Pan Dongqing skillfully changed into the magazine, pulled out the safety, and threw two Colt m1911a1 pistols to Pan Yang, while asking Pan Yang: "Do you know how to use things?"

Pan Yang shook his head and did not take the pistol thrown by Pan Dongqing. Instead, he picked up the M9 multi-functional saber in the box with a cold light and beautifully pulled a knife flower. "This kind of US special combat weapon has too much recoil. If I use it, the biggest possibility is that after firing a shot, the wrist will not be able to withstand the huge recoil dislocated. I will just take this knife. I have said that I know a little about everything!"

"Since that's the case, let's give these two guns to me!" As if she was afraid that Pan Yang would regret it, Tang Fang put away the two Colt m1911a1 pistols with no chance to cover up his ears and steal the bell.

Tang Fang is not worried about recoil at all now. It’s time to get angry and think about so much about it. The cold metal texture of the Colt m1911a1 pistol can give people a sense of security at this time.

"We won't just rush out and fight them with each other so straight!" Recalling the scene where the bullet passed by just now, Tang Fang subconsciously swallowed.

Thinking of this, Tang Fang said timidly: "Or we should stay here. The nightclub is so big, maybe they can't find this place at all..."

"The entire nightclub is only about three floors from top to bottom. From my observation of nightclubs these days, the area of ​​each floor of the nightclub should be 2,000 square meters. The average pace of a normal adult is between 65 and 70cm. That is to say, as long as the other party is willing, it only takes 15 minutes for them to search from the first floor to the third floor. Judging from the string of gunfire just now, the conservative number of people on the opposite side is probably not less than fifty people! When do you think we can hide here?" Pan Yang glanced at Tang Fang and said lightly.

"Why do you have to think about escaping? As long as you turn them all into blind people, this will not only delay their search for us, but also effectively resist. After all, even more than fifty people in the darkness are just decorations." Pan Dongqing obviously has a different view.

"A very good idea. If you can really follow your layout, maybe we can survive, but you missed a very important point - the power of this nightclub is controlled on the first floor, and now, the thugs are looking for us with guns and getting closer and closer! For safety on the third floor, the owner of the nightclub did not open the window here before, so we had no way to escape!"

"That's even more desperate, right? At least you have to bite off someone else's piece of meat! And is it impossible? I just like to challenge the so-called impossible!"

"you mean……"

“That’s right…”

...

Time passed by minute by minute, and faint footsteps gradually came from a distance.

Pan Dongqing took a deep breath. He knew that it would not take long before a fierce battle would come, and the threat of death was almost getting closer, but this made him feel more and more excited.

Somehow, Pan Dongqing suddenly remembered the conversation between Pan Yang and him just now, "I wonder how your marksmanship is?"

Is shooting skills? You will know soon! A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of Pan Dongqing's mouth.

You should know that perhaps every veteran reincarnation chooses different paths for their strengthening direction, but every veteran who survives from the newcomer stage has one thing in common, that is, his marksmanship is good. When his abilities are not yet perfect, guns are undoubtedly the ones that can increase his combat effectiveness. It is no exaggeration to say that every reincarnation is almost a sharpshooter who is one in a hundred.

The faint sound of footsteps stopped in front of the door. The next second, there was a loud "clang" sound, and the locked door was kicked open, accompanied by a dense burst of ak47 shots. The whole room seemed to be robbed in an instant, shattered.

"Not here! Go to the next room, the speed is fast!" A black man poked his head out and glanced at the room, then turned his head and ordered the others behind him, preparing to continue searching towards the next room.

A gunshot from "Bang!" indicated the beginning of the newcomers' counterattack.

The black man who poked his head out didn't even have time to react. A black hole appeared on the back of his head and fell to the ground like mud.

The gang members behind him were obviously stunned! After all, they were just a group of gangsters, not soldiers with strict ethics.

After four or five seconds, these people reacted.

"Da da da da da da da da da"

The gangsters, who were like frightened birds, pulled the trigger without thinking and poured their anger into the room where the door was kicked open.

"Click!"

Since the trigger was constantly pulling, the bullet did not burst out from the chamber.

And the slight sound of the bullet blew up was as if it was giving the opponent a signal to attack.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Pan Dongqing suddenly rushed out of the room like a sensitive ape. The gun in his hand shot three times in a row, and the gun shot the head, and one shot was fatal!

The gangsters seemed to be blinded all of a sudden, and kept retreating while shouting loudly for support.

Pan Dongqing was like a ghost on the battlefield. A gun and a simple bunker defeated the four or five people on the other side and ran away with their heads in their arms.

However, his battle situation was limited to this. With this wave of sneak attacks, other gangsters who heard the gunshots were coming quickly. As the number of people arrived, the firepower opposite Pan Dongqing began to become more and more powerful. Within a few minutes, a dozen firepower networks composed of ak47 directly pushed Pan Dongqing so hard that he couldn't raise his head.

Bullets kept firing on the simple bunker built by Pan Dongqing, as if Pan Dongqing would beat him into a sieve in the next second.

Pan Dongqing buried his head tightly on the ground. He was waiting for the next attack signal. He wanted to fight out of the gangster gunmen outside with just a few guns. That was not called bravery, it could only be called idiots.

Only by cutting off the power supply as planned before can they escape from the net of heaven and earth.

As bait, Pan Dongqing, who attracted all the attention of all enemies, can only pray secretly that Tang Fang and Pan Yang can successfully complete the previous agreement and cut off the power supply of the entire nightclub. Only in this way can the three of them have the chance to gain a glimmer of life.

To be fair, Pan Dongqing actually doesn't want to be this bait. If he doesn't have the noble sentiment of being ahead of others and sacrificing himself as others.

But helplessly, among the three, he was the only one who could become bait! It was even more unreliable to expect that Tang Fang, who could not even hold the gun, to hold the gangsters for a few minutes, than to pin his hopes on the other party not to kill them.

Pan Yang cannot deny that the other party is definitely a smart person, but he is just a smart ordinary person. It may be possible to hold up one or two gangsters, but attracting most gangsters is no different from seeking death. So the only candidate for this bait is him.

Fierce gunshots kept ringing, but Tang Fang and Pan Yang had quietly arrived on the second floor since when.

Tang Fang, who was following Pan Yang, hesitated for a moment and finally whispered like a mosquito, "Why don't we run away! Anyway, Pan Dongqing has attracted everyone to him. As long as we run out, it will be safe!"

Pan Yang looked back at Tang Fang with a strange look, "You won't forget who saved you just now!"

"I don't mean that! I mean, asking seniors to save him is a bit more cost-effective than taking risks like this! You say..." Tang Fang stammered, as if he wanted to prove that he was not an ungrateful ungrateful wolf. However, he felt that he could not convince himself by this powerless remark, so he simply shut up.

"Listen, we have to go down to the first floor and turn off the switch, or we will all die here!"

Pan Yang, who issued the ultimatum, turned his head and ignored Tang Fang and walked downstairs carefully. Tang Fang obviously knew that his teammate's words were inappropriate at this time, so he finally shut up and followed Pan Yang tremblingly.

There is a saying that makes sense. The more nervous you are, the more likely you make mistakes. Suddenly, Pan Yang, who was walking in front, stopped. He found that there were two bad-looking black men guarding with guns at the corner of the stairs in front, but Tang Fang, who was following behind, did not react at all and bumped into him unexpectedly.

"Dong!"

The slight collision sound attracted the attention of two black men.

The two black men gestured to each other's faces, then walked towards Pan Yang and the others with guns and toes.

As the corner was getting closer, Pan Yang seemed to be able to hear the other party's rapid breathing.

Can't wait any longer!

Pan Yang knew very well that Pan Dongqing upstairs couldn't last long. The earlier they pulled the switch off, the more safety they would be. The longer the time would be, the greater the danger they would be.

Thinking of this, Pan Yang no longer hid. He held the m9 multi-functional saber in his back hand and rushed out from the corner with a flash. The m9 multi-functional saber with a cold light flashed and two black men were hit by it.

Pan Yang's knife was steady and accurate, and he chose the place where he took the knife to get it very accurately, with the main artery located at his throat.

The warm blood seemed to finally find a breakthrough in his body, and suddenly rushed out and rushed to the height of the ceiling. The black man who was suddenly attacked subconsciously covered the throat of the cut artery. He wanted to shout, but he was severely injured and could not shout out at all. Blood was kept from the wound.

Pan Yang ignored the two black men. He knew that the two black men with the cut artery were dead. In a few seconds, the two men would die due to a lot of blood loss.

There was a sound of fast footsteps coming from the bottom of the stairs. Obviously, someone was coming from the first floor!

Pan Yang's face changed color instantly. Although he had just killed two black men in an understatement, those two strokes had almost exhausted all his strength. After all, if he talked about the big world, he was just an ordinary person. Being able to successfully kill the other party with one against two in such an environment can really be considered a way to do his best.

A Gundam's voice appeared at the entrance of the stairs. It was obviously shocked by the scene like the Shura blood field in front of him. For a moment, the black man was stunned.

However, Pan Yang on the side did not do anything about it. He suddenly shouted to Tang Fang on the side: "Why are you still standing there? Shoot and kill him!"

Tang Fang was very panicked. He was just an ordinary person, but now this wasteful student who had never even killed a chicken had to work hard to overcome his inner fear and learn how to kill people.

He subconsciously pointed the gun at the right gangster in front of him, closed his eyes, and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

The hand holding the gun handle tightly felt a huge force behind him, and his arms suddenly numb, and the gun in his hand fell directly to the ground.

Perhaps because of the high concentration of spirit, Pan Yang seemed to see the trajectory of the bullet flying at the moment when the bullet was out of the bore.

But unfortunately, the reincarnations are not the biological sons of the goddess of luck after all. This time, luck was not standing behind them.

The bullet shot from the Colt m1911a1 pistol from Tang Fang did not hit the black man in front of him, but completely missed.

Thanks to this gunshot, the black man also pulled the trigger as if he woke up from a dream.

"Da da da da!"

A hot fire snake emerged from the muzzle, and bullets roared and hit Tang Fang and Pan Yang, knocking the two into sieves.

What a pity. I couldn't live to see the main god they mentioned. With a little unwillingness, Pan Yang fell heavily to the ground and lost consciousness.

While the reincarnations here are working hard to survive, Gu Bai, the mastermind behind the main god space, was already full of joy. The new people who were highly concentrated in their spirits because of fear were always providing their spiritual power for the main god space.

"Are two more dead? In this case, there will be only one newcomer left this time! I wonder how long he can live?" Gu Bai stared at the virtual projector in front of him and spoke indifferently. It seemed that only two little ants died.

Although Pan Yang seemed to have great potential and even broke through the limit of mental power before he died, what could this happen? There are more people with potential among the reincarnationists, such as Abel who created his own skills, and Nath, the first wise man in the Gods' team, all died. Without growing to a certain level, the reincarnationists are just a consumable for Gu Bai.

In Gu Bai's opinion, the death of the two newcomers means that the main god space will have an additional resource reserve, that's all.
Chapter completed!