Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 419 Hey, Majin Eita, are you going to make a weight loss movie too?
"When I first got the Mauser pistol, I felt that with this thing, our training would be useless. Now that I have your machine gun, I feel that pistols are useless."

Wu Gensheng laughed while holding the machine gun, pulled the trigger, and fired another burst of bullets.

However, this time the ninjas were on guard. They all jumped to the side and hid behind rocks or trees, so the results were not so encouraging.

"Ordinary people can't do it either. Long spears have their uses, and short spears have their advantages. Of course, it doesn't matter to us, and this is the meaning of our practice."

He Songling's spear skills are much more accurate than Wu Gensheng's. He learned spear fighting skills from Zhang Muzhi when he was a teenager. Although he is seriously injured now and his strength is not as good as when he was in Echeng, it is no problem for him to reach Zhang Muzhi's level.

Zhang Muzhi was able to shoot the rope that was pulling a horse running at high speed from a distance of thousands of meters on the mountain with one shot; he was able to use a pistol to accurately leave words on an iron gate with bullet holes, which in itself was a very mysterious thing.

He Songling's strength has been increasing rapidly in recent years, especially after he obtained Ye Maoshan's space Qi seal teleportation method in the Tang Sect's inn. He usually uses cannons to attack people, and he hasn't used this gun fighting technique for a long time.

But still sharp.

His wrist kept shaking rapidly as he pulled the trigger, and the bullet turned or ricocheted at unimaginable angles, killing several ninjas who were hiding behind cover and whose shapes could not even be seen.

"This Qi-sensing technique and the gun-fighting technique that makes bullets turn are a perfect match." He Songling fired a whole magazine of bullets, and while using Qi to remotely change the magazine, he looked at the battlefield.

Because of his and Wu Gensheng's round of shooting, the ninjas retreated one after another, and the only ones standing in the open space on the field were three people from the Tang Sect: Gao Yingcai, Dong Chang, and Xu Xin.

"He Songling! And, you are... you?"

Xu Xin looked at the three people in front of him and exclaimed.

Wu Gensheng, the man who acted inexplicably, he and Dong Chang naturally still remembered.

What Xu Xin didn't see was that behind him, Gao Yingcai was trembling all over and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Hey!"

Although Liang Ting was afraid of guns and cannons, he was a deadly weapon against these black-clad Genin and Chunin. Purple-black Qi flames erupted around him, and his black tendons and soft bones rolled out two ninjas hiding behind the trees. His large palm-leaf-fan-like hands closed in the middle and blew up the heads of the two ninjas.

"Lord Eita, the enemy's firepower is too strong, let's retreat!" a ninja shouted from behind a rock.

"Retreat? Retreat for nothing!"

Majin Eita jumped out from behind the cover, and blood-red Qi flames also covered his entire body. However, his Qi flames were very strange. When other people used all their strength to blast their Qi, Qi flames would burst out from their meridians and pores, but his Qi seemed to rise from the knife in his hand and spread to his entire body.

He Songling knew that this was the ability of the demon sword "Hirumaru". Although Nikaidou Eita was very strong, he was only an outstanding jonin. In the words of Naruto, he was not sure whether he could barely reach the edge of the "Kage" level. After all, he was still young and had only been practicing for a short time.

But as the one chosen by the demon sword, the strength he can exert is extremely terrifying. The murderous aura and power of this sword over the years of killing can all be used by him, and every time he kills someone, his strength is getting stronger. Of course, his own character will also become bloodthirsty and crazy under the influence of the demon sword.

Just like now, Eita had an unnaturally greedy smile on his face and shouted loudly: "Mine, mine, all mine! These three people are all mine! I can feel that the demon sword is hungry!"

"Hey, this is Majin Eita."

He Songling smiled at Eita, not caring whether he could understand or not, and taunted him in Chinese: "You pay a lot of attention to your health. Your arms are so thin. Have you lost weight recently?" "Baga Yalu!"

As expected, the top ninjas all understood Chinese. Upon hearing this, Majin Eita's face twisted and he cursed loudly.

He gained the recognition of the demon sword's spirit. As the sword wielder, his mind gradually became twisted and perverted, but his strength also increased day by day.

Not to mention the hundreds of years of resentful spirits and wronged souls accumulated in the knife, just say that since he wielded the knife, every time he killed someone, he could absorb a portion of the opponent's Qi and means. The pleasure of this rapid growth of power controlled his brain like a careful reading.

Since he wielded the sword, he believed that he was invincible. Even if someone could defeat him, it would only be a blessing for him and the sword.

Only this time, when he entered Lao Zhong's army to invade, he was severely beaten by Lao Zhong's aliens, and even had half of his arm directly cut off by Zhang Zhiwei's thunder magic. The demon Eita regarded this as a lifelong shame.

And He Songling brought up this issue as soon as they met.

The demon Eita, who was already not very rational, exploded on the spot, waving his knife like Feng Kuzi at the end of "Old Cannon", and rushed up in a daze.

Fortunately, although he is mentally retarded, the demon sword is still smart. The demon Eita is very talented and can be said to be the best sword wielder it has encountered in hundreds of years. It cannot be allowed to die easily.

Just when the demon Eita rushed forward two or three steps, his hands suddenly clasped together involuntarily, and he chopped vertically in front of his chest with the knife.

"Ding!"

The bullet collided with the knife, sparks flying.

The demon Eita's palm was numb from the blow, and blood was coming out of his knuckles. He came to his senses and rolled on the ground, rolling behind a rock. Behind him, there was a series of crisp "bang bang bang" sounds, and the ground was dotted with bullet holes.

"Tsk, it's really not easy for people who want to lose weight. You're running at night. If your story is made into a weight loss movie in the future, the box office might be several billion."

He Songling fired a volley of bullets, but failed to hurt the demon Eita, so he continued to talk to him to mess with his mentality.

"Fuck you!" Demon Eita cursed in Japanese, then calmed down. He tried to rush forward in a roundabout way with a knife in hand, but was forced back by Wu Gensheng with a volley of bullets.

Wu Gensheng's shooting skills are far less accurate than He Songling's, and he doesn't know how to fight with a gun, but as long as he holds a gun in his hand, the demon Eita can only hide.

It's not like he hasn't suffered before. Lu Ren's two pistols almost killed him before.

"You have no moral principles, you are a bunch of despicable people!"

"Go to hell!" Hearing what Majin Eita said, He Songling directly threw two grenades. Majin Eita dodged them, but the grenades killed two ninjas and injured one.

"You little devils, are you worthy enough to talk to me about the word 'morality'? You fucking invaded my land with guns and massacred my people. Forget the word 'morality', you are not even worthy of the word 'human'! If I don't kill all of you dogs and beasts, I will be sorry to your ancestors!"

After saying that, he took out five grenades and threw them out.

(End of this chapter)