What do you usually think about when you are alone, trapped in a hidden underground facility, surrounded by well-trained, fully armed professional killers trying to kill yours?

Should we give up on survival and accept our lives? Or do we try our best to escape? Should we fight to the death? Or should we try to negotiate surrender?

Anyway... Jack is thinking now: "Today's breakfast has been delayed. What should I eat later?"

The moment this thought flashed through his mind, he gritted his teeth, created a small vacuum environment in his mouth, and then used pressure to push out a toothpick that was embedded in the smoke body by him.

In an instant, the toothpick passed through the air like a bullet, accurately hitting Gustin's right eye, who was only one table away from Jack.

The scene of a toothpick piercing into the eyeball is like piercing a water-pilled egg. After breaking through the surface, a large amount of liquid burst out from it... And this is far from over. The impact of the toothpick did not slow down at all because it passed through an eyeball. It just hit the yellow dragon, penetrated the eyeball, and directly penetrated into Gustin's skull through the hole in the eye socket, tearing the cerebral cortex and brain gray matter, damaging part of the nerves, and finally breaking through the skull from the inside and drilling out of the back of the head.

So, without Gustin himself and the two killers in the room responding, Gustin, the boss of the killer alliance, suddenly fell down face.

Of course, although the two killers didn't know what Jack did, this did not affect their subsequent actions. Just as Gustin fell to the ground, the two killers both reached out to draw their guns and wanted to launch a pincer attack on Jack.

Faced with the close contact in such a small space, Jack was too lazy to even use Shishu, but when he saw him supporting the table with one hand and levering his body, he slid his body and kicked the killer in the right back with a very fast speed.

As soon as the killer touched the gun with his finger, Jack's soles were already pressed on. As a result, he didn't even hold the gun tightly, and the bone in his right arm was kicked into three pieces.

"Well--" As a sophisticated killer, he did not scream, but he just groaned, but the severe pain and fracture could not be overcome by patience like screams. In those two seconds, he eventually lost his ability to move.

And these two seconds were enough for Jack to flash to him, take away his gun, and clamp him, and use it as a human shield.

Bang bang bang-

Just two seconds later, the killer standing in the other corner of the house shot.

Since you are a professional, you will not hesitate or regret... If you raise your gun and do not shoot because your companion is held hostage, then the final result is a high probability that both you and your companion will be killed.

The killer is not a policeman, and he does not have to write an incident report after every shot. In this case, the only "correct" thing they have to do is not be affected by the hostages, shoot immediately, and...shot it right away.

The killer's shooting skills were very accurate, at least at this distance, it was almost impossible for him to make a mistake; and the few shots he fired were all aimed at Jack's leg that was not completely blocked.

Unfortunately, this was all within Jack's expectations.

Jack knew very well that killers who could enter the Killer League must have shot and instant judgment. Therefore, the other party would not hit the head (unlike most film and television works, in actual gunfighting confrontations, the hostages usually hide their heads the best, rather than frequently exposing themselves from the back of the hostage's head to facilitate others to aim), and the second would not hit the torso (the hostage was wider than Jack, and there was a bulletproof vest under the suit). They would definitely choose the most effective strategy - attacking the limbs.

Although hitting the limbs is not necessarily fatal in many cases, as long as you hit it, it will inevitably have a great impact on the target's ability to move.

"Are the two shots on the first ones really hit the support legs..." Jack, who had already predicted, instantly changed his support legs, and used the leg that was not aimed as a shaft, turning slightly, causing the other party's head two bullets to fall into vain.

It is common sense to give priority to supporting legs, because when taking hostages, the hijacker needs to continuously exert force on the hostages, so their supporting legs cannot move frequently; furthermore, when the leg is shot, the amount of blood loss and blood loss speed are often more and faster than the upper limbs, and it will make people unable to run or even move normally.

"The third shot is to shoot the right hand with a gun..." Jack's thinking speed far exceeded the speed of bullets in the real world. "I am very confident and my marksmanship is indeed very accurate... At this angle, even if I stop and dodge, his bullets will not penetrate the blood vessels in the neck of my companion, at most it will rub some skin."

And Jack's movements, if he wants, can exceed the speed of the bullet.

puff--

Bang--

One second later, the gunfight suddenly ended.

In this second, Jack's left hand pressed the hostage's head sideways, which made the third bullet of the gunman penetrate the right forehead of the hostage; and Jack's right hand appeared in the gap below the hostage's right rib when the gunman was temporarily stagnant due to shock, and fired a shot, blew the gunman's head.

Although this game is quite difficult to describe, the whole process is actually only a few seconds.

After dealing with the two killers, Jack calmly let the hostage's body fall to the ground, and then he walked towards another corner of the room.

When passing by Gustin, Jack shot him in the head without even watching it, and even stepped on the other party's neck, leaving his entire head separate from his body.

It’s not because Jack has a unique hobby or hates Gustin very much, but because he has seen people who were shot in the head and survived, and Gustin is a capable person... It is not safe to judge that the other party is dead just by a toothpick that penetrates his head, so Jack took a "small double insurance" out of caution.

After dealing with Gustin, Jack picked up the pistol and magazines from the killer who had just shot, and searched a knife hidden in the sheath from the ankle of the body.

Then, he came to the door of the room with his weapons in his arms.

At this moment, a large number of killers had gathered in the porch outside the door, and they were all ready to fight. They naturally heard the gunshots in the house just now. If they found that when the door opened, it was not their own people but Jack that came out, then what they would do was self-evident.

"Hu..." Jack, holding two guns, took a deep breath, as if he was about to go swimming or running.

He did not count how much ammunition he had obtained, because whenever he knew the gun type he knew, he already knew how many bullets there were in it when he held the gun and magazine in his hand.

Besides, if nothing unexpected happens, there are still many things he can seize next...

Pong-

After a breath, Jack kicked the entire door panel away with a side kick. Then he jumped, stepped onto the door panel, and moved forward like surfing.

At the same time, bullets from the killers around him also surged like waves.

The sound of gunfire echoed in the corridor, covering the sound of human bodies lying to the ground.

Ten seconds later, when the door panel stopped sliding, Jack was still standing on it without any injuries, but the corridor behind him was already covered with bodies.

"No wonder he can only stay outside, his shooting skills are not as good as the one in the house..." Jack was muttering when he changed the bullet; he thought he needed to stop at time to rush through this corridor, but after he started fighting, he found that it was unnecessary.

After finishing his remark, Jack turned around and walked a few more steps, picked up two more guns and stuffed them around his waist, and took a few magazines.
Chapter completed!