Chapter 1173: Road encounters thorns (2)

Chapter 1173 Road encounters thorns (2)
It turned out to be the case.
Ouyang Shaohao nodded, and looked around casually. Inadvertently, I saw a building next to the road. On the top of the building, there was a bright reflective point. It was... the mirror on the sniper rifle...
Ouyang Shaohao’s eyes glanced, Shen Sheng said:
There are killers...

The voice did not fall, only heard the sound of a bang, a bullet hit the wicked...
Murong Xue was stunned and quickly pressed a button on the sports car. The roof of the convertible sports car jumped out and blocked the bullets that were close at hand: "When!" The bullet fell to the ground and turned into a useless Shell case...
A single hit, on the top of the nearby building, there were dozens of black men in a moment, carrying a machine gun, and screaming at Ouyang, Murong Xue madly shot: "Sudden..."
Countless bullets flew in with a strong killing, hitting the sports car and making a fierce sound...
"Dangdang!" The fierce impact of the sound, I heard Ouyang Shaoyan gaze slightly: "Their bullets can't hit this sports car."
"Yeah." Murong Xue nodded and said proudly: "My sports car is bulletproof." As a family leader, it is hard to be assassinated. Therefore, each of her cars is a custom-made bulletproof car, even if it is The killers can't wear it with AK47...
Ouyang Shaohao: "...modern technology is really advanced..."
"Yeah." The firearms and bullets were made out, and the bullet-proof things were created. The modern technology is quite advanced, but: "My sports car has a function in addition to bulletproof. Do you want it? Under the knowledge?"
Murong Xue looked forward to watching Ouyang Shaohao.
Ouyang Shaohao glanced at the dense bullets outside the sports car and nodded lightly: "Good."
"Then you are sitting steady." Murong Xue said with a smile, gently pressed a button, the eight sides of the sports car suddenly showed eight fist-sized holes, eight machine guns stick out from the hole, toward the building People in black are shooting crazy: "Sudden..."
The black people were caught off guard, and they were swept in by machine guns. They planted tall buildings one by one...
Ouyang Shaohao looked around and looked at the killer of the tall building. He was nearly half, and the remaining half was injured more or less. He coveted the car and saw a surprise in his voice. Planting people, can block bullets, and also equipped with machine guns, and the killers are shooting, the current technology is really amazing...
These black people who came to assassinate were not stupid.
One person fell on the ground, and the black-skinned people in the flesh and blood were faint. "Ouyang Shaohao's eyes are faint: "Is it a dead man?" Yesterday, the group of death gods killed trainers, almost so assassination of Xiao Xi, Mu Tianqi.
Murong Xue held the steering wheel and looked at the black people who were dying. They shook their heads gently: "No, they should be Solomon's people."
"Why do you say that?" Ouyang Shaohao did not see Solomon's logo in them.
"These black people are tall, their eyes are deep and blue, and their skin is very white. It is a typical North American Caucasian." Solomon's people are such white people, and the of death has absorbed the killers of many countries. Caucasians, yellow racers, and black racers often mix and match when sending large-scale missions. It is not as pure as a person, so this group of killers is Solomon.
(End of this chapter)