Gunfire, Punk and Necromancer

The seventh floor is the top floor, but still has ceilings, so the layout should be the same as the sixth floor. Zhuang Xuteng thought for a while and thought that the driving channel was relatively wide and had the least restricted field of vision, so it should be more suitable for attacking than the stairs.

Counting the weapons around him, there were still three shock grenades left, which were not enough to cover one floor. His left hand was very numb. He had previously used it to shoot the driver and tires while driving, and then used it to maintain the PCPD arm shield. The continuous consumption of the shadow slave caused the left hand to temporarily lose the ability to shoot independently. As for his right hand, the situation is not good now. The obvious tingling sensation is constantly reminding Zhuang Xuteng that he can no longer use the instantaneous continuous shooting technique.

You can only increase the time interval and fire slowly one shot at a time. Therefore, when facing Fatty D, Zhuang Xuteng knew that it was best to avoid a head-on fight.

If you drive up there, the white beast is a good cover and can force Fatty D out. But Zhuang Xuteng asked Meteor to lock himself up and not open the door to anyone. Although he knew that there was a special mechanism under the car that could open the passage and enter the car, it was too time-consuming. Moreover, the white beast's engine is loud, which will remind Fat D and let him avoid it in advance, such as taking the opportunity to enter the stairwell. In that case, the time it took Zhuang Xuteng to drive up and search would be enough for D Fatty to run a long way.

In fact, it's best now. Fatty D doesn't know where he is and doesn't dare to act rashly, especially he doesn't dare to take the initiative to enter the narrow stairwell. Zhuang Xuteng thought for a while and decided to walk up.

Adjusting his breathing, adjusting his emotions, walking lightly and moving quickly, Zhuang Xuteng clasped his hands together and hung them in front of him, bypassing the white beast and heading to the seventh floor. Meteor stared at him through the car window, his lips slightly parted, wanting to say that he was willing to go with him. It's just that it's empty outside, and there's no car that makes her feel at ease. Her lips trembled and she made no sound until Zhuang Xuteng disappeared from sight around the corner. Meteor curled up on the seat and hugged her knees. She was angry with herself.

Well, Zhuang Xuteng opened the shock grenade, and based on his memory of the layout of the sixth floor, he threw it directly at the entrance and exit of the pedestrian stairwell as soon as he reached the car access on the seventh floor. He was guessing Fatty D's position, and at the same time, he also exposed his own position. There was a "bang" sound, and there were more than ten finger-sized holes in the wall beside Zhuang Xuteng.

What is this? Zhuang Xuteng immediately crouched down, blocked, and dodged, and at the same time pointed his finger at the source of the sound. He saw a vaguely fat shadow behind a silver-white station wagon, and a slender device in his hand. Zhuang Xuteng took a deep breath, pulled out the shock grenade, counted for two seconds, and threw it in that direction.

"This trick has been used before!" Fatty D roared angrily, leaned out from behind the station wagon, and pointed the long stick in his hand into the air. Just a bang was heard, and a large number of metal projectiles were sprayed out, bombarding and shocking grenades. Its flight trajectory was interrupted, not only falling to the ground but also rolling towards Zhuang Xuteng.

Before it exploded, Zhuang Xuteng had already aimed at Fatty D and fired the bone spear held in both hands. At the same moment, Fatty D turned the direction of the long stick in his hand and pointed the round hole at Zhuang Xuteng. He pulled back and forth with his left hand and pressed hard with his right fingers, and he was able to fire again immediately.

The shock grenade exploded, and the flash of light enveloped both people. Zhuang Xuteng blocked his head and face with his arm shield, and felt a huge impact hitting him, knocking him backwards.

Fatty D and Zhuang Xuteng hit each other at the same time and were attacked by shock bombs at the same time, and they were both ten meters away from the shock bombs. The bone spear pistol penetrated Fatty D's left shoulder, leaving a hole there that could barely fit a fist. Zhuang Xuteng's arm shield was full of dents, his right abdominal armor plate was directly shattered, and blood began to soak into his clothes.

The aftermath of the stun grenade made his mind buzz. Although his body was very stiff, he still tried to move his limbs and used the corner to avoid it. What weapon is in Fat D’s hand? The sound doesn't sound like a pneumatic nail gun. Nail guns don't have such a long range, let alone such power. A single shot can create twenty or thirty fingertip-sized holes in a cement wall, and half a finger can be inserted into each hole. Although any shadow weapon can create deeper holes, it is impossible to create so many at the same time.

Damn it, D Fat doesn't even need to aim. As long as he looks in the right general direction, he can directly cover a range. One shot is equivalent to a volley of shadow guns, and he can fire continuously. This weapon was so annoying that Zhuang Xuteng took out the last shock grenade...

No, he could hit the grenade back, but that didn't work. Zhuang Xuteng came up with a plan, put the grenade back, released the resentful servants, took a small part of it, and shaped it into something similar to the shock grenade.

"Bah." Zhuang Xuteng imitated the sound with his mouth, leaned his back against the wall and secretly counted three seconds, and then threw directly in the direction of D fat behind him. Fatty D was indeed fooled, and tried to knock away the shock grenade with a bang, but the vengeful servant was not that strong, and was directly blown up in mid-air. At the same time, Zhuang Xuteng ducked half of his body, aimed at Fatty D with one hand, and fired a bone spear.

Fatty D suddenly shrank his head and hid behind the station wagon. Even though the bone spear tried hard to turn, it still just passed over his head and failed to hit.

It's really hard to fight. Maybe let the bone spear fly under the car? Zhuang Xuteng shook his head. This is not how the Shadow Cong Pistol is used. The Ghost Energy Bullet flies straight when pointed at the target. When it finds that the target has left the flight path, it will immediately start to correct it. If you shoot from the bottom of the car, the bone spear will try to correct its trajectory after it leaves your finger, and it will only reach the station wagon, wasting the remaining shooting opportunity.

Humph, I have another plan! Zhuang Xuteng summoned the resentful servant again, shaped it into a spider, and then inserted a shock grenade into its back. The shock grenade is not too heavy, and a spider-shaped minion the size of a house cat can just carry it. Zhuang Xuteng took off the grenade pin and let the spider servant fly towards Fat D as fast as possible.

"I can't shoot from the ground. Your line of sight is blocked by the station wagon, and you can't see the ground either." Zhuang Xuteng ducked his head in the corner, took a tentative look, and heard a "bang" from the other side. He retracted his head, and the broken wall flew in front of him, and some projectiles even grazed the bridge of his nose. Zhuang Xuteng breathed quickly to calm down. The weapon in Fat D's hand is really cruel, and its ability to fire continuously is enviable.

"Boom!" The shock grenade exploded, and the strong flash of light completely covered Fatty D. The shadow of the silver-white station wagon disappeared in that moment. The vengeful servant spider used a suicide attack to transport the shock grenade to Fat D's feet. This weird tactic could only be accomplished by Zhuang Xuteng. This time, it was enough for D Fatty to eat a pot, and he might have been completely immobilized, just waiting for Zhuang Xuteng to go and harvest.

If it were anyone else, he might have rushed forward to replenish his gun, but Zhuang Xuteng remained calm - this precious character is extremely rare among mercenaries. He took a deep breath and spent three seconds carefully thinking about his next actions, including how he would respond if Fatty D completely resisted the shock grenade, pretended to be dead and launched an ambush.

Last time in the Wild Monkey Gang, Heisenberg received a shock grenade. Couldn't he still shoot Zhuang Xuteng? A casualty will bring wisdom for a lifetime. Although grenades are good, you must assume that the opponent is still alive and kicking before you hit the head with a shot. Zhuang Xuteng gritted his teeth, endured the pain in his abdomen, and stood up with his left hand on the wall. He took out the coagulation spray and sprayed it randomly on his abdomen twice, then stuck his head in to test it, and then walked towards Fat D.

There was no movement in the parking lot, and a large group of people loomed behind the silver station wagon, also motionless. Zhuang Xuteng listened carefully and could hear the sound of blood dripping from Fatty D's wound, as well as the sound of rapid and stiff breathing. After being shocked, the breathing will be very short, that's what it sounds like, so...

As soon as Zhuang Xuteng came to the side of the station wagon, he saw Fat D lying on the ground, aiming at him with the long tube in his hand. "Fuck you, die!" Fatty D shouted and pulled the trigger. Zhuang Xuteng immediately flashed back behind the station wagon. As expected, Fatty D managed to withstand the shock grenade in some way, and now he fired, causing a rain of glass above Zhuang Xuteng's head.

"Hide your ass! I'll blast you to death!" Fatty D opened fire continuously, and the silver station wagon was hit hard again and again. You could already hear the sound of projectiles flying around in the car and hitting the trunk continuously. "Trick me with a grenade? Fortunately, I reacted quickly and grabbed the grenade!"

Yes, shock weapons can explode in the hand, in which case the wielder will not be affected by the shock. Fatty D fired one shot after another. He had fired five shots in a row, almost penetrating the car. Zhuang Xuteng didn't know how much firepower he still had. He only knew that if he didn't act, he would be bombarded to death here.

"Bang!" Taking advantage of another gunshot, Zhuang Xuteng rushed out, raised his hand and fired at Fatty D. There was no time to aim carefully with this shot, so he could only hastily shoot it through D Fat's right chest. The fat brown man's skin was so thick that he didn't fall down. He could even maneuver his gun and chase Zhuang Xuteng.

Zhuang Xuteng didn't stop at all, he jumped over the railing on the seventh floor and jumped out. Fatty D's shot could only hit the cement wall, and it was too late to hurt Zhuang Xuteng. It was the seventh floor outside. Fatty D didn't believe that his opponent would commit suicide at this moment, and he happened to see two hands hanging on the edge of the cement wall.

While turning it out, Zhuang Xuteng summoned a complete set of vengeful servants, forming a squirming and fuzzy human form. Only the two hands climbing the edge of the wall were normal. He used the servant as an elastic climbing rope and hurriedly entered the six-story platform, then focused on shaping it to imitate his own appearance as closely as possible. Because he knew that Fatty D would definitely shoot again and stick his head out to check the results.

"Bang!" The servant's fingers were smashed, and it fell from the seventh floor. The vengeful servant was quite tough, and fell silently until it hit the ground with a thud and was completely shattered. Zhuang Xuteng held his breath, poked his head out from the sixth floor, stretched out his hand, and aimed upward. The bone spear technique is ready to go, just waiting for that brown head.

Fatty D dragged his injured body forward, bleeding all the way. He must make sure that the enemy was dead. These days, falling from the seventh floor may not necessarily kill someone, and just listening to the sound is not safe. His cunning mind thought of countless possibilities, all based on the fact that Zhuang Xuteng fell to the ground at least seven stories away from him. He never expected that Zhuang Xuteng would target him outside the sixth floor wall.

So he died.

One half of the brown head was separated from the other half as a bone spear flew through the middle - he died completely.

The camel was finally broken by straw.

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