Fellow Daoists, Would You Like To Buy Gatling?

  Chapter 45

not good!

   was seen through!

  In the chaos, the invisible monk was surprised.

   Jiang Xia's bright pupils in front of him made him feel like a catastrophe is imminent.

   Just about to retreat, I saw Jiang Xia raising his hand, and an egg-sized thing that had been activated and threw it at his feet.

  "Boom"

  The faint blue light exploded, and the plasma formed by the ionization of a huge amount of atomic clusters, like tentacles, swept across the surroundings for several meters, returning everything to the beating violent light.

  In the background of the explosive plasma dancing, Jiang Xia moved his shoulders and hooked the fourth child around him. The latter immediately threw a handful of black Colt with empty bullets.

  Jiang Xia took it in her hand, took out the magazine from her pocket, and sent it into the magazine with a click.

  He raised his head, and a dozen meters in front of him, the monk Tsing Yi who came to make trouble was shocked. This would be dragging Jasmine, who had just broken the rope, and fled towards the distance.

   Jiang Xia started to chase, and took a full M4 from Su along the way. He said in the chip communication:

   "The chip you changed has a new insert, right? Then surprise him, Jasmine."

   "Yes, boss!"

   Jasmine just responded.

  Screaming came from the crowd on the other side.

   "Withdraw!"

  In the chaos, most of the monks were brought down.

   can't stand it anymore.

  They are screaming.

  The heavy firepower outflanked from the rear was too fierce, and the bullets hit a hundred per second, which stunned these low-level cultivators. Someone caught fire in his hands, but he could not tell where the enemy was.

  Su and the others turned on the optical occlusion, and like the chameleon, they were almost integrated with the surrounding environment. In this chaotic time, the monks who panicked had no time to catch the target with their spiritual thoughts.

   can only grab the fireball and throw it around, and the dust from the hit bursts.

   Full of momentum and zero damage.

  There are also those of Yufeng. Seeing that the situation is not good, they suffocated a breath of energy and just rushed into the sky with their body.

  He was about to mobilize his aura and swept across the battlefield with a wind blade, but then, with the piercing scream, an oncoming rocket flew like a heavy fist.

  Four tail wings spread out under the monk’s wide-open eyes.

  "Boom"

  The flames of the volley explosion soared into the sky.

  In the smoke and dust, the monk smashed to the ground, and all his magical items and clothing were ignited.

   deserves to be a monk.

  Face received the RPG, but he was only seriously injured.

  There is another one who runs very fast, which seems to be a phantom practice.

  When Su and a few warriors rushed over, the monk sneered and shook his figure. He turned into five or six fake illusions, and each used magic spells, which dazzled people.

   Ten meters in front of him, Su Xiang was frightened. The thin black soldier stood in place, holding the modular dark semi-automatic heavy sniper in his hand.

   eyes widened, then blinked again.

   "Huh, mere mortals!"

  The phantom monk sneered, seeing that Su was deterred, he immediately manipulated the phantom and rushed towards Su.

  But the next moment, Su raised the muzzle and pulled the trigger.

"boom"

  Standard three-point shot, three shots of 12.7 mm caliber cutie, shot in less than a second, through numerous phantoms, accurately hit the real body of the monk, at this close range, the brutal anti-equipment bullets were full of power.

  A defensive magic weapon on the latter was directly exploded, and the whole person looked stunned.

  But blood spurted from the waist, and couldn't sustain the clone spell in the severe pain, so she could only scream on the ground.

  Su rushed forward, grabbed the Taser from his waist, shot the guy with a high-voltage current, and stunned him into a coma.

   "What is it, bells and whistles."

  Su murmured.

When    spoke, the field of vision in his left eye was returning from the thermal imaging detection mode to the normal enemy detection mode.

  The fourth child on the other side is not going well.

  He emptied two magazines, only to meet a brutal man who was rampaged in the rain of bullets.

   is a body-refining cultivator. He is full of steel and iron bones, shot with bullets, and suffered only skin trauma on his body. Like a bull running, there is a looming yellow clock phantom on his body.

  He seems to have spotted the old fourth, this thin monkey, who is so bully.

   then chased the old fourth and fought fiercely.

  The old fourth raised Colt in his hand and shot, emptying a magazine, but the small-caliber bullet hit the body refiner, shooting out a few sparks, only a few penetrated into the flesh and blood.

   was clamped by the muscles, and could no longer cause harm.

  The man smiled grinningly, rushed towards the fourth, scared the fourth and ran away.

   "Liu! Use this!"

  Su’s shout came from the other side.

  The old fourth suddenly turned his head back, like a basketball master, stretched out his hand, followed the trajectory calculated by the chip in his left eye, and grasped the black Remington M870 that Su lost in front of him.

  But at this stop, he was hit by the body refiner behind him, knocking the fourth child to the ground.

  This savage collision made the fourth child's eyes black.

  It seems that the bones are all broken.

  In pain, he fell to the ground, grinning.

  There is also a flow of information in the chip communication. It is a data packet, which is a shotgun usage tutorial sent by Su. The fourth child downloads the information flow to the chip.

  He is already familiar with this manipulation.

  Download, unzip, run, all in one go.

  In the next instant, under the instructions in his mind, the old fourth buckled the handguard with his left hand and pulled it back, and the classic re-enactment of the powerful shotgun bullet was loaded.

  The muzzle is raised, like a short spear, which is touching the chest of the body refiner who is coming.

"boom"

  The trigger was pulled, and a large single-headed bullet was fired from the muzzle. The strong recoil made the fourth child's wrist painful.

  The gun posture is not right, but the effect is excellent.

   Several times stronger than the kinetic energy of a pistol bullet, pushing the single-headed bullet, blasting the chest of the body refiner.

  It's finally not a skin injury this time.

  Shooting at such a close distance, the explosive force pushed the body refiner out, and the whole chest was bloody, and the basic body forging technique was broken.

   "XXX!"

  The fourth eldest blasted a foul language learned from the wasteland people in Su.

   Jumped up, clicked another bullet, jumped over, and shot the body refiner who wanted to get up. The blood burst from the shoulder of that person, and he yelled in pain.

  The soaring adrenaline made the fourth child violent at this moment.

   Seeing the body refiner yelling at him grinningly, the old fourth took a **** saliva, rushed up, and slammed the **** of the gun on the monk's left cheek.

   Pointed the muzzle of the black hole exuding heat at the eyes of the body refiner.

  The latter is very unconvinced.

   But looking at the murderous eyes of the fourth child, then at the gunpowder shining from the muzzle of the dark gun.

  Finally, the body training monk gritted his teeth.

  Closed his eyes humiliatingly and stopped resisting.

   "Clear!"

   "Clear!"

   A reply sounded in the communication. Su looked around and saw that one of his brothers was "fighting" with another monk.

  The monk was surrounded by fire and looked majestic, with his hands clasping a large fireball in the sea bowl and throwing it everywhere.

  The wasteland warrior opposite him is flexible. It looks like a leg prosthesis is added. Like a spring man, he jumps around and can always avoid fireballs.

  After he landed again, he seemed to be tired of this kind of dodge game, so he raised his left hand, and under the stunned gaze of the monk, the bionic material on the warrior's palm opened.

  A metal tube pops out of the palm of the hand, like a faucet.

   "Fair!"

  The wasteland soldier sneered.

  In the next instant, there was a high-heat flame, ejecting from the palm of the hand.

  The two sides were separated by five or six meters. The fire dragon ejected from the flamethrower almost instantly covered the monk who was playing with fire.

   "Morty! Stop playing, he is dying!"

  Su shouted.

  The life signal belonging to the monk, monitored by his left eye, was rapidly weakening. Under his scolding, the happily playing wasteland warrior curled his mouth and turned off the flamethrower.

  The flames of thousands of degrees dissipated, leaving only a burnt and embarrassed person.

  At this point, the encounter was ended in less than three to five minutes, with the absolute firepower advantage of the Wasteland Gang.

  More than a dozen low-level monks who came to provoke, all fell to the ground, and two escaped. Under the threat of bright gunpoint, they wisely chose to surrender.

   Jiang Xia, followed Brother Tsing Yi, ran a dozen steps away, emptied half of the M4 magazine in his hand, and shattered the opponent's spirit shield. The latter felt a chaser behind him.

   then suddenly stopped and turned back, waved his sleeves, and pierced his ears.

   something like a hidden weapon, facing Jiang Xia's frontal stabbing.

  While the scalp was numb, the stress program in the chip was immediately activated. With the current surging in his mind, Jiang Xia felt that everything around him suddenly became ten times slower.

  He clearly saw the three green cones stabbing on the face.

  It looks like a bone grinding, the surface is very rough, but there is light beating on the bone cones, making them look at extraordinary things, probably some kind of magical artifact?

  The bullet time was activated, Jiang Xia lifted the M4 in his hand like a shield. In the next instant, the three bone cones blasted the metal firearms and spun out in the flying debris.

  The Tsing Yi monk also opened his eyes wide.

  This mortal, at this distance, has escaped his proud magic weapon Imperius Cone?

How can this be?

   "Let you hide again!"

  The monk gritted his teeth, hooked his fingers, and his mind-connected sacrificial artifacts pierced and whizzed in the air, turned around, and stabbed again at Jiang Xia, who was bare-handed.

  At the same time, he felt that his other wrist was also clasped by five fingers.

  Tsing Yi Sanxiu lowered his head.

  I saw the girl who was buttoned by her collar, with her left hand, firmly grasping her wrist.

  In those big brown eyes, full of hostility was revealed.

  "Tear it"

  The sound of electric current piercing the air, followed by an electric arc on Jasmine's left arm prosthesis.

  In the newly replaced six-slot chip, the bioelectrical enhanced insert function is activated, and the capacitor in the prosthesis discharges, so that Jasmine's petite body is wrapped in a dazzling electric coat at this moment.

  Like an electric mouse.

  The instantaneous high-voltage electric bombardment passed along the wrist of the monk Tsing Yi to the limbs and the limbs, making him feel shocked, as if a small flying insect had fallen into a deadly spider web.

"what!"

  It's as if the internal organs are all cooked at this moment.

  The heart-piercing pain caused the monk Tsing Yi to scream out, and Jasmine, who was being carried by him, kicked this guy's chest in the air flexibly, and the whole person fell to the ground like a monkey.

  His limbs twitched violently.

The terrible paralysis from the top of the head to the soles of the feet caused him to temporarily lose control of his body under the bombardment of high-voltage electricity. He could only watch Jiang Xia pick up the magic weapon he landed on, and then strode towards him. .

   "Are you okay?"

  Jiang Xia pulled Jasmine up from the ground and asked. The girl with goggles around her neck rubbed her butt, nodded to the boss, and smiled.

   "It's okay."

  Jiang Xia turned her head and set her gaze on the struggling monk Tsing Yi.

  He squatted down, put the cold muzzle of the large-caliber revolver in his hand against the monk’s forehead, and said:

  "How much did Liu Ruyi give you? Ask you to trouble us?"

  The monk did not answer.

  He would still be paralyzed, unable to speak at all, but he felt the coldness on his forehead. He had a foreboding that something was wrong, so he wanted to ask for mercy.

  But as soon as he opened his mouth, the thick barrel of the gun was tucked between his teeth.

   "Forget it, I actually don't want to know this."

   Jiang Xia grinned, fingers twitching.

"boom"

  The sound of a low gunshot and the sound of a heavy object being broken, completely blocked the monk's unsaid words in the exploded mouth, and splashed blood fell on Jiang Xia's face.

  Warm, with a fishy smell.

  The blood of this monk is no different from the blood of normal people.

  (End of this chapter)