a second chance at resurrection.
The whole sacrificial ritual is actually extremely dangerous, and if you are not careful, the baptized baby will also die, and the success rate is very low.
Once successful, this secret technique with the help of the power of the demon god is actually exchanged with blood and demons, and at the same time of resurrection, the body of the corpse sacrifice will be extremely mutated, although it can burst out of terrifying power, but it will become a terrible monster that is not human or ghost.
"Hehe, I can't think of it" The big guy cracked open the mouth that had been shot through the leaky air, and smiled vaguely: "Who the hell are you Atlantean Moriah" "Go back underground and ask your demon god," the takeaway boy suddenly kicked his leg back, kicking the big guy backwards and back, hitting the car board.
Sharp fingers pulled out of his body, blood spurting out in a mist, and a surveillance screen in front of him was covered with blood.
Holding back the intense pain, the delivery boy didn't care about his injuries at all, and rushed towards the big man, smashing his fist into the opponent's throat like lightning.
There was a crisp sound at the cartilage of the Adam's apple, and the Adam's apple was easily smashed.
"Uh" The big man who was attacked couldn't help but open his mouth, and a cold egg-sized thing was stuffed into his mouth in an instant.
Then another elbow slammed into his rotten head, his mouth closed involuntarily, and the slippery thing slipped down his throat and into his stomach.
"What the hell what the hell" he kept coughing, digging at his throat, trying to dig that thing out, it was certainly not something to be happy about "What the hell did you stuff in my stomach?"
He roared, cursed in the most vicious language, and lunged at the delivery boy like a mad dog, his bloody hand arcing through the air to tear his opponent to shreds Boom A dull explosion came from the big man's belly, and the blood-stained belly instantly swelled up like a balloon that had been inflated, and the extremely resilient combat uniform was actually propped up a few cracks, making a crackling sound.
As if a blender had been stuffed into his stomach, the big man could hear the sound of the organs in his abdomen being crushed, and his bulging belly quickly deflated, and he completely lost his ability to attack, bent his legs, and fell to his knees.
"Ho Ho Bomb" Sticky black blood gushed from the corners of his mouth, and the bomb exploded in his abdomen, failing to tear through the strong musculature, but tossing his internal organs to pieces.
Poof The body of the big man fell heavily on the floor of the carriage, and blood gradually spilled from under him, and soon he was truly dead.
The delivery boy sat down slowly on the ground next to the monitoring console, he exhaled heavily, and looked down to see that his chest was already wet with blood, and the blow of the big man just now had completely penetrated his lungs and heart, and now he was bleeding profusely.
He reached for the microphone on his chest and pressed the call button.
"I've got it done," he looked down at his wound again, "but I'm too badly injured to do it."
After saying that, his head tilted and he didn't move anymore.
In the basement of the Ice and Fire Bar, under the light of the workbench lamp, Long Yun carefully clamped a steel-core warhead with a tool, then controlled the drill bit to accurately drill a hole in it, and then pressed a sticky yellow like soft plastic into the hole.
After that, he loaded the warhead in the already filled cartridge case, placed it on the prefabricated table, and fixed the warhead and cartridge case with a clamping machine.
The table was already piled with hundreds of such ammunition, and Long Yun had been sleepless for two days and nights.
He knew exactly what kind of enemy he would face, at least no weaker than the guards and servants he had seen in Sierra Leone.
These guys can't deal with ordinary ammunition, they can only be modified with special bullets and grenades.
Next to it is placed a HK416 assault rifle, this gun is modified by Long Yun, the spring of the retractor has been cut off a small section, which can speed up the recartridge and improve the shot, and at the same time, the barrel and brake must be modified to withstand the explosive fire and strong recoil brought by the HK416 assault rifle.
The AG drum, which is Long Yun's favorite auxiliary magazine, can provide more continuous fire support.
Toot toot The mobile phone placed on the side suddenly lit up, Long Yun was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect someone to call him at this time, now there are still thirty-six hours before the agreed time, does the other party want to meet early After hesitating for less than a second, he grabbed the phone with one hand and pressed the call button.
"Hey, who's it?"
"Ghost, you don't need to know who I am, at least I'm your friend now," came from the other end of the phone, in fluent English with a slight accent from the Baltic countries.
Judging from this, the other party must have lived in southern Europe for a long time, and the English of northern Europe is relatively pure, and there is basically no too obvious accent.
"I have no friends, and all my friends are dead."
"Well, even though I'm not your friend, I want to give you a big gift."
"What a big gift" "Don't you want to find out where your teammate's old fish family is hiding, I can tell you that you have at most sixty minutes to leave the bar now and save your friend's family, and in sixty minutes, the people who are watching you will see that the spies they sent have been killed, and new spies will be sent soon.
When they see that their men are dead, they will be alert that you have fled, and if I were your enemy, they would have taken the hostages again. ” "Who are you?"
"It doesn't matter who I am, you've wasted another two minutes now."
Toot toot The phone was hung up
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