I Was Born In The Underworld Chapter 125: Sensibility, aesthetics
The hunt begins.
Sensibility is fully diffused.
Gu Fan's muscles are in the best condition.
The rage of killing, the cold reason, and the intertwining of contradictions seemed to burn extremely cold in his fiery eyes.
Suddenly.
Gu Fan moved.
The soles of his feet stepped on the ground, and the heavy trampling force caused the ground to crack a little.
Like a sharp arrow shot out, it will even produce an afterimage under extreme speed. The distance of 100 meters is almost instantaneous, and it has already rushed into the door of the apartment in 2 or 3 seconds in the blink of an eye.
"He's coming!"
"Grass, does this guy really dare to rush over?"
Gu Fan's speed was beyond imagination, and almost everyone didn't react. Only the leader on the first floor immediately ordered: "Shoot!!"
Boom.
Boom, boom, boom.
All kinds of firearms made deafening noises, and the bullets shot to the ground and bounced bursts of sparks.
Gunpowder smoke filled the air, and the smell of gunpowder was so pungent that many carrion corpses outside the building were attracted to them. Thousands of carrion corpses heard the gunshots and rushed here in a daze.
But I can't take care of it now!
If you can shoot and kill Gu Fan, the great enemy, it doesn't matter even if you attract a large number of carrion corpses as the price.
A strange thing happened.
Gu Fan seemed to have many eyes. In a few seconds, his light steps flickered from side to side, and he often dodged those bullets at the most critical moment.
What!
How is this possible.
No matter how fast a human being is, it can never be faster than a bullet!
It's impossible for Gu Fan to avoid the shooting of these people.
Everyone feels incredible.
Di Qing, the leader of the guards on the first floor, was even more shocked.
Di Qing is a speed-type evolutionary. He deeply knows that all those evolutionaries equipped with guns are elite personnel, otherwise they are not qualified at all.
Even if you can't say that everyone is a sharpshooter, their marksmanship can be regarded as accurate.
But none of them could shoot Gu Fan, as if he had eyes all over his body, and he could see the trajectory of every bullet.
Sensitivity!
This is Gu Fan's perception.
If a person's perception is strong enough, he will be able to detect the coming of a crisis.
A few examples.
A murderer holds a gun to your forehead, you will feel sore and uncomfortable.
A malicious person who appears behind your back with scissors will make people feel shuddering.
Even the beauties walking on the street can feel the eyes of other people with malicious intentions, and the eyes are sweeping back and forth towards her beautiful legs in **** stockings and the big white rabbit with ups and downs on her chest .
Everyone, more or less, feels this way.
After two extreme evolutions, Gu Fan's perception is far beyond ordinary people's unknown how many times.
At a short distance.
Gu Fan could feel everyone's hostile gaze.
Gu Fan could feel that the black muzzle of the gun was aimed at him, and he was about to pull the trigger in the next moment.
Even if you close your eyes, the sight of those people in the darkness and the bullets that are about to be fired from the dark muzzles are like bright lights in the darkness, so clear and dazzling.
Gu Fan doesn't need to dodge those bullets.
He only needs to avoid the sights and muzzles that are like bright lights, and he can achieve the effect of predicting in advance, and every time he misses the bullet trajectory dangerously and dangerously.
"What!"
"Everyone shoots at the gate, let's see how he hides!"
Di Qing issued an order immediately before Gu Fan was about to pass through the gate.
All the guards guarding here aimed their guns at the gate at the same time, and the bullets locked on Gu Fan's only way like a torrential rain.
However... even more incredible things happened.
Under the 360° blocking attack with no dead ends, Gu Fan chose to give up dodging and rushed straight into the gate.
Looking for death! !
The torrential rain of bullets will definitely smash him into a sieve in the next second.
Di Qing sneered, but the smile froze on his face in the next second.
Come through.
Gu Fan walked through the door of the apartment and came to the first floor.
Ding ding ding ding.
Bullets hit Gu Fan's body one after another, but they made a crisp clanging sound, as if hitting metal.
Frost scale armor.
The extremely cold scale armor covering Gu Fan's body played a role.
The extremely cold scales, like countless fine snake scales, covered every corner of Gu Fan's body.
They are like the toughest close-fitting scales, and the force of the bullets hitting them is immediately offset by the ice scales all over the body, defending against the attacks of these bullets.
Hundreds of flat bullets fell to the ground.
The extremely cold scale armor on Gu Fan's body finally reached the point where it was on the verge of breaking.
The surface of his skin looked as if it had been cracked with countless fine cracks, like canine teeth criss-crossing and uneven, which were the marks of cracked ice scales.
Enough is enough.
The extremely cold scale armor can withstand the baptism of hundreds of bullets, and has completed its mission.
Gu Fan rushing into the building is like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, which also means that the lives of these people will be harvested by him, a bloodthirsty butcher.
An ice blade as thin as a cicada's wing appeared between Gu Fan's fingertips.
It is so beautiful, transparent and thin, indistinguishable to the naked eye, but covered with a layer of fine snowflakes like a cicada's wings.
Poof! !
Snowflakes stained with blood.
The nearly transparent ice blade was stained with blood, and the layer of fine snowflakes on it was also dyed red.
The throat of an evolutionary was cut open, and the naked eye could no longer lock Gu Fan's movements at close range.
With a flash of the knife, the meridian has already been cut perfectly, like the most precise CNC machine tool, and the wound is smooth and smooth like a mirror.
Fingers flick.
The ice skates stained with blood flew past.
A thin cut was made between the brows in the center of another evolutionary's head.
Immediately afterwards, the white brain and thick blood flowed out, and it was obvious that the ice blade as thin as a cicada's wing pierced into his brain.
Whoo!
Gu Fan flicked his wrist accordingly.
An ice needle made of extremely cold energy was shot out.
The ice needle is like a bee sting made of cold jade, and it is also the sharpest hidden weapon, so thin and sharp that the naked eye cannot distinguish it.
The ice needle saw the blood and sealed his throat. With the strength of the wrist swing, a needle pierced his throat and killed him. He didn't know what happened until he died.
Gu Fan raised his palm.
In the air, icicles condensed into individual icicles.
The icicles were bone-piercingly cold, presenting an irregular conical shape extending over a dozen centimeters in length. When the palms were pushed forward, they all shot out like sharp arrows.
Poof, poof, poof! !
The ice thorn pierced through with great force, piercing the chest and puncturing the heart on the spot.
Several evolutionaries were pierced by ice thorns and nailed to the wall behind them. They kept struggling and screaming, but they would die soon.
Art.
Gu Fan's every move ~IndoMTL.com~ Every murderous movement of Gu Fan is like art.
This is the art of killing.
This is the aesthetics of violence.
The weapon in Gu Fan's hand is either an ice blade as thin as a cicada's wing, an ice needle as thin as a bee sting, or a powerful and thick ice cone thorn.
He harvested the life of the enemy with every gesture.
It seems that everyone is a marionette, while Gu Fan is a **** of death holding scissors.
Click.
Snip it lightly.
The string holding the puppet broke and the puppet could no longer move.
These evolutionaries also turned into cold corpses like puppets with broken strings, which testified to Gu Fan's art of killing.