Chapter 89: Sudden Kill

Chapter 89: Sudden Kill

Chapter 89: Sudden Kill
As Chen Chuan walked forward, he suddenly felt something. Looking up, he saw a figure flashing through the broken gap above the fortress.

At this moment, inside the outpost, Tong Qianjiang was already standing behind the entrance, waiting there with a knife raised high.

Although this entrance is not low, it is rather narrow and can only accommodate one person. Moreover, the walls are quite thick. If anyone rushes in here, there is no way to retreat. Therefore, as soon as he enters, he can chop the person with a single move of his knife.

Behind him, Fang Dawei and his gang were scattered in the open space, ready for battle, while on the second floor there were also people pointing their guns at the entrance.

However, the clear footsteps suddenly disappeared after three steps towards the entrance.

While everyone was still waiting, the spider-like Old Seven suddenly looked up and saw a figure suddenly jumping down from the hole on the top. Suddenly, the light in the castle dimmed, and he shouted, "Up there!"

Everyone quickly turned their guns around and fired at that place, but it was still a step too late.

After Chen Chuan landed on the circular second-floor floor, he immediately squatted down and rolled to the side. Several bullets whizzed past him.

He stood up, kicked off, and rushed towards a person not far away. The long knife placed on the side scraped a trail of sparks on the wall.

The man fired two shots at him, but Chen Chuan was too fast and was almost running close to the ground, so all his shots missed. Before the third shot could be fired, Chen Chuan moved forward and slashed sideways, and with a swish, the man flew off his body with his head and shoulders!
Someone below exclaimed, "Old Eight!"

Chen Chuan's eyes were cold as he continued to move forward. The man behind him was not far away. He seemed to be afraid of accidentally hurting his teammates and did not shoot at first. But now he grabbed a heavy box beside him, and with his arm muscles bulged, he threw it towards Chen Chuan with a "Ha" sound.

Chen Chuan looked at the box that almost blocked his vision, stretched out his hand and gently pushed it. With his strength, he easily moved the wooden box, which weighed at least hundreds of kilograms, to the side as if it had no weight. The box broke open in mid-air, and the countless debris inside fell to the lower level, causing chaos.

Instead, he used the force of pushing the box to accelerate forward. A sharp knife light flashed, and the part of the man above the chest suddenly flew out from his body.

At this moment, he glanced down and saw another gun pointed at him. He pulled that half body and blocked it to the side. The gunshots were blocked by the implant on the broken body.

He stretched out his hand and pushed, and this half of his body fell towards the person below with a gust of wind. He started running again and killed the last person on this floor.

The man had a fierce look in his eyes. He dropped his rifle, pulled out his pistol and shot at him repeatedly. However, he stepped left and right, avoiding the bullets each time. After a few steps, he had shortened the distance. He poked the blade forward, but it seemed to encounter a layer of obstruction when it pierced the opponent's chest. It didn't look obvious from the outside, but the man opposite him also had a protective implant!
The man was hit by the force of the knife and involuntarily took two steps back, but he seemed to be confident in his bravery. He roared wildly, stretched out both hands, and grabbed the knife.

Chen Chuan had a blank expression on his face. He twisted and twitched his wrist, and the man immediately screamed out in pain.

When he tried to take advantage of the opportunity to attack again, he suddenly felt something strange. He leaned back and kept his feet firmly on the ground. He saw a black shadow passing by in front of him, and then it stuck to the wall next to it with a snap. Then its four legs moved around, and it crawled upwards as fast as a spider and soon got into a gap.

At this moment, his body was almost tilted to a forty-five-degree angle, as if the bowstring had been stretched to the extreme, and there seemed to be a huge force pulling in front of him, and the whole person suddenly rushed forward.

Because he had just had a break, the man in front and the robbers below fired at him continuously, forming a cross fire for a while, and there were bullet marks on the surrounding walls.

At this moment, he felt something poking his ribs. It was a bullet hitting his body, but he only felt a slight dent and then slipped directly out of the protective suit.

His eyes moved slightly. He had originally prepared himself to take the blame, but now it seems that it is not necessary. This protective clothing is indeed very effective. He didn't even feel much of the impact. So he simply stopped being conservative, covered his face with his hands, and rushed directly towards the bullets in front of him.

The man opposite saw him coming and quickly retreated, firing several shots on the way, but the bullets that hit him all slipped out. He was horrified and quickly took a step to the side, trying to jump to the first floor to escape.

Chen Chuan moved forward quickly and when he was within reach, an arc of knife light flashed from below and the man's foot was cut off. He screamed, lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Chen Chuan rushed forward two steps. At this moment, he grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, raised the long sword high above his head, shouted, and chopped it down with the sword. With a clang, the man's head jumped up from the spot, then fell down, and rolled all the way to the feet of Fang Dawei and others.

At this time, it seemed that people realized that shooting was useless, and the gunshots around them stopped.

Chen Chuan stood on the second floor, turned around slowly, swung his knife horizontally, lightly touched the ground, and looked down. Where he had just passed, blood was oozing out from the remains of the corpses, dripping onto the ground below, splashing blood flowers.

He had only been here for about ten breaths, but he had already killed people all over the second floor. The remaining people below also looked up at him, and seeing him standing there with a knife, everyone's breathing became heavy, and their eyes turned red.

Fang Dawei's eyes flickered a few times, and he said, "Old Third, you stand guard at the door and don't let the people downstairs come up!"

He was very clear in his mind that the shooting holes were basically all on the second floor. Now Chen Chuan had killed all the people above the second floor, and he could not suppress the outside. The people from the Patrol Bureau might take this opportunity to rush up, so someone had to guard the main gate, otherwise he would be attacked from both inside and outside, and it would be all over then.

Tong Qianjiang, who was closest to the door, took out his gun immediately after hearing the order. He fired a few shots outside, then stuck to the edge of the door and paid attention to the movements outside.

Chen Chuan also took this opportunity to adjust his breathing and took a look at the general situation in the outpost.

Apart from the seriously injured lying on the ground, there were about five people who could be standing within sight at this moment. One of them, who looked like a doctor, was standing in the corner with his hands in the pockets of his coat. His face looked calm, as if it had nothing to do with him.

As for the remaining four, the leader who spoke was undoubtedly Fang Dawei. The tall man over two meters tall next to him should be Tong Baitao. He had seen Tong Qianjiang at the door before. Although he was wearing a mask at that time, he could still recognize him by his figure and eyes.

The last one was a short man who looked a little frightened, wore glasses, and had a frail body. He was not as fierce as the others and looked like a technician.

Guan Yuming's deputy said that there were six people in Fang Dawei's group who had implants. He killed one at the entrance when he came in, and killed two more on this floor.

Then there should be three more.

Including the person who was crawling around like a spider above his head, the only two people left should be Fang Dawei and Tong Baitao. In fact, from their appearance, it can be seen that the abnormalities of these two people are very obvious.

Then, as long as these three people are killed, the remaining people will not pose much of a threat.

He slowly raised the Xuejun Sword horizontally in front of him. He had just killed several people in succession, but there was not a trace of blood on it. It was still as bright as new and chilling to the bone.

He swung the knife to the side, took a step forward, and jumped directly down from the second floor, landing steadily with a thud. A cloud of dust rose up, slowly spreading out from around his body, then gradually subsided, and he slowly stood up straight.

Fang Dawei and his men exchanged glances, then slowly moved towards him and surrounded him. At this time, Old Seven also quietly climbed up from the narrow gap on the second floor to the first floor, staring at the back of his head and neck.

Tong Baitao threw away the gun in his hand, took out two pure steel sticks from his waist, and rushed towards him with a ferocious look. At this moment, the short man who was looking at the technician suddenly changed his original frightened look, became ruthless, picked up a knife with both hands, and chopped at his head like crazy.

Chen Chuan watched calmly. With the overlap of the "second self", not only his strength but also his reaction speed doubled. So at this moment in his eyes, everything around him seemed to slow down.

Moreover, no matter who was in front of him or behind him, or even if they were out of sight, he seemed to be able to vaguely sense their movements through information such as sound and smell.

Although Tong Baitao and the boy in front of him were coming towards him at the same time, there was a sequence between them. He just took a half step towards the direction of the small guy on the right, stretched out his long knife and pushed him. The small guy turned towards Tong Baitao with the knife. In order to avoid collision, Tong Baitao subconsciously slowed down his steps.

At this time, Chen Chuan pulled the knife back again. The little man was pulled off balance, causing one side of his body to be exposed to Chen Chuan. In panic, he was trying hard to pull the knife back. With such force, he was pulled back and inevitably rushed forward a few steps as he lost his balance.

At this time, Chen Chuan took another half step to the side, and when the little man passed by him, he gently patted the latter's head with the back of his hand. This action was almost exactly the same as the one he used when he hit the sandbag when his power was first developed.

With a snap, blood spurted out of the little man's eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and his entire head seemed to go limp in an instant. Chen Chuan pressed the little man's chest to stop his body, and then gently pushed him forward. The latter's body flew up and crashed into Tong Baitao behind him!

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(End of this chapter)