Taking advantage of the chaos just now, Mr. Wang fired his gun at the fastest speed in his life, but when Qianye shot down five people outside and then hit his arm with another shot, his gun hadn't been raised to the position where he could aim !
This should never be done! Not to mention the speed of the gun, Mr. Wang has a first-level warrior ability, and gunpowder weapons are not enough to make him lose his ability to move. However, Qianye's shot hit the vital joints, making him unable to lift his entire arm.
Surprised and frightened, Mr. Wang clutched his arms and said in a voiceless voice: "You are definitely not an ordinary person! You... who are you?"
The speed with which Qianye fired his gun was the only thing Mr. Wang had ever seen in his life, and since he broke into the door, even when he was talking, he didn't make any unnecessary movements. This is the most authentic military demeanor, and it is by no means something that ordinary special forces can train.
Although the information shows that Qianye is only a first-level soldier, Mr. Wang already knows that there is definitely something wrong with it. With the speed, strength, and terrifying judgment and precision Qianye has displayed so far, when it comes to the battlefield, even those Third-level masters are also likely to die in his hands.
How could such a master hide in a small rural place in Lighthouse Town and open a shabby little bar
Qian Yexiang didn't see Yan Huo and Mr. Wang breaking through the wall. He picked up a magazine, reloaded it, and then sparks suddenly shot out from the muzzle of the gun. Two shots hit Yan Huo's knees respectively, causing him to fall to the ground with a scream when he had already run to the stairs.
Then Qianye leaned out from the railing and fired four more shots. This time it was his turn to climb over the railing and jump directly to the first floor, and Mr. Wang, who was about to run out of the gate, yelled, was shot in both hands and legs, and fell to the sky. fall.
Qianye looked at the obviously shoddy gun in his hand, and shook his head helplessly. Four shots were fired, each shot failed to break Mr. Wang's bones, at most it was a flesh injury. As a first-class soldier, Mr. Wang definitely still has room to resist.
When the first force node is activated, the physical fitness of the practitioner will be greatly improved, which is about half of that before the cultivation. After that, every time you upgrade, your physical fitness will continue to improve. In this way, when facing high-level soldiers, gunpowder firearms will increasingly appear to be insufficient in power, and will gradually withdraw from the stage.
Qianye easily jumped down from the third floor, picked up another magazine, put it on without haste, and then walked up to Mr. Wang, "I forgot to mention just now, I don't like you very much either."
Qianye raised his pistol and pointed it at Mr. Wang's forehead. A cunning flashed in Mr. Wang's eyes, but there was a frightened expression on his face. However, Qianye suddenly smiled, and the muzzle moved slightly.
Mr. Wang's face immediately changed drastically. This time he was really panic-stricken and shouted: "No! Don't kill me! We can talk, we can talk about anything!"
While screaming, Mr. Wang raised his hands to cover his head and face, no longer caring about his disguise. With the physical strength of a first-level soldier, Qianye's shot couldn't penetrate the skull at all, and he still had room to play dead. But after Qianye moved his gun, he aimed directly at his eyes!
Not to mention the level one, even the eyes of a level seven fighter can't stop bullets, so Mr. Wang immediately knew that his little tricks couldn't hide Qianye.
Qianye said flatly: "Unfortunately, I just heard something that I shouldn't have heard."
boom!
The gunshot rang out, and the shot hit Mr. Wang's crotch. This part also cannot withstand bullets.
Mr. Wang screamed and covered his lower body with his hands.
Seeing that Qianye's gunpoint was pointed at his eyes again, and no matter how he dodged, the gunpoint was always fixed on his eyes. Mr. Wang exclaimed: "You can't kill me! I'm Qi Yue's uncle. If you Kill me, the Qi family will never end with you! No matter how powerful you are, you can't escape the pursuit of the Imperial Expeditionary Force!"
"The Qi family..." Qianye seemed to be pondering. He suddenly swung his gun backhand, made a few bang bangs, and knocked down a few guys who sneaked up from outside through the wall.
The gun now has the last bullet in it.
Qianye raised his gun again, pointed at Mr. Wang, and said flatly, "Qi Yue, I will also settle accounts with him. You just take a step first, don't worry, he will arrive soon."
Mr. Wang was really stunned: "You, you want to kill our son? You are crazy, absolutely crazy! Do you know who he is? Do you think he is just the son of the Qi family? He..."
boom!
The gunshot rang out, and a blood flower bloomed on Mr. Wang's eye socket. He couldn't speak any more words, his expression was dull, and he slowly fell backwards.
Qianye turned his head and looked at Yan Hu, whose body was half hanging on the steps of the third floor.
Yan Hu was so frightened that he was dumbfounded, and shrank in the corner, sweating profusely. Partly because of fear, partly because of excruciating pain. He doesn't have the strength of Mr. Wang, so his bones are not strong enough. Qianye's two shots had already shattered his knee.
He looked at Qianye desperately, knowing that the other party could not let him go. He didn't know how regretful he was at this moment, if he went back in time, he wouldn't come to snatch Lighthouse Town if he was killed, and he wouldn't provoke Shang Qianye, the god of death.
Yan Hu asked himself that he also came here by licking blood, but he had never seen such a terrifying person as Qianye. Qianye's strength was not the strongest he had ever seen, but his calmness and calmness when killing people made people feel chills from the bottom of their hearts. Yan Hu heard that only the most mysterious elite legions in the imperial army would produce such monsters that were only born for killing.
Yan Huo didn't know at this time, his guess was close to the truth. Among the hundreds of special forces of the Imperial Army, the Red Scorpion always ranks among the top three.
Seeing Yan Hu like this, Qianye lost interest in torturing him.
"Where is Min'er?"
"She's locked up on the first floor. It's the innermost room." Yan Huo replied honestly.
Qianye nodded, walked over and wiped Yan Huhu's neck with a dagger, ending his life.
Qianye returned to the previous room, picked up the pistol that Mr. Wang had dropped, and checked it out.
This is the first type of force pistol of the light of dawn. It is an antique product designed before the dawn war. The conversion rate of force is only 10%. Its gun body is more than half a meter long. In terms of size alone, it is not so much a pistol as it is a portable version of an assault rifle.
The reason why the Light of Dawn series of force pistols are still in use today is because they are cheap enough, simple in structure, and easy to maintain. A customized version of the scorpion needle can buy tens of thousands of Light of Dawn.
No matter how old the Dawning Light Type 1 is, no matter how low its conversion rate is, it is still a force gun after all, and its power at close range is comparable to that of a large-caliber rifle. A soldier with a force gun in his hand is completely two levels of combat power than when he does not have a force gun.
This light of dawn is well maintained, and it can be seen that Mr. Wang cherishes it very much. This satisfied Qianye, he handed it to his left hand, picked up a double-barreled shotgun with his right hand, and walked out of the room.
As soon as he stepped out of the door, he was greeted by a rain of bullets!
Qianye somersaulted, passed the bullet screen, and then directly jumped over the railing and fell to the ground.
The two gunmen lying on top of a huge scrapped machine on the northwest side of the hall were almost dumbfounded. This guy jumped directly from the third floor, and there was nothing wrong with him. After landing firmly, he raised his gun and aimed at them without stopping!
The two gunmen quickly retreated, using a piece of scrap steel to cover themselves. Their reaction can be said to be quick and correct, but what Qianye pulled was the trigger of Dawn Light!
An original force bullet exuding orange light shot out from the muzzle of the gun. This original force bullet with the enhanced power of a heavy-duty bullet directly blasted through the two-centimeter-thick steel plate, smashing half of the two gunmen's bodies, and the sky was filled with metal. And the fragments of flesh and blood are flying and falling.
This result was expected by Qianye. If the force gun doesn't even have this power, why should the human race rely on it to compete with the dark race? The two sides still use swords to cut each other. Moreover, Qianye's original force attribute was extremely explosive, and the force of the original force bullets he fired was much greater than that of ordinary people.
Qianye continuously poured the original force into the light of dawn, and slowly a new energy bullet of the original force was generated in the barrel of the gun. With Qianye's current level of force, he can shoot three shots with the Light of Dawn. And a first-level soldier like Mr. Wang can only fire one shot.
Qianye waited for the new atomic energy bomb to form, then walked towards the room at the end of the hall. The number of subordinates Yan Hu brought here was not many, after Qianye killed a dozen, the rest saw that the situation was not going well, and all fled away.
The room at the end was unlocked, and when Qianye opened the door and entered, he was greeted with a strong smell of blood and rancidity.
There was a naked woman locked on the wall. Her body was covered with large and small wounds, and there was filth everywhere. The wound had festered long ago, and maggots were crawling in and out.
The woman lowered her head, but the figure that still vaguely remnants of youthful vigor should be Min'er. But seeing those wounds, Qianye knew that she was hopeless.
Hearing the sound, Min'er raised his head with difficulty. Two lines of blood were flowing out of her tightly closed eyes, and Qianye realized that both of her eyes had been gouged out!
Qianye's hands suddenly trembled a little. If he had seen the scene in front of him earlier, he would never have allowed Yan Hu and Mr. Wang to die so happily! In the red scorpion, he learned no less than fifty cruel methods of torture. The pain was so painful that even the dark race could not resist.
"Who is it?" Min'er seemed to realize something, she listened attentively and asked.
"...It's me, Qianye."
Min'er smiled happily and said, "You're here! Those people outside..."
"Both Yan Huo and Mr. Wang are dead. It will be Qi Yue's turn next, and he won't be able to escape." Qianye spoke calmly, as if he would occasionally bring her a cup of tea on a slow business afternoon, and By the way, let's chat a few words.
Min'er smiled and said: "You know, after they killed Mr. Zhao, Qi Yue asked me to accompany him. I agreed and worked very hard. Then, when he was most defenseless, I I gave him a hard bite, it was so satisfying to bite at that time! When I shake my head, he will yell loudly, which is more exciting than making a bed!"
She laughed for a while, then lowered her voice, sighed and said: "Unfortunately, you guys who have practiced the Force are all monsters. He is too strong to bite. I tried my best, but still didn't bite." The guy who could break him completely, but got several teeth pulled out instead, it’s a big loss.”
Qianye listened silently, then sighed, and said: "You don't need to work so hard for Mr. Zhao. You should live well, and revenge is enough with me."
Min'er sighed softly: "This is different! I know that I am not a woman to be looked up to. But the other day Mr. Zhao told me that I am one of my own..."
She suddenly beamed with sunshine, and said, "Since you are one of your own, you have to look a little bit like your own, don't you?"
"certainly!"
"Qianye, can you do me a favor? I want to wash my face, it's better to wash my body, I want to die cleanly."