The campus belle’s girlfriend betrays her and activates the ghost system

"Oh! No! Buy god! How is this possible?"

"Is that human being?"

"How can a person be so fast? Such agility? Such a sensitive reaction?"

"It's such a short distance, and it's a sniper rifle. How fast is it? Can you imagine?"

What he originally thought was a 100% sure-kill blow was actually dodged by someone in the blink of an eye, and the opponent even fought back at him, beating him into a sieve.

Sandre's world seemed to be torn apart, and his consciousness fell helplessly into the dark abyss like a fallen leaf swept by the strong wind.

His eyes widened, and the incredible figure reflected in his pupils, the person who looked like a ghost to him.

His finger was still tight on the trigger, but he no longer had any strength to pull it.

Sandre's body fell to the ground stiffly, every nerve twitching painfully.

The scenes echoed in his mind: he aimed, he shot, he waited for the joy of victory... However, what was waiting was endless consternation and despair.

He didn't want to believe it until his death. All of this was actually true?

How could he lose so miserably to a seemingly ordinary person?

He couldn't even believe that a person's speed, skill and reaction could reach such a jaw-dropping level.

In the dark night, Wu Bing transformed into a night dancer, dancing gracefully amidst the siege of the killer.

His movements are quick and precise, and every shot is carried with thunderous momentum.

The long sword in his left hand shone with cold light in the moonlight, drawing deadly tracks.

The gun in his right hand kept spitting out tongues of fire, blooming into flowers of blood in the darkness.

The killers are not to be outdone. They have a variety of weapons in their hands, ranging from cold weapons to hot weapons.

However, in front of Wu Bing, these seemed to pale in comparison.

The battle entered a fierce stage, and the killers began to take more crazy offensives.

The dense bullets drew silver arcs in the air, but Wu Bing seemed to have the ability to predict the future and could always avoid these fatal blows at the last moment.

Lang Zhan and his Wolf Warrior team were also caught in a fierce battle.

They encountered a group of well-trained and ruthless killers, each of whom was full of deadly threats.

Lang Zhan holds a machine gun, like a moving fortress, and his eyes penetrate the darkness like an eagle, locking on every enemy.

The roar of machine guns echoed in the night sky, and every shot took away a life.

The members of the Wolf Warriors team were not far behind. They cooperated tacitly and acted quickly.

Grenades were thrown wildly, bullets rained wildly, and people were constantly injured, but they were not in their hands. As long as they didn't die, they would be fine. What did they have to worry about when the miracle doctor was here?

Long Mitian, the founder of Misty Island Huangquan, was stunned by the ruthlessness of the Wolf Warriors!

Watch as the members of the Wolf Warriors team are like crazy tigers, charging towards their opponents without fear.

The movements of these people are extremely fast, and every shot carries a decisive power.

The surprise in his heart surged like a tide. Aren’t these people flesh and blood? How could they face death so fearlessly?

The killers of Piaomiao Island were once a force that he was proud of.

However, at this moment, in front of the momentum of this group of Wolf Warriors team members, they seemed to turn into gravel under the strong wind, scattering as soon as it blew.

Long Mitian's eyes turned to Wu Bing, that seemingly ordinary man.

A trace of deep fear flashed in his eyes!

Is all this because of this person?

Half an hour later, the battle came to an end. Under the dim moonlight and scenery, the bodies and wounded of the island's killers could be seen on the fallen places. All kinds of wailing and screaming gave the island an aura of terror.

Wu Bing led a pack of wolves and had already reached the base command center. Long Mitian and a dozen or so senior officials all made dumplings.

Both sides used bunkers to prepare for the final battle!

Long Mitian's face was full of unwillingness and anger.

His gaze was like a knife, piercing towards Lang Zhan and others opposite.

"War Wolf!" He roared loudly, his voice echoing in the night sky, carrying endless hatred and confusion.

"I have no grudges or anything to do with you. Why did you lead people to attack my headquarters?"

"why?"

Lang Zhan spoke calmly, his voice full of ridicule and indifference.

"Because you, Piao Miao Island, are the shame of China and the public enemy of the world!"

"You live by assassination and take pleasure in the blood of innocent people. Such an existence is not worthy of continuing to live in this world."

"Also, the biggest mistake you made was that you shouldn't have sent a killer to kill my brother!"

"What the hell, you've bullied my brothers, and you still say you have no grudges or anything to do with me?"

"Don't you hit your head before you fucking speak?"

Long Mitian's heart trembled. Who the hell was this that took over the task of assassinating their people?

He caused this catastrophe to his headquarters. I will skin him when he comes back!

His eyes were cold, and an indescribable anger surged in his heart.

"Who is it?" he asked in a low voice, his voice full of danger.

"It doesn't matter who it is." Lang Zhan responded coldly, "What matters is that your Piaomiao Island will cease to exist from now on!"

As his words fell, the two sides once again fell into a fierce exchange of fire.

Bullets drew dense trajectories in the air, and explosions occurred one after another.

Ryumitian and his men tried their best to resist, but faced with the powerful firepower of Lang Zhan and the Wolf Warriors team, they gradually fell into trouble.

"Stop fighting, we surrender!"

After sacrificing several lives, all the people on his side were injured, including his own arm, which made him unable to fight against the opponent any longer.

Long Mitian finally roared, the most humiliating voice in his life.

"stop!"

Lang Zhan asked the team members to stop firing, and Wu Bing took the opportunity to quickly treat the injured team members to ensure that their combat effectiveness would not be damaged.

A group of wolves came out from their respective corners and surrounded these people who had thrown away their weapons and were helpless.

Ryumitian walked out from behind a bunker in humiliation. The poisonous rose and the hook-nosed white man were all covered in colors, and they followed Ryumitian with a look of embarrassment.

Wu Bing walked up to a few people and gave them a cold look with a very disdainful tone.

"You took over the assassination mission against me and sent a killer to stab me?"

"What? Is it because of you?" The few remaining senior officials all stared wide-eyed.

A feeling of extreme anger and regret filled their hearts.

Who took on such a mission from the God of Plague and led this group of devils to Piaomiao Island?

The fact that they were able to find this place meant that the killer was caught by them and revealed the location of their headquarters.

Long Mitian looked at Wu Bing with a complicated expression. He turned to Lang Zhan and said:

"You can't kill me. I have another identity. My identity is protected by the Chinese government!"

"What's your identity?" Lang Zhan was very curious.

"The Chinese Council of Elders specially invited an imperial doctor!" Long Jiantian said a little proudly.

"What? Are you the mysterious doctor?" Lang Zhan couldn't help but exclaimed.