This was a modified version of gun-fighting, which could also be called a low-level version.
These spear swings were mainly done with the forearm and wrist, and the range of movement was quite small. The arc of each movement was short and fast, one after another, like endless waves, layer upon layer.
It was suitable for people with normal physiques and sharp reflexes.
Matt, John Wick and the others were very suitable for this modified version of gun-fighting, using their reaction speed and technique to make up for their lack of hand movement speed.
Selina was also learning this kind of gun-fighting.
In the future, Claire would be able to learn it if she was interested.
As for Luke's almost magical version of gun-fighting, which could leave afterimages with his hands, it required too much physical fitness, and John Wick definitely wouldn't be able to use it.
Also, V had used the complete version of gun-fighting in Swamp Park, so John Wick could only use this modified version, which focused more on technique.
"Left, he's on the left." Two snipers with walkie-talkies looked at the hitmen who were falling like wheat, and couldn't help but warn their companions frantically.
Boom! Boom!
Two more stun grenades detonated to drown out their shouts.
At that moment, it had been less than five seconds since the remote gunshots in the warehouse.
The gunshots and the three stun grenades happened to be fired at a rate of one every second, and didn't give the hitmen much time to think.
However, there were still too many veterans among the hitmen this time.
The quickest to react had already raised their guns and looked around.
The thug in the suit who was flashing in the darkness like a slideshow appeared in their line of sight.
"Left!"
"Left!"
The two top veterans roared without hesitation.
They didn't waste any time. With just the simplest word, everyone here would understand what they meant.
At the same time, they fired wildly.
The other veteran who reacted the fastest didn't say anything, but threw a stun grenade behind him before the two of them could shout. It was in the direction that Luke was closing in.
Most of the hitmen hadn't turned their heads yet, and almost all of them had their backs or sides to the stun grenade.
Thus, this stun grenade posed the greatest threat to Luke, who was the attacker. It could effectively slow down his attack and disrupt his rhythm.
The two veterans who were firing cursed inwardly, but they had to admit that their colleague was experienced and ruthless. They lowered their heads and closed their eyes.
This technique was quite effective. If it were any other opponent, they might have succeeded.
However, they weren't facing the real John Wick, but an equipment maniac who had Tony Stark's technological abilities.
The polarizing lens on Luke's face instantly turned silver like a mirror, but he didn't stop at all as he continued to charge forward.
Bang!
With a soft sound, a blinding white light shone. The dark night made it even more resplendent.
The originally dark open space of the factory instantly turned snow-white.
"Motherf * cker!" The snipers on the factory building behind them cursed in unison.
They were caught off guard by the flash grenade that was suddenly thrown in the dark. After all, they were still nearly a hundred meters away. Neither the scope nor the binoculars could see too much of the area.
But they were all looking in front of Luke, which happened to be where the flash grenade would land.
Instantly, their Khorium Ore Dog Eyes couldn't take it anymore. After the white light flashed, they felt that the world was pitch-black.
The snipers felt a chill in their hearts. This time, they might not have a chance.
It would take at least a few minutes for their eyes to recover a little. It was impossible for them to fight. At most, they could run.
If their colleagues couldn't kill Night Devil John, they wouldn't even have a chance to escape.
Their eyes couldn't see, but they could hear a series of gunshots ringing in their ears.
But in just ten seconds, the gunshots quickly died down.
The battle had ended so quickly? A few of the snipers could already feel the thick scent of death.
After the flash grenade exploded in the open space in front of the factory a moment ago, Luke wasn't alarmed. Instead, he was delighted.
Those who hadn't dodged the flash grenade would be blinded and completely lose the ability to fight. First published on the Chinese website
Those who had dodged the flash grenade needed at least two seconds to adjust to the rapidly changing light before they could lock onto their position again.
Except for one person.
The veteran who had thrown the flash grenade was wearing a tactical eyepiece that also had a strong light protection function. The flash grenade's timing was completely within his expectations, so his bullet flew over almost as soon as the flash was over.
He was very fast, but his accuracy was too low.
Luke didn't use the signature super high speed of the complete version of gun-fu. The modified version of gun-fu was a skill-based movement technique, and his speed was normal, but every move he made was misleading.
The veteran's bullets brushed past Luke in vain, but they were always off by a hair's breadth.
Every time he fired, the man's instincts told him that he could hit Luke, but Luke's next move was always unexpected. The fastest update on the New 81 website
Cell phone::/
In two seconds, he had fired more than ten bullets, but none of them hit Luke.
Luke zigzagged through the killers, his hands flying as they fell one after another.
By the time the veteran recovered from his erroneous train of thought and pulled the trigger, it was already too late.
From the moment the flash grenade lit up to the moment he fired a dozen bullets, it took less than three seconds. Luke's footsteps and guns didn't stop for a moment.
Even if he only used the modified close-range gunfighting technique, the two pistols would still shoot out four bullets every second.
Even worse, even at the speed of a normal person's jog, he had completely charged into the center of the killers' formation. Every second, four or five killers were enveloped within a ten-meter radius.
In three seconds, he quickly pushed from left to right, moving more than twenty meters.
Everywhere he went, killers were lying on the ground screaming or having their heads blown up.
Whether these people reacted fast or slow, whether they opened fire or not, they couldn't escape being hit within ten meters.
At that moment, the veteran who had thrown the flash grenade was also within ten meters of Luke.
Their gazes met for a moment, and Luke smiled.
The veteran's hair stood on end. Night Devil John never smiled when he killed people.
Pa!
A bullet pierced through his goggles. The veteran's body froze, and there was still a look of horror on his face. His body had already been pushed back by the bullet, and he leaned against the abandoned machine behind him, still and motionless.
He was the last person to be shot in this ambush, and the only person who had witnessed Luke's massacre from beginning to end.
His combat instincts were sharp, and his combat skills were excellent, but he could only endure greater despair.
He watched helplessly as Luke massacred his peers, who had been restrained by his flash grenades, with a speed that wasn't very fast.
In the end, he could only watch helplessly as Luke charged not far away and killed him with one shot.
The moment before he died, he finally realized that Night Devil John was far stronger than he had thought. It wasn't an injustice that he had lost.
The gunfire finally stopped for a moment.
It had only been a little more than ten seconds since Luke's ambush had started. The two Glocks in his hands had been emptied, and each of the thirty-four killers had a bullet.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
