Thriller Paradise Chapter 932: Blade Rush into the Magic City (6)
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On the highway at night, red and blue police lights flashed in succession, and police sirens kept beeping.
Due to thunderstorms, the police could not mobilize helicopters to hunt Feng Bujue and them, so they could only chase and intercept them on the ground.
And this...gave an opportunity for the two of them.
Under the command of Feng Bujue, Hill cleverly broke through several police barricades and successfully penetrated the city.
When he came to the complex terrain of the city, Ge Ge made use of the time difference between the police to close the encirclement net, and took Hill to abandon the car and escape into the night.
However, leaving the car does not mean that they are safe...Due to the weather, 95% of the people in the city stay indoors, and there are almost no vehicles and pedestrians on the street. Although Feng Bujue and Hill got out of the car, they were still surrounded by the police. If they were not careful, they might still be caught.
"Haha...haha...what shall we do now?" Hill ran, panting, and asked Jue what to do.
Feng Bujue’s physical fitness is much better than that of this perennial drunkard. Even though his body shrinks, he still feels breathless: "I am familiar with the arresting tactics of the American police. If the police force is sufficient, They usually make a "pocket" and drive their prey into it... and then tighten it tighter." He replied calmly, "This kind of tactic is very oppressive, and its efficiency and success rate are also good. However... also has obvious weaknesses."
"What...what?" Hill asked anxiously.
Now, Hill is not surprised that Brother Jue can say such a thing, he only asks Mr. F to take himself to escape.
"What is the fundamental difference between the police and the criminals in this confrontation?" Feng Bujue didn't answer Hill's question, but instead threw a question back.
"Uh... one is running, one is chasing?" Hill said casually.
"Heh..." Feng Bujue chuckled, and declined to comment on Hill's answer. He continued, "It's a psychological advantage...Mr. Hill." He glanced at Hill, "Let’s take you as an example. At this moment, you have taken yourself for granted as the “running” side. The police belong to the "chasing" party. That's why you will be caught."
"But this is true..." Hill replied.
"Then you said, why do you have to run?" Feng Bujue said again.
"Because the other party has so many people and guns!" Hill replied confidently.
"The number of people is relatively speaking." Feng Bujue continued, "Looking at it specifically...before their'pockets' are tightened, we only need to stay away from the main force responsible for'repelling'. The troops, choose any direction to run. The most encountered are two police cars... even one police car is blocked." He paused, "In other words, the number of people is two to two."
"But they have..." As soon as Hill wanted to emphasize the enemy's force, he saw that Brother Jue next to him took out a strangely shaped device from his suitcase, and he immediately changed his words, "Uh... What is this?"
"Compound anti-gravity catapult." Feng Bujue reported the name of this item, successfully deterring Hill, an ordinary person whose consciousness was still in the 1980s.
"This... is better than a gun, isn't it?" Hill asked after looking at it for two seconds.
"The power is close to the large-caliber artillery of the nineteenth century." Feng Bujue replied.
Hill heard the words and pushed his spit: "So that's it..."
"Most gangsters are difficult to escape once they are spotted by the police." Feng Bujue continued, "In contrast, those Jiangyang thieves... often managed to escape successfully. The reason...except for the gap in equipment and personal abilities. Mental attitude It's the root." At this point, he had led Hill through an alley and ran towards the bottom of an overpass. "Only when you push down the wall in your mind, will you really have the opportunity to overcome the obstacles in reality."
One minute later, the two of them had crossed under the overpass and came to the door of a second-hand car shop.
Squeak——
Said it was too late and it was fast, but seeing a police car suddenly drove out of the path in front of them, the driver hit the brake and made a beautiful flick, blocking the way in front of the two of them. On the way.
In the next second, the two police officers quickly opened the door and got out of the car without stalling, and raised their guns at Ge Ge and Hill.
"Police! Raise your hands! Put your hands on your head..."
Bang——
One of the police officers has not had time to finish speaking. I was hit by a trash can on the side of the road.
And the person who "launched" the trash can...Of course it was Feng Bujue. He had already reacted the moment the police car rushed out, using the catapult at the fastest speed to absorb a shot of "ammunition" that was close at hand.
The catapult is different from a gun... as long as the object it ejects is big enough. You don't need to aim very accurately, and you can make a perfect score with just a glance.
"Damn it!" Seeing his partner was stunned by the flying trash can. Another police officer who was on the other side of the police car quickly leaned down, used the front of the car as a cover, put the gun on the hood, pointed at Brother Jue and the others and shouted, "Put down the weapon! Otherwise I will shoot! "
"Put down the weapon, or I will kill your partner." Feng Bujue was completely unmoved, besides talking about it, he used a catapult to attract a "ammunition", held it in front of him, and threatened the opposite. Police officer.
The police officer raised his voice a little more: "Boy! I'll say it again! Let go of Wu..."
"Shut up, you!" Brother Jue yelled louder than the other party with his ten-year-old body, and interrupted him hoarsely, "I count three! If you are before the count is over Don’t get out and surrender... The trash can in front of me will hit your unconscious partner at a speed of 300 meters per second, and he will be disabled for life if he is not dead!"
"Police officer...I think you'd better do what he said..." Hill was already bent over and hid behind a low wall on the side of the road. After hearing the conversation outside, he raised his head. The voice shouted at the police officer, "...This kid can do anything! I advise you not to irritate him!"
"One!" Before Hill's voice fell, Feng Bujue had already started counting.
The police officer hiding behind the police car can be described as stressful at this time...First of all, he has not yet realized what was going on in the scene just now; second, even though he is holding the gun in his hand, he also looks at him. Where I was standing, but he could only see a trash can...
Obviously. Before the action, Feng Bujue had already thought out a complete countermeasure. The trash can used as "ammunition" was just suspended in front of him, covering most of the body of his ten-year-old child; besides. Because the police officer crouched behind the car and aimed, the angle of shooting was also restricted...To put it all together. Even if the policeman actually fired, the probability of Jue being hit is very slim.
"Two!" Feng Bujue quickly counted to the second sound, and didn't give the other party any extra time to think.
"Good! Good! I'll come out! Don't mess around!" Under the heavy pressure, the police officer compromised.
After he said twice, he raised the gun in his hand, slowly stood up straight, and moved around from behind the police car.
Normally, the side in control at this time should make the threatened side slow down as low as possible. Prevent the latter from playing tricks.
However...Feng Bujue chose this time...
"Are you [BEEP——] holding shit? I will stand up for you and me within three seconds and put the gun on the ground! Otherwise I will fire...one!" Jue Ge repeatedly exploded and started again counting.
The police officer really didn't expect this kind of unfolding. At the time, he was a little confused: "Okay... Calm down, I'll..." As he said, he walked forward quickly. Two steps, leaned over and put the gun on the ground.
Unexpectedly...
Bang——
The moment he bends down and lowers his head, Jue Ge didn't hesitate to hit him with a trash can and knocked him stunned.
When Hill heard the sound and peeked out from behind the low wall. Feng Bujue had walked to the side of the police car and found the guns of the two police officers.
"Don't froze, come over and drive." Feng Bujue put both guns in his pockets. Turned his head and said to Hill.
"They..." Hill trot over from a distance, looked down at the two policemen on the ground, "...will not die, right?"
"It's okay, this is just a faint, at most a slight concussion." Feng Bujue said terrifying lines very calmly.
What he said was not comforting Hill, but expounding the facts... If the catapult’s normal power is considered, attacking ordinary people at this distance is extremely likely to be fatal; but in this script, All of Feng Bujue's equipment skills were weakened just like his size, which allowed the two police officers to get their lives back.
"3204. 3204, please reply, how is the situation on your side? Over."
Just when Brother Jue and Hill got into the police car. The intercom in the car rang.
"What to do?" Hill looked at Brother Jue in a panic, "They must have reported through the walkie-talkie before they drove out..."
"Then just report it again." Feng Bujue said. I took out the [fraud pocket watch] and put it to my mouth for a few seconds, and then the intercom said, "This is 3204, sorry... it was a false alarm just now, everything is normal here, over."
When Feng Bujue used the voice of the police officer to speak to the walkie-talkie, Hill turned his head uneasily and looked at Brother Jue with a god-like expression. But he did not interrupt, just twitched the corners of his mouth a few times, and silently accepted this setting...
"Received, all units pay attention. The alarm at 3204 on the southwest side is lifted. It's over." Such a response soon came from the intercom.
When Feng Bujue heard this, he hung up the intercom with satisfaction, put away the cheating pocket watch, put his hands on his head, and leaned back: "Drive, lead the way."
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Nine twenty in the evening, in the castle.
After determining the policy of speeding up the pace, the efficiency of the blade has improved a lot.
After escaping from the Castlevania library, they passed through the two areas of [Wu Ta Hall] and [Huan Dream Palace]. During the period, they encountered countless large and small monsters, and several small ones.
Of course, for them, these are nothing...As Greedy Wolf said, the difficulty of this process is nothing more than the level of ordinary scripts.
The previous reasoning of Greed Wolf was very accurate--Feng Bujue was indeed busy with other things at the moment, and he did not intend to eliminate his opponent as soon as possible.
I've checked this point... The three of the blades are so powerful that they have killed [The Garden of Forgotten] in the blink of an eye.
"The monster is really getting stronger..." After killing a giant rooster that sprayed petrified light with its eyes, the breath of Seven Kills was finally a little messy.
"Moreover, speeding up the pace of marching... Objectively speaking, it really consumes more physical energy." Long Ge also continued.
"Don't worry... so many games have been played..." Greed Wolf continued, "How many times have we encountered the enemy in a full state? Most of the time... there are not five skills. The winner will be decided within."
"That's also..." Seven Killers smiled bitterly, "The master makes a move, a moment of life and death."
"Why didn't I think?" Long Ge laughed, "I often fight against a master for 300 rounds before I can tell the winner."
"Heh..." Greedy Wolf also laughed, "There are very few defensive combat players like you among the top players. It's okay in Thrillerland... If you change to a specific game, there are players like you. Participate in the competition... the viewing experience will be greatly reduced."
While they were chatting, the pace under their feet did not stop. At this point, another red door appeared in front of them.
When the three of them passed through another white corridor, the system prompted the arrival as expected: [Timer Tower].
"Oh...are you here..." As soon as the system prompts you, Greed Wolf said, "I am very impressed with this map..." He paused for a second, and recalled, "Remember When I was playing that Castlevania game, because I died here many times~IndoMTL.com~ So I checked the guide, and also when I checked the guide, I read some related knowledge about Castlevania."
"Oh? So...are there a lot of instant traps here?" Long Ge doubted.
"Or...the monsters here are so sharp?" Seven Kill also asked.
"That's not true." Greedy Wolf replied, "I realized later that the reason for always dying here...It's just that my hand is disabled."
"Cut~" Brother Long and Qisha cut in unison, and glanced at their political commissar with contemptuous eyes.
"But!" Every qualified political commissar often uses these two words in the middle and later sections of the conversation, and Greed Wolf is no exception. "According to my observation... the clock tower, we It should be possible not to fight."
Speaking, he took out the "treasure map". At this moment, in the treasure map originally made of graffiti in his hand, there were many clear geometric figures, and the outlines that were drawn... it seemed to be every space they passed through along the way. (To be continued) If you think Horror Park is very beautiful! Then please put the website of this site! Recommend to your friends to watch together!