I Have a Treasure Trove of Knowledge in Marvel

The two waves of people who originally wanted to leave, like frightened birds, immediately stopped, drew out their guns, and pointed them in all directions.

While doing this, he shouted in horror.

"It's him, it's definitely him, that demon, he's coming!"

"Fak, our transaction is such a secret, how does he know that we are trading?"

"I don't want to die yet!"

…

Various sounds sounded!

At this moment, it seemed that they were no longer murderous gangsters, but little girls facing several big guys.

boom!

A gunshot rang suddenly.

The black boss, who was smoking a cigarette before, fired a shot into the sky, successfully attracting everyone's attention, and let everyone focus their attention on this crazy boss.

"Can you run away if you shout? If anyone shouts at me, I will kill someone first. What's so great about the devil? I killed the devil today!"

That boss is even more crazy!

But let alone, the effect is really there!

Such a group of people are also coming up cruelly!

"What are you afraid of? Fighting with him, so many of us, so many guns, and afraid that he won't be successful?"

"That's right, today, we also let him know how powerful our Viper Gang is!"

"Go together, do him, and then everyone will go back alive together!"

…

The babbled voice sounded again, and everyone's fear dissipated a lot.

The black boss was even more excited. The gun in his hand was aimed at a dark corner and fired, regardless of whether it hit or not.

While doing this, he shouted madly: "Devil, aren't you very powerful? Come out?"

Such a meaningless act, coupled with the absence of the devil, filled the eyes of a crowd of people with an uplifting meaning, which made a group of people eager to follow suit, and the fire in their hearts burned violently.

"The devil is nothing..."

The boss saw that the devil hadn’t appeared for so long. He was saying that. Suddenly, a dark shadow pulled out a long black line and appeared in front of him, bringing a faint light like lightning, across his neck. .

Pouch!

The sharp blade pierced the flesh.

"Such as…"

The black boss said that he could no longer continue, he covered his neck in pain, trying to stop something from flowing out, but there was no way, he could only panic and feel the warm liquid flowing out.

Passing through the fingers, across the chest, wet the clothes, bringing a pungent rust-like smell and glaring bright red.

The sudden scene stunned everyone!

Everyone reacted until the other veteran shouted and fired.

For a time, the gunshots were loud, and the bullets rained on the shadows!

Chapter 10 More than One Busy

Abandoned factory, a group of people are shooting at one person.

Under the muzzle, flames spewed, and bullets rushed out of the barrel and out of the muzzle under the impetus of the flames, weaving a metal storm, and rushing towards the shadows.

It seems to be shredded directly between the bullets.

In the light of the flames, the expressions of those holding guns were particularly hideous.

The bullets are constantly approaching the shadow!

Fifteen meters!

Ten meters!

Five meters!

When the bullet rain was only a little bit away from the black shadow, the black shadow suddenly moved, like an antelope hanging horns, and like a white horse passing through the gap, turning into a black streamer, dragging a long black shadow, and passing through the bullet. The gap rushed to a gunner of the Viper Gang.

The gunner's pupils shrank instantly, and the expression on his face was about to transform into panic and horror.

However, it was too late!

With a chuckle, the gunman was like a torn water bag, blood spurting out of his neck without money, it was about to turn into a fountain in front of his own eyes.

At this time, panic and horror appeared on his face.

However, it is no longer of any use, and can only cover his neck weakly like their boss, delay the flow of blood as much as possible, and let himself live for as long as possible.

However, this is destined to be in vain!

Blood flowed uncontrollably from his fingers, his mouth and nose, and life entered the countdown smoothly.

Strength is also slowly lost at this moment.

Puff!

The gunman's eyes were dark, and his feet were soft, kneeling uncontrollably.

And this sound seemed to become a signal, and such a sound continued to sound in the following, abnormally abrupt in the dense gunfire, and also abnormally harsh.

The gunman looked in the direction of the sound with difficulty. Before his eyes became completely black, he realized that he was not the only one like this, and there were many such people around him.

They either kneel or lie on the ground, clutching their necks in pain.

I don't know if it was because at the last moment of his life, time became unusually slow before his eyes.

From his perspective, in front of this individual, the blood fog fireworks are slowly entering a period of decline, turning into a rain of blood and falling, just like the lives of each of them.

Looking at this rain of blood, looking at the blood on this person's body and feet, he had a deeper understanding of the word devil.

That figure that constantly shuttles through the crowd, and every time it shuttles will bring a person to life, it is indeed a demon.