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Home > Fantasy > Fatal Shot > Chapter 897

Chapter 897

Words:2091Update:22/06/17 17:27:52

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33% HP!

Under the continuous attacks of the six players, within a few seconds …

This Tyrant T-200's HP had already dropped to one-third.

"Pu!"

Before the Tyrant T-200's arm recovered from the impact of Number 88 Heavy Armor Warrior's alloy shield.

A black shadow wearing Light Armor flashed.

Seizing the opportunity, Feng Luo's "Killing Wolf" was already at an optimal angle that did not waste any energy.

It pierced into its chest, which had become weak under the effects of Number 009 Sniper's special freezing bullet and Number 222 Doctor's defense-reducing potion bullet.

And the infected parasite that was crawling on the heart!

“-20045!”

“-9000!”

Tyrant T-200, 4% HP remaining!

"Bang!"

With the Legendary Grade sniper rifle in Number 09 Sniper's hands, the last bullet pierced through the Tyrant T-200's head!

This T-V virus Commander Grade infected and parasitized unit with more than 100,000 HP did not even have the chance to make an effective counterattack before it died.

"You participated in killing the Tyrant T-200, Level 51, Commander. Kill Contribution: 34.2% … Obtained EXP … Merit Points …"

The system notification appeared in everyone's vision.

"Too easy!"

Little Fatty canceled the energy wind blade in his hand that he had gathered but had no use for since the Tyrant T-200 had been killed.

He stared at the items dropped by the Tyrant T-200 with a face full of surprise.

This battle was indeed very easy.

It could be said that he had gotten rid of the Tyrant T-200 without suffering any injuries.

Moreover, the entire battle had ended in less than 10 seconds. It was so fast that it could not have been any faster.

Every one of them had decent equipment. In fact, every one of them actually had at least one piece of Legendary Grade equipment.

Speaking of which, they also had the ability to solo some low-level Commander Grade units, but they had never been so relaxed before.

The reason for this was naturally, to a large extent, due to the tacit cooperation that they had honed in the previous battles.

Of course, it was also thanks to the restrictions that Feng Luo and Number 88 Heavy Armor Warrior had on the Tyrant T-200.

The Tyrant T-200 dropped an anti-virus serum. Feng Luo, who was still playing the role of an NPC, naturally did not participate in the distribution.

In the end, the few of them distributed the anti-virus serum to Heavy Armor Warrior No. 88, who had performed the best in the battle.

After that, he dragged the Tyrant T-20's corpse out of the elevator.

The group of people entered the elevator and took the elevator up.

In order to avoid some trouble in the middle, they even specially used the smart "Hummingbird" program of the special agent playing watch to modify the control program of this elevator.

This made it impossible for anyone else to use it before Feng Luo and the others returned.

After reaching the tenth floor, things became much simpler.

"Pa!"

The intelligent metal traction anchor that was shot out from Agent Wang Diao was accurately fixed on a higher railing in the opposite hotel.

Then, under the cover of darkness, the six of them flew over the ten-meter distance between the hotel and the residential building at a height of tens of meters.

"You guys go to the target's location to rescue them. After rescuing them, immediately protect the target and return the way we came. I'll go to the first floor."

After landing on the ground with a roll, Feng Luo turned to face the five of them.

The Rebel Army Sniper player definitely needed to be taken care of because his position was above the target's room.

"Yes!"

The five of them nodded.

After that, Feng Luo flipped from the tenth floor of the hotel to the eleventh floor with his back against the wall.

"Ow!"

Compared to the landing point, the tenth floor was very quiet and did not have any infected bodies.

The eleventh floor was the same location, but it was an open-air hot spring swimming pool.

The moment Feng Luo flipped and landed, he heard a dull roar.

"Puff!"

“-12069!”

The cold metal glove held the knife with one hand, and the blade of the Kill Wolf slashed horizontally.

With a single slash, he pierced through the head of a Caucasian male infected who was only wearing swimming trunks. He had a rather handsome face and was leaping out of the pool.

"Pa!"

“-8987!”

After that, Feng Luo's right foot, which was wearing an alloy combat boot, landed a kick on the chest of the male infected NPC, whose head was pierced but body was still moving.

The explosive strength and speed attributes, under the bonus of "Master Martial Arts," kicked the infected body back into the swimming pool.

This caused him to spit out a pile of blood mixed with internal organs. The bones in his chest were completely broken, and his chest was completely caved in. His body twitched a few times in the swimming pool and then stopped moving.

"Ow … Ow …"

However, more infected bodies were rushing toward Feng Luo from all over the pool's shore and in the water.

There were at least 20 of them.

"Puff …"

Feng Luo even noticed that …

A few infected parasites had rushed out of the pool that was dyed red and were rushing toward him.

Only God knew how these things had gotten to the top of this eleven-story building.

Could it be because there was a swimming pool on this floor, and although the infected worms cultivated by the Tyrant Leech were afraid of fire, they liked water?

Speaking of which, Feng Luo felt that he really admired these NPCs.

In a city of ice and snow like the White City, there was actually an open-air swimming pool. Moreover, there were still so many people having a swimsuit party in the pool at night.

As expected of a city with a warring race as its background!

"Puff!"

“-10870!”

The blade of the Kill Wolf mercilessly cut off the neck of a Caucasian NPC with blonde hair, blue eyes, and a pair of very white long legs, who was rushing toward Feng Luo.

"Dong!"

After that, he kicked the body of the sexy female NPC into the pool, creating a huge splash.

However, there were a lot of infected NPCs who were wearing swimsuits and had very good figures. They were struggling in the water with blood flowing out, as if they were asking for help.

Feng Luo glanced at them again and felt that it was a pity.

Young girls of the warring race were indeed very attractive before they got married.

Feng Luo was having a great time killing them.

The infected bodies at the pool party were probably because a large number of parasites had been parasitized in an instant.

As a result, although these people had become infected, they had no source of "food" and could not obtain enough energy to evolve to the Commander grade.

And they were only Elite-grade infected bodies.

Without a doubt, for Feng Luo, who was wearing the Legendary Tyrant Armor, they were not a threat at all.

"Puff!"

“-10356!”

In the end, Feng Luo finished off a female infected body with long platinum hair and a leopard-print swimsuit that was rushing toward him. He used his alloy knife to pierce through her chest and nailed the parasite inside to death.

Feng Luo had already walked to the transparent glass door of the sealed pool, which was covered in blood and handprints.

Clearly, this was the reason why the infected bodies were so concentrated.

Of course, for Feng Luo, breaking this kind of door was not difficult at all.

However, Feng Luo stopped in front of the door.

Because he wanted to finish off the Sniper player.

But it was not Yi Cong who wanted to do it himself.

"Buzz …"

On the other side of the transparent door, a black hole slowly formed.



"What's that sound?"

In a room on the 11th floor of the hotel near the plaza, the Rebel Army Sniper player seemed to have heard something.

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