Support

Chapter 349 - Support

Hearing the order to retreat, those surviving officers, immediately calling out in horror, fled in all directions, while constantly shooting at the horrible murderer, trying to be able to stop him for a while.

The sound of gunfire, shrieks and hisses mixed together and churned in the air as if it would never end.

The murderer seemed unconcerned about the bullets, letting them shoot at his body, and began to kill the police officers, in cold blood, on his own.

Those originally tough police officers, in front of this murderer, like lambs, weak, at the mercy of the slaughter.

One by one, the police officers were torn apart by the murderer, and the building was filled with limbs and broken arms, and blood flowed into a river.

Ding Ling only felt that her heart was beating so hard that it seemed to pop out of her throat, cold sweat had soaked her jacket, the screams of her fellow officers before they died, constantly coming into her ears, stimulating her nerves, desperate emotions that could not be contained emerged from the bottom of her heart, spreading in her body, eroding her will to live.

She gritted her silver teeth, holding the gun, gasping for air, her face without a trace of blood.

This terrifyingly cold murderer was simply too strong and extremely fast, and their chances of even escaping had become very slim.

"Do we really all have to die here?"

Ding Ling looked at the vicious criminals who were rampant, and looked at the fallen fellow officers one by one, and this thought popped up in his mind.

While Ding Ling and the others were struggling to survive, Zhao Rui drove the Santana and arrived at the residential building.

He received Tang Lei's call for help more than ten minutes ago, so he rushed over.

The car is not quite stable, Zhao Rui two thick eyebrows wrinkled.

He clearly felt that in a room on the eleventh floor, there was a faint demonic aura. Floating out.

This demonic aura is extremely faint, and not pure, it seems that it is not issued by pure demonic creatures. ****

Zhao Rui hurriedly extended his perception out, and the battle scene on the eleventh floor. Immediately appeared clearly in his mind.

The blood all over the ground. The police officers who were terrified and powerless. The murderers were killing madly, and the residents were cowering in their homes, shivering, forming a scene like hell.

Zhao Rui knew that he had to take action, otherwise, not only the police will be killed by the murderer. Even the residents of the building will be followed by the disaster.

He turned his head and looked around, there was no one else around, so he drove the car to a place where the cameras could not shoot, and then got out of the car. Take out the meditation mask from the Qiankun Ring and put it on himself.

Toes on the ground a little, Zhao Rui like a big bird, soaring up in the air, following the direction of the demon gas came from, flying towards the source.

At this time, Ding Ling was already in an extremely dangerous situation. The murderer had decapitated five or six policemen in quick succession. With a fishy wind, he lunged towards her.

"It's over. I'm finished!"

After Ding Ling shot all the bullets in her gun, she couldn't help but let out a desperate sigh, closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and waited painfully for death to come.

She only hoped that her death would be more painful and not too much torture.

The sharp claws were about to touch the top of Ding Ling's head.

An orange-red true qi suddenly shot in from outside the building, completely shattering the entire wall, and then heavily blasted the murderer's arm.

"The claws, which could easily shatter even steel, were as fragile as glass in front of this true qi, and instantly burst!

The murderer howled, "whoosh" turned around, saw a mysterious man with a silver mask, somehow, quietly came behind him, hovering in the air!

The murderer stared deadly at Zhao Rui, his throat constantly rolled out a low roar of unknown meaning. ^^^^

Although it has lost its self-awareness, but still able to feel, Zhao Rui body emitted a strong demonic aura.

This makes it instinctively feel the danger and fear!

Zhao Rui slightly tilted his head, coldly staring at this murderer, his gaze cold and stern.

This murderer, to be exact, could no longer be considered human, but a flesh puppet.

His mind, has been taken by demons, his **, controlled by demonic magic.

He is just a walking corpse, no thought, can not feel pain, although not a zombie, but not much worse.

Zhao Rui did not put this flesh puppet in his eyes.

This kind of flesh puppet controlled by demons may be a terrifying existence for ordinary people, but for him, it is too low level, to solve it, it is as easy as a hand.

The flesh puppet stared fiercely at Zhao Rui for a while, then suddenly hissed, holding his broken arm, and slammed it to the back.

"The wall was knocked out like cardboard with a loud bang, and dust and broken bricks spilled out all over the place.

The flesh puppet maintained this posture and leapt backwards desperately.

The flesh puppet, which was rampant, cold-blooded and cruel just now, was actually afraid of Zhao Rui's power and was ready to run away.

"Can you run away?"

Zhao Rui smiled coldly, and without panicking, he flipped his wrist, and five channels of orange-red true qi began to coalesce at his fingertips.

He opened his five fingers, and the five true qi, like five sharp arrows, instantly broke through the air and shot out, emitting a harsh whistling sound, shooting at the flesh puppet from five directions.

Before that flesh puppet had time to react, the five orange-red true qi shot at its body almost simultaneously.

"Boom!"

A huge explosion sounded violently, and the flesh puppet, under the bombardment of this fierce force, let out a mournful hissing sound, like a punctured balloon, instantly burst and exploded into a pile of broken flesh.

The stirring air currents, rolled with the broken flesh, rampaged and splashed everywhere. "Ah! He finished off that monster!"

Ding Ling, who had just escaped from the dead and was still in shock, couldn't help but stare at the proudly standing silver-faced man with wide eyes, almost unable to believe what he was seeing.

One strike!

This sudden appearance of the mysterious silver-faced man, just with a single blow, to kill the murderer!

This ... how is this possible!

You know, that terrifying monster, even bullets are not afraid, just now is to kill them without a fight, almost let them all die!

But this silver-faced man, but only with a single blow, the murderer blasted to pieces, the soul fly away!

What kind of power is that?

How can a human being possess such a powerful force?

What is the identity of this mysterious silver-faced man? Is it a human or a demon?

Ding Ling could not help but hold his breath, baffled to cast his gaze at the silver-faced man.

This silver-faced man showed strong, let her feel fear, let her feel awe, more let her feel unfathomable!

She had no doubt that if this silver-faced man was happy, he would simply wave his hand and wipe her and her colleagues out of this world completely, leaving no trace.

Ding Ling did not know, this silver-faced man, why he wanted to take out that horrible and perverted murderer, and could not tell, this silver-faced man, whether he was an enemy or a friend.

Therefore, she did not dare to move around, for fear that she might inadvertently anger this incredibly powerful person, thus bringing about her own and her colleagues' demise.

The other surviving policemen, all thinking the same as Ding Ling, stood still as if instantly frozen in place.

Zhao Rui turned his head and looked around, sweeping his gaze over the faces of all the people. Everywhere his eyes passed, everyone's heart was beating faster because of nervousness and fear.

Zhao Rui surveyed the crowd and sighed softly in his heart, this battle loss was too great, three or four of his colleagues in the same office as him were killed by that flesh puppet.

In fact, if Zhao Xiong and Ding Ling, a little more cautious, this disaster could have been avoided.

At this time, the ear-piercing sound of sirens converged from far and near, that was other police officers, after receiving a call for help, rushed this way.

Zhao Rui did not want to stay here, so a little toe, like a wisp of light smoke, through the window out, and soon disappeared in the line of sight.

The surviving people stood in a daze for a long time before they were finally sure that the silver-faced man had gone far away and that they had, indeed, escaped from death.

Ding Ling breathed a long sigh of relief, the nerves that had been tense, slowly relaxed.

She held the wall, looking at the scene of the tragic scene, sat down to the ground, feeling like a nightmare.

Everything that happened today is too incredible, simply unseen and unheard of.

If she had not experienced it herself, she would never have believed that in this world, there was such a powerful and eccentric existence.

However, Ding Ling felt that the price she paid for this insight was too heavy, and almost half of her fellow officers involved in the operation were lost, and even the first squadron leader, Zhao Xiong, was killed, and she didn't know how she should explain this to her superiors.