Doomsday Rise

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"Don't be nervous. If I want to kill you, you are already surrounded by a heavy siege, not me alone." Fat Tiger looked at Liu Wei'an's vigilant eyes and smiled.

"What is your purpose?" Liu Wei'an breathed a sigh of relief. He indeed found no ambush around him.

"Cooperate!" Fat Tiger said surprisingly.

"Who are you?" Liu Wei'an raised his eyebrows. The word cooperation is not something that can be said casually.

Fat Tiger didn't speak, and his fingers changed slightly. First he made a nine gesture, then it became a four, and finally the five fingers closed together and turned into a clenched fist.

Liu Wei'an looked at him confused.

"Ji Shihui." The doubts in Fat Hu's eyes disappeared.

"Are you sure you want to cooperate with me? If I remember correctly, you have been sending people to hunt me down." Liu Wei'an's body was shocked. He never expected that he would meet someone from the Jishi Society here, and this He is still the famous Fat Tiger. If he hadn't said it himself, no one would believe it.

Jishihui is hidden too deeply.

"There are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests." Fat Tiger smiled faintly, "Whatever the situation is now, we have long since let go of the misunderstanding."

"Tell me about your request?" Liu Wei'an laughed, but he didn't believe it in his heart. He had done great harm to the Jishi Society. Although he didn't know what Fat Tiger's status was in the Jishi Society, he didn't expect it to be much higher. , whether his identity could not be revealed so casually, or whether it was a misunderstanding, he probably couldn't decide.

"You are in the open and help us attract the police's attention." Fat Tiger said.

"What about my benefits?" Liu Wei'an was noncommittal.

"I know you want to leave, and I have a way to send you away." Fat Tiger promised.

"It's too dangerous." Liu Wei'an shook his head.

"What do you want?" Fat Tiger was not discouraged.

"First of all, I want weapons and equipment. Without strong fire support, I will die in a short time if I appear in the open." Liu Wei'an said without any room for negotiation: "Secondly, food. I want a lot of food."

"Weapons are no problem, as long as you can take them, you can take them as much as you want." Fat Tiger said, "As for food, how much is a large amount?"

"One truck, full." Liu Wei'an said.

"Here you the truck, can you drive it?" Fat Hu asked.

"That's my problem." Liu Wei'an said calmly.

"Okay, that's it. I'll give you a piece of news for free. In about five minutes, the police will come here. If you want to survive, you'd better find some place like a basement to move around, because I got the news that the police will probably Ask the army for help, and a helicopter will arrive when the time comes." Fat Tiger said.

Liu Wei'an's expression sank. This was extremely bad news for him. The helicopter had great firepower and high maneuverability. Once it was stuck, the consequences would be endless.

"Our agreement is just a verbal agreement, and the time is three days. If you don't make any move within three days, then the agreement will be cancelled." Fat Hu's words were more like an ultimatum, and after speaking, he turned and left.

Murderous intent broke out in an instant. Fat Tiger's fat figure moved three meters sideways like a ghost and appeared in front of Liu Wei'an. His hands moved forward and back, blocking all the directions Liu Wei'an could dodge. However, Something happened that shocked him.

Liu Wei'an disappeared.

The ground cracked, and thick spikes rose into the sky, instantly covering a five-meter radius. Fat Tiger exerted his Qing Gong to the extreme. His whole body was like a broken leaf, moving through the cracks in the ground at a speed that was difficult to discern with the naked eye.

Ground thorn ring. After Liu Wei'an got it, he didn't have many opportunities to use it, because he rarely had the opportunity to fight with people in close combat, and the ring took too long to cool down after being used once, so it could only be used to save his life, not as a weapon. Impression , this is the second time it has been used.

The ground thorns came up too fast and covered in too big a direction. Even though Fat Tiger was extremely skilled in dexterity, he couldn't avoid the sharp thorns. He was about to be pierced through his body, so he took a picture, light and airy.

The spikes suddenly stopped rising and then quickly disintegrated.

It turned into gray powder, and in the blink of an eye, a blank space appeared among the dense spikes, which was very abrupt. Fat Tiger seized the opportunity and flashed through the gap in the bushes.

boom!

Gunshot!

Fat Tiger's body twisted strangely, and the bullet passed by him, scratching his clothes but not hurting his skin.

Peng!

The flames were raging, covering the entire abandoned warehouse in an instant, and the terrifying high temperature filled every inch of space. Fat Tiger suddenly stopped, and a wire rope shot on the wall in the opposite direction. With a violent pull, his body came out of the range of the flames with a whoosh. Astonishingly fast.

boom!

The gunfire started again.

Just when he was about to touch the wall, Fat Tiger stopped abruptly, his body sank, his feet hit the ground, and his strength exploded. The ground made a dull sound of energy explosion, and a huge pit appeared, surrounded by Spider web-like cracks extend infinitely. And Fat Tiger shot into the air with this recoil force.

A yellow shadow flashed.

Before Fat Tiger's palm landed on the ceiling, a piece of talisman paper appeared, and the mysterious lines disappeared in a flash, disappearing on the ceiling.

"Still Water Magic!" Fat Tiger drank softly.

puff!

The talisman paper smoked, and there was no wind. It burned the city to ashes in an instant. Fat Tiger hit the ceiling, and the imaginary scene of breaking through the wall did not appear. Instead, a sharp pain came from the top of his head.

boom!

A hole was knocked out of the ceiling made of poured concrete, and his head rushed out, but his body was still underneath.

"Wait a minute -" Fat Tiger's hair stood on end and he screamed.

boom!

The bullet passed through his heart, passed out of his back with a stream of blood, and shot into the opposite wall before disappearing.

Liu Wei'an floated down from the corner of the ceiling, and all the blazing flames were dispersed by the power of the ice talisman. He reached out and pulled Fat Tiger down from the ceiling.

With a bang, Fat Tiger fell into the flames, with more air coming out and less air coming in, and his face was like gold paper.

"What kind of talisman was that just now?" Fat Tiger stared at Liu Wei'an with his big eyes.

"Gold and stone talisman!" Liu Wei'an said calmly, unceremoniously falling in love with touching corpses.

"I see, I am a member of the Jishi Society. If you kill me, you won't survive." Fat Tiger's voice became weaker and weaker. In one sentence, he spurted several mouthfuls of blood.

"I killed people from Jishihui a long time ago. I don't care if there is one more of you." Liu Wei'an's tone was very bad, because he didn't touch anything. Fat Hu was cautious in doing things. He didn't bring anything with him, and all his weapons were gone. No, he is poorer than a beggar. When a beggar goes out, he still has an energy tube on his body. His clothes are only a little complete, but now they are not complete because they are on fire.

"You -" Fat Tiger stretched his legs, straightened his waist, and breathed his last. His eyes were wide open and he refused to close his eyes.

"I'm so poor, all I have left is a pipe." In line with the principle that thieves never leave empty-handed, Liu Wei'an took away the pipe. When he walked to the exit, his eyes popped open, and he fell back with a whooshing sound, lightning. He grabbed Fat Tiger's body and put a gold and stone charm on it, blocking it in front of him.

Da da da……

The golden bullets were fired into the abandoned warehouse. It felt like cutting through tofu with a sharp blade. Effortlessly, egg-sized pits appeared on the walls, on the ground, and in all visible places. Steam was rising and the air was filled. There was a mixed smell of smoke, musty and dust, and a strong light shone from the bullet hole. Liu Wei'an closed his eyes tightly, not daring to look at it. Such intense gaze would make his eyes blind in an instant.

Custom shot on the corpse, the impact force is transmitted through the corpse to the hand, which is more uncomfortable than a heavy blow with a hammer. This is not an ordinary bullet, this is a bullet from the Vulcan Cannon. The Vulcan Cannon is also called Metal Storm. Every time It can spray more than two thousand rounds of bullets in a minute. Looking from a distance, a straight line is golden. It can shoot down a tree with a diameter of forty centimeters in one second*. If it shoots at people, it can kill them in an instant. The person was cut in half, it was horrifying.

The bullet passed through the thirty-centimeter-thick wall, then shot through the body that was affixed with gold and stone charms, and then shot on his body. After several reductions in strength, it was already very weak. There were still many copper and iron bones that could resist it. Half of the bullet came in, and his face turned pale from the pain.

Bullets came from all directions, firing indiscriminately. There was nothing he could use to take cover. The abandoned warehouse was empty except for dust and rat droppings.

call out--

Liu Wei'an's expression changed drastically. This was the sound of rockets. To stay is to wait for death. You must leave. Taking a deep breath, the dust and musty smell flowed down his nose and into his stomach, almost making him cough. He kicked his feet violently on the ground, and his body shot out like an arrow.

Poof, poof!

Two bloody bullets pierced through his thigh and abdomen. Liu Wei'an gritted his teeth and appeared behind a heavy pillar. He slid to the top like a gecko and a spell was attached to the ceiling.

The corpse-dissolving spell!

Coincidentally, the power of the corpse-removing curse had just exploded. A bullet that bounced off from nowhere hit the ceiling. A hole about thirty centimeters in diameter was immediately exposed on the ceiling. There was no time to hesitate. Liu Wei'an shot through the hole. Out, almost immediately, rockets hit the abandoned warehouse.

Boom——

Not one rocket, but four. The four exploded at the same time. The shock wave swept in all directions. Fires came out from the sky and from every hole. Two of the heavy walls riddled with holes shot by the Vulcan cannon fell down. The building tilted and bricks and cement flew everywhere.

In this explosion, Liu Wei'an was thrown away like a scarecrow and rolled more than ten times in mid-air. The place where he landed was just within the collapse range. He was so frightened that he grabbed a steel bar with all his strength. He quickly climbed to another test. These few movements were so painful that he was sweating. There were only a few parts of his body that were intact. He didn't know how many bones were broken around him. Every time he moved, It's all heartbreaking pain.

Dozens of tear gas bombs fell, followed by more than a dozen smoke bombs. The mist was confusing, with a spicy smell that made the eyes uncomfortable. Liu Wei'an breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. If it was just tear gas bombs, it would be troublesome. , coupled with smoke bombs, gave him a chance to escape.

It cannot be said that what the police did was wrong. It can only be said that the police did not expect that there is such a power as spiritual consciousness in the world.

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