Poof!
The monster that had just entered the lobby of the police station had a hole in its forehead.
But no blood flowed out. There was a metallic light under its broken fur, and the steel skeleton inside could be faintly seen!
Demonized Puppet!
Ronan immediately understood the origin of this monster.
At the same time, the other three police officers were also desperately pulling the triggers on the monster. Copper-cased bullets hit the latter's body, causing the hair to fly everywhere.
However, the power of the revolver was obviously far from enough to cause real damage to Demonized Puppet. It opened its scarlet eyes, held its head high, opened its mouth wide, and let out a silent roar.
Ronan, who was more than ten meters away, suddenly felt a creepy feeling.
"Be careful!"
Without thinking, he turned around and rushed towards the service counter next to him. He jumped up high, turned somersaults in the air and rolled into the back of the counter.
boom!
The moment Ronan landed, Demonized Puppet's body suddenly expanded, and a violent explosion immediately occurred.
Although the three police officers present heard Ronan's warning, they had no time to react correctly and were instantly knocked away by the shock wave generated by the explosion.
Two of them died on the spot, and the other one hit the wall and bounced to the ground, falling into a coma due to serious injuries.
Before the smoke cleared, a group of heavily armed men in black robes rushed into the lobby of the police station.
Ronan, who was hiding behind the counter, suddenly stood up, pointed at the enemy and pulled the trigger!
The service counter in the lobby of the police station is specially made. It is made of three layers of stacked stone slabs, steel plates and wooden boards. It cannot be penetrated by ordinary rifles, so it just helped him avoid a disaster.
The man in black robe who rushed into the police station obviously did not expect that there was an unharmed survivor inside.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In just a few seconds, Ronan emptied all the bullets in the single magazine of the revolver.
The men in black robes were caught off guard. The ones at the front groaned and were shot on the head. Splatters of blood sprayed onto the Pillar next to them. It was extremely shocking to see.
The rest of the men in black robes reacted very quickly. They quickly fled in all directions while being frightened and angry, showing their extraordinary agility.
The six bullets fired by Ronan only hit four, killing three people and wounding one!
He ducked back under the counter.
Click!
The wrist holding the gun flicked, and he threw out the revolver magazine. The muzzle of the gun was raised, and six bullet casings fell down.
Ronan's left hand has already held six new rounds of bullets. His thumb flicked continuously, and the bullets were flicked into the magazine with incomparable accuracy. The process of changing bullets took place between breaths!
While reloading, his ears listened to the movement from around him, and then judged the number and location of the enemy.
The next moment, Ronan's right foot kicked the ground hard, and his back slid forward against the flat floor tiles.
In an instant, it slid to the left side of the cabinet.
Bang! Bang!
A man in black robe who was approaching the counter was shot in the right knee first. His body instantly lost balance and he knelt forward involuntarily. As a result, another blood splatter burst out between his eyebrows.
Bang!
The second man in black robe who appeared in Ronan's sight let out a shrill scream, covered his lower body with his hands and fell to the ground.
In just the blink of an eye, two more enemies fell to his gun.
Seeing such a scene, the other men in black robes were all stunned. They clearly had an absolute advantage, but they were beaten by Ronan and suffered heavy casualties by just one person.
"Death!"
A burly man in black robes brandished a silver scimitar and pounced on Ronan like a tiger hunting.
Several of his companions raised their pistols and shot at Ronan on the ground.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
However, the movements of these guys were still a little slow, and Ronan emptied the magazine at a faster speed.
Their heads were blown off from the front and back, and the bullets they fired didn't know where they went.
The only survivor was the man in black robe who attacked with a knife. He had already reached the front of Ronan and tried his best to chop off the scimitar in his hand towards Ronan's neck.
Clang!
This inevitable blow was blocked by the long sword.
At the critical moment, Ronan dropped the empty revolver and drew his sword to block the enemy's attack.
The swords crossed each other, and his right leg swept out like lightning, kicking the opponent's ankle!
The man in black robe immediately withdrew his sword and retreated, avoiding Ronan's counterattack.
Ronan took the opportunity to leap up, landed firmly on the ground, and faced the last enemy.
He also saw clearly what the other party looked like.
This man in black robes was nearly two meters tall, with a sturdy build and a muscular body. His hood fell off, revealing a scarred and ferocious face, and his entire head was bald.
There are also dark cyan totem patterns engraved on it!
The man in black robe opened his scarlet eyes, with deep-seated resentment and anger in his eyes, like a ferocious beast that was forced into a desperate situation, and the power in his body was exploding.
But he did not launch a new attack rashly, and remained calm despite his extreme anger.
From this point of view, this man in black robe can definitely be regarded as a real master.
Ronan was holding a cross sword with a calm expression and a relaxed body, which was in sharp contrast to his opponent.
The two people's eyes collided, as if there was a flash of fire!
"Ha!"
The man in black robe spit out a muddy and hoarse syllable from his throat, stepped forward suddenly, waved his arms with all his strength, and struck Ronan in the face with a weapon that was as curved as a crescent moon.
This sword was extremely ferocious and sharp, without any bells and whistles. Both its speed and power reached an unbelievable level.
Master level!
However, such a fierce sword cut through the air again.
Because the moment the man in black robe drew his sword, Ronan moved his position.
He seemed to have predicted his opponent's movements and made a dodge in advance, then stabbed the black-robed man with his sword.
Poof!
Suddenly, the two sides passed each other, and the figure of the man in black robe suddenly shook and froze on the spot.
He lowered his head and saw the hilt of the cross sword stuck in his chest.
The long sword blade had already penetrated his body, passed through his heart and emerged from his back.
There is still a drop of bright red blood on the sharp sword tip! jian
One move has seen life and death.
"Hoo."
The man in black robe raised his head again, exhaled, and his eyes quickly faded.
He tried to turn around to get a better look at his opponent.
As a result, the whole person fell to the ground.
Except for Ronan, there was no one standing in the hall of Third Precinct.
Ronan looked around, took a few steps forward, kicked one after another, and knocked out the two men in black robes who were still struggling on the ground.
He looked at the broken police station door.
The street outside was shrouded in bloody moonlight, and a cold atmosphere filled the air.
Ronan took out the siren from his pocket, put it to his mouth and blew it!
Not long after, the sound of hurried footsteps was heard outside.
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The first update is sent.