571: C571 There Was No Need to Show Mercy

C571 There Was No Need to Show Mercy

3On the streets filled with smoke and smoke, more than 20 Indonesian thugs seemed to have been slaughtered by some kind of invisible and incomparably sharp weapon. Their entire bodies were torn apart, and the blood that sprayed out from their bodies formed strange red flowers in the air.

Those who were killed instantly were still alive, but those who were not able to breathe in a short period of time could taste what it meant to be alive rather than dead.

Those who had their limbs cut off and only had their bare torso left could only lie on the ground and scream endlessly. The pain went deep into their hearts, but they could not move at all.

Some of them were cut in half at the waist, and their intestines and internal organs were scattered all over the ground. They did not die, but because they were afraid of death, they crazily stuffed back the internal organs and intestines that had leaked out of their bodies in an attempt to preserve their lives.

There were also some who crawled towards their lower bodies, dragging a shocking bloody scar on the ground.

At this moment, they, who were supposed to be executioners, had become the targets of slaughter. The strong smell of blood and heart-wrenching screams made the street seem like an Asura hell.

When the thugs saw their twenty or so companions being slaughtered on the ground like pigs and dogs, they couldn't help but feel frightened.

The masked man in the distance waved his hands again. One of the agile Indonesian men shouted, "Get down! That guy knows magic!"

With that, he immediately fell to the ground. The others also realized what had happened. When they remembered that after the man had waved his arms, their twenty or so companions had suffered heavy casualties, so they instinctively fell to the ground.

More than ten of them, who were slow to react, did not have time to lie down. They felt a gust of cold wind blow on their bodies. Then, their eyes were dyed red by the blood that sprayed out of their bodies, and they ended up in the same state as the twenty or so people.

"Hurry up and shoot him to death! That must be the devil! Quickly kill him! If we don't kill him, all of us will die!" The Indonesian shouted again and took the lead to shoot Zhou Hao.

The rest of the people also picked up their guns and attacked Zhou Hao in fear and anger. The trained soldiers and policemen split into two groups and surrounded Zhou Hao from both sides of the street.

Facing the bullets, Zhou Hao was not afraid at all. He did not take half a step back. Instead, he rushed towards the thugs.

The incoming bullets were all blocked by his protective Genuine Aura. None of them could touch him.

There was a small burning truck in front of him. Zhou Hao, who had rushed over, lifted his leg and kicked it. The small truck, which was a few tons heavy, was sent flying by his kick and crashed into the thug on the other side.

"Ah! Run!"

Seeing the giant flying toward them, the thugs did not dare to stay where they were and ran away.

However, because they had a lot of people, they were blocked off in order to escape, and there was even a situation where people were stepping on them.

At that moment, the small truck had already landed and crushed a few thugs into meat paste on the spot.

Then, the van that was burning suddenly exploded, instantly killing more than ten people in the surroundings. A few people who were on fire were rolling on the ground, screaming, trying to put out the fire on their bodies.

In less than a minute, fifty to sixty thugs had been killed by Zhou Hao, which made the rest of them even more terrified. Especially when they saw Zhou Hao's murderous eyes behind the mask, it made them feel like they were in an ice cave.

At this time, several cannonballs with white smoke fell from the sky to Zhou Hao's side. Zhou Hao stopped, and those cannonballs landed on the ground beside him or hit him directly. Immediately, there was a violent explosion, and hundreds and thousands of small shrapnel flew out, shattering the windows of the surrounding buildings.

These were grenade grenades with a diameter of 85 mm. Each of them contained 900 shrapnel, which could kill people within 200 square meters.

The flickering flames and rolling smoke drowned Zhou Hao. The thugs who were deeply afraid of him also cheered excitedly. The few people in the distance who held grenades in their hands were even more happy as they clapped their hands to celebrate.

"That devil is not dead yet!"

Someone shouted, and the thugs' cheers immediately died down. They nervously looked at Zhou Hao and saw that there was still a figure standing in the thick smoke.

When the thick smoke dispersed, they saw Zhou Hao still standing there. Other than his clothes being slightly torn, there was no sign of injury. It made everyone suck in a breath of cold air and moan at the same time, "What kind of monster is this?"

While everyone was in a state of panic, a small missile flew in front of Zhou Hao with a fiery light.

The power of this small missile was many times stronger than a grenade. It was a weapon specially used to counter tanks or armed helicopters.

Zhou Hao raised his right hand and used his palm as a knife. He drew a crescent shaped curve and the small rocket instantly split into two.

It flew past Zhou Hao from both sides. It only exploded when it was more than ten meters away, creating a strong shock wave and burning heat wave. It knocked over more than ten thugs not far away, but it did not cause any harm to Zhou Hao.

The shock wave and heat wave came from behind, blowing Zhou Hao's clothes and making his clothes flutter. He stood proudly on the spot like a pine tree. His momentum shocked and scared people.

Zhou Hao stood still on the spot. His gaze passed the two to three hundred thugs and landed on the figure hiding behind them.

That guy was standing on a pickup truck of a military off-road vehicle. He was carrying a rocket launcher on his shoulder. The small missile just now was launched by him.

Although he was very shocked by Zhou Hao's inhuman ability, he did not show any weakness as he looked at Zhou Hao.

Zhou Hao had seen this guy's photo before, and he knew that this man was Francis, who Old Jiang had told him to kill Deng Deng Deng.

"Kill that devil! That devil is the enemy of God Shiva!

It is the enemy of our Shiva! If we don't kill him, all the Indonesian people will suffer!

If we kill that demon, we will be blessed by Shiva and ascend to a happy heaven!" Francis, who was standing on the off-road vehicle, shouted in Indonesian, "For God Shiva, for all Indonesian people, kill that demon!"

The thugs, who were afraid of Zhou Hao, regained their fighting spirit under the instigation of Francis. A few of Francis's trusted subordinates also took the lead and shouted, "Kill that devil! Kill that devil!"

Under the incitement of Francis, the hundreds of thugs also began to shout. The dozens of fanatical believers of the Shiva Sect in front of them seemed to have taken medicine and crazily rushed towards Zhou Hao.

Zhou Hao was not afraid. He walked to the side of the street and grabbed the steel lamp post that was as thick as a thigh and more than ten meters long.

With a push, the lamp post that was rooted in the cement ground was pulled out by Zhou Hao.

"Ha!"

With a cold shout, Zhou Hao let the lamp post in his hand sweep across the dozen or so people who were running in front of him. With a wave of his hand, the remaining people were sent flying like golf balls.

Zhou Hao was not satisfied. He carried this "killing weapon" and ran towards the thugs, smashing or sweeping. With every swing, he could kill at least ten people.

However, although this weapon could kill the enemies, it could not resist Zhou Hao's strength. After killing over a hundred thugs, it broke in half.

Even these cruel thugs had never seen such a way of killing. In their eyes, Zhou Hao was a real devil.

And the more it was like this, the more they agreed with Francis's nonsense. They believed that only by killing Zhou Hao could they save the Indonesian people and protect the God Shiva they believed in.

Therefore, even if their companions were killed, not only did they not escape, but they also made up their minds to "sacrifice themselves for humanity. " They wanted to kill Zhou Hao, this evil devil.

Francis, who was hiding behind the thugs, obviously did not believe in God Shiva. After seeing Zhou Hao's supernatural ability, he decisively prepared to escape.

Zhou Hao saw that the murderer wanted to escape, so he didn't agree. He pulled out an iron road sign from the side and threw it at Francis, who was far away, like a javelin.

When Francis saw the road sign, he was so scared that his scalp went numb, but he didn't lose his cool. He immediately asked the driver to drive the off-road vehicle forward.

After driving for two or three meters, the road sign landed where Francis was just a moment ago and sank deeply into the cement ground.

Looking at the road sign that only revealed a small part, Francis was scared and thought that if he left a moment later, he would have turned into a skewer.

Zhou Hao's attack did not work, but he did not plan to let Francis escape. He rushed forward more than ten meters, then stomped on the ground with his feet. He flew more than ten meters away from the ground and chased after Francis.

"That demon wants to hurt Sir Francis, hurry up and beat him down!"

The Indonesian thugs below roared and raised their guns to attack Zhou Hao in the air.

Although Zhou Hao was not afraid of the bullets, the force of the bullets had weakened his movement.

Moreover, a thug below threw a grenade at Zhou Hao and exploded right next to him. Zhou Hao, who had no leverage in the air, had no choice but to fall down due to the impact of the explosion and fell into the encirclement of the thugs.

"Since that's the case, I'll just kill all of you. " Zhou Hao was angry that these guys were obstructing him and hated their atrocities against the Huangs. Therefore, he didn't wait for them to attack him and used 100% of his power to kill these beasts who didn't deserve to be human.2

Ever since he had a powerful martial art, Zhou Hao had never tried to use 100% of his power even in the face of Supreme Expert, who was like Big Boss and Taro. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to control himself and hurt the innocent.

However, Zhou Hao did not need to show any mercy to these beasts whose hands were stained with the blood of the Huangs.

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