Dragon Clan: My Word Spirit is refreshed every week

Chapter 219 The eight Sheqi families are really inferior to each other.

At this moment, there is a tall building five kilometers away from Genji Heavy Industries.

The wind roared like a demon, and the rain poured heavily, falling heavily on the ground and breaking into scattered drops of water.

Zhou Xuan put down the sniper rifle in his hand and stood up lightly, with a slightly helpless expression on his face.

"Well, you really shouldn't think about things too simply. It's still unrealistic to think that Tachibana Masamune can get lunch with just one bullet." He relaxed for a while and walked towards the stairs with lazy steps. go.

Major events such as assassinating the king, killing the driver, and subjugating the superior are not uncommon in Japan.

As a family that has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years, the Sheqi Eight Family has rich experience in preventing similar incidents.

Before the start of the conference, the Executive Directorate led by Gen Zhisheng conducted a blanket investigation within a few kilometers of Genji Heavy Industries, striving to nip all assassinations and sneak attacks in the bud.

The reason why the building Zhou Xuan chose was undefended was mainly because in anyone's opinion, there was absolutely no possibility of threatening the safety of important members of the Eight Sheqi Family.

This place is too far away from Genji Heavy Industries.

As an ace sniper among ace snipers, Mai Shutoku's effective range is only about 2,500 meters at most. However, the building where Zhou Xuan is located is close to 5,000 meters away from Genji Heavy Industries.

In the end, the bullet missed Masamune Tachibana's forehead and only caused some minor damage to him.

This shot had achieved what Zhou Xuan wanted.

"Herzog, aren't you a eloquent guy? You have such a loud mouth, and now you have half a lung. Let's see how you continue to quibble."

Even the emperor had no way to turn the tide at this moment of lightning, he could only watch helplessly as the bullet exploded into his head.

It probably blew out one of his hands and half a lung, and also gave him a few ribs, some other internal organs and so on.

Eri Uesugi, the most mysterious nuclear weapon of the eight Seraki families and the most powerful evil ghost.

Through the scope, Zhou Xuan could even clearly see Yuan Zhisheng's eyes wide open.

With his super high bloodline and Yan Ling: Sword Control adjusting the ballistics midway, Zhou Xuan was sure to ensure his hit rate within five kilometers, but he knew that he only had one shot.

Patience is an essential psychological quality for a good sniper, and what Zhou Xuan lacks most is patience.

Therefore, Zhou Xuan waited for a long, long time with his sight in front of the scope, just to seize the fleeting opportunity.

Zhou Xuan knew that such a mere fatal injury would not kill that bastard Tachibana Masamune. With the physical fitness of the mixed race and the rescue efforts of the Sheqi family, he would definitely be able to save his life.

The head of the family was arrogantly assassinated by fierce ghosts in front of all the important figures of the eight Sheqi families. Such rampant behavior will inevitably lead to the beginning of a war.

At that critical moment, she gently pulled Tachibana Masamune's clothes, causing his body to sway slightly.

But it doesn't matter.

Moreover, today's drama is not over yet, this shot is just the beginning, and the show is about to begin.

However, what the emperor cannot do, the ghost can do.

He pulled the trigger without hesitation, and the bullet shot out of the barrel like lightning, pointing directly at Tachibana Masamune's eyebrows.

After one shot, the Sheqi family will not give any chance again.

When Tachibana Masamune took a step towards Inuyama Ga, Zhou Xuan knew that the opportunity had come!

Zhou Xuan's lips curved slightly as he walked into the dark and silent corridor.

……

At this time, Genji Heavy Industries Shrine. The originally solemn scene had already turned into a mess. Tachibana Masamune fell directly into a pool of blood after being shot, dying.

The heads of each of the eight Sheqi families quickly regained their composure after the initial panic. They began to take control of the situation, arrange rescue teams, dispatch the executive bureau to hunt for the assassins, and at the same time strengthen the security of the venue.

Minamoto Chisheng, dressed in black, stood quietly next to Tachibana Masamune, looking at the old man's gradually dilated pupils and extremely painful expression. His red-gold golden pupils had already ignited uncontrollably, radiating the forest. Cold and terrifying light.

He held the Dojiri tightly at his waist, squeezing the solid wood handle with such force that it creaked.

Yuan Zhisheng kept reminding himself to be calm at this moment, just like what his father often said before: "To be a general, Mount Tai collapses in front but his appearance remains unchanged, and an elk rises to the left without blinking."

"Zhisheng, as the future head of the eight Sheqi families, you must stay calm no matter what happens. Only by calming down can you solve the problem."

"Children..."

Tachibana Masamune's words quietly echoed in Yuan Zhisheng's ears, and Tachibana Masamune's blood still spurted in front of Yuan Zhisheng's eyes. He took a deep breath, turned around and walked out of the shrine.

"Young Master! Where are you going? It's still very dangerous outside and the murderer hasn't been caught yet. You must not go out!!" Crow and Yasha rushed behind Yuan Zhisheng.

"Kill someone." Yuan Zhisheng's tone was as cold as a knife.

"Don't worry, there are very few things in the world that can kill me. I'm not afraid of any ambush, or in other words, I wish the gunman was waiting to ambush me."

Before he finished speaking, Yuan Zhisheng strode towards the outside of the shrine.

"Dad, it seems that I am not the material to be a general after all. I can't calm down at all now! I just want to crush that damn gunman to ashes!" He gritted his teeth and sucked blood in his heart.

But before Yuan Zhisheng could walk out of the shrine, his cell phone suddenly rang.

Yuan Zhisheng had no intention of answering the phone now. He directly pressed the power off button through his clothes. However, the ringtone of the phone did not end at all. Instead, it became louder and louder.

Yuan Zhisheng was slightly startled and turned to look behind him.

The mobile phones of everyone present were ringing crazily, and the rapid ringtones were extremely noisy, like the death bell.

Everyone looked at each other in shock, but no one dared to press the answer button.

The timing of the call was too weird, and hundreds of cell phones were ringing at the same time. There was obviously something wrong!

"Crow, answer the phone." Yuan Zhisheng looked at Crow.

The eyes of everyone present were also focused on Crow.

Crow swallowed, took out his phone tremblingly, and pressed the answer button.

An old man's hearty laughter came from the receiver: "It's a pity that the shot didn't blow off Herzog's head."

"Speaking of which, the Sheqi family is really worse than the last. They actually let a German devil play around with them! As a former master, I am really heartbroken to see this."

Before he finished speaking, the shrine exploded instantly.

The amount of information in these two sentences is so huge that it is impossible to clarify your thoughts.

Herzog! ?

German Japs?

Former patriarch! ?

"What are you?"

Yuan Zhisheng took the phone and said coldly.

(End of this chapter)