Bang!

In the 0.01 second when the gun went off, the hammered firing pin of the pistol, with the mighty steel that gathered the culmination of mechanical civilization, struck the end of the bullet case with lightning speed.

The fire erupted from the huge impact ignited the high-grade psychic gunpowder worth 30 yuan per gram in the shell. The impact caused by the explosion of the gunpowder instantly violently dismantled the warhead from the bullet. Mithril was used as the main material.

Made of a bullet with a high-precision CNC machine tool carving on the outside and painted with psychic runes, the barrel is covered with the same complex runes along the inner wall, wrapped in another layer of psychic energy, and rotates in a high-speed spiral.

Flying out of the 115mm long barrel.

The gunpowder filled with psionic substances continues to burn violently as the bullet is fired. The psionic power contained in the gunpowder instantly penetrates the bullet with sizzling flames, and then the psionic energy interacts with the runes on the bullet.

The reaction is like a chemical reagent being dropped into a test tube. Huge energy suddenly surges out, catalyzed by huge heat, and transforms into various colors of light.

The fourth-level fire psychic bullet, which costs as much as 125 silver coins each, was made from the IQ tax of 25,000 gold coins in Wei Guanshan's hands. It is known as the most expensive, luxurious and pretentious pure "embers gold" in history.

shot from a "Sanma" pistol.

Coupled with Wei Guanshan's 24 points of spiritual strike power, 16 points of damage from the bullet itself, and a 3.5 times increase in damage from the gun itself, the total value is 140 points, which is close to the firepower of the Silver Army's standard automatic rifle.

The impact of the gun blasting the elephant's head went straight to the brain of the young human in front of him.

At this same moment, everyone present did not even have time to show surprise.

Zhu Xingfeng and Ding Xiuxian were busy setting up the formation.

The graveyard brother was looking at the huge monster in front of him with horror in his eyes.

Only Luo Beikong looked at Wei Guanshan's action of shooting, his eyes were shocked, but full of understanding.

Zhao Jiuzhou was originally one of their mission targets.

Catching monsters is one, making Zhao Jiuzhou disappear is two.

Both hands must be grasped and both hands must be strong.

Only in this way can the final balance of the mission be received in full.

That bullet, just like this, at a very short distance, when Zhao Jiuzhou was unprepared, it headed towards his temple at the speed of light. Zhao Jiuzhou, who had no time to turn around, also relied on his powerful inspiration.

Although he had no vision, he sensed the approaching danger in advance - he eagerly wanted to make an evasive action, and under the skin of his side face, a thin blood vessel suddenly swelled. Adrenaline surged.

, his blood pressure soared. A layer of white light suddenly emerged from his body.

Spiritual power explodes again...

At this moment, time seems to be infinitely slowed down.

However, compared to the speed of bullets, it is still as slow as an old turtle.

The bullet was spinning, approaching Zhao Jiuzhou's head infinitely.

It seems that there is no way to escape.

The bullet head sprayed with flames burned into Zhao Jiuzhou's delicate skin, leaving an almost invisible, very light black spot on his temple. According to the inertia, this bullet will soon use a powerful force.

The impact force penetrated into the "Ji point" where his parietal bone, temporal bone, sphenoid bone and frontal bone meet, and entered his cranial cavity from this most vulnerable position of the head, tearing the middle meningeal artery under the Ji point and breaking through his hardened bone.

The meninges slipped into his brain, which was as tender as tofu, and finally exploded his entire head, creating the visual effect of a goddess scattering flowers.

However, at this moment, the bullet that was sure to hit was empty.

Zhao Jiuzhou's figure suddenly disappeared in front of Wei Guanshan!

Bang!

"Ouch!" The bullet passed through the air and suddenly hit one of Ding Xiuxian's men. The king of demon hunters, who was also considered a good player in the world, suddenly exploded with a blood mist behind him, screamed, and fell to the ground.

land.

Blood gurgled from his wounds.

His eyes opened wide and quickly lost the luster of life.

I will never die with my eyes in peace...

"Wei Guan Shan?!"

Ding Xiuxian and Zhu Xingfeng turned their heads in surprise and looked at Wei Guanshan who was holding a pistol with smoke still coming from the muzzle.

Wei Guanshan's face was confused, and his eyes were more horrified than Ding Xiuxian and Zhu Xingfeng.

The three people stared at each other in confusion for two seconds.

Ding Xiuxian immediately jumped into a rage: "Wei Guanshan! I'm a fool!"

"No! I didn't!" Wei Guanshan also went crazy and roared to explain, "I'm killing Zhao Jiuzhou!"

"Grass mud horse! Do you think I'm a fool?!" In front of so many younger brothers, Ding Xiuxian didn't give Wei Guanshan a chance to explain. He drew out a soft sword and stabbed Wei Guanshan like crazy.

The two people turned into two white lights and became entangled in one place.

Lightning and fire flashed everywhere, killing everyone in a hurry.

Ding Xiuxian's moves are deadly.

Wei Guanshan blocked with difficulty, not that he couldn't beat him, but because he felt guilty, he couldn't keep up with his movements. He could only shout angrily: "Ding Xiuxian! Are you crazy? I said it was an accidental injury!"

"Fuck you! Then let me accidentally hurt you!" Ding Xiuxian shouted angrily and directly threw a five-thunder blast.

Thunder shook the building.

While the factory was shaking, the surrounding monsters seemed angry at being ignored.

It was covered in black air, transformed into a giant claw, roared and swept towards everyone.

There were dozens of people at the scene, and any one of them was the most famous demon hunter in the world. However, in this panic scene, they could only protect themselves and dispersed from each other. There was even a graveyard brother.

This false king was so scared that he didn’t know how to run away. He would only shout anxiously: “Stop fighting! Don’t fight anymore! If you fight again, it will be broadcast live!”

"Idiot! Your signal is broken!" Luo Beikong grabbed Wu Heming's collar and hid to the side to avoid the monster's attack. But at the same time, he hesitated and put his hand on the dagger at his waist, wondering whether he should

It was time to kill him with one strike first. But just as he was about to draw his sword, Zhu Xingfeng suddenly took action, quickly forming seals with his hands, and shouted: "Ice Dragon!"

"Hoo~~!"

A huge ice dragon broke through the void with a biting air of frost and emerged from another time and space. Seeing that Luo Beikong had forgotten to kill the graveyard brother, he quickly rushed between Wei Guanshan and Ding Xiuxian and forcibly killed him.

The two people who were struggling together were separated.

Zhu Xingfeng turned back and pointed at the monster and said angrily: "Stop fighting! There is something wrong with this monster!"

Wei Guanshan and Ding Xiuxian, who were blocked by the ice dragon, looked up.

I saw the monster's size gradually shrinking, slowly condensing into a twisted and blurry human shape...

Zhu Xingfeng's face was as dark as ink.

…

"Mr. Sun, the signal is down, the Economic Management Office has pulled out our main switch..." The cute little secretary at Wanshi Video Headquarters reported tremblingly outside the messy chairman's office, "They said it's not allowed.

Open it again..."

The second young master of the Sun family, who had always been arrogant, did not have any extreme reaction at this time. He just said lightly, "I understand."

The little secretary quickly got out of the way.

Sun Wei sat down, looked at the empty blackness on the screen, and sighed slightly.

Mysticism...

When content like this appears in a live broadcast, it’s really called crossing the line.

Now that the gods are here, I can’t even keep Brother Cemetery’s account...

What a pity...

He looked at his watch. Such a wonderful live broadcast only lasted 51 minutes.

On the other side, his eldest brother Sun Wei also picked up the phone and put it down again. After thinking about it, he still didn't call.

Next to Sun Wei, the third child, Sun Wei, asked: "Aren't you going to tell the Economics and Management Hall?"

"What did you say?" Sun Wei asked in a deep voice, "Is it useful? It's something that even Marci can't undo... Do we have to go against the whole world for this little money? Remember, mysticism, no matter whether it exists or not

Existence, it can only disappear from this world. This is the trend of the times, whoever goes against the trend of the times will bring about his own destruction!"

Sun Wei thought for a while and said: "Brother, I think... mysticism and mysticism are two different things, right?"

"What do you think?" Sun Wei rolled his eyes coldly, "Then what do you think you are?"

Sun Wei was stunned when asked.

A feeling of coldness spread all over the body instantly.

…

“It’s so cold!”

The ground in the factory suddenly became covered with frost. The white mist seemed to come alive in the dark space, but it also carried the breath of death and slowly spread on the walls around the factory.

Wherever the cold passed, a thin layer of ice instantly accumulated on the debris on the ground. Then, there was the high ceiling, the load-bearing columns of the factory, and even the intelligence officer's body on the floor.

Headless corpse.

In less than half a minute, the factory turned into a large refrigerator.

Ding Xiuxian fell from the air, glared at Wei Guanshan, and shouted at Zhu Xingfeng: "King Zhu Tian! Take away your ice dragon! You don't need it!"

Zhu Xingfeng replied in a deep voice, "It has nothing to do with my ice dragon."
To be continued...