Chapter 203

The desire to survive made them struggle in the elevator, trying to twist and run towards the first floor.

Chu Xuan is no longer as kind-hearted as he was just now. He doesn't want to experience it again. Instead, he is bitten by a snake instead of dying.

Without saying a word, Chu Xuan stepped into the air. In the blink of an eye, he came to several gangsters. With a gentle stroke of three feet green front in his hand, he cut several people's throats. Without much attention, he continued to drift down.

On the second floor of the hostages, many people rushed to the elevator entrance, just saw Chu Xuan facing the bullet and the scene.

Chuxuan is not strong, and even some small back, in their eyes as if with their own light, covered by a layer of golden awn, like the embodiment of justice, save the suffering of the Bodhisattva.

However, for the forty or fifty mercenaries guarding the first floor, the bloody man who was flying towards him was the embodiment of hell and the spokesman of Shura.

The forty or fifty mercenaries on the first floor naturally noticed chuxuan at the first time, and also witnessed Chu Xuan's attack on his comrades who had been fighting for many years.

Just, they just that moment brain short-circuit, a time did not respond to come over, slightly stupefied for a moment.

"Shoot, shoot. Don't let this boy go downstairs." On the first floor, another deputy head of the mercenary regiment was guarding. After his reaction, not only was his scalp numb, but also he came out of the bloody wind in a cold sweat and roared at the dazed mercenaries.

"JOJO......"

"dada......"

the mercenaries are not vague. They know that they must not let the other abnormal man go down the stairs. They must kill him.

If you let this person go downstairs and engage in close combat, you will definitely become lambs to be slaughtered.

Their hearts were not only angry, their eyes were scarlet, they were angry at the death of their colleagues, and they felt sad for the death of a rabbit.

There is also an inexplicable fear, they feel that they can not do well today, all of them will die in the hands of the man whose face is full of blood.

No one is willing to die, even more no one is afraid of death, can calm down in front of death.

More than ordinary people, mercenaries are just cruel, that is, they must bite a piece of meat from each other, and they must not die in vain.

They also don't believe each other is really Shura. Don't you see that he is also decorated? This does not just mean that he is also flesh and blood, and bullets can still bite off his flesh.

Dozens of long spears and short guns were all fired at Chu Xuan. The black and cold muzzle of the guns immediately spewed out fire tongues and smoke of gunpowder, like an angry and roaring poisonous snake, and vowed to beat chuxuan into a sieve.

Hundreds of thousands of bullets turned into steel dragons, and the hot bullets whirled in the air at high speed, leaving white marks, making the calm air ripple.

The air was pushed away by the great power, retreated and turned to the tide, the wind gathered into the wind, whistling, like death singing an elegy.

Mercilessly laughing at the chuxuan who is coming to his face, chuxuan doesn't have too much worry, so he naturally has a way to deal with it.

The only martial arts in the world can't be broken fast. He just wants to use his own speed advantage to avoid all bullets.

If he can't escape the bullet, he will use the Seven Star Dragon yuan sword to deal with it.

However, the hostages lying on the second floor watching the war were scared out of a cold sweat. Even more timid people were scared to urinate, and they were crying and laughing in their hearts: "why pretend to be forced? Can't we choose a roundabout attack? "