This kind of small sniper rifle does not mean that its lethality is small... the second thing is that the sniper range is shortened... on the contrary, its destructive power is not more deadly than large field snipers, such as Remington and Barrett.

The toy is much less destructive...

It's just that the range of the l96a1 has certain limitations.

As this guy picked up the sniper rifle, he aimed towards a place probably not far ahead...

The cross cursor moves slowly at the same time!

Let's talk about the Audi that drove in. At this time, it had arrived in front of the gate of the abandoned old factory, making a loud noise as the car's tires rubbed against the ground.

The car slowly stopped.

Then the car door was pushed open with a bang.

A man got out of the car.

Yang Hua.

Yes, it was Yang Hua who came alone.

After he walked down, he looked around.

Then he turned around and looked at the three cars at the door...

He couldn't help but sneer at the corner of his mouth and walked inside.

I saw an abandoned old factory...

After hearing the movement of the car, several tough men also turned their heads and looked here.

Then, a bright machete appeared in his hand.

On the other side, Ghost Fist had already clenched his fists tightly. Today, he vowed to avenge Naifu.

As Yang Hua walked in step by step.

The 7-8 swordsmen standing in front couldn't help but take a step back.

"I'm here...where is Xiaoting?"

Hearing a loud roar from Yang Hua, he looked at the ghost boxer at the front and said.

Ghost Fist raised the pair of blazing flames coldly...

Walked up step by step.

"As expected... you're here!" Guifan suddenly burst out into a ferocious smile.

As he laughed, he walked forward step by step, and at the same time, the 6-7 swordsmen around him surrounded him.

"Where is Xiaoting? Where is she?" Yang Hua said angrily.

His fists were clenched. He never thought about going back alive... because he knew that Du Laojiu would never let him go.

He just wanted Xie Yuting to be safe, and he didn't think much about anything else.

As he roared, the ghost fist ignored him.

But there was a ferocious smile at the corner of his mouth and he said: "Let's settle our feud first..."

As he spoke, he rushed over...

"Don't force me to kill..."

Just listen to Yang Hua roar.

Suddenly, his whole body pounced towards the body of the swordsman at the front like a tiger.

The swordsman never expected that Yang Hua would swoop over...the machete in his hand suddenly raised...

Unfortunately it's obviously too late.

As he raised his arm, Yang Hua suddenly grabbed his wrist with his palm, and then twisted it vigorously. The machete in his hand fell to the ground with a clang...

At the same time, a shrill scream came from the swordsman's mouth.

Then Yang Hua grabbed his neck fiercely with the other hand...

"Don't force me..."

"Let Xiaoting go..."

I saw Yang Hua holding the knife hand in front of him whose arm was broken alive with one hand, and holding his neck tightly with the other hand. Everyone could tell that as long as Yang Hua's arm was a little stronger...

The neck of one of them will be broken in an instant if he can't even regain his strength...

The eyes of the swordsmen behind him were filled with fear and anger, and they did not even dare to rush forward.

The ghost fist actually lost all its morale after seeing Yang Hua's blow...

He yelled: "Kill him..."

Then several swordsmen over there rushed up together.

Yang Hua's eyes gradually burned with a strong murderous intention... It seems that he is going to go on a killing spree today...

Since the other party won't release Xie Yuting, he will kill the other party to make her let go.

I saw him exerting force with his arms fiercely.

As for the swordsman whose neck was pinched by him, his eyes suddenly became convex and convex... as if they were about to bulge out, with bloodshot eyes... There was a click, and his neck was pinched by Yang Hua, and he made a sound from his mouth.

A low moan...

He suddenly fell to the ground and died.

And after Yang Hua pinched the swordsman's neck.

He bent over suddenly and picked up the machete on the ground...

He held a sharp machete in his hand... He stood there like a messenger from hell.

No one rushed towards that one again.

"You forced me to do this..."

As Yang Hua's blood-red eyes spat out word after word...

The surrounding swordsmen not only felt a chill coming from the soles of their feet for a moment.

"Cut him..."

But even so, after all, they are life-threatening swordsmen, and there are so many people. They don't believe that Yang Hua can kill them all by himself.

A group of people all rushed over at once.

However, he saw that Yang Hua did not dodge, but rushed straight in with his whole body, like a hungry wolf running into a sheepfold.

Bite there.

As Yang Hua entered the battle group, he fiercely slashed at someone whose waist was exposed with the machete in his hand.

The swordsman saw the machete coming towards his waist... and backed away vigorously.

But he didn't expect that the knife in Yang Hua's hand would be so fast.

Then when his body was not completely out of the attack range of the blade.

Then I heard a squeaking sound...

Blood splatters.

The blood spurted out from the waist like rain...

Then there was a scream.

The swordsman suddenly fell to the ground clutching his waist.

A swordsman behind Yang Hua, while Yang Hua was not paying attention, raised the machete in his hand and slashed at Yang Hua's back.

But he didn't expect that although Yang Hua didn't have eyes in his back, he did have a pair of ears and could hear the sound of the knife wind coming.

Turn your body sharply.

At the same time, block with the sword.

There was a clang, and the two swords wanted to strike.

Yang Hua then raised his leg and kicked the swordsman in the abdomen.

With a plop, the swordsman's body was kicked in the abdomen by Yang Hua, flew backwards, and hit the hard stone wall.

Screaming in pain.

But Yang Hua was furious when he came up.

In the blink of an eye, one of the swordsmen was hit in the head by Yang Huayong's sword again...

There was a splash of blood, and the swordsman rolled on the ground with blood on his face, and screamed...

The ghost fist on the side has not made any move at this time.

Suddenly he clenched his fists fiercely.

He roared angrily and rushed towards Yang Hua.

But he said that Yang Hua heard something moving behind him.

Instinctively, the body retreated... and at the same time, he punched out with his left fist.

But that ghost fist was a right whip kick.

Vicious and domineering.

With a bang, Yang Hua, who was not paying attention, was whipped and kicked backwards.

And the blade of one of the swordsmen behind Yang Hua was slashing towards Yang Hua's right leg... He couldn't dodge because he retreated...

A squealing sound.
Chapter completed!