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Whoosh!

The moment the gunshot sounded, Wendell's body retreated violently, the whole person seemed like an arrow offline, in the darkness of the chemical plant room, surprisingly brought up a gust of wind instantly, his body pulled out several streaks of shadow.

Bang! Bang!

In this instant, two more shots rang out, but Wendell had long since disappeared.

After the gunshots rang out, the plant fell into silence. The gunman in the darkness would never be easily exposed until he was sure if Wendell had been hit. The dark factory building was definitely a perfect place to hide.

However, no one would have thought that whether they were exposed or not had nothing to do with the darkness at all, as long as Wendell was willing, he could see where the gunmen were hiding at any time.

But Wendell did not move all the same, he sat behind a machine with a cold smile on his lips and a cold glint in his eyes. The situation just now was so close and yet so dangerous that if not for a sudden sense of crisis rising in Wendell's heart, he would have fallen to the ground and become a corpse by now.

The opponent was not simple!

This was Wendell's first judgment, because the darkness had no effect on Wendell at all, and the other party was able to hide so that he could not see, and before he shot his gun, it was so silent that he did not even hear the sound when the other party pulled the trigger, which undoubtedly indicated that the other party was a master, shooting extremely fast, and had long been ambushed nearby, waiting for his arrival.

Where did so many experts come from?

Wendell couldn't help but frown, with an expert like this hiding in the shadows, I'm afraid things will become very troublesome today.

However, Wendell was in no hurry, this scenario, which he had likewise experienced in the training system, and the opponent was also a black-faced instructor, was definitely much more difficult than this current opponent!

At this moment, Wendell was like a fierce tiger about to pounce on its prey, and like a poisonous snake about to attack, not only dangerous in itself, but also full of patience.

In fact, there was another reason why Wendell was not the least bit worried.

In Wendell's opinion, although this opponent was very clever, his marksmanship was really uncomplimentary. Just now, the opponent was ambushed all the way there, from the time he rushed over to the time he retreated, so long before and after, the opponent fired three shots, but he didn't hit himself with a single shot.

It was a pity that such a person used a gun.

If it was a highly skilled sniper, even in the dark, he could definitely hit himself completely by feel. But this opponent now, although he was accurate in his judgement and extremely fast in his shooting, the shot alone was enough to be a fatal obstacle for him.

If this opponent had used a weapon that he was good at, Wendell believed that he might have been injured by now, and despite having done confidence in his own hands, he couldn't guarantee that his opponent would not be even better!

However, in this aspect of using a gun, Wendell could be sure that that guy was definitely not his opponent.

Therefore, Wendell could wait patiently, believing that the other party must not be as patient as himself, because there were seven other people here, and these seven people could not all be experts, and as long as one of them revealed a flaw, it would be extremely detrimental to them all.

Sure enough, a moment later, on the opposite side of the first floor corridor, there came a smug laugh: "Wendell, I know it's you. Since you've come here, I guess those people outside are already unavoidable, right?"

Wendell didn't say anything, still sitting there quietly, except that in his hands, at some point, there were a few more small stones.

"Since you are here, why do you need to hide your head, why not just come out and meet me in a big way, I promise I won't shoot you!" Seeing that Wendell didn't answer, the voice rang out again.

Wendell also had a few more small stones in his other hand, he gently tossed one of them up and flicked his finger the moment it landed.

Swoosh!

A sharp cracking sound suddenly rang out, and in a flash, the stone actually seemed like a bullet, shooting towards the opposite corridor like lightning.

Bang, bang, bang!

The sound of sharp footsteps interspersed with a popping sound came from the corridor on the first floor opposite, and the last sound was the sound of a small stone hitting the wall opposite. This abandoned chemical factory, from the factory building to the stairs and offices inside, was built with that easy building material, with the walls wrapped in a layer of iron outside.

That last pop just now was the sound of stones hitting the iron skin!

The Barotic footsteps were obviously the sound made by the gunman dodging the stones.

The corner of Wendell's mouth pulled up a slight curve, and his voice rang out at once: "With strength like yours, how can you fight me?"

The other side didn't answer, but fell silent.

It was only after a long time that the voice sounded out quietly, "Wendell, I have to admit that I underestimated you before. Just with that blow you made just now, it was enough to be called an expert. I take back what I just said, if you come out, I will definitely shoot!"

"Even if you shot, would you be able to hit someone?" Wendell Humphed, he had already heard out that this voice speaking across the street was the one who had called him three days ago, to think that this person would personally come to snipe himself with a gun.

"It seems that, but not even a single word from an enemy can be trusted!" Wendell gritted his teeth and thought.

Side ears listened to the opposite side, there was no more sound, but, the few gunshots just now had alerted the remaining eight people, the sound of messy footsteps immediately resounded in the plant, although these people all tried to walk on tiptoe or with minimal force, but how could they conceal it from Wendell's ears?

There were two hiding at the door, three on the first floor and one in the southern office. This man's breathing was heavier than the others, but not as hurried as the others, so he should be a leading figure with two tricks on his hands.

"It seems that this person is the boss of those thugs!" Wendell thought within his heart, "There is one upstairs who hasn't come down yet, so that means there are two others who haven't appeared yet."

Wendell looked at the stones in his hand, there were only six.

He took his jacket off, looked around and threw his clothes upwards with a violent

Bang, bang, bang, bang!

Dense gunshots suddenly rang out, and Wendell's jacket was instantly beaten into a sieve, flying through the air. At the same time, Wendell stood up immediately after his clothes, the stones in his hands, as if they had become a life-threatening and terrifying talisman.

His hands were like playing a piano, his fingers flicking out like lightning.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

The stones shot up.

"Ah…!"

The screams of misery suddenly rose and fell as all six stones struck, each one, accurately hitting an opponent in the dark. If anyone could see clearly what was happening in the factory, they would have been shocked to find that when the stones hit those fighters, the stones were really like bullets, hitting the human body so hard that if they hit the bones, they could break them instantly!

Such power was really unbelievable!

But to Wendell, this was just the effect of activating the bio-current and hitting with the energy of the current, it wasn't that unusual!

When all the stones had been struck, Wendell crouched down calmly again, his body twisted strangely a few times, and disappeared into the darkness.

"Stop shouting!" A roar rang out from the office to the south, "All MDs Bellt up!"

Everyone instantly Bellt up, not daring to scream any more, but that painful moaning sound that was pinned in their throats made it even creepier to hear.

"Come out! Come out here!"

In the south office, the voice roared again, "I don't care who you are, injuring my brothers, even if you have three heads and six arms, you won't be able to leave here safely today, get out of here immediately, you can suffer less, if it's the old man who pulls you out, you'll definitely regret coming into this world!"

On the first floor, a sturdy figure kept growling, but on his face, there was a hint of fear, the other party's unpredictable body, coupled with the stones that would strike at some point, really made his heart jump.

As a petty leader, in all the years he had been on the road, he had never encountered anything more bizarre than this, let alone seen anyone more terrifying than this current opponent.

At that moment, a mighty wind suddenly rose up, and he was so startled that he turned his hand to shoot, but was instantly grabbed by the wrist, and a voice rang in his ears, "It's me!"

The young leader was instantly surprised: "Mr. Wen!"

The voice from before whispered, "Don't talk, follow me!"

The little chief immediately nodded and followed Mr. Wen quietly into the office, and the two of them said something in a very small voice, not knowing what they were saying.

In the factory workshop on the ground floor, the few battered and injured thugs, each wailing miserably, just drowned out the voices of Mr. Wen and the little leader.

No one noticed that just down the corridor, directly opposite the office on the first floor, a faint black shadow stood there, in his hand, holding a machete.

This black shadow was no other than Wendell, who had just disappeared. He was standing on a high place, looking down on the entire factory floor, and with his superior eyesight and hearing, he finally found the last two people who had not appeared.

He grabbed the railing with his hand and gently descended the stairs, silently.

"Mr. Man, how did the other side get so good?" Just as he entered the office, the little chief wiped cold sweat straight away, "We haven't even touched the other side's hair, and we've already lost almost all our men!"

Mr. Man's face was also gloomy, but in the darkness, the little leader could not see it.

"I told you guys a long time ago that the person we were going to ambush was very strong and an expert, but you guys didn't draw your attention to it!" Mr. Wen gave a low hum: "Can anyone be blamed for ending up in this situation?"

The young leader could not help but fall silent.

"Ah! Ah…!" 2 screams suddenly came from the southernmost part of the factory, and everyone could not help but jump in shock, the little head in the office even looked like someone had stepped on his tail, and almost did not jump up.

Mr. Wen even let out a stifled cry. Those two men, the last two ambushes he had arranged, had never thought that they would be broken by Wendell so easily!

However, until now, they still couldn't find Wendell's shadow, and a fearful and eerie atmosphere began to spread in the factory!

To be continued....