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Chapter 1697 God special gun?

The old village chief led the men in the village to block the village gate, looking like they were facing a great enemy.

Ye Qiu's eyes lit up. This was the time to prove himself. He hurriedly found the old village chief: "Village Chief, hurry up, give me a gun, and I will fight against the thieves with everyone."

The old village chief shook his head and said, "How can this work? You can leave quickly and run from the entrance to the north. You are a wanderer and a poor man. Even if the thieves see you, they won't make things difficult for you."

Ye Qiu was choked and shouted anxiously: "Hasn't I joined the village? Then I am a part of the village. I want to advance and retreat with the village."

The old village chief stared at Ye Qiu for a while and said in a moving manner: "We are the leader of Wolong Village, but you really don't need to live a life because of our chance meeting. I am already very moved by my old man."

"Ding Dong! Congratulations to the host, pretending to be a selfless pussy, and the reward is +10 points."

Ye Qiu was about to be angry to death. When has it been? Why is this old man so successful?

"Although we just met, the simple folk customs of Wolong Village have attracted me deeply. I am willing to contribute my life to protecting Wolong Village."

Ye Qiu's righteous words were stern.

The old village chief looked at Ye Qiu deeply, then grabbed Ye Qiu's hand and sighed: "What a great child, then I will hand you an important task and follow me."

The old village chief pulled Ye Qiu and ran all the way. Ye Qiu found that the old village chief looked old, but he was very strong, so he pulled his arms so much that he hurt.

Back at the village chief's courtyard, the old village chief lifted the flip board of the cellar. Ye Qiu found that there were seven or eight ropes tied to the edge of the cellar, colorful and tightly tensed, as if something was falling.

The old village chief pulled a green rope, pulled it gently three times, and then pulled it hard five times. Then the hand obviously sank, and the old village chief pulled it up with all his might.

Seeing this, Ye Qiu went up to help. After a while, he felt the entrance of the cellar becoming hot, and there seemed to be a red light shining underneath. Then Ye Qiu saw a spear being pulled up.

"Barrett?"

Ye Qiu was a little messy. It was obviously a Barrett sniper rifle, but it was a fiery red body, and it was not spray paint, but seemed to be made of a kind of red metal.

"Yes, the young man is worthy of being a sharpshooter, and he has some vision. This is the sharpshooter Barrett-Lord of Fire. It is a sub-artifact made by the dwarf forging master Sigma and enchanted by the magician Cecilia. Unless the gun god selected by God of God is not able to use it, and even the trigger cannot be pulled, otherwise it will be backfired by the God of Fire."

The old village chief held Barrett with a sacred face, his eyes full of fanaticism.

Then the old village chief handed Barrett to Ye Qiu and said in a deep voice: "It is estimated that the Langhuo Mercenary Group planned to snatch it when it learned that the magic gun was in our village. I hope you can send this magic gun to General Pitt who is stationed in Guangyao City. Never let this magic gun fall into the hands of people with bad intentions, otherwise it will cause a great disaster. If possible, I hope you can take a few more children away and leave a few seeds for Wolong Village."

Listening to the old village chief introduce this magical "sharp gun" in a story-telling tone, Ye Qiu was stunned.

After fiddling with him, Ye Qiu never noticed that the color of this magic gun was different from that of ordinary Barrett. After holding it for a while, the touch felt quite good, as if it was tailor-made for him.

Moreover, because he re-activated the shooting specialty, Ye Qiu felt like he was connected with blood as soon as he came into contact with the gun. He subconsciously turned on the insurance, aimed at it, and pulled the trigger.

The old village chief's face suddenly changed and he exclaimed: "No!"

"Bang!"

There was almost no sound, and a ball of red flames squirted silently into the sky and disappeared. Ye Qiu was stunned: "I didn't put the magazine, I'm just trying..."

The old village chief was shocked and said in a terrified state: "How did you... do it?"

"Ding Dong! Congratulations to the host, pretending to be a shocking pussy, and the reward is +25."

Ye Qiu was confused: "It's not as mysterious as you said."

But this gun seems to be really tricky, and it can shoot without installing a magazine. Moreover, the fireball looks very powerful. Is it really a magical equipment?

"Gun God? Are you the Gun God? Yes... You must be the Gun God, otherwise it would be impossible to use a Gun God. All-powerful Lord, thank you for sending the Gun God to us."

The old village chief suddenly became sensual and looked at Ye Qiu excitedly, and even said something unscrupulous.

Ye Qiu was even more amused and crying. Why did he become a gun god? Wait... " Village Chief, you can't even pull the trigger? Is it because the insurance is not opened?"

The old village chief was stunned: "Insurance? What insurance?"

Ye Qiu frowned, picked up the rifle from the old village chief's hand, looked at it, oh... it was indeed uninsured, and thought about the rusty pistol of the old village chief he was holding, it was indeed uninsured.

Co-existingly, these people's guns were shoddy and they didn't even have insurance.

But when I turned around, I thought that the prehistoric world now belongs to the fusion of all races, so it is not surprising that there are any strange products.

"Please ask the Gun God to save our Wolong Village!"

When the old village chief found out that Ye Qiu could use Barrett, he was shocked at Ye Qiu and was about to kneel down, but was stopped by Ye Qiu and said hurriedly: "Don't worry, I will protect the village, don't be polite."

At this moment, a roar suddenly came from the entrance of the village and said, "Limit the three of you, hand over the Barret Flame Lord, otherwise we will slaughter the village! Three..."

"Dadada..."

Then there was a roar of gunfire.

The villagers at the entrance of the village also screamed in panic.

Ye Qiu's face changed and he greeted: "Go!"

He rushed out first, and the old village chief was also busy following.

When I arrived at the entrance of the village, I saw a group of burly men riding horses and gathering at the entrance of the village. Each of them held guns and pointed them at the villagers at the entrance of the village. The two guards on the ground had already fallen into a pool of blood, and the other villagers were scared and trembling.

Ye Qiu's face was gloomy. Although he had just met these villagers, he couldn't stand these vicious bandits' carelessness.

The leading one-eyed dragon whispered loudly in his mouth: "Two...one...time is here!"

Then the one-eyed Long Zhen smiled and said, "It seems that you are planning to fight to the end, so I will slaughter the village first and then find a gun."

"Bang!"

And at this moment, a faint gunshot sounded.

A ball of flame came across the sky and touched the one-eyed dragon's body.

"ah……"
Chapter completed!
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