The Buddha statue, which had shrunk in a circle, was extremely fast, and in a few strides rushed behind the bald prisoner, rubbing his right hand into a knife, and slashing at the back of his head with a strong wind.

The bald prisoner glanced backwards, sprinted to the left, and fired a backhand.

Bang, the shotgun struck, and the steel ball slammed into the Buddha's chest, but it was unharmed, still angry, exhaling and exhaling, and opened its mouth to spit out a mantra, and a golden swastika spewed out and slammed into the back of the bald prisoner.

"Watch your back." Lin Weiguo reminded him, which made him even more nervous.

Because he was only concerned about escaping, the bald prisoner could not keep looking behind him, and when he was hit by the golden mantra, the sound of broken bones was immediately heard, and he rolled out like a ball that had been vigorously drawn.

Rubbing on the ground on both sides, the bald prisoner hit the nosebleed, but fortunately, after a few years of imprisonment, he was used to being abused, and he resisted the beating well, so he endured the huge pain and turned over on the ground.

Boom, the Buddha statue jumped into the air, then fell like a meteor, and smashed into the bald prisoner, the ground cracked, the rubble splashed, and a large cloud of smoke and dust rose up.

Seeing that the two calves of the Buddha statue were inserted into the hard bluestone, the newcomers gasped, if they were stepped on, they would be directly trampled into flesh, and there would be no surviving death.

Tang Zheng and Yutai had different views, and were about to remind the bald prisoner that high school student Mei Jueye had already shouted out.

"Good chance, shoot his legs, limit movement first." The high school student didn't want the bald prisoner to win, he didn't care about the life and death of that guy, he just wanted him to struggle a little longer, and force out all the abilities that the Buddha statue had, so that if it was his turn to play, the winning rate would be greater.

When the bald prisoner heard the reminder, he turned around decisively and aimed at the Buddha statue, but it was too late, and the Buddha statue had already jumped into the air again, launching a meteor-like collision.

"Don't be afraid, calm down, you can win." If the Buddha statue only has this ability, as long as the newcomers calm down, they can indeed win, but the bald prisoner came up thinking that he was weaker than the Buddha statue, and subconsciously ran away, exhausted under the attack of the other party, so that the odds of winning instantly dropped to the freezing point.

The bald prisoner was so nervous that he couldn't hear anything, only the sound of the Buddha statue falling behind him, and his continuous short sprints made him breathe rapidly, and his whole chest felt as uncomfortable as if it were burning, and he knew that he was about to run out of energy.

"It's a relief to be dead." Under the huge pressure, the bald prisoner thought of escaping for a moment, which made his movements slow down slightly, but in the next second, the expectation of wanting to live was coiled in his heart, he wanted to work hard, he wanted to be a new man, but the Buddha statue instantly shattered his hope.

The Buddha statue would not waste the opportunity, and the moment he slowed down, a mantra spat out, which hit his calf right on, and the sound of broken bones immediately sounded, and he fell out with a scream.

"Ah, I don't want to...... Die! The bald prisoner screamed, and the Buddha statue fell, breaking his legs and turning him into two lumps of mud.

Looking at the sunlight shining on the ground, the figure of the Buddha behind him, the bald prisoner cried and bit the detonator between his teeth fiercely, he knew that if he waited any longer, there would be no chance of his death.

"I'm not reconciled." The bald prisoner didn't squeeze out this sentence until he died, and with a bang, a fireball rose and directly swept over a radius of ten meters.

Dozens of Buddha statues didn't have time to escape, they were blown into a mass of slag and fell down with a crackle.

Tang Zheng and his entourage had already retreated, so they were not affected, but the newcomers were deeply shocked when they saw the bald prisoner and the Buddha statue die together, their eyes flickered, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

"You ......" King Fudong Ming glared at Tang Zheng angrily, and with a finger of the sword in his hand, he was about to come up and fight hard.

"What? Can't afford to lose? Tang Zheng noticed that the Buddha statues were all furious, and he couldn't wait to pull out his skin.

"Okay, count you ruthless, this one will be a draw, and the next one." King Fudo Ming directly named this time and let a three-meter-tall Buddha statue with a double gong fight, which is obviously a small BOSS.

Lu Fan saw a few bronze seeds on the ground, and pulled Tang Zheng's sleeve, "The Buddha statues don't seem to be able to see the seeds?" ”

"We're going to go to war and pick up the bodies of our comrades." Tang Zheng didn't wait for King Ming to agree, so he asked the veteran to pick up the seeds, and at the same time estimated the strength of the Buddha statues, if they continued to blow up like this, he could completely annihilate them, and there were still seeds to take. ,

King Fudo suppressed his anger.

The Buddha statue stretched out a golden mace, slowly swiped past the Trojan horse team, and landed on a large ocean horse.

The Yanmar's face was full of horror, his mouth twitched, and he spit out a series of Italian, and then remembered that they didn't understand, and changed to stammering Chinese, they didn't expect that it was just a group to travel to China, how could they send such a strange thing.

"I'll choose you." The Buddha statue seemed to disdain to fight with women, and the golden gong finally pointed at a tall and powerful martial police god, "Come out and die." ”

"Are there any relatives at home that you can't let go?" Tang Zheng repeated the words of persuading the bald prisoners, and the consciousness of the Wu Lu police was higher than that of the prisoners, and he didn't even bargain.

"Take care of my son and wife, give them another million, and say that I will go on a mission and will not go back until a few years later." Wu Lu took a breath and said, "Let's tie up the bomb." ”

He was at ease and buried the detonator in the teeth of the Wu Lu policeman.

"Brother Fan." Xiao Wulu burst into tears, while Du Ziyu looked sad and patted his subordinates on the shoulder, "Come back alive." ”

"What are you crying about, and people are not dead?" Pang Meiqin glanced at them and said, "The more you are afraid of death, the faster you will die, don't run away, don't look away from the Buddha statue, and attack when you seize the opportunity." ”

Pang Meiqin recounted the results of her observations, but the Wu Lu police didn't care, and when it came to fighting, he was more experienced.

"Can you lend me your shotgun?" After checking the Type 03 rifle, he felt that the firepower was not enough, and aimed at Tang Zheng's Demon Slaying Holy Flame.

"Donor, it's okay to borrow a weapon, but if you lose, the weapon will become our trophy." King Fudong Ming is not stupid, he knew that it was a good thing when he saw the Holy Flame, and hurriedly persecuted Tang Zheng.

Wu Lu's face darkened, in this way, no one wanted to borrow this kind of life-saving props, he simply stopped being bored, grabbed the rifle and was about to enter the field, but his arm was grabbed.

"Take it, you have to win." Tang Zheng patted Officer Fan Wulu on the shoulder, "Or, more important than anything else." ”

"Don't be impulsive, that's an S-class prop that we don't have." Pang Meiqin wanted to take it back, but was stopped by Tang Zheng, "I want to see him alive." ”

"Thank you." Police Officer Fan Wulu was both grateful and admired, and a wave of confidence began to burn in his heart, while the prisoners looked at Tang Zheng, their eyes flickered, to be honest, if they were replaced, not a single bullet would be lent.

Xiao Wulu glanced at Tang Zheng, the hostility dissipated a lot, and Du Ziyu's face was a little ugly.

"Don't waste time, come here." The golden statue of the Buddha was impatient, staring at the Demon Slayer Holy Flame with burning eyes, and couldn't wait to grab him.

"There's a hundred rounds of ammunition in there, enough for you, go ahead." Tang Zheng led everyone to retreat again.

"Die!" When the Buddha statue saw Fan Wulu standing still, he didn't move the king and shouted out, and directly spat out the truth, suppressed him, and then jumped into the air and used a meteor to fall.

Police officer Fan Wulu was in good physical condition, did not panic, and did not run away, but ran sideways and shot at the same time.

The deer wrapped in golden flames catapulted in front of the Buddha statue, and it swung out the golden mace fiercely, directly blasting the deer bullet, and the body was unharmed.

Fan Wulu was startled and fired a second shot, he chose the most common way to load the bullet, his left hand was stuck in the trigger guard, and his right hand was pointed at the Buddha statue, although he could shoot five rounds per second, but his left and right hands were occupied.

The Buddha statue is very fast, and the two golden maces are obviously A-level props, and when they are swung, they will bring out a small light mask, even if the body can't hit the deer bullets, those light shields will also blow up the deer bullets.

There is no danger for the time being, but the means of attack are too simple, except for delaying time, there is no use for fart, and if he doesn't run out of bullets, this kind of high-intensity mobile warfare will exhaust his physical strength, and the Buddha statue will not be tired.

The battle stalemate lasted for three minutes, and the newcomers didn't dare to breathe, and they could also see that Fan Wulu was very tired.

The Buddha statue spat out a mantra again, and fell like a meteor again, and after landing, he shook his hand and threw out the golden mace, and the thing smashed out towards Fan Wulu like a crossbow arrow.

There is no need to remind, Fan Wulu has been running sideways, he can see clearly, he dodged and dodged, bang is five shots in a row, there is only one golden mace, the defense of the Buddha statue is a lot worse, it was hit by a blow in the shoulder, it exploded directly, shattered into a blood mist and flesh, and the whole arm fell off. ,

Fan Wulu was overjoyed, and was about to replenish the gun, but his arm shot out of the blood mist, stabbing his heart like a javelin, twisting his waist, his legs were weak, and he avoided it dangerously, if he didn't wear protective clothing, he would have been injured.

"Watch your back," the Wu Lu police exclaimed.

Police Officer Fan Wulu had already heard the piercing sound of breaking the air from behind him, but his body moved too slowly, and the golden mace shot back, hitting him in the back of the waist, directly piercing the protective clothing, tearing the flesh and skin, and taking away a kidney.

Poof, Officer Fan Wulu vomited blood and fell to the ground, the viscous blood flowing from his waist splashed the bluestone floor, and before he could get up, a golden swastika mantra hit his body.

It was like being crushed by a thousand-pound mountain stone, and Fan Wulu's muscles were visibly squeezed, and his bones were wailing and clicking.

"Die!" The Buddha statue did not stop, and threw the golden mace again to crucify him.

Except for Tang Zheng, everyone's faces were ashen, especially the newcomers, and their bodies trembled with fear, this is a martial arts policeman who trains every day, he can't win, if he is chosen, wouldn't he definitely die.

"Brother Fan!" Xiao Wulu was crying and wanted to save him, but was pulled by Yutai, "Don't make a mess." ”

"Let go of me." Xiao Wulu struggled, and Tai wanted to let him go with a knife, but looking at the red eyes, he didn't move his hands, but just cut his hands behind him to subdue him.

Knowing that he had little chance of survival, after dodging the golden gong with difficulty, he got up and stumbled to the group of Buddha statues watching next to him, wanting to detonate the bomb at the last moment and kill as many enemies as possible.

Poof, the golden mace shot back, one of Fan Wulu's arms was broken, and it softened like a noodle, he spit out a mouthful of blood, looked at the group of Buddha statues that were coldly looking at him like a dead dog five meters away, knowing that he might not be able to run away, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the Buddha statue throwing out the golden mace again, and he used his last strength to adjust his body.

Boom, Jin Gong hit the back of Fan Wulu policeman, penetrated directly, and fell out with him, falling into the group of Buddha statues five meters away.

The Buddha statues applauded when they saw his breath gradually disappearing and his life draining rapidly, and even forgot that this group of people would blow themselves up, in their opinion, this guy didn't even have the strength to lift his fingers, and he would die in a few seconds.

"Ha, die." Not only bent his fingers, Officer Fan Wulu didn't even have the strength to speak, he saw the grief and pain on the face of Xiao Wulu Policeman, and suddenly felt satisfied, it was really in vain that he taught and took care of him after he joined the team, but in the future, you have to rely on your own efforts.

Officer Fan Wulu gritted the detonator between his teeth, and boom, a flame rose, instantly sweeping away the hundreds of Buddha statues who were still ridiculing and ridiculing him, and blasting them into flying ashes.

"Don't!" Xiao Wu Lu saw Brother Fan's smile at the end, there was relief, regret, and faint expectation, he knew that it was Brother Fan's hope that he could live.

"Boom." Li Yulong praised that this time the Buddha statue was reduced by nearly one-fifth of the troops, which was too powerful.

"It's a man." Lin Weiguo sighed, but he didn't complain about Tang Zheng, only by doing this, everyone's chances of survival would be greater.

Tang Zheng was silent, the Demon Slaying Holy Flame was exploded into the sky, looking at the charred black arm that was broken and clutching the handle of the gun, he clenched his fists and warned himself more than a dozen times before he resisted the urge to kill.

The face of the King of Fudo Ming is pale, this is also called victory? Seeing the dozen or so Buddha statues that were lucky enough not to be killed by the explosion burning all over their bodies, rolling in the square, trying to extinguish them, his anger did not come to a place, not to mention the dozens of charred and shattered corpses that deeply stimulated its eyeballs.

Xu Biyun summoned the puppet and picked up Tang Zheng's Demon Slaying Holy Flame.

"You're cheating!" King Fudo Ming dodged, appeared in front of Tang Zheng in an instant, and pointed at him with a big spitt of saliva.

"What's the trick? Self-destructing? Who told your subordinates not to hide? If they hadn't made fun of the corpses, would this have happened? Tang Zheng snorted coldly, resisting the urge to sneak attack it, he had to wait a little longer, at least by reducing the number of Buddha statues by a hundred, the victory rate would increase greatly.

"That's my trophy, hand it over." King Fudo Ming was deflated, and he was so angry that he almost vomited blood, indeed, people didn't let you run, King Fudo Ming was annoyed and angry, pointed at the Demon Slaying Holy Flame, and roared loudly, he was also able to take a little bit out of anger, and it decided that if they repented, they would kill directly.

"Yes." Tang Zheng threw it directly to him.

King Fudong Ming didn't expect him to really lose it, and he was a little stunned, so he was smashed on his left eye by the handle of the gun, and suddenly puffed up a big bag.

(To be continued.) [