I'm Not a Hero of God, I'm a Driver in Meiman

Click!

The smoke grenade was shot from the grenade launcher, shattered the glass and fell to all parts of the room, and the shit green smoke awakened Mr. and Mrs. Smith, who were disheveled and in a posture.

"Shet!"

The two cursed in unison in tacit understanding, and were about to tell each other to be careful, a series of red lasers shot into the room and began to sweep around.

Then there was a burst of biubiubiu, and the bullets fired wildly.

The dilapidated house that was already dilapidated due to last night's battle became even more dilapidated. Mattresses and stuffing in the bedding were flying all over the sky. John and Jenny fled into the basement one after the other.

Facing the dilemma of being completely unequipped, John couldn't help but look at Jenny.

Jenny looked embarrassed.

It was she who brought her "best friend" to move yesterday and took away all the equipment, and now it's so embarrassing.

"Have you emptied my bookshelves too?" John asked.

"You mean the Colt inside?" Jenny straightened her hair behind her ears and glanced away.

"Then in my closet..."

"The M4?"

"You didn't overturn the toilet tank too, did you?"

"Beretta pico?"

John: "..."

It's all right now, I'm out of luck.

John had a resigned look on his face.

Jenny apologized, gave John a kiss, and started rummaging.She remembered that she also hid a cop in the basement. Although it was small and had only four bullets, it was more powerful than the sand eagle. It was one of her favorite toys.

2 minute later.

"Haney, wait!" John stopped Jenny, "something is wrong."

Jenny noticed it too.

No movement!

The organization sent people to clean up, how could there be such a little movement?

The two of them are the top killers of their respective organizations. They have no problem with their heads, so why should they each dispatch a cleanup team, but they haven't appeared after so long?

It's not that he wants to die, but this situation is too weird!

The two looked at each other, each holding a steel pipe and a screwdriver, and touched them quietly.

Living room, nobody.

The bedroom, nobody.

The study room is empty.

There was a sudden bang outside the window, and John and Jenny looked at each other...well, there is no need to look at each other. The two looked directly out of the window. The scene that passed by seemed a little shocking. I looked out the window.

"That friend of Li Cha's, why is he here?"

This is a common question for both of them.

Outside the house, after Li Cha punched the last killer into two small pancakes, he sensed the sight of John and Jenny, and gestured OK to them.

Suddenly, an uncomfortable feeling of being stared at by something surged in his heart. Li Cha looked at the yard across the street. A guy in the same uniform as the killers he had just killed beside the greenery was using a classic shoulder-fired bazooka. allowed him.

"Thirsty!"

Li Cha cursed secretly, and rushed over at the fastest speed.

call out!

A rocket burst out of the chamber, trailing white smoke, and shot towards Li Cha's direction.

Li Cha looked at the flying rocket, and his dynamic vision was fully exerted. Suddenly, everything in his sight slowed down.

And this moment of effort is enough for him to solve the problem.

The fist turned into a palm and pressed against the side of the rocket. Li Cha wanted to turn this thing around and throw it back, but there was a dent on the shell immediately, and Li Cha cursed secretly that the quality of this thing was too poor.

Obviously the steering force is too strong for the rockets to withstand, so the direction can only be changed slightly.

Of course, my family and the Smith family can't do it, so only the sky is left.

It's not impossible to block it directly. Although you are not afraid of flames and shrapnel damage, it hurts!

Li Cha held up the rocket, and the warhead reached its limit at about twenty degrees.

call out!

The rocket slanted up into the sky, flying higher and higher until it lost momentum, and then the warhead fell downward.

Li Cha's complexion changed.

He overlooked a problem - Ge Fei is not a bullet but a rocket!