Chapter 33: Silver Gun

"Looking for death, isn't it?" Meng Fan raised his right hand gently, and more than 20 guns hidden behind him slowly appeared, separated on both sides of his body.

"The powerman!" Suddenly, the cold and arrogant yellow-haired young man shouted in surprise, and his figure flashed in front of Zhou Hong and Zhou Zheng.

The 70 or 80 people in black standing on both sides of the gate hurriedly wanted to hook the trigger, but they were all surprised to find that the small submachine gun in their hands was no longer at the command, and the trigger was fixed, and no matter how hard it was, they could not move at all.

'Puff', 'Puff'..., the sound of the bullet tearing the bone and crossing the head suddenly sounded. This time, Meng Fan did not waste bullets, and the 70 or 80 people in black were all shot in the head.

In just over ten seconds, 70 or 80 people in black standing at the door with small submachine guns left no living mouth.

And 70 or 80 submachine guns originally held by the man in black crossed an arc in the air and quietly suspended behind Meng Fan, as if they had become part of Meng Fan's body.

More than 100 black pressed guns unfolded on Meng Fan's shoulders like wings. At this time, Meng Fan, like the fallen angels in the Bible, exuded a kind of frightening horror.

The door was bleeding. Meng Fan stared coldly at the three people in the hall, but did not move.

At the moment he shot himself, he clearly heard the yellow-haired young man calling 'power'. Obviously, the yellow-haired young man was very familiar with the existence of the power. Then, the biggest possibility is that he is a powerman himself.

The abilities of the power are diverse. I don't know what the ability of this yellow-haired young man is, so I can only choose to act cautiously.

"I'm so lucky." Meng Fan said slowly, "It's an honor to meet a supernatural person here."

"Hahahaha." The yellow-haired young man suddenly laughed crazily, "It should be me who said such a thing. So excited, so excited! Come on, let's have a fight."

"Huang Ze, I'll leave it to you. Let's play a good play for our brother. Don't live up to your salary of 100 million a year." Zhou Zheng and Zhou Hong retreated to a corner and pressed a button on the wall. Two transparent glass walls suddenly fell from the sky, surrounding a small space of more than ten square meters, completely separating the two from the hall.

"No problem!" The yellow-haired young man raised the corners of his mouth and smiled evilly.

"I've been thinking that I can't be the only one in this world. I've been looking for it for a long time, but I didn't expect you to come to my door. It's really interesting." The yellow-haired young man slowly came to Meng Fan, and his arms shook in the air, bringing a dazzling reflection.

What is

? Meng Fan, who reflected in the light, couldn't open his eyes. In a hurry, Meng Fan jumped back and pointed more than 100 guns at the yellow-haired youth, and bullets were fired together.

But listening to a burst of 'jingling' metal strikes, dense bullets rubbed out a bright yellow spark on the body of the yellow-haired young man. In the firelight, there came the unbridled laughter of the yellow-haired youth.

After a while, the sparks dissipated, but the front of the yellow-haired young man showed a bright silver color, which seemed to be some strange metal, wrapping his front tightly, and the dense bullet shooting did not cause any harm to him.

And his arms turned into two long and narrow bright silver knives, and the tip of the knife gently scratched the ground as easily as cutting tofu.

What kind of ability is this? Meng Fan was shocked and did not hesitate at all. He quickly jumped down the steps and returned to the 12th floor to temporarily avoid and thought about countermeasures.

In a dark corner on the 12th floor, Meng Fan stared at the stairs with a solemn face.

Judging from the sound of hitting the bullet, the ability of this power man called Huang Ze should be to transform his body into some kind of metal, cover his body for defense, and turn his arm into a long knife to attack.

It is both offensive and defensive, and seems to be impeccable.

"Yo, powerman, are you playing hide-and-seek with me? I don't know your name yet. The sound of crisp leather shoes stepping on the stairs came, accompanied by Huang Ze's arrogant voice, which looked particularly harsh.

is coming! At the moment when Huang Ze stepped into the 12th floor, a pistol guarding the top of the stairs quietly shot a bullet at his temple.

'Ding', the voice is crisp, and Huang Ze's head is bright silver, which has obviously been transformed into that hard metal.

'Ding', changing the angle, a bullet shot out again. This time, it hit Huang Ze's shoulder, but it still had no effect.

Two shots came back incongone, and Huang Ze laughed wildly: "Hahaha, shrinking turtle? Your bullet is useless to me. My armor is the hardest metal in the world.

"And my attack--" Huang Ze's right arm flashed quickly, "It's the strongest attack in the world."

In the dark, Meng Fan was shocked, because he felt very clearly that the pistol he deliberately stayed at the top of the stairs had been neatly divided into two parts.

If there is no wrong calculation, the pistol left in the shadow of the stairs is still two meters away from Huang Ze's body. Huang Ze's silver light just now far exceeds the original distance of his arm.

Is there really no loophole in his ability?

Impossible! If he is really so strong, he should also hold a list of controllers, but he is alone and obviously has no companions.

So, you must have missed something!

"Yo, where are you? Do you like hide-and-seek games? Is it here?" Huang Ze raised his right arm, which turned into a long knife, and two silver lights flashed, tearing the wooden door of the room closest to the stairs.

"It's not here." Huang Ze looked a little disappointed.

'Wu', another bullet, flew to Huang Ze from the dark.

When', 'when', the silver light flashed, and the flying bullet was split into two pieces. Under the action of the earth's gravity, it fell weakly on the hard marble ground, and the sound was also crisp and pleasant.

At this time, the twelfth floor of the hotel became a battlefield and a maze. In the dark place here, it was full of more than 100 kinds of firearms, and Huang Ze did not seem to worry at all. He walked leisurely in the corridor, completely with the posture of a winner.

Under the control of Meng Fan's mind, three bullets broke out of the air from different angles at the same time and shot at Huang Ze.

Huang Ze's face changed significantly and rolled back on the ground, slightly awkwardly sticking to the wall.

Among the three bullets, one brushed Huang Ze's face door and wiped out a dazzling spark, while the other two bullets were embedded on the marble floor where he had just stood.

"Wow--" Huang Ze exhaled, "Your ability is really a headache. Just come out as a man. Don't hide. It's fucking boring."

Meng Fan smiled knowingly.

With both attack and defense, this yellow-haired bastard is bragging about himself, otherwise he would not have dodged the three bullets fired at the same time at different angles. Just now, at the moment of his dodging, he clearly saw that his back was not covered with bright silver metal. In this way, his ability could only metalize half of his body, and the other half was the weakness and weakness of his ability.

Thinking of this, Meng Fan slowly came out of a compartment at the safety exit. At the same time, more than 100 guns hidden on the 12th floor gathered together and condensed behind him again.

"You finally came out, hahahaha." Huang Ze still clung to the wall and laughed crazily, "It's really fun. It's fun. Come on, let's have fun!"

"Is it fun?" Meng Fan snorted coldly, "If it doesn't come to my expectation, only half of your body can be metalized, right?"

"So what?" Huang Ze showed a strange expression, "What can you do with me?"

Is that right? Even if I can't do anything about you, you can't attack me by clinging to the wall like this, can you?" Meng Fan slowly walked to the stairs and said, "Wait here slowly. I'll go to see the Zhou brothers and come back to you soon."

"Can't I really attack you?" Huang Ze laughed wildly again.

Hus, Huang Ze's voice just fell, and a bright silver color flashed across Meng Fan's face. Meng Fan was shocked and only had time to withdraw his head slightly to dodge.

The face was hot and painful, and the fishy blood flowed through the corners of his mouth. Meng Fan touched his cheeks in a daze, where a long and narrow opening was opened. His skin and flesh turned out and blood flowed.

"It's a pity that my attack range is 50 meters, but you hide so fast. It's fun. It's so fun." Huang Ze was crazy, "It's much more fun than cutting people in the game, hahaha."

After a brief shock, Meng Fan stared at Huang Ze and slowly retreated to the hiding place.

'Sw, another silver light shot out of Huang Ze's hand. Meng Fan barely dodged sideways. The silver light brushed Meng Fan's shoulder and opened a bloody gap in the position of his shoulder.

However, Meng Fan saw clearly this time that this silver light is part of Huang Ze's body. To be precise, it is transformed by Huang Ze's arms, that is, the slender thorns condensed by metal.

"I gave this move a nice name, called Silver Gun. How about it? Is it okay?" Before Huang Ze's words fell, the bright silver thorn came again. Meng Fan suddenly took a step back and suddenly contracted inward with hundreds of guns spread on both sides of his body like wings, forming a shield, which collided fiercely with the bright silver thorn.

The silver gun passed through the shield and scattered the shield. Although most of the more than 100 guns were intact, they seemed to have lost their support and fell on the marble floor one after another.

"Isn't this dead?" Huang Ze was about to laugh, but his expression froze in an instant, because he saw that Meng Fan, who had stood behind the shield, had disappeared.

"Haha, no matter where you go, as long as I keep the corridor, you can't get out of the twelve floors." After a while, Huang Ze laughed crazily again.