How did you, a prisoner on death row, become an important weapon of the country? Yecheng Gao Weiming

"Coming...brother?"

The seven people were greeted by Ye Cheng's grim smile.

Without waiting for their response, Ye Cheng raised the gun in his hand and pulled the trigger continuously.

Kang Kang Kang......

The fierce fighting power was finally fully exerted at this moment.

Three shots blew up the heads of three brothers, and red and white gunpowder sprayed all over the faces of the people behind him.

This magnificent scene allowed Ye Cheng to fully vent his recent frustration.

"Ye Cheng!"

Everyone exclaimed, obviously they were well-trained.

Without even bothering to wipe his face, he raised the assault rifle in his hand and was ready to fire.

Ye Cheng naturally would not give them the chance to resist. He used an unlucky buddy as a meat shield and hid behind him.

He extended the pistol from under his armpit again and fired the remaining four bullets.

These guys were only carrying assault rifles, but they were not wearing bulletproof vests, bulletproof helmets or other equipment.

After the bullets hit them, screams were heard from the crowd, and the sound of rifles rattling rang out in chaos.

At the narrow entrance of the guest room, bullets were flying everywhere, causing chaos in the room.

The heavy door was filled with countless transparent holes, the expensive leather sofa was riddled with holes, and the 100-inch TV was even scrapped.

After a few seconds.

Click!

Ye Cheng broke the neck of his last brother with his bare hands and stood alone in a pool of blood.

He looked at the seven or eight bodies on the ground, and found that there was one person still breathing. He smiled and squatted down.

"Brother, come on! Tell me again, am I easy to kill?"

"you……"

He was a white man in his thirties with blood in his mouth. As he looked at Ye Cheng's smiling face, his eyes quickly lost their luster.

Feng Shui turns.

He had just stepped his leather boots into Ye Cheng's pool of blood, and now it was Ye Cheng's turn to squat in front of him and examine his results.

"But...what exactly is going on?"

Ye Cheng stood up, wiped the blood off his hands, and looked at the scene in front of him irritably.

What happened is happening all over again.

Am I still dreaming, or am I reborn?

I don't have time to think about it.

A shrill alarm sounded in the corridor.

Apparently, the hotel activated effective security measures after the two shooting incidents.

Someone shouted loudly on the communicator in the corridor.

"Dear gentlemen and ladies, due to a sudden shooting incident in the guest room on the 20th floor, for your safety, please leave the hotel immediately and go to the central square for temporary shelter."

"Please rest assured that the Venetian Resort Hotel will do its utmost to protect the lives and safety of all passengers..."

"Dear Sirs and Madams..."

The announcement was made three times in a row, and the corridor was in chaos.

A large number of guests rushed out of their rooms and ran downstairs desperately.

Ye Cheng glanced through the door full of holes and just wanted to grab his phone and call Lao Fu immediately, or contact the backup person he had arranged.

Since Area 51 or the Eagle Sauce has blatantly breached the contract, he can naturally take action and kill a lot of people.

Unfortunately, the phone was completely broken when it hit Scarlett.

As for the twisted corpses on the ground, nothing else could be found.

Can't wait any longer.

Now that things have changed, we have no choice but to leave this hotel first.

Ye Cheng picked up an assault rifle, held it in his arms, and even took a grenade from his younger brother's waist.

He opened the door, blended into the crowd and quickly went downstairs.

Unfortunately, the elevator has been out of service since the shooting.

Everyone had no choice but to take the escape stairs. Fortunately, people who came to Las Vegas for tourism were from everywhere, and Ye Cheng, with his oriental face, was inconspicuous in the crowd.

Moreover, as more and more people went downstairs, no one could recognize him as the culprit of the tragedy on the 20th floor.

Five minutes later, Ye Cheng followed the crowd all the way to the lobby of the Venetian hotel. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief and was about to leave here completely.

No matter what, let's leave first.

It would be best to leave downtown Las Vegas immediately and then sort out the reasons for all this.

pity……

If nothing else, the accident happened.

"Hey, sir, please stay!"

Several fat black security guards rushed out from the corner of the hall. Their expressions changed when they saw Ye Cheng from afar.

Surveillance video showed that this person was the survivor of the shooting on the 20th floor.

Do not!

Maybe he is the murderer.

No matter what, we can't let it leave.

When Ye Cheng heard the noise coming from behind him, he cursed in his heart and continued to move forward.

"Stop! Sir!"

"If you don't stop, we have the right to use weapons against you!"

Seeing that Ye Cheng turned a deaf ear, several black security guards became furious.

clack clack...

That was the sound of a pistol being cocked.

Ye Cheng didn't need to turn his head to know that the guns of the people behind him were pointed at him.

There was another angry shout in my ears.

"Gentlemen, disperse! He is the murderer of the shooting. He has a deadly weapon. Everyone, disperse immediately!"

Wow!

The crowd crowded in the hotel lobby became more and more panicked and quickly fled from Ye Cheng.

In less than three seconds, such a large area was cleared.

Ye Cheng stood alone in the middle of the hall, looking helpless.

Damn, I'm a free eagle, with gunfights every day!

Unexpectedly, I became the one whose magazine was emptied?

Ye Cheng turned his back to the security personnel and slowly raised his hands to show that he had no intention of hurting innocent people.

Several people breathed a sigh of relief, looked at each other, and slowly approached Ye Cheng with their pistols in hand.

At the same time speaking.

"Sir! No matter what happens, please don't be impulsive!"

"Las Vegas is a city that values ​​the rule of law. All conflicts can be properly resolved here."

"The nearby police officers and Ferbele are on their way. Please wait patiently. In five minutes, you will have the right to appeal to them..."

Appeal?

Ye Cheng smiled bitterly.

I'm gonna kick your grandma.

If I were caught by Foberle on my first day in Las Vegas, it would be a huge joke.

He didn't even have to think about whether Joseph, the big boss of the United States, would be so excited that he would have a cerebral hemorrhage and die on the spot when he learned that he had been arrested.

"Sorry!"

Ye Cheng shook his head slowly and turned around.

Several people looked nervous as if they were facing a great enemy.

"Sir! Crouch! Crouch immediately. There is an assault rifle in your arms. I saw it! Take it out immediately, squat down and hold your head..."

In response to them, Ye Cheng threw a grenade.

Ding-ding-ding-ding.

The grenade hit the marble tiles, making a clanging sound.

The air seemed to freeze at this moment.

After seeing the grenade, everyone was so nervous that they couldn't breathe.

"Lie down..."

Upon seeing this, the security guards hurriedly scattered and lay down with their heads in their hands.

But after waiting for a few seconds, there was no sound.

When I looked back again, I realized that I had been fooled by that damn Dragon Country man.

The grenade was not even pulled out of the ring and was thrown to the ground like a stone.

"Fuck! Stop right there..."

Everyone got up in a hurry and tried to look for each other but they couldn't find each other anymore.

Ye Cheng took advantage of the chaos to dive into the crowd again and successfully left the Venetian Hotel.

When he breathed in the scorching air and saw the dazzling sunlight, Ye Cheng still couldn't believe what had just happened.

Am I embarking on the road of revenge so hastily?

I don’t know where I threw the baseball cap I brought from Longguo.

Ye Cheng had no choice but to hold the rifle in his arms and walk out of the hotel.

The shrill sirens were sounding all around, and a large number of police officers and Furber should be arriving soon.

It seems that things are becoming more and more troublesome!

How to find Qin Wenjing and how to solve the current dilemma?

Just as Ye Cheng was thinking about the follow-up and quickly walked out of the door of the Venetian Hotel...

and many more!

wrong!

In an instant, Ye Cheng's hair stood up again.

He looked up suddenly and saw a flash of cold light at a window of a hotel a few hundred meters across the street.

Ye Cheng's head felt numb.

Oops, this was...

Sniper!

Bang!

A Barrett sniper rifle model M82A1, also known as the "Equality for All" gun, fires large-caliber armor-piercing bullets that hit the target accurately.

After a cloud of blood mist.

Ye Cheng died again!