There is no way a person with his brains beaten out can survive!

Ping Qiong, who was closest to him, couldn't help but scream.

The human trafficker who had clearly been beaten to death staggered forward a few steps and then suddenly opened his mouth wide.

A thick, gray tentacle like an elephant's trunk swooped out of his mouth and rolled towards Ping Qiong, who was closest to him!

Ping Qiong, who was screaming subconsciously, was suddenly wrapped around the neck by the tentacle, suppressing the rest of her screams in her throat.

Ye Shijie, Li Fu and Song Mingqian immediately raised their guns and shot at the human trafficker as if by reflex.

Bang bang bang bang!

Gunshots rang out, and bullets flew around in the small open space in the house, almost hitting Ping Qiong and the unconscious victims.

Their shooting skills shouldn't be so bad.

But just as they raised their guns, they felt a sharp pain in their heads, as if someone had smashed their foreheads with an axe and then stuffed a red-hot iron into them. The pain was so severe that they were about to smoke.

They couldn't concentrate and couldn't aim the guns in their hands.

His fingers twitched as he pulled the trigger, but how could he be accurate?!

Xia Chujian, who was on the rooftop in the distance, suddenly changed color, and immediately lay down and aimed at the tentacle with a sniper rifle.

But the tentacle seemed to have clairvoyance.

As soon as Xia Chujian took aim, the tentacle retracted, hiding behind Ping Qiong and pinching her neck, making her unable to move, using her as his shield.

This makes it impossible to use a sniper.

Xia Chujian's eyes were cold and serious, and he made a decision instantly.

She picked up the sniper rifle, put on the half-person-high gun case, took a step forward, jumped onto the small combat aircraft parked on the edge of the rooftop, and rushed towards her teammates.

The straight-line distance is only 1,200 meters, and it can be reached in one minute by riding this small combat aircraft.

Instead of looking for an opportunity to snipe the tentacle monster from a distance here, it is better to go there immediately and act accordingly.

The small combat aircraft that Xia Chujian was riding in had excellent autopilot function.

During this time, she had her hands free, and it only took her twenty seconds to set up the aircraft's built-in fully automatic Stellar 800 intelligent machine gun.

The bullets of a fully automatic machine gun are not as long or heavy as those of a sniper rifle, but they can be fired much faster.

Driven by the same kinetic energy, eight hundred bullets can be fired in one second.

Quantitative change can still lead to qualitative change.

By the time her small combat aircraft landed in the open space in front of the sixth-floor building, all her teammates in the room had fallen to the ground, and like the boys and girls who had fainted, they were all unconscious.

The human trafficker with tentacles growing out of his mouth was searching among the fainted boys and girls in the house, but no one knew what he was looking for.

Xia Chujian arrived and saw the situation in the house through the high-precision thermal imaging device on his helmet. He breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, they should all be alive.

She did not act rashly, but stayed in the small combat aircraft, quickly took out the spare parts from the gun magazine, and assembled a Scrambler 700 semi-automatic submachine gun.