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Chapter 121 The situation is chaotic

Strong pressure may defeat a person, or it may inspire people to make progress!

Zhou Qingfeng is a person who explodes under pressure. He is usually a little lazy, a little lustful, and has a little dream, but he has no way to rise. No matter the ability, connections, or financial resources, he has none at all. But in the end of the world

Wasteland, he has everything he needs.

David Lawrence is a good pressure template. This man has a beautiful wife and a lovely daughter. He fought on the battlefield in the first half of his life and was brilliant and great in the second half of his life. He is strong, capable and full of charisma.

This man rescued desperate citizens, wiped out evil gangs, dredged the city's lifeline, established a new order, and saved the entire society. He did many, many things that can be called miracles.

The people who follow David Lawrence may not necessarily be convinced by him, but they all recognize him as a person. Even the unruly butcher can at most complain about his character as "arrogant", but can't say anything specific.

Shortcomings.

When Zhou Qingfeng came to New York in 2030, David Lawrence was a big mountain that stood in front of him, a mountain that was almost insurmountable. Zhou Qingfeng felt uncomfortable facing him.

The huge psychological shadow makes Zhou Qingfeng unwilling to follow David Lawrence, but if he wants to live in the end of the world, he must climb this mountain and surpass David Lawrence.

Now that David Lawrence is by Zhou Qingfeng's side, pressure has turned into motivation. Zhou Qingfeng is unwilling to be compared with his opponent. This is a kind of willfulness and a kind of striving for improvement.

This time, Zhou Qingfeng did not use his "super sharp" super power. He wanted to rely on his own qualities to compete with David Lawrence. Since the other party wants to have a shooting competition, let's do it!

In the first shot, Zhou Qingfeng showed his extraordinary performance and shot a bullet into the target's mouth. The .223-caliber projectile blew the head off.

Next, Zhou Qingfeng aimed at the five or six people sitting on the sofa. These guys were chatting and talking nonsense. But he was a step slower, and David Lawrence's MK23 made a rapid and rhythmic shooting sound.

Plop, plop..., continuous shooting, one after another blood flowers exploded on the broken sofa. Several thugs from the Zetas gang were smoking marijuana, and they were all so happy that they died, and then they were stupidly

With a smile on his face, his body jumped as he was beaten, and he was really dead.

Zhou Qingfeng immediately switched the scar from semi-automatic to fully automatic, because at this moment the four thugs who were playing cards had come to their senses. They raised their heads in surprise, turned around and drew their guns to shoot. The sound of chirping had already sounded.

Burst, thud, thud..., the sacr's shell ejection window jumped briskly, and hot bullet casings flew out of it. The gun pointed at the four thugs who reacted and were beaten wildly. They were already beaten.

Caught off guard, the posture of sitting cross-legged on the ground seemed extremely unfavorable. Some people wanted to roll over, some wanted to fall to the ground, and some wanted to crawl away. In the end, they were all swept to death, with blood flowing all over the ground.

Finally, there were two guys standing at the window, smoking and observing. They had the most time among the thugs. As soon as the attack happened, these two people quickly ran away from the window to find cover.

But one of them had just turned around and fired a bullet from the window, easily cutting off half of his head. The explosion of blood startled his companions. The thug, who was covered in blood, originally lowered his head and bent his head.

He drew a pistol from his waist, but the sticky blood made him turn his head subconsciously. Then his head exploded and his body fell to the ground.

For about five or six seconds, it was short and tense, and Zhou Qingfeng felt that his heartbeat suddenly doubled. This was the first time that he actively launched an attack without relying on superpowers, and it felt very exciting.

Catalina's chuckle came over the radio, "I helped you kill the two at the window, don't thank me."

David Lawrence killed six, and Zhou Qingfeng shot five, and he used an assault rifle. The third floor of the building became quiet, and David Lawrence gave Zhou Qingfeng a thumbs up, but said jokingly:

"You made a good first shot, but then you lost your cool."

Zhou Qingfeng rolled his eyes, followed David Lawrence and continued to advance with guns. The two of them walked among a dozen corpses, looking for other possible enemies. At this moment, on the Criminal Court building opposite, a man with a full beard appeared on his face.

The man raised his digital binoculars and looked over.

"Those idiots are dead. Someone entered behind us." Through the lens tube of the telescope, Lu Xiu saw two corpses lying down by the window. Both had been shot in the head, and their brains were scattered all over the floor. And inside the floor

There was no other reaction. It can be imagined that everyone inside was already dead.

The shooter holding a sniper rifle turned his head and asked: "Do you want to evacuate? We should have been exposed."

"Retreat, we have encountered experts, change positions and deal with them." As the observer, the bearded man crawled back from the seven-story floor of the court building, while the shooter quickly packed up his sniper rifle and various equipment, and quickly

Evacuate.

Bearded's actions were very decisive and he retreated when he noticed something was wrong without any hesitation. The sniper team quickly left the Criminal Court Building, but they did not go far and re-arranged their sniper position behind an abandoned hatchback pickup truck near the building.

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The shooter first pumped water from the water bag to spray the ground wet, and then spread a piece of burlap to prevent dust on the ground. A cloth bag filled with sand was used as a cushion. An M40A5 sniper rifle was placed steadily on the cloth bag, with the muzzle pointed at Zhou Qingfeng's location.

The building exits, "I'm ready."

"Stand by." The bearded man was also lying on the side, holding binoculars in both hands, staring calmly at the street about a hundred meters away. There were all kinds of waste on the street, but the field of view was still wide. As long as anyone showed up, he would definitely be attacked.

to sniper.

At this moment, Zhou Qingfeng and David Lawrence were still cleaning the floor. But as they were sweeping, he felt something was wrong and said, "There seems to be a sound outside."

There are eight floors on the floor where Zhou Qingfeng is located. The two of them have roughly cleaned up and can confirm that there is no one alive in the building. But at this moment, a noisy and tinny sound suddenly sounded outside the floor, which sounded like a large crowd.

near.

David Lawrence also felt strange. He quietly walked to the side of a window, quickly glanced out, and said in surprise: "There is a large group of people coming towards us."

"What do you mean a large group?" Zhou Qingfeng also leaned over and peeked out of the window, "What the hell, are the Zetas gang members going to hold an armed parade?"

There was really a large group of people on the street, and they were all Mexicans. There were thousands of these people. They began to clean the streets, remove obstacles, and declare their presence lively.

"I saw one, no..., several armored vehicles, uh... there were quite a lot of home-made armored vehicles." Zhou Qingfeng had already grabbed the binoculars and looked into the distance of the street.

The Zetas gangsters are very capable. They welded some trucks to steel plates, leaving only a gap in the cab, and installed a steel plate welded machine gun tower on the roof of the vehicle, coupled with several rifles that can shoot fully automatically, to create an armored vehicle.

Already.

"It seems like this gang wants to wipe us out."


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