Chapter 642: Pseudo-face (medium)

Bang Bang Bang~~!
After Brutus opened fire with a pistol, his fellow firemen also opened fire.
In the first moment, in the blink of an eye, time stagnate, as light as a ray of sunlight, nothing, and the violent pulsating blood made Guck's reaction speed suddenly accelerate.
Act, respond, and have no distractions.
He observed the bullets that spewed out thinly. He observed that the white hot flash of the muzzle almost solidified in the air. His instantaneously improved reaction ability pushed him to a new level. He observed that the metal bullet was on a hot track. Flying towards him--
Within a short time, the huge white Oak had already launched an action and turned to hide. At the same time, the right hand grabbed the edge of the heavy wooden table where the torture tool was placed, and pulled it violently, turning it over.
In extremely narrow spaces, the enemy has an absolute quantitative advantage, and no mistakes are allowed.
Slowly flowing time resembles resin.
The thick wooden table like the gate of the suspension bridge began to flip and suddenly appeared in front of Brutus like a bulldozer, blocking the first batch of bullets.
The warhead exploded, gnawed several large pits in the old solid hardwood, and smashed two large holes. The flying debris and burning fibers filled the room, and a table leg flew out.
Behind the exploding table, Guk was rushing to the side, and he knew that the bunker would not last for a few seconds.
Boom!
The wooden table completed its flip and smashed against Brutus and the soldiers beside him, forcing them to take a step back.
The other visitors were firing, and more than a dozen rounds of bullets passed by the overturned King Ok, annihilating a wall and the torture tool hanging above it.
More bullets hit the overturned wooden table and the chair next to it, and another rubbed on Guk's left shoulder armor, detonating.
His armor blocked most of the damage, but the heat of the close-up explosion still burned his face and neck, and a cluster of shrapnel dotted his side face.
Perhaps because of too much tension, the marksmanship of these attackers was stinky, which is the only thing that Guk is thankful for.
The next second, he touched the ground and continued to roll, but the impact of the bullet interfered with his avoidance.
Outside the prison, the alarm began to scream, but Guk couldn't help complaining why it was so late?
The shooting started hours ago, even days ago...
No, he realized that only the flow of time slowed down.
That force did not go far away from him. He seemed to realize that he would suffer this ambush. He did not know whether he should be grateful or complain.
But at this moment, only focus on energy!
The space is so small, the situation is bad, if the guards can react quickly-
But he glanced with Yu Guang, the traitor who stopped at the door-of course they would have someone to guard the exit in such an ambush!
The killer had knocked down the guards' two guards, with a surprised expression on their faces, and then fell down with a gunshot on their head.
The traitor closed the door hard and twisted something.
So, they were locked in this sturdy room, Guk and eleven killers.
traitor?
spy?
why?
Guk is still rolling, bullets chasing him, nibbles through the carpet, fibers and debris tumbling around.
Large-caliber bullets penetrated the furniture around him, blasting away the backs and armrests, and the air was filled with smoke, like a mist.
When is it? Is the real Brutus dead?
Don't think about these!
He warned himself again that it would only disturb the mind and hinder more important things.
The captive hanging on the wall was penetrated by several bullets one after another, and he died without humming, and his chain happened to be broken, and he began to fall down on Guk.
If you were lying on your stomach and waiting to die, it was a hell—
Guk turned over and lay on the ground, shifting his weight to his shoulders, his feet against the overturned corpse, and kicked hard.
The body rose from the ground, its direction of movement suddenly changed, flew out, and knocked down three traitors.
If your life is not guaranteed, you must stand still!
Guk made up his mind to accumulate the power in his body, although his guns and hammers, including mechanical claws, were thrown to Okimide for maintenance.
Time is still sluggish.
He could see bullets bursting into the sky with meteor-like tail flames.
"Death!!!"
Guk pounced on the nearest traitor. He grabbed the guy's right wrist with his left hand and pulled the opponent's arm away, letting the pistol growl in vain to the ceiling.
The broken pieces of rock shrouded around like powdered sugar, and Gook held the iron fist tightly, dragging the mutinous guard to himself, and used him as a shield to block the bullets flying towards him.
Puff puff!
Three bullets hit the guy's lower back, shattering his armor and spine, and Guk could feel the impact pass from his hand, and he could see splattered armor fragments, flesh residues, and scarlet blood drop.
He reached out his unarmored right hand and held the short knife on the man's belt.
Then he flicked his left hand sideways, throwing the dead body away like a toy. This action pulled the weapon out of his belt for Guk.
In the hands of the giant Oak, the short knife is more like a large dagger.
The drooping corpse spun out with blood, hitting the two killers head-on, causing them to fall to the ground.
Guk turned around and chopped the forearm of another killer nearby with his snatched knife. The guy's pistol roared only once, then fell to the ground, the severed arm still holding it tightly.
He didn't give the opponent time to react, kicking him fiercely towards his abdomen and taking away the opponent's tomahawk with his left hand.
Holding a seized knife and axe in each hand, Gook suddenly turned his head away from a bullet that swept across his cheek like an angry bee.
He then turned around and buried the edge of the battle axe in the head of a traitor.
The helmet was divided into two, as was the skull, and Guck saw a grinning tooth in Yin Hong's jaw and a missing eyeball.
Three fell and two died.
But Guk is standing in the room, so the goal is more obvious.
Regardless of whether the pace of time is as slow as a glacier, the narrow space is still a problem, and even the worst marksmanship will find targets in this place.
"Yeah!"
Guk hit the first shot well: a bullet hit his shoulder~EbookFREE.me~ He felt his armor cracked under heavy pressure, felt the hammer-like impact, felt the shrapnel The burning pain when penetrating the flesh.
The second hair followed, waist, followed by the third hair, right hip.
The dizzying pain and shock, he tried to keep his balance, blood poured from his mouth, he saw his blood flowing down the burnt silver-white leg armor.
Another bullet exploded on his left side, causing him to slam onto another huge stone table, where he placed his personal belongings.
He was forced to drop his short knife to stabilize himself.
The loot was scattered all over the table, and Guck managed to turn the table and let the next wave of bullets hit the table instead of himself.
The polished stone slab suddenly cracked like glass.
"Waaaaaaaaaaaagh!!"
Gook roared out of the table, shoved away from a slamming bullet, and swung the tomahawk towards the gunman.
He could feel the shock as a tremor passed along the edge of the blade, and the opponent rose from the ground, his head back, his arms raised, as if he had been chopped up in the throat when he buried his head.
A small piece of silver metal flew out, and the battle axe flew across the top of the warrior's helmet, cutting off a piece.
Blood poured from the perfect circular hole in the helmet, and the scalp, skull and exposed brain tissue formed a set of concentric circles.
In a blink of an eye, he crashed to the ground.
Guk wanted to grab the man's gun, but another bullet hit him in the chest and blasted him back to the table.
They were swarming up, and all the enemies who were just knocked down by him had stood up. He groped for the missing short knife on the table and could not find it, but found a head cast with metal-another leader of the rebels .
He threw it away without thinking.