Chapter 44 Distress

At the gunpoint of Wu Yang, Uncle Li did not panic as he imagined. He frowned slightly and looked at Wu Yang coldly, as if he were looking at a clown. He only heard him say, "Wu Yang, what do you want me to say? Do you think you can kill me like this? It's childish! After so many years of following me, when have you seen me personally involved in danger? But your courage is commendable. Now put away the gun, my previous words are still valid!"

"Bah! Old man, are you suffing me? Am I scared by Wuyang? Even if I can't walk out of this room alive today, you must die before me. Less nonsense, I know there are many people ambush nearby, and now take me out! Don't worry, you are also my godfather, hehe! I'll let you go after I go out!" After listening to Uncle Li's words, Wu Yang was unmoved, and his hand holding the gun did not tremble at all.

"Childish!!! Look at yourself!" Seeing that Wu Yang was single-minded, Uncle Li seemed to kindly remind him.

As soon as Uncle Li's voice fell, Wu Yang's body was immediately covered with red dots, which was the light emitted by the infrared sight. Roughly calculating, there are at least 50 red dots. If a red dot represents a gun, Wu Yang will probably be swept away without any scum.

"Hahaha...Wu Yang, do you still think you can kill me now?" Uncle Li looked very excited. From Wu Yang entered the house to now, everything was under his control. In his opinion, Wu Yang's little struggle was just a joke.

"Damn it! Old man, you are playing shady! You are ruthless, but do you think you won? Ha ha... You are smart, and I am not stupid! You'd better see it clearly, or it won't be fun to end up together!" At this point, Wu Yang suddenly pulled off his coat and saw several dark metal square boxes tied to his chest. The square box and the square box were connected by metal wire, and when there was a cigarette box-sized display on one of the square boxes on his chest, the display screen appeared with changing numbers. At this moment, the number displayed was exactly "11:11 ”

"In 11 minutes, the bomb will automatically explode... Of course, if you want to die early, ask your dog legs hiding in the dark to shoot. Don't worry too much, one bullet can detonate it! Ha ha... Uncle Li, I don't think you will die with me, will you? Your old man's life is worthless, even if you lose ten lives of me, hehe..." Wu Yang put down his gun and smiled evilly at the corners of his mouth. This time, he moved back to another game. Next, it depends on how the old man took it. Ha ha, as expected, he will definitely let himself go. As for the future pursuit, then leave it to the future. The most important thing is to live in front of him.

"It's still childish!! Wu Yang, do you think Uncle Li has this little trick? Didn't you say that before? When did you see me involved in danger in person? As long as the place where I appear, I dare not say it's 100% safe, but at least it's not human factors that can kill me, hehe!" Turning blind eye to the bomb on Wu Yang's body, Uncle Li still looked calm.

Suddenly, "Pa!" With the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, a ring glass fell around Uncle Li and wrapped him in the glass together with the Taishi chair.

"High-particle nano-tempered glass, made in M country, can resist armor-piercing bombs, anti-equipment sniper bombs, and tonnage-level * explosives explode in the near future. It can be said that unless there is an earthquake now, I won't die even if the villa collapses, hahahaha..." Uncle Li came from the loudspeaker outside the glass The laughter, obviously, Wu Yang lost this game again.

"Fork you, old man, you are really a pervert. With such a turtle shell, I'm not like you!" While speaking, Wu Yang raised his hand seemingly casually and made a few gunshots. The whole room suddenly turned dark, and he shot all the lighting in the room.

Then, those who were hiding in the dark also pulled the trigger. More than 50 muzzle shots were fired at Wu Yang, and their shooting speed was only a few seconds later than Wu Yang's. For a moment, there was continuous gunfire in the dark room, and there were sparks bursting out by bullets touching the ground or other hard objects.

Under the cover of darkness, Wu Yang rolled on the ground and rolled behind Guan Erge's platform to avoid the bullets that were shot. In just a second, at least hundreds of bullets hit him. After all, the muzzle of the ambush people before was aimed at it. No matter how fast he moved, he couldn't beat the speed of some people pulling the trigger.

Strangely, not a drop of blood flowed from Wu Yang's body, and the previous bullets clearly hit him. "Damn it, what the hell are these bullets? It really hurts to shoot on my body. Fortunately, I was prepared. The old guy really thought that I was bound with a bomb. In fact, it was just the latest bulletproof vest. Shameless old man, you will be fooled one day. Wu Yang muttered to himself that he could not feel his concern about the situation at this time.

"He hid behind the divine platform, shot at the divine platform, and killed him, quickly!!!" I don't know how Uncle Li found Wu Yang in the glass, but I only heard him hide in the glass and roar loudly.

With Uncle Li's voice, a large number of bullets poured into Wuyang's hiding place. Wu Yang tried his best to lie on the ground and reduce the height of his body as much as possible. He knew that the only thing he could do to shoot such a large number of bullets was to climb down, otherwise he might become a hornet's nest in the blink of an eye. Although Wuyang lay low enough, he was still hit by more than a dozen bullets on his back. The strength transmitted to his body through the bulletproof vest made him grin in pain.

"Damn, the old guy is really annoying. It seems impossible to leave here today, damn it! On the verge of death, he also pulled a few cushions. Being swept away by bullets, Wu Yang could only hide aggrievedly. His heart was fierce. Following the direction of the sound of gunfire, he raised his hand and shot a few times, followed by a few screams.

Wu Yang took action without any false hair, which is the shooting accuracy that even Wolf and Tianqing feel headaches. Unfortunately, there are too few bullets. Just a round of counterattack, two magazines have been fired, and now there are still eight bullets left in the gun.

Because the room was dark, I could only listen to the sound and debate, and many of the people ambushed by the other party had shelters. The two magazines that were shot before only killed more than ten people at most. Wu Yang used domestic QSG*, with 15 double-row double-entry magazines, that is to say, only nearly half of the people were killed by 30 bullets. Now all his magazines have been used up, and there are only eight bullets left in the gun. Even if one bullet kills one person, it is only eight people, but what should he do when he runs out? No matter what, there is no escape today.

"Damn it, fight!" Even if he dies, Wu Yang will die vigorously. He doesn't want to hide like a mouse. He wants to fight back and fight back with all his strength until the last bullet is left...

moved his body and Wu Yang put his head out of the platform. In the battle just now, he was sure that someone was equipped with a thermal imaging night vision mirror, so his behavior at this moment was extremely risky, but he couldn't care so much. Anyway, he was just dead.

Rolling out from behind the platform, Wu Yang raised his hand and quickly pulled the trigger in the direction that had been determined before. The bullet "banged" out of the barrel and splashed sparks in the darkness...

"Puff!" Just as Wu Yang sniped the enemy, a bullet hit his arm along the weak light of the barrel. The bullet passed through his arm and blood splashed on his face. In the dark, the corners of Wu Yang's mouth twitched slightly, but he couldn't help making a sound, but kept pulling the trigger in a predetermined direction.

As the other party's screams came one by one, Wu Yang was also hit with a lot of bullets. Although he had tried his best to avoid it, he still could not completely avoid the bullets that seemed to be everywhere. Up to now, except for one left arm, other parts of his body have been hit a lot of bullets, and the blood has already soaked his clothes. Fortunately, he was wearing a bulletproof vest, otherwise the chest with the most bullets would have been beaten into a sieve.

He lay weakly on the ground and let the blood flow out from all parts of his body. Wu Yang did not continue to shoot. There is the last bullet left, which he left for himself. Strangely, the gunfire around him stopped after he fell to the ground. If someone fired at this moment, he probably wouldn't be able to do the simplest dodge.

It didn't make him doubt for too long, and the surroundings suddenly lit up. I don't know who found a temporary searchlight, and thousands of watts shone the room like daylight.

"Hahaha, Wu Yang, why did you fall to the ground? Don't you want to fight?" The sound in the loudspeaker belongs to Uncle Li. Needless to say, he ordered to stop shooting in the dark. I don't know what tricks the old guy wants to play.

"Cough...cough...old man, I... I'm just tired. I just lie on the ground and rest for a while. What's wrong? Do you have any problem with that? He opened his mouth and spit out a big mouthful of blood, and Wu Yang said hard.

"Hey! Is that right? So how long are you going to rest? Wuyang, Wuyang, I originally valued you so much, but I didn't expect you to choose to betray me. Since I gave you the opportunity to judge yourself and you don't cherish it, then I can only follow the rules. I hope you can survive the last dish! Hahaha..." Uncle Li laughed presumptuously. He decided to torture Wu Yang well. Who told him to point a gun at himself, and he also made a fake bomb to force out all the cards for his life, which made him have to reconsider another card.

Uncle Li is such a person. As long as it is a means to let others know, he will not reuse it. Although the nanoglass looks very strong, who can guarantee that no one will directly flatten the whole terrain with a large * in the future? Don't think that no one has that kind of strength and means. There is a sea of people with that strength. At least Genesis has the ability to launch *.

"Damn! The old man wants to torture me! Ha ha... I just don't like your wishes, damn it! I didn't expect that Wu Yang would die under my own gun today. Isn't this still self-delaying? Oh, I don't know what's going on with the wolf...

Maybe Zhang Qian is still thinking about him in some way? I don't know if he will be sad after I die. I don't think so! That boy is born cold-blooded! Alas...what am I thinking? Who cares whether he is sad or not, I'm not glass! Forget it, it's clean to die like this. Damn it! In my aggrieved life, I also want to see the latest portraits of Muto Lan and Aoi Sora, and..." Wu Yang smiled, but thought about something messy in his heart. At the same time, the left arm holding the gun slowly raised and slowly approached his eyebrows...

"Lanlan! Empty! Oh, by the way, and the butterfly of the sword group, which are also quite sexy, hehe... I will go first and continue to be with you in the next life! Ha ha..." The black muzzle pointed at his eyebrows, and his fingers slowly approached the trigger. Wu Yang closed his eyes and raised an evil smile at the corners of his mouth. To death, he also wanted to leave with a smile...