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Chapter 1312 Chapter 1328 Spin and jump with my eyes closed (2 updates)

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    The gangsters who were chasing Luke began to put down the night vision goggles on their helmets. A few seconds later, four five-person teams entered through several doorways. Someone outside set traps at the door, and the groups locked an entrance and exit.

    In this way, the night devil will be unable to fly.

    The two sides will have a dog fight in this building until the winner is decided.

    Luke, who quickly went up to the third floor, looked at the suddenly dark building and laughed: It seems that the other party does not have a thorough understanding of the title Night Demon!

    He casually replaced the magazines of the two guns and inserted them back into his waist. He raised his hand and took off a pair of handicrafts on the wall.

    This three-story building has an ordinary shape, but there are few windows and doors, and not many rooms. Moreover, it is full of layers of museum shelves, and all kinds of cold weapons are placed on the shelves.

    So there are no windows here, because it is not used to live in, but a collection of cold weapons.

    Luke is not sure whether these cold weapons are cultural relics, but there are indeed many weapons that are very old in style and smell, and there are also many imitations that are obviously made with modern technology.

    There are many styles of these cold weapons, ranging from finger knives, sabers, daggers, long swords, and two-handed swords, to machetes, scimitars, sabers, and other flails, shields, hooks, spears, and war hammers.

    "The weapons Luke just took off were a pair of one-handed axes.

    The ax head is forty centimeters long, the ax surface is small and delicate, and there are complicated patterns etched on it.

    It is better to say that they are weapons than they are modern handicrafts.

    Luke could smell the chemical smell on it, which was leftover from etching the ax pattern.

    But he won¡¯t take them away. It doesn¡¯t count as illegally obtaining other people¡¯s property. Use it to kill a few people and leave some usage fees before leaving. The system dad will not deduct points.

    After passing a place, Luke's eyes suddenly moved and he stopped.

    Immediately, he stood in front of a line, stuck an ax in his back, tinkered for a while, connected a smartphone to the line, then asked Polaris to send a BGM to it, and clicked to play.

    Raising points is boring, but life must be interesting. Someone decided to have a little fun on this trip to earn points.

    At this moment, the four groups entered the building and were covering each other in pairs, looking for Luke.

    Except for the slightest rustle of footsteps, the building was silent.

    Suddenly, a burst of intensive drum beats sounded from light to heavy, startling the gangsters.

    Then the saxophone was mixed with the drums, coming in waves. The rhythm was like a raging torrent under the dark night that was gathering strength until it exploded.

    Soon the gangsters realized that this was the sound coming from the collection hall¡¯s public address system.

    Everyone involuntarily increased their vigilance, and the commander outside looked solemn: "Hold on, don't be anxious. Reduce the speed of advancement and be ready to fire at any time."

    But on the third floor, Luke was holding two axes, leaning his body leisurely, and moving sideways to the stairs with his unhurried footsteps following the sound of drums.

    The ax in his hands alternately moved in front of him. He followed the beat, his body and head swayed, and he went down to the second floor step by step.

    Then he wandered to the museum shelf next to him, squinting his eyes slightly, looking at the weapons on the museum shelf as he moved forward, enjoying this rare quiet time.

    The four gangster teams quickly completed the search on the first floor and found nothing, and gathered at the stairs.

    The leader turned around, made some tactical sign language, then patted the gangsters behind him and motioned to come forward.

    A group of people filed forward.

    Listening to the slight but clear series of footsteps, Luke smiled, still doing the ax dance in the museum shelf unhurriedly, sliding forward in small steps.

    The four groups went up to the second floor, and the weird music was still playing in their ears. The music was getting faster and faster, and it seemed to be reaching a climax.

    After getting rid of the tension in their hearts, the four groups of people divided into two directions and pushed forward.

    Then a gangster who was walking in front on the right suddenly stopped and pulled the trigger in his hand.

    The sound of gunshots broke the harmonious music, and all the gangsters immediately surrounded this location.

    The two groups advanced through the passage on the left side of the stairs, while the two groups dispersed through the passage on the right where they fired first.

    Just as they were moving forward rapidly, Luke made a few small jumps from the top of the museum shelf, as comfortable as a child crossing a river on stones, and escaped from the two sides.

    At the last moment when he stepped off the museum shelf, his mind force supported the sole of his foot just right.He let go of the force of his falling body and stood silently in the left passage.

    In front of him was the back of the heads of two groups of ten gangsters.

    Luke hummed a rhythm in his heart, which perfectly matched the music of the broadcast system. His footsteps seemed to be sliding on the ice, floating towards the two groups in front of him.

    The sharp blade of the craft ax is like the fangs of a beast, raised high and falling quietly.

    With two sounds of seemingly invisible flesh and bones being broken apart, the two gangsters at the back stiffened but did not fall down for a while.

    Luke specially chooses the moment when their feet land on the ground and their body center of gravity is the most stable. Of course, he will not let them rush to the street immediately.

    These two people did not die immediately, but they had their cervical nerves cut off, and they still had time to witness the attack with their own eyes - as they saw it from their teammates in front.

    In the night vision device, a figure floated out from among them, with his body slightly bowed and holding an ax in both hands?

    Although he moved forward quickly, he still followed the beat of the music, and his body and ax were shaking rhythmically.

    This person is actually still dancing?

    The two gangsters who were on the verge of death were full of confusion: Why dancing?  Who did he meet?

    Amidst the doubts and reluctance of the two of them, they saw the ax in the figure's hands suddenly flash, and the two companions stood stunned on the spot.

    They suddenly realized: It turns out that this is how I died.

    With this thought, consciousness falls into eternal darkness.

    Luke didn¡¯t care about the extra temporary onlookers behind him. He just spun and jumped, and could even swing an ax with both hands with his eyes closed.

    The ability to master primary combat is not given in vain.

    Although he doesn¡¯t have many opportunities to use an axe, and he has just acquired this pair of axes, he is like a veteran who has been immersed in this skill for more than ten years.

    This pair of axes looks quite beautiful, but its center of gravity is unstable and is by no means a good weapon suitable for actual combat.

    But in his hands, they were like a pair of obedient elves, following his dance movements.

    The sound of music and the slight noise of the group's own advance masked the sound of the ax breaking through the flesh and neck bones.

    Luke floated through the group of gangsters in an almost skillful display.

    The two groups of people whose attention is temporarily focused on the front are like wooden dummies with their backs to him, raising and falling axes one after another.

    Until the team leader who was walking in the front turned his head and habitually wanted to see how the team members behind him were following up, he felt that his eyes were blurred and his Adam's apple was cold.

    With his eyes wide open, he didn't know what was happening. In a daze, his body was pressed against the wall by the axe. He was stiff, leaning there.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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