Still shooting a lot!

In fact, Yi Haizhou could only see seven or eight of these black shadows coming over.

He didn't hit every bullet accurately, and he didn't even see the bounce point so clearly in the night.

The bright indoor light actually had an impact on him.

So he jumped up and shot him, chasing the man who was fleeing.

Click...

The empty magazine fixed the magazine back to the rear of the pistol.

Yi Haizhou, who was calculating the approximate number in his mind, just crossed the distance of about ten meters, rushed to the windowsill, and picked up the double-barrel hunting rifle that was the first.

Point at the shaking black shadow!

The huge flames looked so dazzling in the dark!

At this time, the dull Charles suddenly woke up and turned around and ran inside.

Yi Haizhou raised his hand expressionlessly and pulled the trigger into the windowsill...

Bang, this No. 12 lead shot directly rolled the ventilator's information, and hit the ground and screamed in tears!

Yi Haizhou threw away the hunting rifle in his hand and picked up the submachine gun in his hand with the second corpse in front of him...

Damn, what's the point? This is a very rough underground workshop submachine gun.

At best, weld a few pieces of iron sheets and there is a steel pipe in front.

The crooked grips and magazines are as awkward as the two legs of a small stool.

I really don’t know if such a thing will explode the chamber or the bullets will fly around after pulling the trigger.

So Yi Haizhou gave up the pursuit and just took it as a threat to retrieve these crooked bodies in front of him.

But just now, I felt several figures pounce from afar.

He reacted quickly, and did not panic and shoot immediately, but instinctively leaned himself against the wall first.

Dada, there is a string of bullets opposite!

Yi Haizhou ignored it and tried to kick other guns on the ground while taking advantage of the indoor light.

While stretching out the iron shell, I couldn't even see who there were people there.

He also deliberately paused, waiting for his hurrying steps to rush over...

Pulling that...it may be called an iron hook and a more suitable trigger.

The bursting gunshot instantly cleared the one-foot-long straight magazine!

It feels like I'm using an aluminum alloy square tube to turn it back to the original appearance of the metal square tube.

The whole iron sheet is useless.

Yi Haizhou threw it away directly!

At this time, he missed his small bags with insurance suits very much.

If one of them is thrown out.

beng!
Chapter completed!