Super Detective in the Fictional World

Luke's footsteps did not move at all, continuing in a slightly bowed position and shooting position, the HK416 in his hand emitted a dense gunshot.

Boom, boom, boom!

Seven or eight black monsters suddenly fell.

“In the attack, his mouth was still wide open and he was screaming, trying to scare who!” He muttered, his figure suddenly accelerating and rushing to the side.

The black monsters, who were already a few meters away, suddenly discovered that the target was getting farther and farther away from his big mouth.

Because Luke runs faster than they do.

While running, the HK416 in his hand replaced the magazine again.

Without an expedition around, his bullets are limitless.

Lots of bullets, Luke. Need to be afraid of that number of enemies?

Boom, boom, boom!

Pursuit of the two most active black monsters shook their heads and hit the stone wall.

Luke slowed down and turned his foot half a turn, moving from side shooting to backwards firing.

Boom, boom, boom!

The last two black monsters in pursuit fell again.

None of the seven monsters died instantly, but were struggling there to howl, but their movements were becoming more and more powerless.

With their vitality, they can't withstand bullets in the brain.

Even if the blood in them corrodes the metal, it takes time.

The time a bullet takes to create a cavity effect is much shorter than the time it takes for their blood-corrosing warheads.

The part Luke just shot, it was all in their mouth, or in the brain behind their mouth, who made them like chasing people with their mouths open.

Looking at your mouths is so handsome, I can't help but remember how many! He laughed in his heart hey, hung his gun, laid idly against the stone wall and watched again.

The opportunity to make a fact-finding mission without having to do it yourself, entirely from the perspective of a bystander, is too difficult.

His presence, as well as the indiscriminate attack of the Black Monster's death, finally led to a change in the strength of both sides on the scene.

Normal black monsters instantly lost nine, almost a third of them.

This drastically reduces the pressure on the dog's head and provides more room for the four eyes to escape.

On the black monster side, there are 21 ordinary black monsters, plus a giant monster.

Black monsters, no matter their size, power, agility, or response, are far more powerful than ordinary humans.

Sharp teeth, sharp front paws, flexible and powerful bone long tails with tail blades, don't look like normal creatures.

It's more appropriate to say it's a killer monster made.

And their opponents, two masked creatures, are equally powerful and responsive.

The black monsters wouldn't necessarily have been able to chase them all if the four eyes hadn't been completely suppressed on body strength and the dogheads had been suppressed in quantity.

But black monsters are monsters, and their desire to kill is indelible.

Luke was there in less than a minute watching the party, and a few black monsters ran over to the neighborhood and noticed him and rushed over again.

Looking at these idiots, they quickly approached each other in an agile motion, and Luke smiled softly: "Idiot. ”

Bang bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, four rushing black monsters first hit the trunk with a bullet or two, was slightly sluggish, followed by a bullet into their howling mouth, adding several new and spacious channels to their heads.

With the increase in the number of black monsters killed, Luke has basically mastered a rhythm dedicated to dealing with their rhythm.

For him, bullets are not too hard to deal with as long as they break the deadly enemy.

These powerful and weak monsters can kill Luke unharmed by giving him some room to wander and by flying kites alone.

Before he was so constrained by these monsters, he came to protect the weak chickens of the expedition, and he kept his strength under control, always within the limits of ordinary people.

That level, not even a tenth of his true level.

That's why he's so busy right now.

With this attack, the black monster finally couldn't help it.

They only have killings in their minds, but their instincts in battle are also acute, and it's easy to tell who's more threatening on the field.

Among ordinary black monsters, a monster with green mesh sock-like marks screamed on one's head, and more than a dozen black monsters suddenly split up in half and followed it all the way to Luke.

The HK416 in Luke's hand was raised and his foot moved quickly again.

Instead of avoiding these monsters, he uses his movements to control their proximity to his time intervals.

Don't be surrounded by your opponent when you are under siege.

This is basic common sense, which can also be called mastering the initiative of combat.

As long as the opponent cannot surround him, he has enough time to break each other.

Luke first chose the left with the smallest number of monsters, near where the dog head mask was located.

Three black monsters just turned around and were shot in the chest, followed by two bullets in the head. The street action was a blast, running through the clouds without any drag.

Who says you can't shoot a monster with Mozambique? Luke laughed in his heart.

The so-called Mozambican method of shooting, in short, is to strike the enemy's torso first, strike a rigid time, and then use the opportunity to replenish the shooting to blow the enemy's head off.

The black monster, eaten through the rhythm of the attack, was no smarter than a man in a bulletproof vest at his mouth.

This Mozambican method of shooting, which Luke used a little more in the immediate aftermath of the system, has been rarely used in recent months.

Because most people, even most extraordinary humans, didn't have to let him shoot again.

By the time Luke had swimmed around the edge of the plaza-like room, ten black monsters had fallen again.

Including that ordinary black monster who gave the order, Luke was shot three times in the street and howled.

When the battle reached this level, the giant monster finally gave up catching up with four eyes and turned around and shouted at him, seemingly angry.

Luke switched to a magazine and mumbled, “What are you looking at? And look, I'll kill you all together. ”

This “you” includes, of course, four eyes and a dog's head.

But all of a sudden, his eyes turned back, and while the giant monster was distracted, he jumped five or six meters high, twisted his back, and his double-headed spear slipped into his hand.

Luke's face showed a miserable expression.

Pfft!

In a slight chirp, the bright double-headed spear penetrated the brain of a giant monster like a tofu.

At first glance, it looks like it has more root chai on its head.

The monster screamed painfully and backed away.

All the ordinary black monsters in the room went crazy, dropped their heads and poured out four eyes.

As soon as four eyes landed, they were submerged by black monsters pounding continuously.