For them, I believe in superior firepower

Chapter 36 Why are you all after me?

On the outskirts of Cedar Town, a bandit camp.

Since the rigid body Garon was killed by a passing ability user in one fell swoop, and even his subordinates all fled, the whole camp has fallen into a strange atmosphere.

Some of them are militant hardliners who advocate the siege of Cedar Town and equal retaliation, so that passers-by will know that as long as they pass by Cedar Town, they must obediently put down their knives and guns, obediently hand over their property, and even their lives.

The other part fell into hesitation, thinking that the casualties caused by an active attack would be great, and it would shake the foundation of their own family, so they were quite opposed to it.

In the large tent of the camp, a dozen or so bandit leaders are arguing, and they are about to turn cultural battles into martial battles, and have a passionate and exciting physical collision and exchange of martial arts.

"My lord, please give me instructions!" Seeing that the situation was not good, a thief sitting on the upper left simply knelt down on one knee and faced the first seat. The man asked for his life.

For a moment, everyone seemed to be a chicken being strangled by the neck, not only stopped moving, but also subconsciously turned their heads to look at the "adult".

"I've already said that what I want now is not the shitty Cedar Town, but the guy who killed Gallon." The hooded man tapped his knuckles on the table, "Attacking Cedar Town is just a means That's all, didn't you hear clearly?"

When he said the last sentence, his voice obviously didn't get louder, but all the bandit leaders present couldn't help shivering.

Without it, because this man is too mysterious, and even if all the leaders of the battalion are tied together, they can't beat him alone.

Moreover, since his arrival, the orders for the thieves have been very strict, and if there is any discord, they will be punished severely, and even lose their lives.

But the thieves had to follow his lead.

One reason, of course, is that no one has a big fist and must be subdued.

Another reason is that the arrival of this person has reduced the internal friction among the thieves. With clear instructions, the actions became more effective.

There are personnel rotations, weapons maintenance, and even the preliminary establishment of a logistics system. These actions actually made a bandit camp that was supposed to be chaotic, gradually become orderly.

Under such soft and hard actions, all the thieves expressed their surrender to him.

Even a person like Garen who claimed to be invincible and looked down on other bandit leaders at every turn could only obediently obey orders, only complaining once or twice.

"My lord, forgive me." Seeing that everyone was silent, the other bandit leader sitting on the right hand of the man swallowed, and asked cautiously, "Is the guy who killed Garen wanted for a revenge demonstration? ?”

The man glanced at him.

The bandit leader suddenly felt his whole body start to feel hot, which made him restless, short of breath, and almost rolled on the ground.

"Please, please, spare your life..." the bandit leader struggled to support himself, begging.

"Hmph..." The man snorted coldly, "Do your own thing well and prepare to mobilize your mob!"

After the words fell, the man simply got up and walked out of the tent in a few steps, leaving only a group of bandit leaders who look at me and look at you.

After a long time, the group of talents finally dispersed and returned to their own tents.

It's just that everyone can't help but whisper in their hearts - because since the man came, everything he has done has at least benefited the thieves.

Only when there are interests and rules can people follow suit.

But this time, there was no reason, no grounds, and a very strong order was issued, saying that he would take down the man who killed Gallon...

What exactly is going on?

……

Outside the thieves' camp, a place where the light of the fire is difficult to shine.

Monroe, who was lying on the ground, turned over and seemed to be lying comfortably behind the mound. He turned to look at Xia En, "How about it, kid, did you hear that?"

He put something like a sound transmission stone next to the thieves' camp. Although the sound was very vague, Xia En knew what was being said inside.

"I heard." Xia En nodded, only feeling that the pot came from the sky, which was inexplicable.

Killing Garen, let these thieves have a deep hatred against him?

As for it?
Especially "that adult", who is so mysterious that he doesn't even know where he came from.

Although the fact that the thieves have a leader has been verified, it is really just "know, but only a little bit".

"Don't think too much, the question now is, what are you going to do?" Monroe's voice was leisurely, "If you stay in Cedar Town, the thieves will choose to attack Cedar Town."

"But if you leave early and make a big noise, then these guys are likely to bypass Cedar Town and come directly towards you."

"What choice to make, you have to think about it yourself."

After finishing speaking, Monroe yawned, took out the previous five projectiles, and the ice edge grenade, and handed them to Sean, "Okay, next, let me see the power of these things... hope You can play well, kid."

Xia En didn't speak, but just took out the steam rifle, lay down on the ground, and aimed the gun at the camp not far away.

Of course, what he aimed at was not just the tents, but the bonfires in the camp—not only those burning on the ground, but also those that were hoisted up with iron buckets and hung on wooden poles.

This method of lighting is of course more conducive to seeing the road clearly when there is no enemy approaching the camp.

But right now, he has become Xia En's target instead.

Monroe looked at Shane quietly, but his eyes fell on the steam rifle in his hand, not moving for a moment.

If he remembered correctly, three years ago, after the lord disappeared, their guards basically collapsed, and those specially made steam rifles, with only a very small amount, should have disappeared.

But now, the kid in front of him actually has a genuine steam rifle?

It seems that these thieves are not simply venting their anger when they hit him.

The next moment, Monroe heard a roar in his ear.

Xia En's body trembled slightly, while the ice crystal projectile penetrated the night sky and accurately hit the iron bucket hanging in the air.

The fuel splashed and landed on the tent beside it, making Mars gradually expand.

Almost at the same time, the iron barrels in two other directions were hit, and the tent was set ablaze.

"Enemy attack!"

"Be careful!"

"Quickly put out the fire!"

The entire thieves' camp suddenly became clamorous and chaotic.

And Xia En just stared at the camp not far away, loaded the bullet like a phantom, but remained still, waiting quietly.

Disrupting the order of the thieves' camp was only the first step. His real goal was to kill those who maintained the order.

(End of this chapter)