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Chapter 401 White Night

There is no light source in the silent car.

In the sky, behind the thin, dark blue clouds, half of the waning moon emerged.

With the help of this faint light, Cheng Lin looked at the bullet in his palm.

The fine and complicated patterns on the copper bullet case make one feel dizzy just looking at it.

Even though he was wearing gloves, he could still faintly feel the biting coldness of the metal.

This is one of the three bullets obtained from the relics of the "former Black President".

When he first took it out of the bracelet, Cheng Lin only made a cursory inspection. When he was sorting supplies on the road these days, he took it out again and studied it carefully, but unfortunately he found nothing.

There is nothing unusual about the bullet except that it looks a little weird.

Even if he wrapped it with spiritual energy, there would be no reaction.

This only made him more curious.

"It can be treasured by President Black, and there are only three of them, which is enough to show that it is extraordinary. The bullets... symbolize attack. If there are no accidents, this should be a product of some kind of psychic technology, maybe domestic, but more

Maybe it comes from abroad."

"Since there is no way to activate it by any means, the only way left is probably... to fill it into a firearm and try to activate it."

This was a decision made by Cheng Lin after careful consideration.

Bullets are precious, use one and lose one.

But if you don't test it, it will always be dead.

In order to figure out how to use this thing, Cheng Lin thought it was worth taking out one and wasting it.

Having bullets but lacking firearms, Cheng Lin rummaged around and finally found one.

This was one of his harvests from the frozen soil projection, which he found in Zhu You's luggage.

I didn't think it was of much use at the time, so I threw it in the "initial space".

When he found it, Cheng Lin didn't have much hope.

Thinking it might not match.

But what surprised him a little was that the type of bullet exactly matched this pistol.

The only thing he was a little worried about was that he didn't know whether it would be useful to use an ordinary pistol to activate it.

Originally, I wanted to find a barren mountain and wild ridge on the way back to Jiuyuan and try firing a shot.

At this time, I saw the car getting closer and closer in the dark night.

He suddenly remembered this matter.

"Just in time to test the gun."

Cheng Lin pressed the bullet into the magazine with a click, loaded it according to the operation method he had learned in the academy, handed the gun to his right hand, leaned out of the car window, and aimed at the black figure.

Body control is turned on, which allows him to eliminate recoil to the greatest extent and improve accuracy.

If someone were passing by the road at this moment, they would clearly see a gun muzzle sticking out from the gap in the window of a car.

Silent and breathless.

At this time, the car was about to climb onto the national highway.

"President..." Zhang Hou next to him seemed to want to say something, but as soon as he uttered these two words, he was interrupted by a dull gunshot!

"boom!"

At this moment, Cheng Lin expressionlessly pulled the trigger.

The weird bullet in the gun chamber was pushed out of the gun chamber. At that moment, the complex lines on its surface lit up, like a beautiful piece of art!

There was a faint light dancing on the dark muzzle.

Before the nerves of the human brain could react, the bullet had already crossed a distance of several hundred meters and accurately hit the front of the car.

Then, a dazzling light lit up.

Centered on the place where the bullet hit, a ball of pure white dazzling light exploded. It was so dazzling and dazzling that it tore the night apart almost instantly, and the sky and earth were covered with white light.

The dark night turned into a white night.

In Cheng Lin's field of vision, all the scenery disappeared.

The dark factory building, the approaching cars, the dark national highway, the ghostly trees on both sides... everything disappeared, and all the scenery was swallowed up by the "white night", including the sounds.

The world suddenly became silent.

It's like there's a bug chirping in my head, which is very annoying.

He turned his head irritably and saw Zhang Hou's frightened face beside him, as well as his lips that kept moving, but for some reason, he couldn't hear any sound.

He seemed to have stepped into a silent film.

It wasn't until about five seconds later that the white light that filled the field of vision suddenly disappeared. It was precisely because of this huge contrast that the night in front of him was darker than before, and it was almost impossible to see his fingers.

It took another six or seven seconds for Cheng Lin's eyes to adapt to the change in light.

Then, he saw a scene that shocked him.

I saw that the car hundreds of meters ahead had turned into a ball of charred scrap metal. It looked like a ball of waste paper that had been ravaged by someone's hands. It was miserable.

The twisted, charred metal skeleton spurted flames out, burning silently in the dark night.

Centered on this mass of scrap metal, the land within a radius of nearly a hundred meters seemed to have been severely "scraped", and the vegetation was scorched and lifeless.

If I had to describe it...

"It's like being bombed."

Cheng Lin murmured in his heart.

He lowered his head and glanced at the gun in his hand with frightened eyes, feeling a strong sense of fear in his heart.

"The power of this bullet... seems to be stronger than Han Lun's talisman..."

Moreover, the power is secondary in comparison. The main reason is that this attack has a long range. How far can the talisman hit? More than ten meters, dozens of meters are as high as the sky, so Han Lun is bombed every time, but this bullet

...But it can hit at least several hundred meters!

"I didn't expect this bullet to have such power. I'm afraid it's not weaker than a fifth-grade strongman's full blow... Why didn't President Black use it when he fought with me? If he had used it, I'm afraid it would be true.

Will make him run away... Well, by the way, he doesn't seem to have a gun in his bracelet, so he can't use it..."

Cheng Lin felt complicated.

As for why he forgot to bring a gun despite carrying such a weapon, this is obviously impossible to find out. With the death of the black leader, it has completely become an unsolvable mystery.

Fortunately, this was no longer important. Now this treasure fell into Cheng Lin's hands. After the shock, he felt excited.

"There are two more trump cards..."

Cheng Lin thought happily.

At this time, Zhang Hou, who was next to him, finally picked up the three souls and seven souls who were frightened away. The middle-aged man's face turned pale, and beads of sweat rolled on his forehead. Especially when he saw the scene in front of him clearly, he was even more stunned, "President

...This...they..."

"Of course he's dead." Cheng Lin pretended to be indifferent, as if all this was expected, "Seeing how scared you are, how can you behave like this?"

Zhang Hou could only smile awkwardly when he heard this, and looked at Cheng Lin with even more awe. Compared to subduing his younger brother, the scene in front of him was obviously more impactful, clearly showing the power of the "new president".

"Okay, the noise just now was a bit loud, and it must have attracted the attention of people in the factory. You wait here for a while, and I will go and deal with the remaining person."

Cheng Lin put away his firearm, pushed open the car door, and started running at full speed. Without even looking at the flaming scrap car frame, he rushed straight towards the abandoned factory.

When he ran to the factory gate, he only heard footsteps coming from inside.

He rolled his eyes and flew into the darkness beside him.

The next moment, a young man was seen running out from inside, his body trembling with spiritual energy.

When he saw the burning fire in the distance clearly, he couldn't help but let out a sigh, and he was stunned.

Cheng Lin saw the opportunity and jumped out of the darkness, releasing a "vine" to wrap around the man.

Then he stretched out his hand to summon the He Jian, with his fourth-grade cultivation fully activated. The opponent had almost no power to fight back, and he was killed in a matter of seconds.

Putting away the He Jian, Cheng Lin stepped into the factory.

This abandoned factory area is overgrown with grass. Most of the factory buildings have their doors closed, and there is only a small building with faint lights.

Turn on "Hazy Eyes" and look around, but there is no light reaction, which means that all three thieves are dead.

Cheng Lin rushed upstairs, broke into the house, and after a search, he finally found the general's figurine in the room next door.

"This is the Terracotta Warriors and Horses?"

Cheng Lin used the light in the room to carefully look at the terracotta warriors hidden in a wooden box by the wall. He smacked his lips and touched them carefully. After getting addicted, he felt that they were boring.

This thing is indeed extremely valuable, but it also looks really ugly...

Shaking his head, Cheng Lin closed the box, walked around and confirmed that there was no more living person in the factory, then covered up his traces and ran back.

When he sat in the passenger seat again, only ten minutes had passed.

"President, is it solved?" Zhang Hou asked in the narration. After getting a positive reply from Cheng Lin, he breathed a sigh of relief and then said, "Then let's leave now? Or should we find some way to reveal their whereabouts?"

"No need," Cheng Lin waved his hand and pointed to the frame of the car in front of which the flames had gradually extinguished. He smiled faintly and said: "There is nothing we need to do. Wait until tomorrow. Someone will definitely notice the movement here. As long as the Seventh Division

If you’re not stupid, you can always check it out.”

"Okay." Zhang Hou had no objection.

He turned on the car key again, started the car and quickly turned back along the national highway. The journey was smooth and without any accidents. When he arrived in the city, Cheng Lin said goodbye to Zhang Hou, got off the car on the side of the road, and borrowed

Under the cover of darkness, he returned to his hotel.

After entering the "spirit world" and changing his clothes, Cheng Lin looked at the time and saw that it was almost four o'clock in the morning.

He went to bed and squinted for an hour, finally staying up until dawn at five o'clock. Cheng Lin quickly put on his travel bag, swaggered out of the hotel, and walked towards the nearby station.

He had made a plan long ago. The road from the city to a certain scenic spot happened to pass near the factory. In order to make everything reasonable and receive the task reward smoothly, he got up early and ran to the station and caught up with the first train to the scenic spot.

's bus.

After being packed in the car for more than an hour with a group of early-rising tourists, we finally arrived at the spot where the bullets exploded last night.

At this moment, the sky was already bright.

When Cheng Lin arrived, he found that someone had already called the police. The police had just arrived and blocked half of the road. They were inspecting the scene and the bus was forced to stop temporarily.

"What happened?"

"Car accident?"

"I don't know, it should be, but...it doesn't look like it..."

The passengers in the car, who were still a little awake at first, were now full of energy. They were leaning against the car windows, chatting, taking pictures, and discussing.

Cheng Lin was inconspicuous among them. The place where the incident occurred was still some distance away from the factory. It was obvious that the police had not investigated there yet. Cheng Lin deliberately got out of the car and walked around, then squeezed through the blockade and walked in.

"Comrade, stop, you are not allowed to enter here." A young police officer said hurriedly.

Cheng Lin smiled at him, raised his hand to show his ID, and then smiled and said: "Teris, I suspect that this 'car accident' has something to do with the practitioners."


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