I was Born in Hell

The hunt began.

Perception is fully diffused.

Gufan's whole body muscles are adjusted to the best.

The violent killing, the icy intellect, and the contradiction are intertwined with each other, as if the extreme cold was burning in his hot eyes.

suddenly.

Gu Fan moved.

His feet stepped on the ground, and the heavy stepping force cracked the ground a little.

Like a sharp arrow shot, even afterimages are generated at high speeds, a distance of 100 meters is imminent, and the door of the apartment has been rushed in 2-3 seconds.

"he came!"

"Grass, this guy really dares to come over?"

Gu Fan's speed was beyond imagination, and the crowd almost did not respond. Only the leader who was on the first floor ordered the first time: "Shot!"

Alas.

Hey, hey, hey.

All kinds of firearms made a deafening noise, and the bullets hit the ground and bounced up against Mars.

The smoke was permeating, the smell of gunpowder was so pungent, many carrion bodies outside the building were attracted, and thousands of carrion bodies heard the sound of gunfire, rushing towards the place in a haggard.

But I can't take care of it at this time!

If it is possible to shoot and kill Gu Fan, even if it attracts a large number of carrion, it will not matter.

Something strange happened.

Gu Fan seemed to have many eyes. In a few seconds, his light steps flashed left and right, and he often avoided those bullets at the most critical time.

what!

how can that be.

No matter how fast a human is, it can never be faster than a bullet!

How exactly Gu Fan avoids these people's shooting is impossible.

Everyone felt incredible.

The head of the first floor guard, Di Qing, felt even more shocked.

Di Qing is a speed-type evolver. He knows that all those who are equipped with guns are all elites, otherwise they would not be qualified at all.

Even though it's hard to say that all are sharpshooters, the marksmanship is quite accurate.

But none of them could shoot Gu Fan, as if he had eyes all over his body, and could spot the trajectory of every bullet.

Perception!

This is the ancient sense.

One's perception is strong enough to be aware of the coming of crisis.

Give a few examples.

A murderer, holding a gun at your forehead, you will feel sore and uncomfortable.

A malicious person who appears with a pair of scissors behind you makes you feel shuddering.

Even the beauties walking on the street can feel the unsightly sight of others, all eyes are sweeping towards their beautiful legs in **** stockings, and the big white rabbit undulating on his chest.

Everyone more or less will feel this way.

Gu Fan's perception has undergone two extreme evolutions, far exceeding the average person's unknown times.

Under a short distance.

Gu Fan can feel the hostile sight of everyone.

Gu Fan could feel that dark muzzle was aiming at himself, and the trigger would be pulled the next moment.

Even if you close your eyes, the sight of those in the dark and the bullets that are going to be fired by the dark muzzle are like a light in the darkness, so clear and dazzling.

Ancient fans do not need to dodge those bullets.

He only needed to avoid the sight-like sight and muzzle of a beacon, and he could achieve the effect of predicting in advance, passing the ballistically dangerously and dangerously every time.

"Well!"

"Everyone shot at the door, I see how he hid!"

Di Qing issued an order immediately before Gu Fan was about to cross the gate.

All the guards here were pointing their muzzles at the gate, and the bullets locked the way that Gu Fan must go like a pouring rain.

However ... something even more incredible happened.

Under the blockade attack of 360 ° without dead angle, Gu Fan chose to give up dodging and rushed straight into the door.

court death! !!

The torrential rain bullets will definitely hit him into a sieve in the next second.

Di Qing sneered, but the next rigid smile stiffened on his face.

Come through.

Gu Fan walked through the door of the apartment and reached the first floor.

Ding Ding Ding Ding.

Each bullet hit Gu Fan's body, but it made a clear sound of crickets, as if hitting metal.

Extremely cold scale armor.

The ancient cold scaled armor covering the body played a role.

Extremely cold scale armor, like countless dense snake scales, covers every corner of Gu Fan's body.

They are like the toughest close-fitting scale armor, and the bullets hit on it are immediately offset by the whole body of ice scales, preventing the attacks of these bullets.

Hundreds of flat bullets fell to the ground.

The extremely cold scale armor on Gu Fan has finally reached the level of endangerment.

The surface of his skin looked like it had cracked countless fine cracks, like the crisscross of canine teeth, which was exactly the trace of the cracked ice scales.

enough.

The extremely cold scale armor can resist the baptism of hundreds of bullets and has completed its task.

Gu Fan rushed into the building like a tiger into a flock, which also meant that their lives would be harvested by his bloodthirsty butcher.

An ice thin blade like a cicada wing appeared in the gap between the fingertips of Gu Fan.

It is so beautiful that it is invisible to the naked eye, but it is covered with a layer of fine snowflakes like cicada wings.

puff! !!

Snowflake stained with blood.

The nearly transparent ice blade was infected with blood, and the fine snowflakes on it were stained red.

An evolutionist's throat was cut open, and the naked eye could no longer lock the ancient movement at a close distance.

With a flash of light, the meridians have been perfectly cut, just like the most accurate CNC machine, and the wound is smooth and flat like a mirror.

Flick your fingers.

The ice-knife stained with blood flowers passed by.

A thin incision was made in the center of the eyebrow of the other evolutionary's head.

Immediately after Bai Huahua's brain plasma and thick blood flowed out, it was obvious that a thin ice-cutter stabbed his brain.

Huh!

Gu Fan flicked his wrist.

An ice needle formed by extremely cold energy was shot out.

The ice needle is like a bee thorn formed by cold jade, and it is also the sharpest hidden weapon, slender and sharp to the naked eye.

Bingzhen saw the blood seal his throat, and by the force of his wrist flicking, a needle pierced his throat and killed him until he died. He didn't know what happened.

Gu Fan lifted his palm.

In the air, ice thorns have formed.

The ice thorns were cold through the bone, showing an irregular conical shape that continued for a length of more than ten centimeters, and they all shot out like sharp arrows as the palm was pushed forward.

Puff puff! !!

The ice spike penetrated through the force extremely, stabbing the chest and piercing the heart on the spot.

Several evolvers were pierced by ice spikes and nailed to the wall behind them, constantly struggling, but they couldn't hold on for a long time and would die.

art.

Every action of Gu Fan ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Every killing action by Gu Fan is like art.

This is the art of killing.

This is the aesthetics of violence.

The weapons in Gu Fan's hands are ice blades as thin as cicadas, ice needles as thin as bees, or giant ice cones with strong strength.

He had reaped the lives of his enemies before raising his hands.

As if everyone was a puppet, and Gu Fan was a death-death holding scissors.

Click.

Cut lightly.

The line carrying the puppet was broken, and the puppet could no longer move.

These evolvers also turned into a cold body like a puppet with a broken line, which proved the art of Gu Fan's killing.