Countless gunshots rang out, bullets rained down, and Laura's right arm was pierced just like that!
Although it can still self-healing, it will lose control in a short time.
The military saw that it was useful, but another series of bullets pierced Laura's left arm!
Now, Laura, who can no longer fight with her left and right hands, is reduced to a useless person in the eyes of the military.
"Quick! Someone go up and maim him with an electric shock baton!" One of the mercenaries approached Laura tremblingly, suddenly! Laura hits a high kick!
"Pfft!" The Adamantium claw growing from the toe pierced a mercenary's neck! Laura was laughing like crazy, now she didn't care if she got away, now she was thinking about killing a few more of these sons of bitches before she died!
"Quick! Smash all limbs and capture her! Remember not to beat her to death!"
The leaders in the military are still obsessed with Laura's Ability. Laura suddenly finds it ridiculous. It's not only these people who are laughing, but also this society.
"Okay! It's time to go! Hurry up...!" The leader hadn't finished commanding yet.
Suddenly, with a bang, gunshots came from nowhere, and a mercenary beside him was headshot! Plasma splashed all over the leader's face!
"Fack! Someone is standing on Laura's side! And he is a guy with excellent marksmanship!" The leader was so frightened at this moment that he bent down hurriedly and began to look for who was shooting. The man with the gun obviously didn't intend to give him time to think.
Bang bang bang, bang bang!
No matter how the mercenaries escaped, no matter what kind of cover they found, it was just like the laws of nature, as long as there was a gunshot from afar, someone would be headshot and fell down!
This is completely like opening and hanging general marksmanship!
Seeing this scene, the leader who was hiding aside not only thought of a terrifying character in his mind, but murmured to himself: "The perfect marksmanship..."
"There is only one person in the United States who can do it...the man who is called the light of New York! Liu Feng!"
"f**k you Jack! Didn't you f**king say that Liu Feng has come home from get off work to have sex with his lover, and he doesn't know about it! What's going on now! How come your favorite New York light is back !" The leader slapped Director Jack directly.
"I... I don't know anything about it...!" Jack covered his face, unable to express his pain, but he really didn't understand anything in his little head.
The leader was distraught, but at a loss, because he not only couldn't find Liu Feng's location, but also couldn't find a reason for Liu Feng to stop attacking him, and his powerful mercenaries were falling down one by one!
It's like a plague!
Laura saw it too.
At the moment when he was about to faint, his hostile army fell down one after another like dominoes.
No matter how red-eyed and exhausted Laura was, she could fully understand the situation at the moment. Someone is on my side, and that person is—
"Thank you." Liu Feng appeared in front of Laura, carrying a sniper rifle.
"If it's later, you won't be here."
"It's better to come early than to come early. Anyway, you can self-heal, and let you kill a few more mercenaries to vent your anger." Liu Feng put down the sniper rifle and replaced it with two Desert Eagle pistols.
As soon as Liu Feng finished speaking, the leader of the army got a loudspeaker and shouted at Liu Feng: "Liu Feng, stop immediately! You don't even know what kind of mistake you made! You can't beat us!" ! This is to provoke the upper... body!"
Before the leader could finish speaking, he just heard the sound of gunshots, and he fell directly into a pool of blood, with an obvious blood hole on his head. This time, he immediately stunned everyone present, including Jack beside him. Director, just slumped on the ground.
"From the very first sentence I said, I already wanted you to die." Liu Feng sneered disdainfully.
It is absolutely impossible for the military of the United States to serve the people of the United States. The military of the United States only serves the capital. Liu Feng knows this very well.
The remaining mercenaries still wanted to resist, but Liu Feng would not give them a chance. He raised his two guns and released the gunfire, still shooting one by one without any deviation.
"The people who don't know what kind of strength they are facing should be you."
It was chaotic, the shops on the street no longer had any complete glass, and even the buildings were crumbling. Broken bones and internal organs were scattered on the ground like household garbage, and the crackling sound of the fire burning building materials continued.
Such a scene can easily remind people that two huge teams are engaged in a small-scale war, and the losses of both sides are astonishingly large, forming a situation where both sides suffer. But that's not the case at all.
One of them may be a well-trained mercenary team, but on the other side, there are only two people, and one of them has been seriously injured.
In other words, all the firepower on that side was released by one person!
What caused all this—the man who carried a giant sniper rifle and had a European-American bone appearance and an Asian appearance, the man known as the light of New York, Liu Feng.
He looked at the hostile man and raised his pistol: "I don't know what kind of strength you are facing, it should be you."
boom!
Gunshots sounded! The picture froze at this point, and Liu Feng's figure was frozen on the big screen with the aura of a god descending from the earth.
At this moment, the "audience" watching the big screen exhaled in unison. When watching the video, their chests seemed to be weighed down by heavy stones, and their breathing was difficult.
"That guy, Liu Feng, is simply a killer." One of the seven people sitting around a round table said slowly.
This is a dark room on the other side of New York. A group of people are sitting around a huge amounts of round table, just like King Arthur's round table knights in western legends.
The only difference is that they used combat uniforms instead of armor. What was playing on the big screen was the scene of Liu Feng carrying a giant sniper rifle and shooting the mercenaries one by one.
This is an extremely weird Ability. No matter how the mercenaries dodge or find cover, the bullets in his gun will always headshot the locked enemy, as if the bullets fired by him are equipped with automatic navigation devices at the moment they are released. !
"Such marksmanship...he is definitely not an ordinary person..." Among the seven people, a heavy voice came out.
This voice has an old breath, like a big tree that has grown for hundreds of years, the upper part is crumbling, as if it is about to fall, but the roots of the lower part are firmly grasping the soil under the ground: " How many troops are left now?"
A man who looked younger responded after thinking for a moment: "General Boyd Holbrough. The elite troops we sent originally had 200 people, but now... there are less than 100 left... and the leader of the team has also passed away. fell in a pool of blood."
The middle-aged white-haired man named Boyd, after hearing this, his face became cold and his fists could not help clenching. Then he took out his mobile phone, entered a series of numbers, and after a few seconds of beeping, , a voice came over there: "This is the White House of the United States."
"I am General Boyd Hobrow, who was in charge of solving the Mutant." Boyd communicated with the characters over there on the phone with a heavy voice. At the end of his words, he said: "Troubleshoot as soon as possible." All this, because my people are being killed by Liu Feng..."
Speaking of this, Boyd paused for a while, and then spit out a word from his mouth: "Massacre..."
After finishing speaking, the phone was hung up by the person over there.