Uplifting Journey

华 In the country of World No. 2 World, the control of firearms is not as strict as in the world where Cheng Bin was born under the prevalence of powers.

Ordinary people still have no difficulty in obtaining guns at will, but various industries that need to perform security tasks can easily obtain qualifications for purchasing and using firearms, but most of them are limited to single-shot pistols with limited range and long-range rifles. Or automatic weapons still need high qualifications.

文 The writers in this world started out as steel and chemical industries, even with a military background. There are only tens of thousands of workers whose main business depends on the writers, and their qualifications are naturally indispensable.

So all the security guards outside the villa are loaded with live ammunition, not only all kinds of automatic firearms in the front line of China, but also various lethal and non-lethal professional weapons.

Moreover, most of these security guards are retired special soldiers. They are not weak and can be called first-class, but even so, today, under attack, they just persisted for a little while and then became defeated. Can only hide behind various bunkers and dare not show up.

Their enemies are just one person.

The young man, dressed in casual clothes, who broke in through the door of the villa, kept a standard smile on his face, and relied on two pistols with silencers to suppress all security with non-human precise attacks.

In the seconds after the conflict, the security guards dared to face the fire and tried to get close, opened a small hole in the eyebrow and fell to the ground, and dared to detect the gun from behind the cover, and their palms were just flying The bullet smashed.

"Is Mr. Wenjun at home? I asked you to send me a letter!" Standing in the open space outside the villa, the long-haired man with slightly pale skin clipped a pistol to his armpit and put it in his chest pocket. Feel it out.

冒险 The security guard of an adventure probe on the second floor of the villa seized the opportunity to reach out with a pistol to shoot.

After raking his head to avoid the trajectory passing through his head, the young man's left hand with a gun raised up to the window to demonstrate the comparison, and then threw an envelope from his arms and dropped it on the ground.

"You must watch it when you are free, otherwise I'm afraid the next organization will let me send you a family portrait."

Wenwen who rushed out of the door at this time saw the appearance of the young man, and suddenly snorted, "It turned out to be the Chao Chuang of alienation organization, and it's you nonsense garbage."

"Oh, the swift lady of Mutual Aid Society. I have heard of my name for a long time. I didn't expect you to be at home. We can have a good exchange."

The young man, named Chao Chuang, took off the pistol sandwiched in his armpit and slowly raised his muzzle at Wen Wen with a dangerous smile.

With his eyes fixed on Chao Chuang, Wen Wen grunted coldly, and launched his active speed-up technique, "Speed ​​Sweep".

The invisible channel extends from Wenwen's position, and it is wrapped around Chao Chuang holding a double gun like a python.

Wen Wen in the trance channel seemed to be in bullet time, and she sprinted towards the enemy as soon as she stepped on the ground.

的 The ballistic line extending from the muzzle of Chao Chuang continued to accelerate towards Wen Wen's head, but until Wen Wen rushed to his side, there was always a gap.

Twisting the speed of the wrist to offset the muzzle, it is not as fast as the other party moving the body!

The two were entangled in an instant.

In extreme close range, firearms are far less effective than fists and daggers, but Chao Chuang is clearly an exception.

The predecessor of Alienation was a killer organization called Hidden Kill. In this era of power transmission, they also followed the trend and became a power organization.

Although the source of funds for expanding the organization has become diverse through a variety of abilities, the organization that cultivates the killer has not lost it. Chaochuang is the leader in the organization. With the aid of ability, its perception, marksmanship, and physical skills are the highest levels of human beings.

And Wenwen ’s fighting technique was learned from a Chinese traditional martial arts master by relying on the resources of the Mutual Aid Society. Although not very deep, but if you seriously take a punch and hit ordinary people, it is either dead or disabled. Coupled with its ability to increase the overall speed, melee combat can be considered a top player in this world.

The close-kill fighting is extremely dangerous, and the reactions of both sides have been forced to the extreme. Although Wenwen is faster than Chaochuang, Chaochuang's bodywork assisted by wind is more weird, and the two silencing pistols are flexible killers. His fingertips turned, blocking Wenwen's space for strain.

The security guards who came out of the villa looked at the two people who were close together, and they sweated for Miss Wen Jia--when you return to the danger in such a way, what should they do? They don't have the magical marksmanship to dare to fire in this situation.

这 In this tense situation, Cheng Bin frowned and walked out of the villa.

Wu Chengbin walked past the two people who were fighting in the yard. He was ordinary and walking in an ordinary manner. He did not cause the killer's alert.

I went to the gate and checked a few headshot security guards on the ground. Cheng Bin stood in place and remained silent for a while.

If he is not to maintain the sensory experience of ordinary people, he usually closes the panoramas. These security guards would not need to die, and the worst would be a lot less.

Cheng Chengbin sighed and heard the muffled gun sounds coming from behind him. He looked back and the fight had come to an end--

He grabbed the gap that Zhao Chuang's wind suddenly weakened, and Wen Wen's little fist hammered on his chest, and he was about to hit it with a crack in the sternum to spray blood.

But Chao Chuang's wind was all focused at that time ~ www.readwn.com ~ He operated his pistol that was secretly out of Wenwen's field of vision, and the unmanned silencing pistol Linkong was a shot in the back of Wenwen. .

"Oh," Chao Chong, who fell to the ground, rolled along the force twice and flashed into the bunker, making a soft mocking sound: "It's still too tender, young lady."

But his expression of smirk soon solidified.

Wenwen, who was indifferent, came over and stared at the dead fish. Chao Chuang only saw her holding a bullet in her fingertips, and said to the seemingly harmless strange man beside her, "I do n’t need you to control me. They flickered away, at least on their shoulders. "

Cheng Chengbin shook his head helplessly. The shield he had solidified on the surface of several human bodies was automatically operated. Attacks beyond the normal range will be offset by stasis ...

I saw Wen Wen curiously pinch the bullet with his hand, and he also thoughtfully lowered the high temperature of the bullet, okay, no matter how grumpy it is, no matter how.

Xi Chengbin turned his eyes to Chao Chuang, who was half-kneeling.

的 Chao Chao, who had a pistol in his hand, realized the danger, but he had no time to aim and fire two shots, and he was paralyzed on the ground by an invisible force.

The ground beneath his body was cracked by terrible force, and Chao Chuang, who was fractured, barely looked up at Cheng Bin, and saw inconceivably he lifted his hands and flew two solidified bullets in front of him—

"Can the motivation to freeze bullets? Who are you ?!"

Wen Wen expertly walked over and searched for Chao Chuang, tossed some dangerous bits and pieces, and patted his palms. He said to Chao Chuang, who was lying on the ground with a sense of serious injury, and said, "Hey, it's me. .. Wen Bin, my brother who has been separated for many years, don't you know? "

Cheng Chengbin's brow shook violently and looked at Wenwen silently.