Bahn hid behind the wall, trembling all over. He is 35 years old, in his prime. Although he is not capable, he is also a strong soldier. Barn has rich experience. He has already participated in various hunting activities at the age of 15. He left the town at the age of 20 and worked as a mercenary for several years. He was lucky enough to survive several near-deaths. At the age of thirty, with some savings, he returned to Pavalici, married a wife, and gave birth to three children.
The life of a mercenary has made it impossible for Bahn to live like an ordinary person. He even hides a rifle under the bed when he sleeps. After changing several ordinary jobs in the town, Barn came to the mayor's mansion to apply for a guard.
Because of his good use of sniper rifles and his rich experience, Barn worked in the government for two years before he was promoted to team leader. The job finally settled down for Bahn, who had envisioned retiring by the time he was forty. Then he would teach his two boys how to hunt and train them to be good hunters.
At the age of fifty, one has already reached the age of waiting for death. At that time, he should be carrying a wine bottle every day, quietly waiting for death to come, right
But Bahn never thought that the god of death would come so quickly.
Just a few minutes ago, a strange man suddenly appeared on the road facing the Lord's Mansion. The man walked in the direction of the mansion, while Bahn was smoking a cigarette and passing the time with some adult jokes with a few young soldiers in the guardhouse. Bahn didn't notice the man until a soldier reminded him.
This person doesn't seem to have a strong sense of existence. He is black-clothed, black-pants and black-haired, almost melting into the night. But Barn's years of experience as a mercenary told him that the more insignificant a person is, the more dangerous he is. It's like seeing a fat rabbit by chance in the wilderness and thinking it is so friendly and harmless. But when you want to catch it, the rabbit may open its mutated mouthparts and bite off your arm that reaches out to it.
In the turbulent age, in order to survive, some creatures will evolve a fierce appearance, while others hide their terror under the cloak of disguise.
When he saw this man, Bahn felt the danger intuitively, and he directly gave the guard an order to shoot if the warning failed. In the place of Pavalich, the mayor Mensa is a well-deserved big shot, and it is already very kind of Baan to issue such an order.
However, at the last moment when the soldiers issued a warning, the man on the road suddenly raised his arms above the palace. Following the burst of glass and screams, it was only then that Bahn saw clearly that the man had a pistol in his hand at some point. However, during this whole process, the pistol without noise reduction equipment did not even make a sound, and it was so quiet that it made people feel weird.
New age firearms!
Bahn thought of this term that he had heard people say during casual chats. It was a technology in the hands of large organizations. It was driven by high-capacity batteries instead of gunpowder. The bullets fired were faster, more powerful, and very quiet. Bahn didn't expect to see weapons of the new era in such a small place as Pavalich tonight.
But time did not allow him to sigh, and before he ordered, the guards on the periphery had already fired.
The lord's mansion has 28 guards, among which the orthodoxy Korodo is a terrifying man with fifth-level power. As for the other guards, most of the weapons they were equipped with were ordinary rifles from the old days, and some even used less powerful automatic pistols. But this kind of armament is enough for Pavarich, after all, no one who is not good-looking dares to come to the Lord's Mansion to make trouble.
But now, how much Bahne wishes to have a Gatling rapid-fire cannon. After all, anyone watching the four guards greet each other with rifles, and as the target of being shot, does not retreat an inch, and only makes various movements to make all the bullets shot at him miss, he hopes to have a powerful weapon. The weapon cut through that nightmarish figure thoroughly.
However, the real nightmare has just begun.
After a few movements to avoid the guard's shooting, the man raised his hand and shot in the middle of shooting. Every blow was stable and accurate, and every bullet was embedded between the eyebrows of the guards. After shooting and killing four guards in twos and threes, the man continued to walk unhurriedly, but caused tremendous pressure on the guards in the palace .
After being shocked for a moment, Bahne used all his strength to issue an order into the communicator, which was to intercept and kill the target with all his strength. The next moment, gunshots from the Lord's Mansion rang out one after another, completely shattering the peaceful night. In the hail of bullets, the man continued to push forward like a ghost, as if he had no entity, and the bullets couldn't hit him at all.
But Bahn could clearly see that the man kept making subtle movements. Or simply turning around, or taking a step back, or leaning back, or leaning forward, always let all the bullets poured on him fall through the air. And taking advantage of the gap between his own attacks, the pistol in the man's hand continued to emit dazzling sparks.
The flicker of each spark represents the fall of a guard.
When the man stepped over the bodies of the guards and entered the garden of the mansion, 18 guards had already died at their posts.
This is no longer a battle, but a massacre! Overwhelming carnage!
Now, the man who looked like a god of death was standing outside the guardhouse. Bahn was sticking to the wall, holding the sniper rifle that had accompanied him to death for many years, but now, this gun could not give him any sense of security.
Bahn trembled all over, desperately calculating the direction and trajectory of the shot in his mind. But dozens of plans flashed through his mind, but Barn found that in the face of that terrifying man, the success rate of almost every plan was only a pitiful 1%.
"A real shooter should first trust his instincts when he cannot make a correct judgment."
An indifferent voice sounded in the outdoor space, passed through the window, and drifted into Bahn's ears. Bahn was shocked. He remembered that when he first learned shooting skills, his first teacher said something similar. And until today, he heard the same words from another person's mouth. Suddenly, he calmed down and decided to act on his instinct.
But before he had time to make any movements, Bahn suddenly felt a slight vibration in the wall, and when he couldn't figure out what happened, Bahn only felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, and his consciousness slipped into the endless darkness. He showed a wry smile, knowing that it was too late for him to wake up. Just when he was facing the enemy, he had found his position by intuition.
It's just that Bahn couldn't understand why a bullet from a pistol has such terrible penetrating power that it can pierce through a concrete wall as thick as 20 centimeters in one shot
With a plop, Bane's body fell to the ground. The upper body appeared by the door, and the light outside the guardhouse shone right on his body. Under the light, the back of Bahn's head was almost sunken in an area the size of a bowl, and blood and brain matter were flowing out of it.
Looking at the corpse, Zero knew that the cleanup was almost done.
"There are 8 more." Ling said lightly, his figure flickered, and he retreated into the shadows where the lights couldn't reach, letting a dozen or so bullets fall into the empty space.
After failing again, a guard cursed angrily, "Damn it, is that still a human?"
"To be honest, I don't know how to answer this question for you."
Suddenly, a voice sounded behind him. The guard was startled. He is a secret sentry here, located in a small room on the fifth floor of the mansion, and the distance from the garden below is not normal. The guards turned around quickly and used their rifles as iron bars, which could be regarded as well-trained.
But there was an empty feeling on the gun, but this shot was swept in the empty space. As a figure flashed in the darkness, and a cold feeling appeared between his brows, the guard suddenly discovered that the other party's gun had reached his vitals like a magic trick.
"Those who can... "
Saying the last words, in the silent shooting, the guard's whole body was gently bounced up by the impact of the bullet, and then fell lightly. Turned into a corpse, he just leaned against the window sill, his eyes wide open, as if he couldn't believe that he died just like that.
Sporadic gunshots rang out from the rest of the palace, but soon, the gunshots disappeared completely. The shortest distance between each dark post is 100 meters, but Zero is not limited by space. The arrival of night makes the space-like ability of shadow jumping play the greatest role. Zero was like a god of death haunting the darkness, easily taking the lives of all the remaining guards.
When the last guard fell at his feet, Zero said lightly: "There are two more."
One is the chief of the guards, Korodo, and the other, of course, is Zero's main target, Mayor Mensa!
Mensa was in his study, and he shuddered violently. Even though the giant Korodo was standing beside him, he didn't feel safe at all.
In the trembling hand of the mayor, there was an extra gun, which was filled with six bullets. This weapon, Mensa, is usually used for casual play, but unexpectedly one day it will be necessary to use it. But with a gun in hand, Mensa felt a little more at ease. Restraining the fear in his heart, he asked Corodo: "How is the situation?"
After the old butler was killed, Mensa called Corodo. Korodo is a typical muscular man, every muscle line is so clear. His square face was full of seriousness. Hearing the mayor's words, Korodo shook his head and said, "It's not good. It seems that all the guards are dead. Mayor, why don't I escort you away."
"Leave?" Mensa first smiled bitterly, and then roared: "Where can I go? Leave Pavalic? I can't do it. This must be the killer hired by Sharon's pig. He wants to annex my share , don't think about it!"
Corodo shook his head and said, "My lord, life is far more important than wealth."
After Mensa took a few violent breaths, his rationality gradually gained the upper hand: "Korodo, answer me honestly. That killer, how sure are you of killing him?"
After serious thinking, Corodo replied: "If you keep the distance, I don't have the slightest confidence. If you fight in close quarters, there is at least a 30% chance of winning."
Before Mensa could answer, a man's voice sounded softly: "Thirty percent? You overestimate yourself, don't you?"
Corodo turned around abruptly, only to see a man in black and black trousers appear by the door at some point. But the door of the study didn't move at all, and Colodo's pupils shrank, unable to see how the killer came in.
Of course he didn't notice that Zero was stepping into the shadows. Traveling through the shadows, teleporting from outside the door to inside the door is no easy task for Zero. Now, only the big man in front of me and Mensa crouching behind the desk are left on the cleaning list. However, Zero didn't look at Mensa. An ordinary person, even the mayor of a town, was nothing more than a corpse in Zero's eyes.
It's just a matter of time.
So Zero eyes on Corodo, who is the final obstacle.
Theoretically speaking, Korodo with fifth-level strength is no match for Zero at all. But Zero has never despised anyone, because all the opponents who despised him died under his gun along the way. Zero didn't want to make the same mistake, so even in the face of the ordinary guards outside the palace, he still fought with the mentality of fighting the rabbit with all his strength.
Corodo instantly understood Zero's mind, this man was so cold that he didn't have any emotional fluctuations. This means that the killer in front of him will not be impulsive, and there is nothing more terrifying than a calm killer. Corodo took a deep breath, and roared again. The fifth-order power exploded, causing the muscles in his whole body to expand a little more. The next moment, the big man had already rushed towards Zero like a tank.
As soon as he got closer, Corodo hit Xiang Ling's handsome face hard with a left uppercut. That punch had nearly a ton of force, let alone a single person, even a steel plate would have to be deformed by Korodo. Of course Zero was not interested in sticking out his face for others to take, so he moved his footsteps lightly, and Zero moved sideways to the right before the fist touched. Corodo's fist brushed past, and the boxer only blew the hair in front of Zero's forehead.
Corodo let out a muffled snort, and immediately threw out a right swing, chasing after Zero and hitting. Zero smiled lightly, and took a few quick steps on the ground, which had already changed the trajectory of his movement, causing Corodo to fail for the second time.
The big man was already red-eyed, his bear waist twisted wildly, he spun on the spot, and his right fist swept wildly. The strength of this punch increased even more, until it reached several tons, and the fist that pierced through the air brought forth a fierce fist wind. Mensa had stood far enough away, but was still choked by the wind of Korodo's fist.
However, Corodo still hit the air. Zero suddenly made a squatting movement, so that the fist of the big man only swept his afterimage. Just squatting down, Ling suddenly pushed his legs up, and immediately he jumped into the air with a series of afterimages. Pointing down the pistol, Zero gently depresses the trigger.
The muzzle flash flickered.
Corodo's eyes widened, his dynamic vision was at its limit, and he saw a bullet escape from the muzzle of the gun. The bullets spun, approaching fast but within acceptable range for Korodo.
In Zero's hand was an ordinary-looking automatic pistol. This kind of pistol had limited power, and it was only faster than the revolver in the mayor's hand. Perhaps zero-use of this gun can easily harvest the lives of ordinary soldiers, but Corodo will not be defeated by this level of guns. He grinned grimly and punched the bullet.
A fist with five levels of strength is enough to smash bullets into coins.
However, when the fist and the bullet came into contact, Korodo clearly felt that there was a storm-like energy cluster in this inconspicuous bullet!
Before he understood what the technique was, a dazzling light bloomed in front of Corodo's eyes, and the next moment, his figure was submerged by the torrent of energy.
The mayor's mansion was constantly shaking with a loud explosion, and a large group of flames slantingly blasted through the building on the west side of the mansion. The flame lasted for nearly five seconds before slowly rolling back. The choking smoke billowed into the sky, and in the black smoke, building debris kept falling, and the air immediately wafted a smell of something burnt.
Mensa sat in the corner with his head bent, watching in horror that nearly half of the study room was turned into fly ash. As simple as being attacked by a missile, there was a huge gap of tens of meters in length and width where Corodo was just now. From the position of Mensa, you can also see the room downstairs of the study. What Mensa didn't know was that Zero's blow not only pierced through the floor of the study, but also opened a diagonally downward passage in the building!
Zero held the gun and walked slowly towards the frustrated mayor.
Even Bodong, who has the ability to incarnate a dark tyrant, dare not take the rogue's critical death blow, let alone Korodo, a fifth-level ability user. The reason why Corodo smashed his fist at Zero's bullet arrogantly was because his rank was too low and he was not sensitive to energy, so he didn't realize how terrifying what was hidden in that inconspicuous bullet. the power of.
Coming to Mensa's side, Zero raised his gun, and the ordinary pistol materialized from energy was pressed against Mensa's forehead. Mensa looked at Zero and asked in a deep voice, "Did Sharon ask you to kill me?"
"Sharon? Do you think he ordered me to move me?" Zero asked rhetorically.
Mensa nodded. Judging from the strength of killing Korodo in a flash, it is indeed not Sharon who can afford it.
"Then why is all of this?"
Zero said lightly: "No reason, it's just that you are blocking my way forward."
"That's it?" Mensa roared angrily after a moment of silence, "You devil, kill as you want, but I will curse you in hell!"
"Goodbye, then."
Without hesitation, Zero pulled the trigger. There was no earth-shattering explosion this time, only a bloody hole in Mensa's forehead. Watching Mensa's body fall, Zero knew his cleanup was done.
"A demon? Maybe." Leaving a faint sigh, Zero's figure disappeared into Mensa's study.
Theon once said that under the soil of the ideal country, the bones of the victims must be buried. As for Mensa, it was just the first victim.
War never asks the reason, only whether it is profitable. Throughout the ages, it has always been like this.
At the same time that Zero pulled the trigger on Mensa, in a room in a hotel in a small town, Jin gritted his teeth and pressed on the window sill.
Zero, you really are a devil. This is how you kill all the people in Biford Town, right? Bastard, I'm going to kill you! Kill you!
"Calm down."
In the middle of the room, Alice stretched out her slender breasts, and the red wine swaying in her hand was as bright as human blood.
Jin lowered his head, turned around suddenly and shouted, "Why don't you let me kill that guy."
"Don't you forget what your lord said, we have to do it beautifully. If you kill him so rashly, you are sure to kill him? Don't forget, there are a few of his partners in the town, and one of them is the destroyer. That woman is not simple. " Alice drank the red wine slowly, and said lightly: "A kid is a kid."
She glanced out of the window, the lead cloud in the sky was like blood, as if it was reddened by tonight's blood.