The Return of the Demon

"Lao Feng, Xiao Xixi, where are you?"

Ning Chen shouted as he walked forward.

Suddenly, he paused, as if he had guessed something?

When he looked down, he was stunned...there were two bullet shells under his feet.

this???

Ning Chen's face was filled with shock. This was the bullet shell of a Type 88 sniper rifle, and it was definitely not the crude, simple product that Ye Xingjue had tinkered with himself.

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How could this thing exist?

Are there other time travelers besides Kang Baobao and Ye Xingjue?

It is so terrifying and unimaginable that they can create a high-precision Type 88 sniper rifle.

Ning Chen raised his head and looked towards the tree.

The sniper was supposed to be hiding in a tree, and the bullet casing ricocheted to the ground after he fired the shot.

Generally, a sniper will move his position after firing one shot.

This sniper fired two shots before changing positions, which shows that he had excellent marksmanship. The first shot killed the enemy, so he was not in a hurry to change positions.

Ning Chen squatted down and looked at the ground.

Judging from the traces left on the ground, the sniper went towards his left front.

Ning Chen subconsciously tried to draw his sword, but ended up grabbing nothing. His Canmeng sword and dagger were gone.

Grass!!!

Ning Chen cursed softly, then picked up a few branches, broke them into pieces about ten centimeters long, and held them tightly in his hand.

The flying knife technique that Pan Yucheng taught him came in handy at this time.

Ning Chen followed the trail and moved forward cautiously.

He had to be careful, even though he was a superb master, the other party had a sniper rifle and was an excellent marksman, while he only had a few broken branches.

In front of the Equality Device for All Beings, any expert is useless as long as it is a carbon-based creature.

Suddenly, Ning Chen's eyes narrowed.

He stopped, squatted down, and picked up a dead leaf with blood on it...and the blood had not yet solidified, which meant that it had not been there for long.

Was the sniper wounded, or was his opponent wounded?

Ning Chen became more alert and slowly moved forward.

After walking around a pile of thorns, Ning Chen's face suddenly changed. He moved like a ghost and hid behind a tree nearby, then fell to the ground.

About ten meters away, a man was lying behind a rock, with the cold muzzle of a gun pointed at him.

A qualified sniper can shoot continuously at the same place, penetrate the tree and kill the enemy.

So, Ning Chen hid behind a tree, lying on the ground, close to the ground.

But after waiting for a long time, no gunshots were heard.

Ning Chen didn't dare to speak, for fear of exposing his position.

Relying on his memory, he raised his hand and swung it, and the branch in his hand turned into a cold light and shot towards the place where the sniper was hiding.

He looked around and saw a slope not far away.

Ning Chen kicked his legs and supported himself on the ground with his hands. Like a cheetah, he leaped several meters, rolled down the slope, then ran like lightning and quietly went behind the sniper.

The sniper lay there motionless with his gun in his hand.

Ning Chen sneered secretly, picked up a branch as long as a chopstick, and threw it away.

Whoosh!!!

A sharp sound of breaking through the air was heard, and the branch turned into a cold light and directly penetrated into the back of the sniper's neck, killing him instantly.

"I really overestimate you!"

Ning Chen curled his lips in disdain and walked towards the sniper.

I thought this sniper was an expert, but I didn't expect him to be a useless guy who only cared about the beginning and not the end.

He came up to the sniper, first unloaded his pistol, then took away his sniper rifle, and then kicked the other's body over, sneering: "Such a good sniper rifle is really useless in your hands, you are simply..."

But his voice suddenly stopped, and his whole body seemed to be struck by lightning. His pupils trembled and he froze in place, like a stone or wooden sculpture.

My head was buzzing and went blank, and I completely lost the ability to think.

No wonder Ning Chen was shocked, because this sniper was actually... Wu Tiezhu!

I don’t know how long it took? A breeze blew and Ning Chen suddenly woke up.

He looked at the dead Wu Tiezhu with horror.

He killed Wu Tiezhu.

Suddenly, Ning Chen's eyes narrowed. He didn't kill Wu Tiezhu. There was a bloody hole in his chest. He was shot to death.

No, why is Wu Tiezhu here? Why is he wearing camouflage? Why is he using a sniper rifle? Where is this?

Ning Chen had a question mark on his head, and he was at a loss as to what to do.

At this moment, his head began to ache slightly and pictures flashed through his mind.

Ning Chen froze again.

He seemed to remember something.

No wonder he always felt that this jungle was familiar yet strange, it turned out that he had actually been here before.

This jungle was the one where he fought with Kang Baobao and Ye Xingjue.

It was here that he sacrificed his life for his country and then traveled to the Great Xuan Dynasty.

But why am I back again?

Ning Chen was completely confused. Could it be that he was not dead at all... Was the so-called time travel just a dream?

He stared blankly at Wu Tiezhu's body, and suddenly slapped himself hard.

Because he couldn't tell whether the time travel was a dream or he was dreaming at this moment?

"tear......"

Ning Chen took a breath and felt pain...that proved that he was not dreaming.

That means I was just dreaming before, there was no time travel at all.

But why is everything so real?

Ning Chen felt that his brain was totally inadequate. He knocked his head hard, trying to calm himself down, then went back to the beginning and sorted out his thoughts.

Da da da!!!

Suddenly, a burst of intensive gunfire came from a distance.

Ning Chen was startled, and lowered his head to the dead Wu Tiezhu and said, "Brother Zhuzi, I will be back soon."

He checked the sniper rifle and rushed towards the place where the gunshots came from.

Along the way, Ning Chen found many corpses.

These people seem to be mercenaries.

These should be Kang Baobao and Ye Xingjue's subordinates.

Intensive gunfire came from the front.

Ning Chen ran wildly like a cheetah in the forest.

After climbing over a hill, Ning Chen was just about to find a place to hide and observe, but he was shocked by the situation in front of him.

There were several bodies lying all over the ground.

Not far away, a muscular figure was leaning against a tree, holding a gun. He had been shot several times and his camouflage uniform was almost soaked with blood.

But he stood there stubbornly and refused to fall.

He held his gun with one hand and struggled to get out the military walkie-talkie with the other. "Commander Feng Qizheng reports that he has fulfilled his mission and killed 16 enemies..."

Just a few words seemed to have exhausted all his strength. He spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, took a break, picked up the walkie-talkie again, and said with a smile: "Report to the commander, I'm afraid I can't go back..."

Before he could finish his words, he could no longer hold on and fell down softly.

Ning Chen, who was not far away, suddenly woke up, his eyes were bloodshot, and he rushed over roaring, "Old Feng, Old Feng..."

When he rushed over, Feng Qizhen was already dead.

At this moment, a hysterical roar came from the walkie-talkie: "Lao Feng, Lao Feng, report your location, report your location..."

Ning Chen was stunned because the voice coming from the walkie-talkie was his.