The violent coughing sound continued to sound, and the pinch of powder that Fang Senyan spilled was the black pepper powder he had brought from the supermarket shelf.
A well-known staple food in the United States is black pepper grilled steak, according to statistics, the entire United States consumes more than ten tons of black pepper in a day, but these spicy and stimulating powders sprinkled on oily steaks are delicious, but after entering the eyes and nose, it can also make people cry, and it is difficult to see for a while These three FBIs accidentally fell into Fang Senyan's plot, choked and coughed, and even more tears, but their hearts were full of rage, and there were still people trying to wipe their tears and try to aim.
But Fang Senyan had already planned at this time, the black trench coat he was wearing spread like a bat's giant wings, and with a quick turn, he pulled out the Italian SAS15i combat shotgun from behind him, and then pulled the trigger violently Fang Senyan's marksmanship has always been quite inferior, so he rarely engages in gunfights with people.
But in the current situation, the shotgun has undoubtedly become a very terrifying murder weapon, and the muzzle of the black hole almost touched the nearest FBI, and then it violently spat out flames, and hundreds of iron and steel balls full of kinetic energy hit the human body fiercely in the green smoke.
Effortlessly tore through the outer clothes, although the body armor inside can play a certain protective role, but the huge force attached to such a close bombardment is no less than the internal injuries caused by the full force of the club The FBI agent who was hit by the continuous bombardment was extremely embarrassed, his eyes were black, and he couldn't stop staggering backwards, but after all, he was also an elite who had undergone extremely hard training, and when he was about to take advantage of the situation to roll and escape and hide against the counter next to him, he didn't know that Fang Senyan had already expected his movements, took a step forward, and aimed the muzzle of the black hole hole with smoke at his head, and coldly pulled the trigger "Boom" and "boom" sounded in succession, and the FBI agent flew out in the smoke in the air, and the flesh and skin on his face were shredded by scattered shrapnel and overturned, showing a tragic situation of blurred flesh and blood.
Fang Senyan screamed in his heart that it was a pity, this FBI elite agent's ability to resist attacks was also very tenacious, so he could actually raise his arm to protect his head in time and barely avoid this fatal blow, so that he could not succeed in killing, but the advantage was that he would inevitably lose his combat effectiveness, and it was impossible to pose any threat to Fang Senyan in the short term.
At this time, there were a series of sharp stabbing pains from Fang Senyan's vest, as if he had been stabbed into his body by a red-hot knife continuously, and several bullets grazed past his ears, obviously the other two FBIs had come to their senses and aimed at him to shoot wildly.
If it weren't for the fact that the eyesight of those two people was still affected by the pepper, otherwise it was believed that Fang Senyan's head would definitely be the first target they were aiming at, and Fang Senyan's health was also declining at a crazy rate, and it fell below the dangerous warning line of 20.
Fang Senyan forcibly pressed the tempting idea of giving the seriously injured guy a shot, buried his head and jumped over the cash register next to him, and then rolled on the ground and avoided the passage next to him, the subsequent bullets knocked the wall ash and debris flying, but it could only be regarded as an afterthought, only the intermittent blood flowing down the ground showed that the previous shot was not in vain.
In the face of such an endgame, the two FBIs with red and swollen eyes and tear-stained eyes also looked at each other.
Because both the U.S. military and the FBI have always adhered to the principle of not abandoning and not giving up.
If a colleague is seriously injured or killed, someone must be left to take care of the scene.
It's just that there are only two people who still have combat effectiveness, and if one more person is assigned to stay behind, the remaining people will catch up and face the fierce gangster, but if they just give up and let the murderer run away in vain, then they will really become a shame for the FBI was in a dilemma, but an angry voice came from the rear: "So what are you waiting for?"
It was the leader of the special operations team who came in stride: Novan.
His gaze swept over his two gray-faced subordinates, and then moved to the body of James, who was unknown to him and his flesh and blood, a complicated look appeared in his eyes, but he said in a categorical tone: "You two immediately rush up and bite him to remember, just keep an eye on his whereabouts, and I will ask for help from above."
"What," the two elite FBI agents shouted at the same time.
They were obviously not afraid to hunt down Fang Senyan, but were surprised by the team leader's decision to call for help.
Novan shook his head slowly and said: "If I call for help from the headquarters in time now, then at most our group will become a disgrace to the entire Coalition Bureau of Investigation, but if we wait until things are out of control, then the FBI will become the laughing stock of the entire United States, and our personal honor and disgrace cannot be overridden by the entire Bureau of Investigation."
After listening to Novan's words, the two FBI elite agents were also silent.
Novan pulled out a brick-like liaison from his bosom and began dialing Fang Senyan was running in stride, he didn't have the slightest awareness of being a prey, if he didn't clearly know that the enemy had a detector that could sense his approximate location at any time, I believe he would have stayed and set up an ambush to snipe the pursuers behind.
In fact, his condition at this time was not good, the dense wounds on his back were still dripping blood, and the sweat was like a knife, which caused the wound to shrink and convuls.
But Fang Senyan's eyes seemed to be burning, looking blazing and focused, savage and fierce, as if injury was the catalyst for his life, and pain was the rising sun in his fighting spirit "Warning, warning, the head of the FBI team who is chasing you has applied for support from the Ministry."
"Warning, warning, the head of the FBI team who is chasing you has applied for support from the Ministry."
"Warning, FBI Headquarters, Geralth Sardiny will be joining the hunt for you, and he will be there in ten minutes."
Looking at this series of prompts, Fang Senyan's pupils suddenly contracted, in fact, the tragic scene of the contractor being beaten into a honeycomb by the suddenly appeared Delta Force has always been deeply remembered in his mind.
And he's been worried that the FBI agents might bring in reinforcements to get involved in the capture.
"Ten minutes, fortunately, there are still these ten minutes as a buffer" Fang Senyan couldn't help but have a happy thought in his heart.
Courage is not the same as recklessness, and taking risks is not the same as sending them to death.
He had no interest in dealing with the upcoming FBI officer, Gerals Sardin.
Fang Senyan has every reason to believe that the other party will inevitably occupy an overwhelming advantage.
If Fang Senyan had the marksmanship and perverted talent "Refraction" of the previous dead ghost Quest, then he still had a slight chance of winning, unfortunately, his shooting accuracy was limited to within five meters, and he had to be a shotgun Looking at the countdown time from the Nightmare Mark, Fang Senyan's heart also began to recite silently: "Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Three, Two, One," At the same time, there was a sudden sound in the bag he was carrying.
It's like the crunch of ice cracking when it's exposed to sunlight.
When he took it out, he could see that the transparent box inside was full of cracks, and it exuded a foul smell.
And in the faint dark color, the edge of a murder weapon is ready to come out Fang Senyan found a corner and sat down, leaning his head against the hard wall, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and by the way, he licked the blood stains that were about to dry but not dried on his lips, and silently recited in his heart: "I want to receive the reward for the main quest: cleaning up the space-time node."
"Hint: You have 3 hours, 17 minutes and 47 seconds left before the deadline to leave this world, and you will leave this world within five minutes after claiming the reward for this mission.
Do you want to claim the main quest: whether the task reward for cleaning up the space-time node is. “ Fang Senyan chose "yes" without hesitation.
"You've gained 200 universal points."
"You gained 1 merit point."
"You've accumulated 1 merit point so far."
"The higher your merit points, the more privileges you can enjoy in the space, and the more you can enjoy various discounts."
"You've completed your first quest in the Nightmare World, and your Nightmare Mark storage ability has been activated."
"This is really an incredible world" Fang Senyan smiled tiredly, lit a blood-stained cigarette to himself, took a deep breath and leaned against the wall, his slightly sloppy gaze crossed the high-rise buildings in front of him, and focused on the sunset on the horizon, so he rested in the buildings of Los Angeles, under the sky of the eighties, although it was scorching, but it did not lose a trace of warm sunshine Then his figure faded and finally disappeared into thin air.
After only ten minutes, the FBI's backup surrounded the place, but all they had was a pool of blood that hadn't dried up and a black trench coat that had been beaten to tatters.
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