Chapter 145: Battle Of Monsters
New York, Broadway.
The cries of countless people and the sound of gunfire broke the tranquility of the night.
At the moment, the streets are full of people running in a panic, all kinds of sundries and wreckage are scattered on the ground, many vehicles crash into a ball on the road, and there are horrible explosions, screams and screams from time to time The sound is endless.
The peaceful and prosperous streets of the past are completely gone, replaced by a scene like the end of the world.
The reason for all of this is the huge figure in the distance.
It was a monster more than three meters high, with ferocious barbs spreading from the back of the spine, twisting muscles, like countless small snakes wriggling under the yellow-brown skin, its appearance was extremely ugly, it can be said that it completely satisfied the needs of a villain For some images, to say it is a good person is an insult to it.
This monster was the former Bronski.
Hate now!
"Da da da da..."
Countless flames flashed from the muzzles of the guns, and an armed team of 870 troops left on the ground launched a fierce attack on the abomination.
However, the guns and bullets of these soldiers have no effect on the abomination at all, and even the damage of the rocket launcher is very small, and even Pikang, who is abomination, cannot break through.
Facing the attacks of the soldiers, Abomination did not choose to hold back these former comrades-in-arms.
I saw a cruel smile, took a step and rushed directly to the armed team, and rushed to the front of these soldiers in the blink of an eye, stretched out two thick arms like stone pillars, and started massacring the surrounding soldiers crazily. Updated from n0velb(i)n.c(o)/m
A soldier of flesh and blood is no match for hatred.
Accompanied by a burst of screams, this armed team was quickly destroyed by the abomination.
"Haha! That's the power!!"
Just when Lu Chuang was a little obsessed with watching, he suddenly felt a hard object against the back of his head.
Turning his head, Lu Chuang found that it was General Ross who raised the revolver in his hand and pointed the muzzle at himself. Other soldiers in the cabin also raised their guns and looked at Lu Chuang vigilantly.
Only Betty looked left and right in a bewildered expression, not knowing why they suddenly had internal strife.
Lu Chuang put on a standard French military salute: "Sir, you are one of your own!"
General Ross stared at Lu Chuang coldly, and asked, "Who the hell are you?"
Hearing his words, Lu Chuang knew that his identity had been exposed, and said helplessly, "If I say that I was passing by, you would believe it...well, I know you don't believe it."
Lu Chuang suddenly jumped up and rushed towards General Ross in front of him. The multiple gains of several super high school-level talents made Lu Chuang's speed unprecedentedly fast.
General Ross's eyes widened, surprised at Lu Chuang's explosive speed.
However, General Ross is a veteran soldier after all, he calmly pulled the trigger continuously, even in an emergency|General Ross did not forget that the gun in his hand only had one bullet.
"Crack! Crack!"
The familiar jamming sound came.
General Ross's face froze. The pistol had no bullets, but he clearly watched the bullets go into the cylinder.
What he doesn't know is that for Lu Chuang, a super high school-level thief, secretly hiding a bullet is easy, and the so-called Russian Ross roulette is just a means to stimulate Bruce Banner.
The next moment, Lu Chuang grabbed General Ross's neck easily: "Sir, my acting skills should be flawless. How did you find me?"
General Ross:
There is no flaw in the bullshit, how can any serious soldier carry a revolver with him!
"It doesn't matter, if you want to blame, you can blame me for exposing me." Lu Chuang smiled like a villain, and said with a smile: "Sorry, now this helicopter belongs to me, and you are all my hostages. After I finish speaking, who agrees? Who objected?"