Ultimate Assassin: Start as the sixth floor in the Continental Hotel

"Fire!"

Abbas said with a sneer.

It is a pity that he did not watch the wonderful performance of Blood Dragon, so he did not know a very important thing...

Bullets are of no use to the blood dragon.

"Da da da da da..."

The heavy machine guns in the hands of the heavily armored guards began to spit out tongues of fire crazily, and the fire was still blue fire. It turned 3,600 times in one breath, making people call them Namo Gatling Bodhisattva.

The blood dragon just stood like this, flexing his aching neck, and the bullets stopped one meter in front of him. The densely packed bullets seemed to have woven a net, and even the first arriving bullets were very polite. Make room for the subsequent warhead!

"Oh...interesting..."

Abbas's voice sounded lazily, as if he didn't care about the strange scene in front of him.

If only he could stop staring so wide.

All we can say is that even though our dear Mr. Abbas was cremated and his whole body was burned, his mouth was still intact.

However, when Dylan, who was worried about the blood dragon, looked back, he was almost scared to death by the scene in front of him.

The clown was me.

I thought 50 bullets was the limit for this product! This must have at least hundreds or thousands of bullets, right? !

"Mom mess with the law*&...*!"

Dylan's involuntary exclamation also attracted the companions beside him. Daniel turned his head and murmured softly in shock: "This control freak like me is like a child in front of Mr. Chen..."

As for why I say that...

Because Dylan only saw the moment when the bullet stopped, but Daniel saw an even more outrageous scene!

The blood dragon's right arm waved slightly. The heavily armored guards who were anxiously changing their ammunition couldn't help but raise their heads curiously when they heard the sound of metal friction and collision. However, the previous large net composed of warheads disappeared strangely. .

Instead, there was a giant dragon made of warheads!

Not the big winged lizards of the West, but the dragons of the Yan Kingdom.

Chinese Dragon·Metal Edition.

The giant dragon slowly circled around the blood dragon. The bullets that made up its body began to melt strangely. It seemed that invisible high temperatures were reshaping their shapes. The molten metal turned red like blood, and the huge The dragon head actually licked the corner of his mouth in a humane manner!

The blood dragon looked indifferently at the many heavily armored guards in front of him who were already frightened by him, and said softly: "Put down your weapons now, maybe I will spare you."

"Bang... bang... bang..."

The heavily armed guards looked at each other, and then wisely put down the heavy machine guns in their hands.

"A bunch of useless things..." Abbas looked coldly at the surrendered heavy-armed guards and muttered. Then, he put his right hand on the wrist of his left hand and looked up at the metal strip made of bullets. The giant dragon said softly: "So... you win, Mr. Assassin, are you going to hand me over to the police?"

The heavily armored guards behind Abbas trotted past Abbas and ran towards the back of the blood dragon. Perhaps now they just wanted to escape from this place of right and wrong.

What are you doing with a salary of several thousand yuan a month? !

Unfortunately, just when the heavily armored guards thought it was safe to surrender, the blazing metal dragon controlled by the blood dragon actually swiped their tail and melted them all!

"Police? I'm sorry, Mr. Abbas, it's too easy for you to hand you over to the police." Blood Dragon whispered. He glanced at the corpses on the ground and said with some disdain, "I didn't expect the Temple Order. The guard force is so naive... Could it be that you recruited someone in France with this speed of surrender, Mr. Abbas?"

"You...don't you know what the Geneva Agreement is?" Abbas said with an ugly face, "Isn't it the purpose of you Yan people to treat prisoners well? You don't look like a hero who enforces justice, Assassin Six Number."

"First of all, treating prisoners kindly is the purpose of Yanguo's army, not mine." Xuelong chuckled and shook his finger, "Secondly...who told you that I am here to enforce justice?"

"Who told you that I am a hero?"

The blood dragon slowly approached Abbas with steps that he would not recognize.

"I am a killer, yes, as you call me, Mr. Abbas..." Blood Dragon looked at Abbas indifferently, as if he were looking at a corpse, "I used to kill people to survive... but now I kill people to make me feel happy..."

"And it just so happens that letting you die in pain will make me very happy. I am looking forward to your screams, Mr. Abbas."

Okay, in this situation, no matter how you look at it, you think the blood dragon is the villain...

"Now, tell me, Mr. Abbas."

The giant metal dragon opened its mouth, revealing its ferocious fangs. The blood dragon was already standing in front of Abbas.

"How do you want to die?"

Abbas looked at the figure so close in front of him, but his body no longer trembled. Instead, he slowly calmed down. With his cold eyes and mocking sneer, it was obvious that Abbas's panic expression just now was completely different. Just pretending!

"I have to say, Mr. Assassin, your tricks are indeed very bluffing." Abbas looked up at the blood dragon's face mockingly, "Unfortunately... in the face of absolute power, small tricks are just small tricks after all."

Put your right hand on your left wrist and twist it gently.

"Click."

Black and purple lines spread upward from Abbas's left wrist. The blood dragon looked at Abbas's left hand indifferently, seemingly not surprised.

What a pity... Mr. Abbas, I have seen your little tricks decades ago.

"Diablo..."

The bracelet on Abbas's wrist made a low sound, like a beast's roar.

"Pandora." Abbas sneered, looked at the blood dragon in front of him, and said softly.

"Fear Of The Demon, Power Like The God! (The demon who represents fear is as powerful as a god!)"

"Infinite Evolution! (Infinite Evolution!)"

Bloody tentacles burst out from Abbas's back!

Abbas looked at the blood dragon in front of him with gloomy eyes, trembling all over, but smiling crazily!

The ultra-high heat generated when the virus erodes the body is enough to cook Abbas. However, Abbas's bracelet is designed with himself as the carrier. It is the strongest virus variant model of the "Pandora Project" so far! For Abbas, who is completely merging with the Pandora virus at this time, this temperature is basically like giving him a hot bath...

A large amount of steam spurted out from every pore on Abbas's body, and the entrance hall of the Burj Khalifa was filled with smoke!

The light filtered through the smoke and vaguely reflected a huge figure. The metal dragon of the Blood Dragon looked as slender as a small snake in front of that figure.

The body of more than 4 meters high is full of ferocious barbs and tentacles. Abbas's voice has changed from the previous laziness. At this time, his eyes are full of madness.

He just wants to tear everything in front of him into pieces! ! !