The system is the king of the counterattack master

Pushing open the door of the office, Han Xiaodong looked at Bierhoff Jr. who was shot and fell to the ground, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes:
"So you're no better than the Colonel, at least he wasn't lying on the floor in front of me."

He still remembered what Bierhoff Jr. said when they met for the first time, how arrogant the rich young man was at that time, he mocked the colonel and himself with a gun.

Although Han Xiaodong also didn't like the colonel, he obviously didn't think highly of himself in those words, which made him very upset at the time.

Now seeing this once extremely arrogant guy fall in front of him, he is naturally in a good mood. Moreover, after his troubles, the base in Finland has been completely scrapped. I wonder if the European headquarters of the Ark received this news. After that, will she be furious?

The bullet hit Bierhoff Jr.'s shoulder, and he tried hard to reach out to touch the pistol that fell on the ground, but no matter how hard he tried, he was just a little bit short in the end.

The gun fell three or four meters away from him, and it couldn't reach it without moving his whole body.

However, Han Xiaodong used the same bullet as him. This bullet was so powerful that it directly shattered his shoulder blades. It was already very difficult for him not to fall to the ground and scream. As for moving his body, he had to do nothing less than things.

"Okay, don't struggle." Han Xiaodong squatted in front of little Bierhoff, holding his own pistol, and impatiently pulled his outstretched hand aside.

"Now it's time to change the information. If the words are good, I may still consider letting you go." Han Xiaodong put on an appearance of a winner at this moment, looking down at the defeated general on the floor.

"You kill me." Little Bierhoff's lips trembled for a long time, and finally he raised his neck and glared at Han Xiaodong, assuming a posture of resigning himself to death.

"Still being brave at this time, I really don't know how your smart father gave birth to such a fool like you." Han Xiaodong sneered,
He picked up the gun on the ground and pointed it at Bierhoff Jr.'s wound.Immediately, as if he just remembered something, he asked very seriously:
"By the way, do you know what you did wrong to get to where you are today?"

Little Bierhoff still glared at Han Xiaodong, his eyes were full of hostility, and he said viciously, "The only thing I did wrong was not killing you."

Han Xiaodong shook his head helplessly: "It's wrong, it doesn't matter whether you kill me or not, you really shouldn't have blown up that car, it's very troublesome to go through the formalities."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "bang" gunshot in the corridor. The sound was so loud that the echo in the corridor made people's ears hurt.

Han Xiaodong picked his ears with his fingers, and now his ears were not only echoing with the echo of the pistol, but also the screams of little Bierhoff.

After yelling for a while, the screaming gradually stopped, and I don't know whether it was the exhaustion or he had lost his strength.

In short, the world is much cleaner.

"I still have three bullets here, how about we make a bet? If I can't shoot all three bullets into the hole on your shoulder, then I will lose, otherwise, you will lose, how about it?"

Han Xiaodong took out the bullet in his pocket, reloaded it, and put it on Bierhoff Jr.'s shoulder.

The muzzle of the gun on the shoulder has turned into a large blood hole because of another shot. Let alone a gun, if it is a master shooter, even 50 meters away, he can punch through it with a single shot.

"You kill me!" Little Bierhoff roared with all his might.

His eyes were bloodshot, but his face was very pale. Let alone three more shots, even if he fired one more shot, he would faint because he couldn't bear it.

"If I knew it now, why bother? Why send someone to plant a bomb? Are you so happy after blowing me up?" Han Xiaodong looked at him and couldn't help shaking his head.

Although this dude's brain is not very easy to use, his temper is still strong, and he didn't easily beg for mercy at this point.

"You must die, you must all die, all heretics must die! Only in this way can we usher in the advent of the new world!" Little Bierhoff yelled excitedly, his mouth was flying like crazy .

"Heretics? A new world is coming?" Han Xiaodong was attracted by these two words. According to his cognitive ability, where these two words appear frequently, they are probably related to cults.

Could it be that Bierhoff Jr. joined some cult?
This is not impossible. It is not surprising that many cult organizations have highly educated people.Moreover, a high degree of education does not mean that the brain is easy to use. It is quite stupid to link these two things together.

However, Han Xiaodong quickly rejected this idea, and another name appeared in his mind.

"You won't have joined the Creator, have you?" Han Xiaodong said in a cold voice.

"You don't understand, people like you don't understand the greatness of the leader! You ordinary people will be destroyed in the end. Only the truly pious people and those who truly believe in the leader are eligible to survive!"

When mentioning the Creator, Bierhoff Jr.'s eyes naturally revealed a kind of fanaticism.

Han Xiaodong was very familiar with this fanatical look. He had seen this look on two other people before, and those two people were both senior disciples of the Creator.

"So that's the case. No wonder, since you have joined the Creator, don't blame me for being rude." Han Xiaodong said, moved the gun pointing at the wound, and reached out his hand to take out three silver needles from his bosom.

"Wait, he's not from the Creator." K's voice rang in Han Xiaodong's mind.

"Oh? Why do you say that? He admitted it himself, and besides, are the creators all marked on their heads?" Han Xiaodong stopped and asked in puzzlement.

"Judging from the weapons he uses, they still belong to the Ark system. The creators don't use alien drifters. This is the biggest difference between them and Ark." K explained his theory.

This reason sounds a little untenable, but it still made Han Xiaodong temporarily give up his plan to use the ultimate method.

The creator and the Ark are like the relationship between oriental fairy art and alien science fiction. Just like people can't accept aliens stepping on somersault clouds, it is also very difficult for the gods to hold laser guns in their hands. Ridiculous thing.

The creators value their origins very much, or in other words, they have great confidence in their leader, and they disdain to use the alien technology of the ark.

In fact, they also have the capital of this pride. After all, what Dongmenshe learned from another world is really profound and outrageous, so they can really ignore the half-baked technological equipment like Ark.

In essence, these two organizations should be incompatible, but now, they are coming together for the benefit, what an irony.

"I almost deceived you." Han Xiaodong adjusted his mood, moved the three silver needles that were already hanging in the air, and stabbed them firmly on the legs and chest of little Bierhoff.

"It's just you? You're not qualified to join the Creator, are you?" Han Xiaodong didn't regret his contempt, and started the mocking mode.

He almost made a mistake just now. If Bierhoff Jr. is really a member of the Creator, then he has reason to believe that this guy really knows where those missiles are, and the way to deal with him will naturally have to be upgraded.

Fortunately, K reminded him in time, so he didn't use more cruel means to force this guy in front of him.After all, there is always some affection between him and old Bierhoff.

Hearing Han Xiaodong's ridicule, little Bierhoff's face became even more angry, and he yelled desperately: "What qualifications do you have to judge me? You trash!"

Han Xiaodong was completely unmoved, just smiled slightly, patted his face and said, "Whether I am qualified or not, you will know soon."