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Chapter Thirty: The Fierce Battle

A big hand quietly reached out from the grass, pushed aside the grass in front of him, and measured the footprints just left on the ground with his palm.

Look in the direction the footprints are going.

Redding took out a black intercom from his waist. Different from a mobile phone, this intercom is a must-have item for a spiritualist and one of the most important props.

After pressing the dial button, the call was directed to the district-level trade union.

"I'm Redding. I need support. Seal the protected area to the east immediately, as soon as possible!"

After speaking, Redding hung up the phone.

After walking a few steps forward following the footprints, Redding suddenly stopped and glanced at the bushes beside him with suspicious eyes.

After staring for a few seconds, Redding turned his head and quickly followed the footprints on the ground to catch up.

Seeing that Redding's figure had left and was hidden behind the trees, there was a bit of joy in the eyes of the Chinese-character face.

He waved the black magic weapon in his hand, and when he shook it gently, he heard the flapping sounds of leaves coming from the surrounding trees.

It was as if the space in front of him began to feel slightly distorted as the magic weapon in his hand swayed.

Suddenly, an uncoordinated and strange feeling came over me.

The Chinese-character face glanced at the back of his hand from the corner of his eye!

He found that his hairs stood on end one by one. That feeling...

The feeling is really indescribable, as if my soul is about to be pierced!

"not good!"

Sensing that something was wrong, a look of horror suddenly flashed across Guozi's eyes, and he immediately rushed forward without caring about the embarrassment. He rolled on the ground with a gray face, and then turned back in surprise.

"bump!"

With a roar, a hole exploded in the big tree where it was originally.

The wood chips flying in the air were ignited by the hot air flow.

He could even smell burning wood chips in the air.

This century-old tree suddenly seemed to have lost its soul, and fell heavily to the ground with a sharp tearing sound.

"hiss!!"

This is such a lethal force. If he were hit head-on, his death would be a hundred times more miserable than that of this old tree.

Thinking of this, the Chinese-character face felt frightened for a while. He suddenly turned his head and saw the strong figure in the distance, and slowly put down his palm.

The leather glove on the left palm has been torn open, exposing the silver metal underneath the glove.

The green smoke lingering in the sky could explain where the attack just now came from.

"Mechanical prosthesis, it looks like you are a retired veteran!"

After seeing Redding's prosthetic limb, the Chinese-character face suddenly sneered. He also had a fairly in-depth understanding of the Soul Exterminator Guild.

When fighting on the front line, if you don't move, you will die; if you move, you will live or die.

Either survive or become a cold corpse.

But there are also a very few lucky people who survive but become disabled.

For these people, the Soul Exterminator Guild will recall them and equip them with the most cutting-edge high technology to make up for their physical defects.

These people will become watchmen in the city. Generally speaking, they will be worshiped, sit there, eat and wait to die.

Of course, the sneer on the Chinese character's face is because he is a veteran who has retired from the front line, but he is very different from the ordinary garrisoned spiritual exterminators.

Except for the fact that the salary and benefits are higher than those of the spiritual masters stationed in the garrison.

Another point is that they need to return the psychic creatures in their hands to the union.

Without psychic creatures, can a spiritual slayer still be called a spiritual slayer?

"Support will arrive soon. Surrender!" Redding continued to walk forward, closing the distance between the two.

A sinister light flashed in Guozi's eyes: "You are seeking your own death!"

After the words fell, the Chinese-character face suddenly jumped up high towards Redding, kicked in the air, and aimed at Redding's head.

He expected that the shot just now required a long buffering period. After all, it was just a prosthetic limb, not a real firearm.

The high-heat energy weapons on this kind of prosthetic limb can only be used as accessories.

The cooling time is at least ten minutes.

Once you get close, you can use your flexibility and powerful spiritual energy to directly kill the opponent.

The Chinese-character face's abacus clicked, and he was worried that it would give Redding enough buffer time. The shot just now was a fluke. If another shot was fired, it would be very dangerous if he did not die.

The Chinese character face is extremely fast, and the figure is like an eagle swooping down from mid-air.

However, Redding's face never showed any emotion. Instead, he quickly raised his right hand and quickly locked it with his palm wide open. At the same time, he put his left hand on his right arm, as if to stabilize his arm.

"Two prosthetics?"

Seeing Redding's actions, a frightening thought suddenly passed through the Chinese character's heart.

Under the sudden change in his face, an inexplicable sense of fear came over him, making his scalp numb for a while, and he waved his palms desperately.

At this time, he saw the black magic weapon he had just held emerge from his flesh and blood.

The jet-black magic weapon emits a strange light, and the space in front of it is distorted for a moment, as if there is an invisible big hand folding and covering the surrounding space.

Suddenly, when the Chinese-character face appeared again, the figure was already ten meters away.

The strange ability is breathtaking.

This obviously cannot be explained by science.

However, when the Chinese character face landed firmly on the ground, he did not hear the roar of any firearms. His eyes were stunned, and he turned back to look at Redding, and found that Redding was staring at him with a sly smile on his lips.

"You're such a liar!"

Even with an experienced Chinese-character face, after being glanced at by Redding, his face could not hold back for a moment. He was actually frightened by the opponent's action.

"You are from Xia, but you don't know that soldiers can be tricky!"

Having said this, Redding's eyes were locked on the black magic weapon in Guozixian's hand.

"A space psychic creature, evil spirit level? But its ability to move should be limited!"

Facing Redding, the Chinese-character face said nothing, his face was as gloomy as water, and the previous contempt on his face suddenly disappeared.

A veteran is a veteran after all. He has been on the battlefield and participated in the exploration of the New World.

The sophistication in experience is enough to make up for the inconvenience caused by the incompleteness in physical skills.

"I don't need you to teach me!"

Facing Redding's preaching, the Chinese character curled his lips, and his knees were like crossbows bursting out. In the woods where the light was calm, "shushuashuashua" only left a few afterimages.

It's hard to tell whether it's a person or an afterimage.

A matte dagger was held in Guo Lian's hand, he looked at the back of Redding's head, and stabbed him with lightning speed.

However, when the knife was still in mid-air, the Chinese-character face felt as if a needle had been stabbed in the chest suddenly, and then there was a feeling of palpitations in the heart, and then he saw Redding coming out of nowhere at an extremely fast speed.

He pulled out a pistol from the collar behind his head and aimed it!

"Bang bang bang..."

Redding's set of movements are standard Union Army training movements.

The movements are done extremely quickly, but they are also extremely clear. Every move and every movement seems to have been dismantled and presented in front of you.

The light from the muzzle hadn't dissipated yet, and blood beads could already be seen pumping out from the Chinese character's left chest, right shoulder, and thighs!

"grass!"

What's unexpected is that at this time, Guozixian did not retreat but advanced.

My guess was correct, this guy was at the end of his rope and had reached the point of using a pistol with insufficient lethality.

"Kill you!"

With a piercing murderous intent in his eyes, he struck Redding in the chest with a knife.

Even though Redding was able to dodge quickly, the knife still tore his shirt open, and a trace of blood quickly seeped out from under the white shirt.

After a successful blow, Guozi Lian showed no intention of stopping, like a crazy wild dog, a dagger cut through his hand with icy cold light.

Faced with the crazy attack of the Chinese-character face, Redding instantly had a few bloodstains on his body.

But there was no trace of panic on that tough cheek.

Look at the moment when the Chinese character's face swings the sword.

He suddenly kicked Guozilian's lower abdomen. The huge force caused Guozilian's cheeks to twist. He immediately staggered back several steps, bent down and gasped in pain.

However, Redding did not give him a chance to breathe. The pistol in his left hand was raised parallel, and the muzzle sprayed out a stream of fire without any stagnation.

"Bang bang bang bang~"

Four shots were fired in succession, and the trajectories of the four bullets seemed to have been carefully calculated. No matter which direction Guozi Lian hid, there would always be a bullet hitting him.

Seeing that he could not dodge, Guo Zilian gritted his teeth and waved the magic weapon in his hand. After his figure blurred again, he actually ignored the bullet attack and let the bullet pass through his body.

"You're out of bullets!"

This kind of individual weapon had only seven bullets in the magazine. He had been counting the bullets from the beginning. When he avoided the bullets, Guozi's face revealed a ferocious light.

He jumped up and struck Redding's heart with all his strength.

There are no heavy weapons, no bullets in the pistols, and no support from psychic creatures.

Speaking from experience is just a trick to deceive yourself and others.

"Die!"

The jet-black blade pierced rapidly, and the Chinese character face even felt the feedback from the tip of the dagger piercing into the flesh.

But at this moment, the Chinese-character face suddenly felt a pain in his chest, as if something was pushed into his chest. The cold touch made the Chinese-character face suddenly have a bad premonition in his heart.

Looking down, he saw that it was Redding who had defrauded him with his right hand.

"Click..."

Accompanied by the sound of rapidly rotating mechanical gears, the pupils of the Chinese-character face tightened, and the smile on the corner of Redding's mouth became brighter in front of him: "I said, soldiers are also tricky!"


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