Unleashing a Killing Spree!

Before anyone could react, bullets rained down from the sky, piercing the heads of several people and sending up sprays of blood and brain matter that created a poignant mix of red and white.

After landing in the crowd, Chen Mo moved swiftly and nimbly through it, constantly changing the direction and posture of the two pistols in his hands, firing repeatedly at the most threatening targets from all directions.

Before the militants could react, they were shot and fell to the ground. By the time the group turned around with their rifles and pointed them at Chen Mo's location, more than a dozen people were already lying on the ground.

Seeing Chen Mo's tall, slender figure in priest's robes wreaking havoc in the crowd, everyone was horrified and couldn't help but launch an attack on Chen Mo.

However, because Chen Mo did not appear from the position they expected, but instead jumped directly into the crowd from the side, their original plan was completely disrupted.

Those who had been hiding behind pillars and other cover were now completely exposed to Chen Mo's gun. Chen Mo himself charged into the middle of the crowd. Those on the outside could only see Chen Mo's figure flashing back and forth in the chaotic crowd, but they could not accurately catch his figure or aim at him.

If they fire randomly, they don't know if they can hit Chen Mo, but their own men will definitely suffer heavy casualties.

Chen Mo's bullets were all aimed at the armed men on the periphery. While constantly moving and dodging attacks from his side, Chen Mo kept firing his dual pistols without stopping, sometimes with them extended horizontally, sometimes at an angle, using various skillful postures to fire around him. However, the people around him remained unharmed. All the bullets were fired through the gaps in the crowd, accurately hitting the bodies of the armed men on the periphery.

Of the dozens of armed men on the third floor, only a dozen or twenty around Chen Mo fired at him repeatedly, but he anticipated their attacks and calmly dodged them all. Apart from occasionally getting hit by his own men, none of them managed to harm Chen Mo in the slightest.

At first, the people on the periphery were anxiously holding their guns, trying to find an opportunity to shoot. However, they soon realized that Chen Mo was specifically targeting them who were on the periphery. Seeing their companions fall one by one, the remaining people no longer cared about attacking Chen Mo and hurriedly looked for cover in all directions.

However, there were only so many places to hide. In some places, five or six people were crammed behind a single pillar, yet many others still had nowhere to hide and could only frantically run around, hoping that Chen Mo's bullets would miss them.

Unfortunately, no matter how they tried to hide or escape, they couldn't escape the fate of being killed one by one by Chen Mo.

Seeing the situation deteriorate rapidly, the bearded leader was both shocked and furious. Chen Mo was using the people around him as a shield. If this continued, once he killed the people on the periphery one by one, everyone else would die!

"Scatter! All of you, scatter!"

The bearded leader roared angrily, his face flushed. Although the continuous gunfire echoed through the air, his armed men still heard his roar.

Those close to Chen Mo under constant tension due to the shadow of death he posed. They relentlessly attacked Chen Mo until they heard their leader's roar, which snapped them out of their daze. They quickly retreated while continuing to fire.

Unfortunately, how could they possibly be faster than Chen Mo?

As they retreated to the surrounding areas, Chen Mo quickly broke free from their "encirclement," dodging incoming bullets as he rushed into the chaotic crowd on the outskirts.

With his human shield tactic exposed, Chen Mo simply changed his fighting style. Instead of maneuvering in small areas, he constantly weaved through everyone. He was swift and agile, his whereabouts elusive and unpredictable. One moment he was right in front of the gun barrel, and the next he had vanished before they could pull the trigger. Their gun barrels could never keep up with Chen Mo's movements.

The previous arrangements were completely rendered useless. Although they outnumbered each other, they were unable to suppress the enemy with firepower, and everyone present was completely engulfed in a chaotic battle!

However, Chen Mo firmly controlled the situation on the scene!

The positions, postures, and gun barrels of the dozens of people present were all imprinted in Chen Mo's mind. Whose gun was pointed at him, whose gun was blocked by his comrades, and who posed a threat to him.

He knew exactly what everyone might do next and instantly calculated the best way to dodge and the best angle to attack. While dodging the bullets coming from all around, Chen Mo fired his dual pistols repeatedly, spitting out scorching bullets and reaping lives one after another.

"Bang! Bang!"

Chen Mo stretched his left hand forward and fired two shots in quick succession, killing two armed men who were leaning against stone pillars and had just pointed their guns at him but hadn't had time to pull the trigger. Then, with his right hand, he pointed the gun diagonally to the right front and pulled the trigger without even looking, killing one of the armed men who was shooting at him from the right front.

Even as he fired, Chen Mo didn't stop moving.

With a swift forward lunge, dodging more than a dozen bullets fired from his left and right sides, Chen Mo shifted his body to the right, avoiding several bullets aimed at his back.

The next moment, Chen Mo crossed his arms in front of him, and his two guns extended diagonally from under his ribs, pointing to his left and right sides respectively. Without turning his head, he fired repeatedly, quickly killing the men who had attacked him from both sides. Only then did he turn around quickly and look at the gunman who had shot at his back.

At that moment, he was pulling a magazine from his waist and loading it onto his rifle when he saw Chen Mo turn around and look at him. A look of horror and disbelief quickly appeared on his face.

Chen Mo facing away from him, and was just attacking others. How could he know that he had run out of bullets?

He was unaware of Chen Mo's terrifying control over the battlefield. It was precisely because he knew that Chen Mo had run out of bullets that he did not rush back after dodging his final attack, but instead took out the enemies on both sides first.

Chen Mo didn't give him time to wonder. As he turned around, he had already pulled his hands out from under his ribs and stretched them forward.

"Bang!"

The militant, who was changing his magazine, watched helplessly as a flash of light appeared from the muzzle of Chen Mo's gun, and then his vision was plunged into complete darkness.

The next moment, Chen Mo's figure rushed out again, dodging the bullets that followed while continuing to fire at the targets that posed a threat to him.

Surrounded by dozens of people, Chen Mo clearly felt the pressure. He had to concentrate fully, his brain working at high speed to calculate. At the same time, his Gun Fu were constantly improving in this fierce battle.