Extraterrestrial parasite

"boom!"

"Robbery, everyone, get down!"

Five people wearing clown masks rushed into the bank lobby with their bags, picked up a gun and fired a shot at the ceiling. They were stunned.

Hey, the people in the bank fell down too fast, right?

The five robbers were a little surprised by the situation inside the bank. Before they could react, there was a burst of gunshots. The five people in front and behind were shot in the center of their eyebrows and fell backwards.

"Hey, I've been waiting for you for a long time, and it's finally here."

Chen Yang walked over and picked up a bag, threw it on the counter and shouted: "Friend, put some money in it, hurry up."

The young man at the counter saw with his own eyes that Chen Yang shot his "companion" who rushed in with a few shots. His face turned purple with fear. Hearing this, he quickly picked up his pocket, opened the safe and put money inside.

There is generally not too much money in the small safe inside the counter, but Chen Yang is not really here to rob, a little money for show is enough.

The next trouble is...

The police finally came.

Sirens roared from far and near, and a dozen police cars blocked the outside of the bank. More than fifty police officers got out of the cars, and they surrounded the bank gate.

"It's not too late..."

Chen Yang casually glanced at the police car outside the door, but he didn't feel much nervous in his heart.

When a person has died more than thirty times and been on the verge of death dozens of times, his mentality will definitely be very different from before. Even when faced with the police siege, Chen Yang still looked calm.

"boom!"

It seemed that because of the arrival of the police, in a glass office room on the other side of the corridor, a bank manager took out a Remington M870 from under the table, blasted the glass with one breath, rushed to the counter, and held up the The gun was pointed at Chen Yang's head.

"Hey, boy, you should never come here to rob, now put down your gun and get out!"

After speaking in one breath, the manager, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, raised his gun as a threat.

"Snapped!"

Chen Yang put down his gun and said impatiently: "Where's all this nonsense?"

The manager holding the gun, with wide eyes, seemed not to believe that under such circumstances, the gangster actually dared to raise the gun and shoot.

However, no matter how much I didn't believe it, it was too late. His consciousness was gradually blurring, and his energy was quickly dissipating. He wanted to pull the trigger, but he couldn't even feel the touch of his fingers. The manager slumped to the ground unwillingly.

Both villains and upright people die because they talk too much. This truth is consistent and exists in both movies and reality.

"ah……"

The death of the manager caused a series of panic. Everyone wanted to hide their heads in the cracks of the floor to avoid this terrible robber.

"Pretend, it's ready..."

After seeing the manager of his branch being shot dead by a robber, the salesman who put the money in his pocket became even faster. He put the hundreds of thousands in the safe into his pocket in a few strokes. , tremblingly handed the bag to Chen Yang.

Holding the bag and feeling the weight of hundreds of thousands of dollars inside, Chen Yang frowned.

Hundreds of thousands of dollars is not heavy to him, but carrying it in a bag will inevitably have a great impact on his speed and fighting.

But the mission given by McAvoy is to steal the bank's money through underhanded tactics and successfully escape the pursuit of the police. Therefore, this money must be very important and must not be discarded.

"Crack!"

Just as Chen Yang was thinking deeply, he suddenly looked up and the glass window outside the hall suddenly shattered. Ten SWAT members wearing body armor and carrying tactical rifles fell from the sky and fell into the hall.

Was there any mistake?

Will members of the swat team arrive so soon?

The so-called swat is the abbreviation of "Special Weapons and Tactics Team" in English. It is specially used to deal with recalcitrant criminals in the United States and is generally not easily deployed.

What's more, even if a swat was to be dispatched, there would never be such a fast reaction speed. Is it enough for the team members to put on their equipment and set off to the scene in just a few minutes?

Obviously, the right hand deliberately increased the difficulty of actual combat several times.

"Pah, pah, pah..."

But in the next moment, Chen Yang understood that this was not just an increase in difficulty several times, but an improvement of more than ten times. These swat members who broke in through the window did not say anything as soon as they came in, and did not care about lying on the ground. The hostage was shot directly at Chen Yang.

The firepower of ten tactical rifles was powerful enough to suppress the pistol fire of hundreds of people. For a moment, glass fragments flew everywhere in the hall, documents and papers were torn to pieces by the impact of bullets, and even the hard wooden table was penetrated by bullets.

Such high and violent shooting caused many bullets to rebound, immediately causing casualties to six or seven people lying on the ground.

"stop!"

The leader of the team that broke in through the window raised his hand and stopped the firing.

They had to stop firing because Chen Yang on the opposite side disappeared.

Not because he became a corpse, but because his whole person disappeared in a series of shootings.

"Are you looking for me?"

"Snapped!"

The ten gunshots seemed to be connected together because of the speed. Chen Yang did not give the ten team members any extra time to react. He stretched out his hands and arms and pulled the trigger continuously. The ten team members were hit in the back of the head in response, and his whole body was shocked. He fell to the ground and died.

The death of ten team members seemed to have sent a signal. The police outside the door rushed in swarm, holding pistols and shooting directly inside without giving Chen Yang any time to breathe.

Now, who are the terrorists?

Dozens of policemen fired randomly, and more than a dozen hostages were accidentally killed in an instant. Even Chen Yang had to dodge to avoid being hit by bullets with no eyes.

The police who rushed in not only did not care about the safety of the hostages, they even did not care about their own safety. They rushed into the hall like crazy dogs with guns, shooting at everyone they saw, and did not deliberately hide the bullets fired by Chen Yang. .

"Snapped!"

As soon as the two policemen approached the corner of the building on Chen Yang's side, Chen Yang flashed to the middle position in the blink of an eye. He held the handle of the gun in both hands and slammed the two policemen on their temples. They were immediately bloody and their skulls were broken. There was a loud sound. He fell down without a sound and died on the spot!

Since the right hand did not design actual combat tasks according to common sense, but deliberately increased the difficulty of the tasks, Chen Yang no longer had any worries and could fully use the gun fighting skills he had just learned.

After killing two policemen at once, Chen Yang turned around, stepped seven or eight meters, and approached another policeman in an instant. He swung his gun and put it directly between the policeman's eyebrows, and pulled the trigger.

"puff……"

The bullet penetrated the skull, flew out from the back of the head, stirred up a spiral airflow, and hit the policeman behind him between the eyebrows.

After killing two policemen with one shot, Chen Yang did not look back, but turned around and swept forward with his kick. Like a fierce whip, he hit the other policeman behind who was about to shoot on the cheek.

"Click..."

The sound of broken facial bones was extremely loud, and the policeman was kicked out. While he was still in the air, his eyeballs spurted out with blood, and he died immediately.

When the body fell down, it happened to knock over two policemen who rushed over.

"boom……"

Chen Yang tilted his head, and the missed bullet flew past Chen Yang's cheek, knocking a policeman on the opposite side to the ground.

Chen Yang's hands, feet, and even his whole body were combined with the guns in his hands and turned into weapons. In just three or four seconds, he killed six American police officers in succession.

But this was not enough, far from enough, because there were still dozens of policemen with expressionless faces, charging here while raising their guns and shooting at Chen Yang.

The sound of "crackling" continued, and Chen Yang suddenly jumped up, driving a gust of wind, like a solid black iron cannonball fired from the barrel, spanning a distance of more than ten meters out of thin air, and instantly turned his arms more than dozens of times.

"Click... bang... puff..."

Weaving through dozens of policemen, Chen Yang's waving arms turned into afterimages. Every time he took action, two policemen would be killed on the spot. Either the neck bone was broken with a blow, or the sternum was exploded by a punch, and there were gunshots and bullets that kept intersecting with each other.

"call……"

Exhaling a breath of white air, a series of afterimages behind Chen Yang seemed to catch up, possess and fuse. Dozens of policemen behind him fell down in response, and they were all dead!