I can smash the planet with my thoughts

The Wang family's residence is about the size of a football field, with the front and back yards equivalent to the left and right half of the field.

As the most important living place for the owner, the study not only faces the north and has excellent lighting, but also has extremely luxurious carved beams and paintings.

But at this moment, the doors and windows of the Wang family's study were closed, and any glaring areas were wrapped in white cloth.

Coupled with the fact that there was a gloomy coffin in the room, the atmosphere was even more depressing.

Like all young people, Wang Siqi was somewhat disapproving of funerals.

He is familiar with foreign works and secretly disdains the elders' habit of taking their treasures underground.

Fortunately, it's all almost over.

Wang Siqi glanced at the clock. At 5 p.m., he would carry the coffin to the Wang family's blessed place, accompanied by his relatives.

Put the coffin, funerary objects, and soul child into the mausoleum, and the funeral is considered complete.

Then, you can completely receive your father's inheritance and use it as the beginning of your "great cause".

Wang Siqi raised his hand and a glass bottle flew into his hand.

"With this, our Wang family will definitely become a world-class wealthy family!"

What's in the bottle is the "Hyoposan" developed by Emperor Izumo.

Wang Siqi patted the coffin, and was very lucky that his father was on the right side, so he was able to get the "distribution rights" of this sacred object.

It even attracted giants such as the "Hatoyama Sect" to enthusiastically come over and want a piece of the pie.

At this time, there was another scraping sound in the coffin.

Wang Siqi was about to comfort him, but the study door suddenly made a "dong-dong" sound.

"What's going on! Are you still decent?"

Wang Siqi's face turned cold, and he went over and opened the door.

The next second, a corpse slipped in and fell to the ground, its back a bloody mess.

Wang Siqi immediately recognized this as the martial arts guardian of the house.

When he looked up again, he saw two intruders, a man and a woman, approaching.

Before she could say anything, the woman pulled the trigger and fired!

A dead enemy is the best enemy, and Xiaocha has no interest in talking nonsense.

The two sides were about 10 meters apart.

Normally, Wang Siqi would be sprayed three times and turn into a pile of bloody rotten flesh.

But with his divine cultivation [entering concentration], he also has the ability of "bullet time" and a reaction speed of 50 milliseconds!

In just an instant, Wang Siqi had locked onto Xiaocha and saw clearly the girl's finger on the trigger and the direction of the gun.

The moment Xiaocha pulled the trigger... Wang Siqi suddenly leaned to the left, just in time to avoid the incoming projectiles!

Xiaocha fired one after another unbelievingly, releasing ball after ball of projectiles.

But Wang Siqi could always twist his body just right, dodging all the incoming shotguns like the Matrix!

Such miraculous skills are the result of the simultaneous combination of god refining and martial arts.

Xiaocha was immediately shocked, and finally understood why those who only exercised their bodies but not their spirits were derided as "strong men".

The two sides are not on the same level at all, and you can't do anything to the other party even if you hold a gun!

At this moment, Wang Siqi could completely bully Xiaocha and take advantage of the vastly different reaction speeds of both parties to finish off Xiaocha.

But Lu Li was still there, and his gun also fired deadly projectiles.

Several large holes were punched out of the thick door, and Wang Siqi had to duck back into the study.

"The guns they used looked like 'Winchester 1897', but the sound of the gun was very small...it was the small box at the muzzle that suppressed the sound propagation!"

After all, he had read a lot of poetry and books, and Wang Siqi had a broad vision, and he guessed almost everything in just a moment.

He immediately retreated to the study, raised his hand and slapped away the lid of his father's coffin!

Wang Wenzhen sat up from the coffin and said hoarsely: "What, what, something..."

I saw that this person's skin had turned into a dead gray, his eyes were glowing dark red, and his fingers had scary pitch-black nails.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Li and Xiao Cha barged in and looked at the monster.

"What the hell is this? A zombie?"

"Some officials were buried with too many rich objects. Worried about being remembered, they would turn themselves into zombies to guard their tombs."

Hearing Xiaocha's explanation, Lu Li felt very uncomfortable and could not understand the unique funeral customs of the otherworldly China.

At this time, Wang Siqi sneered: "Who did I think it was? It turns out to be you... Lu Li! It seems that you know the use of Bingpo Powder."

Monks all have good memories. Wang Siqi remembered who the visitor was and understood the reason for what happened today.

However, he showed no fear at all and said sternly at this moment:

"You two bastards, I will treat you like blood today!"

Before the sound of flowers fell, Mr. Wang couldn't wait to stretch out his paws and pounce on Xiaocha with a "whoosh".

He was still salivating and yelling: "Virgin! Fresh virginity! Virginity!"

A gust of fishy wind blew towards their faces, and Lu Li and Xiao Cha quickly picked up their spray guns and fired.

But Wang Siqi's eyes narrowed and he stared at the gun in Xiaocha's hand.

The Zang-refining warrior has a strength of 3,000 kilograms, so he will not be disarmed by the power of his mind, but the muzzle of the gun will inevitably tilt.

Fortunately, Lu Li's two shots hit the zombie's head, knocking it out.

But this damn thing immediately stood up as if nothing had happened!

Except for the steel balls embedded in his face, there is nothing serious, and his skin and flesh are incredibly hard!

The shotgun is a "smoothbore" and has too low penetration to hurt this monster!

Seeing this scene, Wang Siqi felt determined and sneered:

"It's rare for two of you to express your condolences in the flesh. I'll let my father enjoy it. I'm a virgin, so I'll eat it from the womb!"

While stimulating the enemy with words, Wang Siqi was also ready to take action, waiting for his father to interrupt the enemy's position.

Wang Wenzhen did not disappoint her son. She bent her legs and pushed towards Xiaocha again with a fishy wind.

"Change the gun!"

Lu Li shouted, and the two of them threw away the spray, picked up the "children's rifle" and held it in their hands.

This gun is really meant for children, so it looks light and small.

Moreover, a large amount of polymer materials are used to reduce weight and lack the oppressive feeling of metal firearms.

Stuck in the limitations of the times, Wang Siqi couldn't help but feel underestimated.

He thought the two of them had run out of bullets and had no time to replace them, so he took out some strange pistol and sneered in his heart:

"It's ridiculous. The flesh of a zombie is as if it has been cast into copper. It's just a pistol...!!!"

Wang Siqi soon stopped laughing!

The two children's rifles fired "Teng Teng Teng" at a very fast speed, and the sound was much smaller than the continuous spray.

But the bullet hit Wang Wenzhen, causing him to roar in pain!

The "children's rifle" looks small, but it is a genuine rifle with great power.

The 5.56MM bullet fired is also a "performance-enhanced bullet". The warhead is more complex than ordinary bullets and is divided into two sections.

The first section is made of steel and is used to break armor; the second section is made of copper and is used to break and roll after drilling into the target's body.

The "toy guns" in the hands of Lu Li and Xiao Cha fired 10 bullets in just one second, punching holes as big as peanuts in Wang Wenzhen's body.

But the inside of these small holes has been turned into paste by the tumbling copper fragments.

Some even penetrated Wang Wenzhen's body, opening a hole as big as the mouth of a teacup in Wang Wenzhen's back.

This demon protected his head with both hands and screamed again and again!