Chapter 172 of Volume Seven: The Secret Technique of Thousand Eyes!!!
"Ugh..." Ling Jie was about to speak, but was blocked by the blood he had just spit out. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and then he fell to the ground with a bang, and the ground shook. Ling Jie's body was seen on the ground.
His body was twitching. At this moment, he seemed to be a bloody man, but he was trembling slightly, so that he had a little breath of life.
"Hahahaha... Ling Jie? Is this what Feng Chu praised so much? Compared with my 'Blood Silkworm Gun', it is far different. Although Feng Chu suffered under this gun
You are injured, but not to the point of death. You are too weak. I have told you not to mess with me, ant!" Soros held a gun in one hand, strode up to Ling Jie, and stepped on Ling Jie's chest.
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Staring at Ling Jie with disdain, "The Blood Silkworm Gun is one of the twenty-four great weapons of Da Luo. Its bullets are integrated with the will of the ancestors. After the bullets come out of the chamber, they are not only extremely fast and powerful, but the most terrifying thing is the bullets."
With the tracking function, the will of the ancestors to kill drives the bullet to track the opponent, and it will not be withdrawn until the opponent pierces thousands of blood holes and dies. Even if the line changes direction, there will be no slowdown!"
"Are you saying that the gun in your hand is fused with the 'will to kill' of your ancestors? The will drives the bullet to bend and change direction, chasing the enemy to death." Ling Jie's voice was very weak, and his blood was not flowing smoothly.
Then I knew that Ling Jie would die soon.
"Of course! This gun is one of the two guns left by the sharpshooter Han Zhan. Han Zhan is a native of the Central Plains. You must have heard of his name. That is the legendary Thousand Man Enemy. He is universally recognized in the world.
The sharpshooter, the only sharpshooter. But after he died, the money fell into my hands, and now this gun still has his steely will!" Soros stared at Ling Jie proudly.
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Ling Jie looked shocked. He knew Han Zhan, but he was older, a whole generation older than Ling Jie. When he was in Qianlong, Ling Jie had heard something about Han Zhan. This
He is the best sharpshooter in the world. He once fought a thousand snipers with one man and one gun. As a result, all the thousand snipers died under his gun. He also became famous from this, and was finally entered into the 13th Bureau of National Security.
I don’t know what happened later. In short, at that time, Han Zhan was like a god in Ling Jie’s heart. He actually killed a thousand snipers with one shot. This was absolutely terrifying. Even Ling Jie now, in
When a thousand snipers attacked together, Ling Jie probably escaped death. The Korean War has almost become an eternal myth in the hearts of millions of troops in the Central Plains, an insurmountable myth!
Ling Jie has never seen Han Zhan's shooting skills with his own eyes, but the shot fired by Soros today was so terrifying. What if it was Han Zhan who fired the gun? It must be several times more powerful and real than Soros's shot.
More powerful.
"Of course I know about the Korean War, I don't need you to say more. What I want to know is, you just said that the Korean War is a double-gun marksman, and the gun in your hand is only one of the Korean War's double guns, so what about the Korean War?
Where is the other gun?" Ling Jie asked the doubt in his heart. If a sniper had such a good weapon, it would definitely be very scary.
Soros stepped on Ling Jie's chest with more force and stepped down hard. He heard the sound of bones breaking from Ling Jie's chest, "You are already a dead person anyway, so it doesn't matter if I tell you. Another
Put the blood silkworm gun in the hands of Wang Han. Wang Han, the top leader of MGM! Hahaha... You regret it, don't you? It's not too late for you to call me biological father. Maybe you will let me go if you call me happy for a moment.
It's possible for you too."
Soros laughed arrogantly, the kind of laughter that seemed to control all life and death, arrogant and unbridled, "Hahahahaha..."
"Hahahahahahahahahaha..." At this time, a more wild and uninhibited laughter than Soros suddenly came from the room. Soros was shocked and hurriedly looked for the reputation, only to see Ling Jie lying on the ground suddenly opened his mouth.
, laughed loudly and arrogantly.
"What are you laughing at? Are you crazy?" Soros raised the hand holding the gun, pointed the gun at Ling Jie's eyebrows, and held the trigger tightly with his index finger, as he might pull it at any time, "Hurry up.
Shut up, or I will really shoot you."
"Hahahahaha... you shoot, you try shooting, hahaha... you are so childish, you want to defeat me, Ling Jie, with just a broken gun, it's a joke, it's a big joke... don't say it
It's you, even if Han Zhan comes in person, you may not be my opponent!" Ling Jie's laughter became even more arrogant, as if he really had the aura to control the world.
"Seeking death!" Soros shouted and pulled the trigger in his hand. But at this moment, Soros felt dizzy, but the picture in front of him suddenly shattered!
It was as if a mirror was suddenly shattered and turned into thousands of small lenses. Each mirror projected a tiny world. This was what he was experiencing before him - with a "crack", the world suddenly shattered into millions of pieces.
, each fragment contains some shadows of the small world, and then these fragments begin to rotate counterclockwise, and finally rotate faster and faster, and then the picture changes...
Soros felt only darkness, and his thoughts were frozen at that moment. When he regained consciousness the next moment, he saw that he was still on the desk, and Ling Jie was standing in front of the desk. The office was still his.
In the office, nothing has changed.
What Soros couldn't accept the most was that the Ling Jie in front of him was not injured at all, but looked at him indifferently, with disdain on his face.
"What's going on? What's going on? Isn't Ling Jie dead? What's going on? What's going on..." Thoros stood up and roared at Ling Jie, reaching out his hand at the same time
He touched the blood silkworm gun on his waist, but it was a pity that the gun was no longer there.
Without the gun on him, the original calmness on Soros's face dimmed instantly, replaced by panic. The blood silkworm gun was his biggest reliance, and now the gun is gone...
"Is this the gun you are looking for?" Ling Jie took out a gun from behind. It was a bright silver pistol, and it turned out to be the Blood Silkworm Gun.
"How come my gun is in your hand? How is it possible...impossible..." Soros yelled crazily.
Ling Jie smiled, "You are very arrogant, and your arrogance has ruined your life."
Then Ling Jie's eyes suddenly turned blue, and everything that had just happened appeared in his eyes, including Soros shooting Ling Jie to death, Soros' arrogance and arrogance... everything was revealed in his eyes.
Soros also saw in those eyes that Ling Jie took away his gun with his own hands...but he had no impression at all.
After seeing all this, Soros seemed to have been taken away from his whole body, and he suddenly fell down on his seat in despair, "It's impossible... It's impossible, you can actually create a fantasy world, and it's so real.
, Impossible...I only heard about it in legends. I heard that Ziyu can create a fantasy world with a flute, but I didn't expect you...it's impossible."
Ling Jie played with the gun in his hand and shook his head, "This is the Thousand Eyes Secret Technique - Fantasy World! I only used less than one-tenth of my strength just now. If it were true, a hundred of you wouldn't be enough."
Death! But this gun is really a magic gun. It is the most powerful one that Lingjie has ever seen.
This terrifying gun is worthy of being one of the twenty-four great weapons of Da Luo. However, when it comes to your hand, it only emits so little power. It simply tarnishes the marksmanship of our Central Plains. The Chinese culture is profound and profound. It is not just that you have the Blood Silkworm Gun.
bring it out really
Positive power. The will left in the gun from the Korean War is 'killing'. Only when the shooter has a heart to move forward bravely and a heart to kill the enemy can it be integrated with the will of the gun. Only in this way can it be exerted.
The true power of the bleeding silkworm gun,
Shoot all enemies! Unfortunately, you are far from understanding Chinese culture. A person who does not even understand the culture of the Central Plains, even if he possesses the twenty major weapons of the Great Luo Dynasty, will definitely not be able to understand the will of the Central Plains master, let alone use the bleeding silkworm gun.
The true power of!"
"You fart! You're just relying on your blue eyes, haha... As long as I announce this news to the world, countless people will come after you from now on, and you will never be able to live in peace for the rest of your life, haha.
Haha... I want you to live in a nightmare your whole life... Anyone who goes against me, Soros, never ends well, and Feng Chu is like this, and you will not be an exception."
"Ignorance! If you still haven't repented until now, I, Ling Jie, will let you know what the true Chinese spirit is today. The blood silkworm gun is not used like you just did." Ling Jie held the gun in one hand and took a deep breath.
"It's pointless, it's a big sacrifice, go forward bravely, kill... kill!" Ling Jie thought silently in his heart, and then felt as if the gun had become a part of his body.
"Whoops!" The gun is a silenced gun. Even when it is fired, the sound is not very loud.
Soros sat on the big chair, his eyes wide open. He had never thought that a gun could be used like this. The bullet that was shot seemed to suddenly become a demon, a man with a strong killing intent.
The demon who is thinking about it is like a murderous god, shooting at me desperately.
Let alone avoidance, under this powerful killing thought, Soros almost lost the courage to resist. Under this killing thought, he seemed to feel that he was going to die...
"This... what is this? The Blood Remnant Gun actually has such a strong desire to kill, and can be so terrifying... Is this the true Chinese spirit? Is the will of Han Zhan actually like this?" Soros said in a nonchalant voice.
, his body still stopped moving, and he didn't even have the courage to resist in the end.
"Whoops!" A silver ray of light shot out from the muzzle, like a tiger descending from a mountain, heading towards Soros with overwhelming force...
"Ling Jie, you won today, and I am convinced that I lost. But don't be too proud, I will turn into a calendar ghost and come back to take your life!!!" Soros shouted at the end.
"Wait!" At this moment, another person's voice suddenly came from the room. The voice was as loud as a bell, which made people like Ling Jie's ears buzz and make him feel sore.