Chapter 485 (1/2)
The three people in the standoff showed each other the main task, especially the two people saw the death hunting task shared by Qin Lun. Without hesitation, they turned around and ran into the building complex where the handsome youth fled.
Looking at the figure of the big man and the assassin, Qin Lun sighed. No matter the Apostle or the reincarnation, they are just mercenaries. The first second is a companion, and the second becomes a sworn enemy.
”Then Intgula! ” Qin Lun looks up at Rolls Royce, which has turned into a small black spot in the night ahead, with a cold light in his eyes.
Despite being blocked by three people, it didn't take much time, and Rolls Royce was still in his perceptual field of vision.
This distance, with the acceleration ability of Pentagram crystal mirror, can catch up in less than two minutes. However, Qin Lun did not chase far, so he had to stop again, and another interceptor appeared in front of him.
After seeing this man, Qin Lun's pupils shrank, and he didn't try to pass over others' heads carelessly any more. His hands holding the light and dark funeral were tightened involuntarily, showing his vigilance.
He knew the man, or had seen him in the superhuman intelligence of the Allied forces given by major Montana. He was a tall man with a thin face, long limbs, a gentleman's vest with two rows of copper buttons, some gorgeous scarlet windbreaker, a wide brimmed sun hat and a pair of antique glasses with round lenses.
Qin Lun had only seen this kind of retro medieval clothing style on Monica, the queen of sandstorm.
”What should I call you? Alcatel, or Count Dracula? German major Gerhardt salutes you! ” Qin Lun bowed politely, and the originally divergent perception quickly recovered, even narrowed the observation range, which was more concise than the ordinary situation.
He no longer pays attention to Rolls Royce, the enemy in front of him is different from the three before. No matter what the battle is, he will not have a chance to catch up with intyra.
”For me, a name is just a code. You can do whatever you like!” Alcatel grinned and his hands flashed up from under his windbreaker, revealing two giant pistols, white and black.
”BAM bam!” In the shrill sound of the bullet, Alcatel said quietly, ”as for who you are, I don't care!”
”Ha ha!” Qin Lun's body had not yet been lifted up completely, so he floated up. It looked like a willow leaf swaying in the strong wind. With his master's shooting technique and evolution, Alcatel's bullets hardly threatened him.
”This kind of shooting is really It's bad enough! ” Qin Lun smiled and shook his head. Since he entered the broken starry sky, he has taken the skill of shooting as his watch. At this distance, it is no exaggeration to say that even if he closes his eyes, he can predict the trajectory of the other side accurately.
”It seems that the core of the shell piercing bullet is a silver needle with holy light attribute!” Qin Lun's eyes twinkled, and he soon caught the bullet's body in his perceptual field of vision. He frowned a little at once. The Holy Light attribute has added damage to him, but it can't be ignored too much.
”However, as a halfling or a blood sucking species, is it not afraid to be used by the opponent in turn?” Qin Lun chuckled and raised his gun. His erratic figure didn't affect the stability of his wrist at all. ”Let me show you what a shooter is!”
”BAM bam!” In the silver dial of Qin Lun's right eye, the pointer speeded up in an instant. With the beating of the two wheels of light and dark funeral, countless black and white bullets roared out, marking a trail of light in the night.
Each trail of light hit the bullets fired by the opponent with great accuracy. Looking down from the battle sky, the trail light staying in the retina seemed to form a round light barrel shuttle with two tips and a middle section.
Of course, the starting point of the shuttle was the light and dark funeral in Qin Lun's hands, and the end point all pointed to Alcatel. By colliding with each other, the huge light shuttle composed of the tracer light binds the bullets from both sides and pours towards Alcatel.
Qin Lun used his shooting skills to let four pistols shoot the light chain effect of heavy machine gun, and the metal storm formed in an instant almost completely submerged Alcatel's body.
Under the metal storm, the slender body of count sucking blood became fragmented, like a piece of meat cake eaten by countless wild dogs, which disappeared in an instant, leaving only a pool of horrible broken meat and blood.
”Oh?!” However, Qin Lun, who seems to have defeated the enemy, has no color of rejoicing on his face. He looks at the pool of blood in front of him and slightly raises his eyebrows and lengthens his nasal sound.
In his perceptual field of vision, in addition to the pool of blood in front of him, there was also a tiny blood mist in the air. The range of blood mist is very large, and the color is so thin that ordinary people can't see it with naked eyes.