Chapter 643: Pseudo-face (below)

"Wow!!!"
The metal-wrapped head hit a killer's faceplate, smashing his head and smashing the silver horn on one side.
At the same time, Gook's scrambled hands finally found the short knife, but he did not choose to use it as a melee weapon, but took the most efficient way.
He threw it out like a flying knife.
The assassin, who had just been smashed by his head, was caught off guard and was pierced directly into his throat by a short knife. After staggering for a few steps like a drunk, he collapsed to the ground and blood spewed from his neck.
Bang~!
The gunfire didn't stop, the guys seemed to know that it was very dangerous to get close to such a brutal beast, so they decided to destroy her "safely" at a certain distance.
They will almost succeed.
Guk was shot again, this time on his left thigh, and the pain was so severe that he doubted whether his bones had shattered.
The other two bullets swept across the left side of his head a few centimeters away, which was really Mao Baoyou.
Although his armor is immune to most bullets, the defensive power of the guard's weapons is also terrifying, not to mention at such close distances.
The King of Ock gasped in agony, turned back over the stone table to evade, and tried to let the granite block those ruthless bullets.
Every fierce impact made the gravel fly, and the front and top of the desk quickly became the pitted surface of the crater surface. One of the killers tried to jump on the table and fire at the target.
"Dead bastard!"
Guk got up to meet the enemy, holding the battle axe in his hands and waving it to the assassin's knee, cutting him down like a small tree, with one leg left on the table under the support of heavy armor.
Under the armor that was repeatedly penetrated and distorted, Guk could feel the blood oozing from his body, he could feel the wounds on the face and neck bleeding, he could hear the guards outside constantly pounding the room Door.
But they would not be able to open the door of this room for a while, because the prison was obviously of Gursut's character, and when it was discovered, Gook was still wondering who he was going to use to shut him.
Now it seems that this trap was set much earlier than he thought, even including the captive guy, probably...
The guy who came up with this idea must be very smart.
In fact, very smart.
This is not the behavior of a traitor with a grudge, nor the crazy behavior of a lost pseudo-king, let alone he is dead, unless...
"who are you!?"
Once again avoiding a burst of bullets, Guck asked himself, his voice seemed very weak, suppressed by gunfire, and dragged by pain.
In response, more bullets burst into the air, lighting up the smoke that filled the room.
Guk hurriedly lay down, and the bullet kissed the messy desk, punctured the bindings behind him, and left webbed cracks on the wall.
Part of the wall tiles suddenly fell to the ground, and the gravel and fine sand were poured out like a landslide.
How many did he kill?
Guk quickly searched his memories.
Five, and one broke his arm.
Is it five? How many more do he need to kill himself?
He glanced around.
The assassin, who had been toppled from his desk, was lying on his back, trembling. His severed legs stopped spraying blood, but the ground around him had been soaked in deep red.
But he actually raised his hand weakly and aimed at Gook with a gun. How deep was his obsession.
Guk rolled over and threw the assassin to the ground with an axe.
He twitched immediately and finally died.
Guk finally got the weapon. He grabbed the gun from the body. This is a large pistol that the mechanics have for the guards. It can be switched between burst and rapid fire.
He heard the remaining assassins talk in heavy language, unfolding from both sides of the broken desk, ready to end him.
Guk didn't understand what they were talking about, it didn't look like Ok's language, but he wasn't quite sure, because the tone of voice was definitely Ok.
But it doesn't matter if he doesn't understand.
Their conversation revealed enough information to him. They exposed the location. Through the sound and relative angle, he could know without looking at it. Two unfolded from his left and one came from the right.
Guk chose to rush to the left.
He bypassed the stone table and immediately opened fire, creating the first kill.
Headshot, then a red mist.
The second kill was also completed in the next second, two bullets hit the chest.
Bang~!
Suddenly, something stabbed him from behind, Guk opened his mouth wide, and howled silently, feeling that the cold sharp blade penetrated the armor on his back and penetrated from under the ribs.
It stayed there and seemed to be stuck.
Guk twisted his body and punched the assassin's face with a right fist covered with iron armor.
"Damn bedbug!!!"
This heavy punch turned the killer over and flew out. He hit the wall face down, and the cracked wall was still not broken.
Subsequently, the guard collapsed on the floor below.
Guk turned to track the remaining killers, but the short knife was still stuck in his body, he—
"Uh--"
At least two bullets hit his shoulder armor and exploded behind the left ear. He felt his head seemed to be twisted to the right by the shock wave. He felt burning and severe pain. He tasted the smell of blood and fuel. The ear was sharp. There was more than a cry, and my vision was blurry.
He fell down and couldn't stand, leaning on the table or an overturned chair and kneeling on the ground.
Guk couldn't see anything, he could only fire indiscriminately, but it made no sense.
"Should—"
He was about to roar, and he felt a sharp blade against his throat.
"Guk, you lost."
The voice mistaken by Guck for Brutus said, with uncontrollable excitement.
"Let me know who you are before I die."
He responded with a laugh.
"You always wanted to kill, or you think it was killed."
A terrible thought flashed through Guk's brain, but he was a little unbelievable.
"you……"
"I am, Gulsult."
Finally, the terrible conjecture in Gook's mind came true. The cunning killer in front of him was the real Gulsult, but more doubts followed.
"Your army...No! You cannot pretend to be a guard!"
"Of course, the one you killed, you should actually be familiar with it. It's just a puppet, a skin sac, and the shrimp inside--"
"It's Diego."
Everything makes sense~EbookFREE.me~Although the traitors are not hesitant to use any means, but the method of deception to carry out this assassination, and this seamless secret infiltration, it is definitely not an Ouke can plan out, everything Made sense.
Although Guck never respected the elusive and cowardly tactics of rebellion, this time it was really a genius.
"I get it, but you have to learn one thing, Gulsuth."
Guk said with a smile, his eyes restored, and he could see the face full of tension and excitement, and the slightly trembling arm.
Gulsut wanted to push hard, eager to pierce Guk's throat, but his muscles and even nerves were paralyzed, and the mysterious power imprisoned him, and between him and Guk, the subtle electric arc was beating.
"If you are going to kill me, then don't waste time on answering questions, especially when I have a gun in my hand."
In the next second, Guk fired, and the rapid-fire mode emptied the magazine once, all hitting the opponent's head and upper body. Gulsuth was directly blown out by this zero-range shot and fell to the ground to become a corpse.
But the assassin's blade finally left a deep scratch on his exposed throat, and blood poured out, but at least it was not severed.
Guk stood up erratically, his vague senses gradually recovering, and he saw the last assassin, the guy with his arm cut off, crawling on the floor, looking for a gun.
"enough!"
Guk walked rashly, stepped directly on the guy, and squashed along with the helmet and the head inside.
Then Guk fell to his knees and finally realized how tired he was.
It was at this time that the guards finally pierced through the gate with a cutter. They exclaimed and came over to Guk.