More than a dozen men in black, after being shot, did not fall to the ground, but instead turned into wisps of black smoke and disappeared.
"A psionicist?" Golden Eagle's pupils contracted, his face turned even paler, and his mind was in turmoil. Before he could give the next order, a lean man walked out from inside the wall and punched through another wall. Blocks of concrete poured into the corridor. Golden Eagle couldn't dodge and was pulled backward by two bandits.
Downstairs, bandits kept rushing up to provide cover. Golden Eagle managed to retreat downstairs, but he was not safe. He hurriedly said, "Take me out of here, get out of this building, gather everyone here, and surround this place!"
"yes!"
At this moment, the bandits finally got into action.
The golden eagle gritted its teeth, not having time to check on Xinhu and Anchuan's condition, but it was certain they were both dead.
The attack came too fast, the bullets were large caliber and didn't look like infantry guns, they even looked a bit like machine guns, the power was terrifying. He was only lucky to survive, otherwise he would have died in that office.
Screams of agony came from upstairs!
Hu Zhi charged forward with his fist raised, his body enveloped in an electromagnetic field that blocked bullets and attacks. Like a war god, he rampaged through a straight corridor, his punches capable of turning people into mud that splattered onto the walls.
Those men in black were impossible to kill or drive away; their numbers only increased with each killing.
Upon contact with the bullets, they turned into black smoke, then reformed.
The bandits then realized that this group of people were all one person. Although they were masked, their eyes and figures were exactly the same, and they didn't know where the real person was.
The Scorpion Gang is not without experience in dealing with psionicists, but this time is different. The enemy launched a surprise attack, and the attack was too fast. The bandits had not yet set up their formation when they were slaughtered and nearly routed.
Guided by a few surviving cadres, the bandits fought their way back down from the rooftop to the ground floor.
...
On the other side, a simple steel plate fortress was built on the top of the building by defense expert Lan Ke, enveloping Wu Ming, Zhou Sen and others inside.
"The person has gone inside."
"Rongzhen, jump down! Don't let the enemy escape from the east."
"yes!"
Rong Zhen assumed a horse stance, and his skin instantly underwent a visible change, his complexion becoming like flowing light, reflecting the weather. Like a block of iron, he leaped down from the entrance of the rooftop fortress. As he fell, his body rapidly expanded, eventually reaching a height of two or three meters, his muscles bulging, transforming him into an incredibly strong 'human Gundam'. With a thunderous crash, he crashed to the ground!
The iron block hit the ground, instantly creating a deep dent in the concrete floor!
Zhou Sen took a deep breath and flicked his finger. The 'steel giant' Rong Zhen, who had just landed, was enveloped in an electromagnetic field that kept expanding and contracting, breathing at a very high frequency, blocking the attacks and projectiles of the bandits downstairs.
With a series of clanging sounds, the bullets were shattered by a tremendous force as they struck Rong Zhen. A large number of bullets converged on him, but Rong Zhen was unharmed. He stomped his feet on the ground, making thuds, and charged into the crowd.
The dense crowd of bandits was like pieces of paper, scattered and flying away with a wave of Rong Zhen's hand and a stomp of his foot.
In the blink of an eye, nearly a hundred people died downstairs.
The bandits' morale collapsed, and they were all terrified, their faces pale. Holding their rifles, they dared not advance, but instead retreated.
"They're all psionicists! Retreat!"
"The boss is still up there, we can't retreat!"
"They've all run away..."
Several cadres looked around the long street and saw that the bandits were scattering and fleeing, and no one dared to approach the giant steel soldier wrapped in an energy field.
“They’ve attacked from behind.” Zhou Sen glanced back and saw Lan Ke raising earth and stones to block the bandits rushing in from the stairwell and corridor. He immediately spoke calmly.
Seeing this, Wu Ming smiled and said, "It's alright, I'll handle it."
He clapped his hands together, and Lan Ke made ten machine gun latches. It was as if ten light machine guns were conjured out of thin air from some kind of substance and mounted on the devices. Then he snapped his fingers, and countless bullets shot out from the barrels, sweeping across the corridor behind.
Dozens of bandits were killed on the spot, their limbs flying everywhere, turning into a pile of mud, utterly dead.
Blood stained the rooftop, turning it into a river.
Specialist, weapon master, sweeping across the scene!
...
The golden eagle had just run downstairs when Tang Wu chased after it, leaving it looking disheveled. It stumbled and fell onto the street, only to find the streets littered with corpses and streams of blood, as well as a giant humanoid soldier that resembled a monster. Its body was surrounded by blue light, and an oval-shaped field was expanding and contracting as if it were breathing, as it was wreaking havoc in all directions.
Behind them, dozens of men in black, masked and carrying guns, some with knives, charged forward like a suicide squad, tackling the bandits who were covering their retreat, killing them with a single blow, and then turning back into black smoke.
People kept dying, which terrified the golden eagle so much that it trembled all over and could barely stand.
"We surrender! Stop killing! Surrender!"
He raised his hands in terror, no longer resisting, and his legs went weak, causing him to kneel down.
However, those enemies still did not stop.
Hearing his call, the giant soldier turned to look at the golden eagle, then strode towards him. In just a few steps, he swept his hands and knocked seven or eight bandits to the ground, crushing them into a bloody pulp. The bandits' attacks couldn't even get close to him.
The golden eagle, covered in sweat and in despair, was grabbed by the head by the giant soldier and crushed into a bloody pulp with a snap!
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