Son-in-law's Romantic Life

When he heard the words that came out of my mouth, Lin Guodong could only feel a dull expression on his face.    

My god! Could it be that I haven't gone completely berserk yet?    

Am I really just being provoked now?    

If I really go berserk, how terrifying would the result be? It was simply unimaginable.    

The cold voice made Sabu and the others suck in a breath of cold air. But when they lowered their heads and looked at the gun ammunition in their hands, they suddenly felt confident again.    

Now, only this guy was left. They did not believe that this guy could still escape.    

"Shoot, kill him, kill him..." Sabu screamed loudly.    

In an instant, the muzzle of the gun was raised once again, and numerous bullets shot towards my body.    

Previously, when Zhang Wei opened fire, I was able to catch them, but this time, the bullets were too dense. Even if they couldn't cause any harm to my body, when they hit my body, it should still hurt, right? I am a person... I am slightly afraid of pain, so I should avoid it.    

His two legs desperately intertwined and almost became the tires of a car, spinning rapidly.    

His body was like a gust of wind, whistling through the air.    

With a bang, he did not make any attack. His body only collided with a terrorist's body, causing him to fly backwards. The terrorist's body crashed into the companion behind him, causing the two of them to roll far away. It was distorted beyond recognition.    

In the next second, his right hand suddenly stretched out, grabbed a person's neck, and flung him backwards.    

Right behind him, a grenade had just been thrown over.    

With a bang, it exploded.    

The corpse exploded.    

There was a storm of blood everywhere.    

Before I could even finish my actions, my body had already left my original position. Those people were desperately trying to lock onto my body.    

However, I couldn't do it. All the bullets could only helplessly land behind me.    

If these people were to shoot randomly, perhaps they would be lucky enough to bump into me. But now, if they wanted to aim at me, the bullets would not be able to catch up to my speed.    

With a flash, his body appeared beside another terrorist. He reached out and grabbed the man's waist. Two Koshka scimitars instantly appeared in his hands.    

Koshka scimitars were also called Koshka Sabers. They were shaped like lackeys, but they were exceptionally sharp. When they were in close combat, they were extremely powerful.    

The knife blade directly slashed across the man's neck, cutting through him.    

Another human life disappeared.    

What kind of enemy was this?    

Sam and Archimedes' pupils contracted violently, their bodies trembling.    

They originally thought that killing this person was a very easy task and could be completed easily. But now, they finally understood that the person standing in front of them was not an ordinary person at all. He was a genuine monster.    

To be able to easily dodge bullets, even if there were bullets occasionally hitting his body, they would fall down along his body, completely unable to penetrate his body.    

Such a terrifying monster had never been seen before in their entire lives.    

True God, is this the demon that you descended to test our people?    

More than a hundred terrorists had died in a short period of time.    

Moreover, all of them had been killed at close range. This was probably the most terrifying part.    

Lin Guodong's throat was also twitching.    

He wasn't killed, he was left alive. Of course! ... Lin Guodong didn't think that these people were kind for a moment. He knew... He was a hostage. If the reinforcements from North Frontier Prison showed up... You can also use yourself as a threat, though it may not be of any use.    

Initially, when Lin Guodong saw Ye Chen, he was a little excited, thinking that he might be able to help them get rid of the danger this time.    

However, when he saw those people shooting indiscriminately, his heart once again fell into despair.    

How could a single person deal with so many fully armed terrorists? It was virtually impossible.    

However, he did not expect that after the battle had progressed to this stage, he would actually have the chance to see the most tragic and terrifying scene in the world.    

Lin Guodong's heart was filled with excitement when he saw those terrorists lying in a pool of blood. The number of terrorists was increasing.    

Kill! Kill all these people!    

Dingdang!    

Koshka's curved blade blocked in front of him and directly sent a bullet flying.    

My target has already been locked onto Sam, Sabu, and Akam. There are only a bunch of small fries around me, so it's not a big deal.    

The bloody massacre seems to never end. The bullet in my hand is clearly the most fatal weapon, but it can't hit this person at all.    

No matter how many bullets I shoot, this guy can dodge by a hair's breadth. The two cold weapons in my hands, on the other hand, have turned into the sickle of the god of death.    

His body was like a butterfly piercing through flowers, shuttling back and forth in the crowd. The two Kokulkan military knives in his hands were constantly waving. Every time he waved them, there was a large amount of blood.    

His rotating body, which was carrying the weapon in his hand, tore through the air in midair. It seemed to be accompanied by an ear-piercing screech as it swiftly sliced through a person's throat.    

Before the corpse fell to the ground, the Kokulkan military knife in his hand had already left his hand and directly drilled into the throat of a person in front of him.    

Before the person beside him could fall to the ground, the military blade on his waist had already been snatched away.    

That scene seemed to not only be a massacre, but also a bloody dance.    

The fluttering blood caused this scene to have a strange aesthetic feeling in the midst of terror. The blood that danced in the air was as bewitching as pearls.    

Pffft... Pu! Pu!    

The military knife slashed again and again, and the number of living people on his side became fewer and fewer, while the number of people lying on the ground increased.    

The number of bullets on his body also decreased, and there was already a layer of dense bullet shells on the ground.    

However, this was completely useless. No matter how powerful a weapon was, if it couldn't hit a person's body, it would be trash.    

Intense fear would really cause one to collapse.    

Even Sam and the others could not bear it. They suddenly screamed and pointed the gun in their hands at Lin Guodong's head. "Stop, or I will kill him."    

Sam screamed.    

The rapidly approaching figure in front of him suddenly stopped.