Chapter 117 My Portrait
"Boom boom!" Two shots penetrated the bearded man's hands, but the last shot penetrated his knees!
"Fuk!" The bearded man fell to the ground with a cry of pain and shouted: "Under the car!"
Without saying a word, several of his men immediately took out the grenades.
At the same time, Shen Feng had already grabbed the leg of a bald man in black.
The bald man only felt a huge force coming from the opponent's hand. The force was so strong that it was almost inhuman. He screamed and was dragged under the car in the blink of an eye!
"Frankie is caught!" A man in black shouted, holding down his companion's hand that was about to pull away the grenade.
The other party cursed when he heard this, put away the grenade, and replaced it with a pistol.
Unlike Means who was beaten into a sieve, everyone in this team is considered their companion, so they cannot let their companions be buried with them just to kill the enemy.
A group of men in black were about to lie down and look under the car. At this moment, a black shadow suddenly jumped out from under the car at an extremely fast speed!
Everyone immediately opened fire at the same time, and there was a loud sound of gunfire.
The figure who just rushed out was beaten into pieces even though he was wearing a bulletproof vest. Only then did everyone realize that it was Frankie who had just been dragged down!
Everyone was shocked, and several of them even looked sad. But at this moment, Frankie, whose head was smashed, suddenly stood up!
The next moment, Shen Feng, who had been hiding behind Frankie, suddenly exploded!
The thick leg muscles in fighting form allowed his beast-like body to instantly rush behind a man in black next to him, strangle the other man's neck, and then began to use the man's body as a shield and put the gun on his On his shoulder, he started shooting wildly at the men in black around him!
Shen Feng's marksmanship is average, otherwise he wouldn't be so fond of shotguns, but at such a close distance, it's really easy to hit, all he needs to do is hold the muzzle level!
"Da da da da!" There was a loud sound of gunfire, and in the blink of an eye more than a dozen people had been knocked down.
Although the men in black were also shooting wildly, most of them hit the human shield.
And they were horrified to find that even though the enemy wearing sunglasses and a mask was hit several times, he only let out a groan of pain and did not fall down at all!
His shoulder was hit by a bullet, and a piece of white powder flew up, but there was no blood!
Moreover, that ghost backpack of his seems to be bulletproof as well. It is even stronger than an explosion-proof shield. Bullets hit it and it actually slipped to the side!
Although the human shield was wearing a body armor, he was shot dozens of times in the blink of an eye, and countless bones were broken. Blood flowed from his mouth, and he couldn't stand it anymore.
There were only nine men in black left at this time.
Shen Feng smiled, threw away the empty automatic rifle, pulled out a pistol directly from the human shield, and threw the human shield towards the two enemies. He followed closely behind the human shield, like a gust of wind. passing by like.
He shot a headshot within a distance of two to three meters, then grabbed another man in black and did the same thing, throwing him at the remaining enemies.
The few remaining enemies shot at Shen Feng desperately, only to find that the man in front of them was like a turtle. He had a backpack, a body armor, and a helmet. He seemed to have extremely strong defense, and bullets were useless!
Soon, only the last enemy standing was left. Shen Feng smiled ferociously, pulled out his dagger, jumped in front of the opponent like a beast, and stabbed it directly from the eye socket.
The man in black fell softly, and Shen Feng stood in a pool of blood and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.
His fighting skills are still too crude, and his marksmanship is also quite poor, otherwise the time it would take would be much shorter.
I have been working on games some time ago, and I really don’t have time. As soon as I got some free time, I immediately received game tasks, and there was no way to conduct systematic training.
After returning to normal from combat mode, Shen Feng checked his body and frowned.
Although he was equipped with a body armor, bulletproof backpack and helmet, if he was hit by an automatic rifle at close range, his petrified body would also suffer superficial damage.
At this time, the skin on his shoulders and limbs was damaged, and some blood began to flow out after returning to normal.
Taking off his helmet and wiping the blood on his forehead, Shen Feng couldn't help but sigh.
It’s so hard for me.
"Ah...ah..." screams and groans came, and there were still a few men in black who were still alive.
Shen Feng sighed, found a silencer-equipped pistol from a corpse, and began to refill the gun one by one.
Just lift up the opponent's body armor and shoot him in the heart, quickly and painlessly.
Soon, the sound disappeared. Shen Feng came to the pickup truck, squatted down, looked at the bearded man leaning on the wheel, and asked with a smile:
"Who are you?"
Big Beard was shot through his hands and knees at the beginning, and lost his fighting ability. At this time, he could only sit here and watch his men being wiped out by the opponent.
Hearing Shen Feng's words, a ferocious look appeared on the bearded face. He suddenly spat out and said with cold eyes:
"Antichrist! You are just a mortal. You will be injured, bleed, and die! You cannot stop the final judgment! This world will eventually be purified!"
After avoiding the opponent's spit, Shen Feng couldn't help but feel angry when he heard these words. He grabbed a pistol and smashed it into the bearded face, while blasting a series of national curses:
"Kikiki...kiji! Fuck you! Isn't it the fucking Purification Society? Where is Cthul? How on earth do you know me?"
The bearded man was stunned by Shen Feng's blow, but he still gritted his teeth and said nothing. Instead, a fanatical smile of a martyr appeared on his face, and then he suddenly pulled open the chest hanging with his remaining two fingers. The grenade ring is attached!
Shen Feng frowned, grabbed the grenade, and threw it into the ruins in the distance.
"Boom!" The grenade exploded, the martyrdom failed, and the bearded man's expression became a little embarrassed for a moment.
Shen Feng snorted coldly and didn't bother to pay attention to him. He started to ask Jingwei to search for relevant information about the bearded man in the Internet world.
As long as I have this face, everything will be easy.
Soon, Jingwei had received enough information.
Big Beard's real name is Falconer. He was once a member of Wuyou Town and a patient of the Purification Society.
After the destruction of the Purification Society, Falconer joined Blackwater, became a mercenary, and eventually even became a supervisor.
Just five years ago, he left Blackwater and started to set up a mercenary company of his own, and took over business in war-torn areas such as the Middle East and South America.
However, there is very little information from these five years, and Falconer himself seems to have disappeared frequently.
For Shen Feng and Jingwei, this is nothing.
No matter how little information there is, as long as you live in this world and appear in a society with a public network, information will be left behind.
Apparently this person was also a member of the Purification Society's brainwashing and hypnosis group.
Even if such a person is tortured to extract a confession, it will be of no use.
Shen Feng immediately pointed the gun at his head and pulled the trigger.
The bearded pupils began to expand rapidly, but at the moment when he completely lost consciousness, a trace of confusion seemed to flash in his eyes.
Shen Feng casually searched the bearded man's pocket and found a neatly folded piece of white paper.
He frowned, opened the paper, and a sketch of a person's head immediately appeared.
A man wearing sunglasses and a mask.
Oval face, short hair.
Most of the mask was stained with blood, and there was a bullet hole in it. One lens of the sunglasses was broken, and the frame was broken, hanging down on his face.
Half of his eyes were exposed behind his sunglasses, and his gaze was as sharp as a sword.
Shen Feng frowned, walked quickly to an abandoned building nearby, found a broken mirror, wiped it clean and looked at it.
At this time, his shape and sketch,
Exactly the same.
At the same time, Jingwei's voice suddenly sounded:
Chapter completed!