The old man of the Special Forces is Wolverine

Chen Hao slammed his hand on the ground, and his half-kneeling figure quickly twisted to the side and rolled around on the ground.

The bullet brushed past the body, and the whole person tumbled out of the way, and Chen Hao’s figure hiding inside was exposed.

The gangsters were shocked to see that Chen Hao was actually able to dodge the three bullets he fired in a row.

However, the next second, a greedy look appeared on his face, and his eyes locked on Chen Hao’s body like an eagle hook.

Chen Hao rolled out of the shadows, his knees bent against the ground, the hand holding the bone fan was forcefully parted on the ground, and his body flipped forward along the strength of his hand.

The gangsters saw that Chen Hao was actually not afraid of death and attacked him, and his wide-eyed eyes narrowed slightly.

The pistol on the side was rotated twice by the gangster in the palm of his hand, and it was squeezed violently, and when Chen Hao raised his fist and attacked his face door, the dark muzzle of the gun was directly against Chen Hao’s fist.

Click

A crisp sound sounded, and the corners of Chen Hao’s mouth moved a little, and his eyes looked playfully at the other party’s big eyes.

The gangster then pulled the trigger several times in a row, but in the end there was only a crisp sound, and Chen Hao’s hand was also held up in mid-air intact.

Chen Hao saw enough of the ugliness of the person in front of him, roared angrily, and the biceps on his arm swelled, pressing down hard, and smashing a fist into the face of the gangster.

“How can that be!!” The gangster was punched out a few meters away by Chen Hao’s punch, his back slammed hard into the marble, he snorted, and rubbed out along Chen Hao’s strength until his head hit the wall.

“You really didn’t try to be a gangster!” Your gun is configured to shoot only six bullets. Chen Hao walked over to the gangster, laughed, and crouched down in front of the gangster.

Casually picked up the pistol that had fallen to the ground, slid his finger on the side of the gun at will, and the clip was thus pulled open by Chen Hao.

“Don’t move Lao Tzu!” Chen Hao dragged the gangster’s thick red hair with his bare hands, and half lifted the people on the ground, and those dark eyes coldly swept the group of gangsters around him.

He glanced down at the gangsters and kindly helped the other party to straighten the mask on his face.

The three gangsters on the other side of the counter put out the flames on each other’s bodies.

The clown masks on the faces of the three were burned by the flames, and the masks on the faces were made of plastic, some of which fused directly with the flesh on the faces.

How to buckle can not be buckled, this group of gangsters some people look young, but they are a group of outlaws, fiercely directly cut off the flesh on their faces.

Almost half of his face was gone, and the bones inside were exposed, looking scary.

“I fought with you!” The only one of the three who had the ability to move cut off the rotten flesh from his face, roared angrily and propped himself on the glass counter with one hand, and flipped his wrist over with force.

The man’s face looked potholed, his face had not been cleaned, and with such a big movement of the other party, the pieces trembled twice.

The man had just left Chen Hao and stood the most, even though the short body had escaped a disaster.

The gangster’s body was in the air, and his hand groped towards his back, drew his pistol, and shot in the direction of Chen Hao without any hesitation.

The bullets that spun rapidly in the air penetrated the layers of wind and pierced Chen Hao’s face door.

Almost at the same time, Chen Hao’s hand pulling on Brother Hong’s hair tightened violently.

One lifted the other person’s head in front of him to block it.

This red brother’s body fluttered up like a dying fish, and his long hand reached out to Chen Hao’s wrist.

Those rough hands were somehow like ghosts, clenching Chen Hao’s wrists deadly, pressing his head down, and gravity leaning forward.

Chen Hao couldn’t imagine that the other party would actually make such a move, following the strength of Brother Hong, he only had time to use his other hand to touch the floor in front of him, five fingers bent violently, and one flipped forward and rolled on the ground with Brother Hong.

The bullet also passed through the soles of Chen Hao’s feet in their posture.

Now the flesh-and-blood fuzzy gangster opposite them seemed to want to shoot Chen Hao, regardless of everything, and aimed at the red brother next to him.

He was stabbed in the throat by the machete in the hands of the red brother and died.

The man’s eyes widened, because of Brother Hong’s blow, those eyeballs seemed to burst out, and the gun in his hand did not rush to press, and he directly swallowed his breath.

At the same time, the red brother over there turned around and grabbed Chen Hao’s neck, and the whole person pressed against Chen Hao’s body, restricting his hands and feet.

Gasping for breath, his eyes were a little red, and he stared at Chen Hao grimly.

Chen Hao roared angrily, and although the facial features on his face were expressionless, the green tendons on his forehead were violently trembling.

A slap on the backhand directly pulled the person on the body to the side, and then both feet slammed the ground, and the whole person turned over.

Brother Hong was slapped by Chen Hao, rolled over on the ground twice, there was a buzz in his head, his chest shook, and he fell to the ground and spat out a pool of blood.

Nosebleeds kept pouring out from under his nostrils, and his pupils were somewhat dilated, and some of them could not distinguish the direction.

The moment Chen Hao stood up from the ground, he quickly scanned the surroundings, and the gangsters around him were already around him, but those hostages even killed a person because the gangsters shot one after another.

Even though no one was holding a gun now, they all maintained the posture of holding their heads and bowing their heads in the corner.

They have seen the fate of the brave and the gangsters.

At the moment when the gangsters were fanned by Chen Hao, the remaining three gangsters pulled out their pistols in their hands and pointed them at Chen Hao.

However, what Chen Hao did not expect was that the person who was slapped by him was actually relieved so quickly.

Only to see the red brother propped up on the ground with one hand, his body trembling a little, and the clown mask on his face did not know which corner he had been fanned to.

The red brother rudely raised his sleeve to wipe the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, and his red hair was scattered on his face.

Somehow, his red hair was actually stained with a little blood, which was now glued to his cheek.

The other party’s face is as white as a white paper, making the other party look more gloomy.

“Don’t move, if you move, I’ll shoot someone, aren’t you a policeman?” Hahaha, I fucking want to see if you can watch so many people die because of you! Brother Hong’s voice was hoarse and abnormal, and those slender eyes stared dead at Chen Hao!

Chen Hao’s brow frowned slightly, and the fingers placed on his side quickly turned, and the hand holding the bone fan was just in the dead corner of the other party.

Boom!

Brother Red snatched the pistol from the person next to him and shot directly into the leg of one of the hostages. _

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