Peerless Genius System

Chapter 520: Missing Fire

Such horrible images appeared in front of them, and their chief was murdered, and this rebel army in Libya panicked.

Just as they stood still, Sholo punched and struck the chest of two Libyan rebel soldiers, who were hit like a train head, sprayed blood in their mouths, and their whole bodies backwards like shells, falling heavily on the ground seven or eight meters away. After landing, they struggled for a few moments to regain their life.

Sholoh's fists and feet not only smashed their chests, but even their hearts were crushed, instantly killing them, bleeding much more from the chest than from the mouth and nose.

The rest of the Libyan rebels also responded by shooting at them as they poured in a breath of cool air.

“Sudden Sudden ~”

Bullets flew across, shot at close range, a lot of bullets hit the housing, the bullet-proof housing was incredibly stiff, the bullet hit a lot of Mars and ran around behind it, missed Sholoh, but there were a number of Libyan rebel soldiers shot dead by bullets that their own people had bounced off.

Sholo exchanged the light work of Limbo Microstep in the system. No bullet could bite him any faster. His body slightly lowered. His cold eyes locked a Libyan rebel army closest to him...

The Libyan rebel had just tried to shoot, and Sholoh instantly hit him with an arrow, like a tiger descending from the mountain and hitting him in the chin with one foot.

“Ahhh.”

Accompanied by a scream, where blood splattered on the chin of the rebels of Biya, his jaw was smashed by Sholo's foot, his brain was struck like that, shattered into a slurry, and when he flew out, his life quickly dissipated, waiting to land, it was already a corpse.

Others, deterred by the cruelty of the man, unconsciously abandoned even the escape, like crazy shooting at Sholo's position, could only give them a hint of security if they shot him uninterruptedly.

But no matter how they fired, the bullets had to pass from Sholo, who seemed to predict the trajectory of all the bullets, as if they were fishy, constantly approaching the rebels in Libya, and then had to be killed with one blow.

He was like a cold, emotionless human killing machine, harvesting the lives of one Libyan rebel army after another!

Jiang Zhiming, who watched the scene from afar, had lost color on his face, his brain had almost forgotten to think, and his eyes opened showing the shock inside them.

“Is this guy... a monster? ”

Kong Yunhong's voice trembled and Sholo's mighty and cruel strength not only deterred the rebels in Libya, but also cooled their back spine and raised them uncontrollably.

“The NSA people are horrible! ”

“This is simply not human. ”

“By himself, I'm afraid he could destroy a company! ”

The rest of the SWAT team was shaking and had unspeakable thrills and shocks on their faces.

Even Jiang Zhiming, who had always been steady and calm, doubted whether he was dreaming or not. Even if humans were stronger, they would never be strong enough. Ignoring bullets, ignoring shells, and seeing heavily armed soldiers as grass mustard with no resistance in their eyes, it was too hard to believe that life was to be harvested.

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The battle ended when Sholoh punched a Libyan rebel in the head, one with several blood filaments squeezed out and dropped on the ground, scrolling with a layer of dust.

Around thirty Libyan rebels were killed, and the bodies were lying in various places, all with bare hands, some with collapsed chests, some with bursts of skull and some with broken legs and legs...

A hell of a tragedy!

The SWAT team arrived in the near future, and they looked all bloody, desolate Sholoh, unable to breathe faster and harder to keep calm. This man, alive, turned this place into a purgatory, horrible.

“Mr. Doom, are you... are you okay?” Jiang Zhiming asked a very stupid question at this time.

Sholo raised his eyebrows and looked at him. All the killing returned to his body like a tide, smiling softly: “Do I seem to be doing something? ”

“I'm fine, I'm fine... be careful! ”

Jiang Zhiming nodded, but at this point it was discovered that there was also a Libyan rebel who pretended to be dead, sitting up from the ground, aiming at Sholo's back to shoot Sholo. Jiang Zhiming reacted extremely quickly, and the sniper rifle in his hand quickly lifted up and fired a single shot at the right shoulder of the rebel army there.

The sniper gun was much more powerful than a regular rifle, which shot the man's entire right arm straight down, and the blood splattered out of the wound uncontrollably, followed by an awesome scream.

Sholo looked back at the Libyan rebel and said, “Thank you! ”

“You're welcome.” Jiang Zhiming nodded.

Kong Yunhong and several of them rushed over and took over the Libyan rebel.

The Libyan skin was darker, his eyes were deep, and if he wasn't used to it, he would always feel like a thief's eye, and this Libyan rebel army basically matched these characteristics. He kept his head and had a tattoo on his chest.

In the process of being overrun, he looked at Sholo with horror and continued to say "mumble”.

Jiang Zhiming and Kong Yunhong both know what that means. Translating it into Chinese is‘ demon ’. Yes, this person is right. Mr. Destruction with them is definitely a demon.

Sholoh stood proudly in front of this only living Libyan rebel army and asked indifferently: "What is it? ”

“Invalid.” The Libyan rebel did not hesitate to answer.

Sholo turned to Jiang Zhiming: “Looks like we're in trouble. The rebels in Libya don't know where to get the information. They know that our country sent someone to rescue the war journalist. They will kill the Chinese people they encounter at all costs. The rebel chief gave the order that they'd rather kill the wrong people than let go. ”

“Goddamn it, aren't they afraid our Marines will break in and help the government kill them?” Kong Yunhong bites the incisor canal.

“If our navy steps into Libya's interior, this is interference in the internal affairs of other countries, causing enormous international disputes.” Jiang Zhiming Dao.

Sholo made no comment on this, and he glanced at the Libyan rebel: "You are on your way! ”

Just say it and kick it in the chest.

The Libyan rebel was like a broken kite flying backwards, bleeding from the mouth and nose, kicked to death by Sholoh.

“Mr. Doom, what are you doing? ”

Jiang Zhiming couldn't figure out how to stare at Sholo.

“Mercy to the enemy is cruelty to himself. Do you think I didn't know he was still alive? I want to give him a way out with one eye closed, but if he doesn't know how to cherish it and shoot my black gun, then he doesn't have to live anymore. ”

Sholo replied coldly, "You shouldn't have shot him in the shoulder just now.” Fingered his head, "but it should be here. The principle of a sniper's hand is to shoot and kill without leaving the enemy any chance to breathe, and you're almost on fire in that regard. ”