Just now, taking advantage of the chaos, Mr. Wang drew his gun as fast as he could in his life. However, when Qianye shot down five people outside and then shot him in the arm, his gun had not yet been raised to a position where he could aim.
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This should never be done! Not to mention the speed of the gun, Mr. Wang has a level one combat ability, and gunpowder weapons are not enough to make him incapacitated. However, Qianye’s shot hit the vital part of the joint, making him unable to lift his entire arm.
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Mr. Wang was frightened and frightened. He covered his arms and lost his voice: "You are by no means an ordinary person! You...who are you?"
The speed and accuracy with which Qianye fired his gun was something Mr. Wang had never seen before. Moreover, from the moment he broke in, even when he was talking, he did not make any unnecessary movements. This is the most authentic military style, and it is definitely not
Ordinary special forces can be trained.
Although Qianye is only a first-level soldier according to the data, Mr. Wang already knows that there is definitely something wrong with it. With the speed, strength, and terrifying judgment and precision that Qianye has shown so far, on the battlefield, even those
Most of the third-level masters will die in his hands.
How could such a master hide in a small rural place in Beacon Town and open a shabby little bar?
Qianye Xiang didn't see Yan Laohu and Mr. Wang breaking out of the wall. He picked up a magazine and reloaded, and then sparks suddenly erupted from the gun. The two shots hit Yan Laohu's knees, causing
He who had already reached the stairs screamed and fell to the ground.
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. Mr. Wang, who ran out of the door quickly, screamed, and was shot in both hands and legs, and fell to the sky.
fall.
Qianye looked at the obviously crudely made gun in his hand and shook his head helplessly. Four shots were fired, and each shot failed to break Mr. Wang's bones. At most, it was just a flesh wound. As a first-level soldier, Wang
There is definitely room for resistance, sir.
When the first force node is activated, the practitioner's various physical qualities will be greatly improved, about half of what they were before the practice. After that, with each level up, the physical qualities will continue to improve. In this way, when facing advanced
When fighting soldiers, gunpowder firearms will increasingly become less powerful and will gradually withdraw from the stage.
Qianye jumped down from the third floor easily, picked up another magazine, put it on without haste, and then walked up to Mr. Wang, "I forgot to say just now, I don't like you very much either."
Qianye raised his pistol and pointed it at Mr. Wang's forehead. A hint of cunning flashed in Mr. Wang's eyes, but there was a look of horror on his face. However, Qianye suddenly smiled and the muzzle of the gun moved slightly.
Mr. Wang's face immediately changed. This time he was really frightened and shouted: "No! Don't kill me! We can talk about anything!"
While shouting, Mr. Wang raised his hands to protect his head and face, no longer caring about disguise. With the physical strength of a first-level combat soldier, Qianye's shot could not penetrate the skull at all, and he still had room to pretend to be dead. But Qianye
After moving the gun, it aimed directly at his eyes!
Not to mention the first level, even the seventh level soldier's eyes could not block bullets, so Mr. Wang immediately knew that his little trick could not be hidden from Qianye.
Qianye said calmly: "Unfortunately, I just heard something I shouldn't have heard."
Bang!
The gunshot rang out, and the shot hit Mr. Wang in the crotch. This part was also unable to withstand bullets.
Mr. Wang screamed and covered his lower body with both hands.
Seeing Qianye's gun pointed at his eyes again, and no matter how he dodged, the gun was always staring at his eyes, Mr. Wang exclaimed: "You can't kill me! I am Qi Yue's uncle. If you
Kill me, and the Qi family will never be done with you! No matter how powerful you are, you can't escape the pursuit of the Imperial Expeditionary Force!"
"Qi Jia..." Qianye seemed to be pondering. He suddenly waved his gun with his backhand and banged several times, knocking down several guys who were sneaking over from outside through the wall.
There is one last bullet in the gun now.
Qianye raised his gun again, pointed it at Mr. Wang, and said calmly: "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 now: "You, you want to kill our young master? You are crazy, absolutely crazy! Do you know who he is? Do you think he is just the young master of the Qi family? He...
..”
Bang!
The gunfire rang out, and a bloody flower bloomed on Mr. Wang's eye socket. He could no longer speak any words, his expression was dull, and he slowly fell backward.
Qianye turned to look at Yan Laohu, who was half-body hanging on the steps of the third floor.
Yan Laohu was so frightened that he huddled in the corner, sweating profusely. Partly because of fear, and partly because of severe pain. He did not have Mr. Wang's strength, so his bones were not strong enough. Qianye's two spears had been shattered.
to his knees.
He looked at Qianye in despair, knowing that the other party would never let him go. He didn't know how much he regretted it at the moment. If time could go back, he would not come to rob Beacon Town if he were killed, so that he would not provoke Qianye, the god of death.
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Yan Laohu asked himself that he had licked blood from the edge of a knife, 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 were impressive.
A chill came from the bottom of his heart. Yan Laohu heard that only the most mysterious elite legions in the imperial army would produce such monsters that were born only for killing.
Yan Laohu didn't know at this time that his guess was close to the truth. Among the hundreds of special forces of the Imperial Army, the Red Scorpions always ranked among the top three.
Seeing Yan Laohu like this, Qianye lost interest in torturing him.
"Where is Min'er?"
"She's locked up in the room on the first floor. That's the innermost room." Yan Laohu answered honestly.
Qianye nodded, walked over and wiped Yan Laohu'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 again.
This is the first force pistol of Dawn. It is an antique designed before the Dawn War. The force conversion rate is only 10%. Its gun body is more than half a meter. In terms of size alone, it is more like a pistol than a pistol.
It's better to say it's a portable version of an assault rifle.
The reason why the Dawn of Light series of force pistols are still in use today is because they are cheap enough, have a simple structure, and are easy to maintain. A customized version of the Scorpion Needle can buy tens of thousands of Dawn of Light.
No matter how old the Dawn Type 1 is and 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 different from what he is without a force gun.
Two levels of combat power.
This Dawn Light was well maintained, and it was obvious that Mr. Wang cherished it very much. This made Qianye quite satisfied, so he handed it to his left hand, picked up a double-barreled shotgun in his right hand, and walked out of the room.
As soon as he stepped out of the door, he was met with a hail of bullets!
Qianye somersaulted past the barrage, then jumped directly over the railing and landed on the ground.
The two gunmen who were 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 nothing happened. After landing firmly, he jumped directly to the ground without stopping.
Aiming at them with a gun!
The two gunmen hurriedly retreated, using a scrap steel plate to cover themselves. Their reaction was quick and correct, but Qianye pulled the trigger of the Dawn Light!
A force bomb emitting orange light was shot from the muzzle. This force bomb, which used a heavy-duty warhead to increase its power, directly blasted open a two-centimeter-thick steel plate, shattering half of the two gunmen's bodies, and the sky was filled with metal.
and fragments of flesh and blood flying and scattering.
This result was expected by Qianye. If the force gun didn't even have this power, why should the human race rely on it to compete with the dark race? The two sides could just use swords to cut each other. Moreover, Qianye's force attribute is particularly explosive.
The force bombs fired are also much more powerful than ordinary people.
Qianye continuously injects the Force into the Light of Dawn, and slowly a new Force energy bullet is generated in the barrel of the gun. With Qianye's current level of Force power, he can shoot three shots with the Light of Dawn. And Wang
A first-level soldier like Mr. can only fire one shot.
Qianye waited for the new original energy bomb to be formed, and then walked towards the room at the end of the hall. The number of men Yan Laohu brought here was not many. After Qianye killed a dozen of them, the rest saw that the situation was not good and all fled.
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The room at the end was unlocked, and when Qianye pushed the door open, he was greeted by the thick smell of blood and putrid smell.
There was a naked woman chained to the wall. Her body was covered in large and small wounds. There was filth everywhere. The wounds had long suppurated, and there were even maggots crawling in and out.
The woman lowered her head, but the figure that still vaguely retained youthful vitality must be Min'er. But seeing those wounds, Qianye knew that she was hopeless.
Hearing the sound, Min'er raised her head with difficulty. Two lines of blood were flowing out of her closed eyes. Only then did Qianye realize that her eyes had been gouged out!
Qianye's hands suddenly started to tremble. If he had seen the scene in front of him earlier, he would never have let Yan Laohu and Mr. Wang die so happily! In Red Scorpion, he learned no less than fifty cruel torture techniques.
Even the dark race cannot contend with that kind of pain.
"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 Laohu and Mr. Wang are dead. It will be Qi Yue's turn next. He can't escape." Qianye said very calmly, as if he brought her a cup of tea on an occasional afternoon when business was light, and
Let’s chat a few words by the way.
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 least prepared, I
I gave him a big bite down there, and it was so satisfying! I shook my head and he screamed loudly, which was even more exciting than screaming for bed!"
She laughed for a while, then lowered her voice and sighed: "Unfortunately, you guys who have practiced the Force are all monsters. It's too strong to bite. I tried my best, but still couldn't.
The guy who could break him completely ended up losing several teeth, which was a huge loss."
Qianye listened silently, then sighed and said, "You don't have to fight so hard for Mr. Zhao. You should live well. I am enough for revenge."
Min'er sighed softly: "This is different! I know that I am not a woman that others can look up to. But that day Mr. Zhao told me that I am one of his own..."
She suddenly had a sunny look on her face and said, "Since you are one of your own, you have to look like one of your own, right?"
"certainly!"
"Qianye, can you do me a favor? I want to wash my face. It's best to get down again. I want to die a little cleaner."