boom!

The silver-white shotgun roared, and white light flashed past.

The nearest motorcycle seemed to have been hit hard, swaying out of control and slamming into the isolation guardrail on the side of the road.

The lethality of the deer hunting bullet is second only to the single-head bullet, not to mention the modified version of the Suppression Department.

“It’s really good stuff.”

Wang Jin looked at the pure white shotgun in his hand, his heart filled with joy.

The craftsmanship of the Forgebolt and the blessing of the fae create this firearm that perfectly blends elegance and violence.

The metal gun body reflects cool light, and the iris flower carved at the muzzle is lifelike.

The precise gear structure achieves a harmonious unity with the things that the fairies depend on for survival, allowing the relief to slowly light up.

When it blooms, the pure white iron curtain pours out.

Like falling petals.

That's the bonus from the situation.

It's like it's tailor-made for the Prince of Paradise.

"What a cool gun. Does it have a name?"

Hu Ling grinned, completely ignoring that the vest on his body was soaked by the rain.

"Um...no."

Wang Jin knocked down the two unclean men with another shot, then shook his head slightly.

In his opinion, as long as the weapon is easy to use, there is no need to give it a name.

After all, these things can be replaced at any time. If you have feelings, it will make you sad.

"Choose a name and it will be happy too."

Hu Ling smiled and spoke, then kicked the accelerator and ran over the figure on the ground.

"Then call it..."

Wang Jin scratched his head and looked at the shotgun in his hand.

This thing has great growth potential and will probably stay with me for a long time.

"My name is Alice."

"Another name for iris is Alice."

"Is it such a delicate name?"

"As long as it works."

So the shotgun named Alice continued to fire, and irises bloomed in the flesh.

Unfortunately, Alice is different from the shotgun Wang Jin used before.

It needs to replace the ammunition.

No matter how skillful Wang Jin was at changing ammunition, he gradually began to lose sight of the enemies appearing at the front and rear at the same time.

Boom!

squeak——

Someone abandoned the modified motorcycle and climbed onto the off-road vehicle that had lost its roof and windows.

"Too many."

"There may be some bumps next, please pay attention to your own safety."

Hu Ling frowned and said to Wang Jin.

As soon as she finished speaking, she freed her hand to pull out a simple-looking long sword from the groove where the umbrella was placed beside her, and used it to chop the wine bottle into pieces.

The aroma of wine is overflowing, and you can smell it even in the light rain.

The long sword buzzed, and he seemed to be intoxicated by the wine.

"Dukang, it's up to you."

Hu Ling said softly, then suddenly waved his hand.

The long sword came out of his hand but was not lost. Instead, it floated beside Hu Ling at a speed that was not inferior to that of an off-road vehicle.

"Walk!"

Hu Ling formed a sword finger on one hand and shouted in a low voice.

Du Kang roared past and pierced the chest of an unclean person.

"What the hell?"

Wang Jin's eyes almost popped out of his head.

Every young man has the dream of wielding a sword and flying into the sky, and Wang Jin is no exception.

But when he was a child, he puffed out his cheeks and practiced in front of the TV for a long time, but he didn't even let the small straight wooden stick in front of him move even half an inch.

Since then, Wang Jin's wish has been dashed.

Now seeing Hu Ling using this ability, Wang Jin suddenly felt that he had some hope.

"You can't fly on your feet, only a fox can learn that."

"It's another application of wind control."

Hu Ling sighed, seemingly seeing through Wang Jin's thoughts.

She can't read minds.

Almost every man who sees Hu Ling Yujian will ask this question.

Maybe boys have some strange obsession with flying swords.

"That's not what surprised me."

Wang Jin held the shotgun behind his back and hit an unclean man's head until his head was bleeding, then loaded the gun.

"Is this okay with you?"

The young man pointed at the steering wheel in Hu Ling's hand and asked.

Driving fast really tests your reflexes.

What's more, there are unclean people in front of me.

While Hu Ling was driving at this speed, he could also focus on wielding his sword.

This surprised Wang Jin.

"Ah...so it's going to be a bit confusing...wait a minute!"

Hu Ling's pupils shrank before he finished speaking, and he turned the steering wheel fiercely.

"Sharp turn!"

Wang Jin gritted his teeth, but still shot the person in front of him in the head.

Hu Ling was indeed affected.

There was a sharp turn in front of her, and she didn't react immediately.

In fact, at their speed, even if they reacted, the tires wouldn't be able to keep up.

The ground is slippery and cannot provide enough grip.

The only outcome is to break through the guardrail and fall down the mountain, turning into two blurry pools of flesh and blood.

"piece of cake."

Hu Ling took a deep breath and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

The car body jolted.

Wang Jin felt his feet tilt and he was almost thrown out.

But that's all.

The off-road vehicle miraculously passed this sharp turn, as if the tires were firmly welded to the ground.

"It's a drainage ditch. I got my wheel stuck in the drainage ditch."

Hu Ling smiled and blew bubble gum leisurely.

"I learned it through TV, so it's awesome."

"So handsome."

Wang Jin gave a thumbs up, feeling suddenly reassured.

While wielding the sword, you can also perform a classic gutter drift.
To be continued...