Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 344: Columns of Hemp

Song Shi woke up from the bed.

I glanced at the digital clock on the wall. It was six in the morning. It seemed I had slept for two hours.

Although psychics become more and more extraordinary as their psychic powers increase, and sleep is no longer a physiological limitation, according to incomplete statistics released by the giant company [Emerald Pharmaceuticals], most psychics still actively maintain a certain degree of sleep habits.

The same is true for myself.

Even though I had reached the fourth ring, [Sublimation] in my previous life and theoretically had become a special species that had nothing to do with humans, I was still willing to take a short nap for an hour every day unless there was an emergency.

"Sleeping is indeed a good way to improve your body and mind."

It took some effort to defeat Huang Hao last night, and I suffered some injuries.

Song Shi stretched his body and got out of bed.

After washing up, I opened the refrigerator in the room, took out a can of orange juice, and went downstairs to eat.

Song Shi pushed open the door.

"You are already dead."

The lieutenant standing at the corner of the 20th staircase had a stern expression.

Song Shi sighed.

He was holding orange juice in his right hand, and as he passed by the other person, he grabbed the muzzle of the gun that was suddenly raised in the other person's arms with his left hand. The red-gold flame was only wrapped in his five fingers, and he easily softened and melted the muzzle of the gun, and molten iron dripped.

"Good opening remarks, eight points. Use a long gun at close range indoors, four points. Why not try a heavy shotgun? Remember to clean up the iron slurry on the ground when you leave."

Song Shi took a sip of orange juice, which was icy and sweet. The raw oranges were actually pure, original, and pollution-free.

He walked down two floors, and a burly man with chest muscles like door panels and two gorilla prosthetic arms squeezed into the corner, his eyes wide open: "Ho ho ho! Nan Dou Song Shi! I am Lieutenant Zhang Feng! I have come to ask for--"

An index finger touched the chest.

So fast! When did you make the move?!
The big man was startled, but just as his thoughts reached this point, a dark flame ignited on his index finger.

The next moment, he felt a tremor in his head. When he regained consciousness, he found himself half-kneeling on the ground.

"Although this is the Disaster Flame that I used myself, it's still a bit unacceptable for you to lie down in just one second. I can only give you three points."

Song Shi took another sip of orange juice: "Your tolerance for prosthetic implants is higher than that of normal people. This is your talent, which is quite good. But killing people is not just about the performance of the prosthetics. Stop implanting the prosthetics and revising the plan first, and temper your character and will."

Eleventh floor.

"Haha! We are brothers. No matter how many enemies we have, we will fight together! Please teach me!"

boom! boom!
"Your cooperation is good, and you can be called close. I give you a score of 7. However, your own strength is low, so no matter how good your cooperation is, it will only be so-so. You can consider separating for a while to practice on your own."

On the tenth floor, a lieutenant threw away the empty syringes in his hands. His muscles were knotted and his tendons were twisted and undulating like a black dragon. He was obviously a rare cyborg who was enhanced with "biological prosthesis".

"The essence of the fist——"

He raised his fist.

"Devil's Fallen Muscle Fiber!"

——Boom!

"Your strength is really great. I almost smashed the scorched earth with you." Song Shi waved his hand casually, and the scorched earth with cracks instantly recovered and engulfed the opponent: "But only the strength can be seen. Your reflexes are slow. I give you six points."

go further down.

Eight floors.

“Sir Nandou!” The young man wearing a bamboo hat and a military uniform cape had a solemn expression. His five fingers were clenched tightly around his sword, and he said, “Do you dare to take my sword?”

"Come."

The indigo electromagnetic light flashed in an instant, but before that, the scabbard, acting as an electromagnetic accelerator, had pushed the blade to eject and slashed out at supersonic speed!
"Well, the speed is there, but the power is too weak."

He held the sword tip that was still trying to tremble with two fingers.

"Good for sneak attacks, but not for frontal attacks. I give you a score of six."

On the fifth floor, the hotel’s buffet breakfast restaurant.

"Nandou Songshi, I am Hechang, and I have come from nine counties to learn your skills."

The man put his index finger on the hilt of his sword, clanging his fingers. "Well, of course. I can wait for you to finish eating first."

".School officer."

Song Shi picked up the noodles, thought about it, and put down the chopsticks he had just picked up: "Hey, uh, Major He, do you have high-altitude maneuverability?"

“Not good at it, but I have it.”

"That's fine." Song Shi stood up and walked to the window: "Jump off the building, don't fight in here." Five minutes later.

Song Shi dispersed the flaming wings that Huo Yan had transformed into and climbed back in through the window.

".This side still melted."

"Would you like to try the fish soup?" Ai Lu, who was sitting opposite, pushed the plate and said, "It's soft and delicious. It tastes good."

"Let me try it, it's really good."

"Lapis Lazuli, what time is it?"

"Eight seventeen minutes and thirty-two seconds."

"How long will it take to reach Tiandu?"

"Distance in a straight line: 123 kilometers."

"Okay." Song Shi leaned back and said with a leisurely smile: "Then let's go, this last section of the road -"

With a bang, the restaurant door was slammed open.

"Nan Dou Song Shi! Lieutenant Xu Wen! Come and ask for your advice!"

Song Shi was silent for a moment and turned his head.

He looked at the man at the door for a few seconds and slowly stood up.

".Vandalism, zero points."

This last section of the road is not easy to walk.

——[Chunming County].

The Beiting Defense Front has sixteen counties under its jurisdiction, the only core county province.

Everyone knows that the "Nan Dou" will definitely come here.

Therefore, a considerable number of officers did not choose to intercept in advance, but went to [Tiandu] at the same time, trying to wait there and bombard the enemy under the attention of the entire Beiting defense line.

However, after learning that "Yan Yang" Huang Hao was defeated.

They suddenly realized that if they didn't take action now, they would not have the chance to attack again when the other party really reached Tiandu.

Those who had been watching, examining, waiting, and not rushing, finally couldn't hold back any longer, and rushed out of Tiandu and towards Song Shi - the opponent's route was too straight, and anyone could wait in advance by checking the electronic map.

"Nan Dou Song knows, knows, knows--"

"Captain Wang Yun! Come with force! Please teach me--"

A group of intelligent controlled floating artillery was hovering, and a man wearing the high-altitude mobile exoskeleton armor "Heron" was flying across the sky, his voice distorted in the high-speed airflow.

As the second ring of [Transcendence], he has a strong resonance with this "Heron", making its performance much stronger than the standard version, focusing on high-altitude maneuvers and beyond-visual-range firepower.

As far as he knew, the other side had not yet demonstrated beyond-visual-range strike capabilities.

"A pulse sniper rifle?"

Song Shi leaned out of the car window and saw a black dot vaguely turning and maneuvering at the end of the sky. He suddenly laughed.

"Don't you know that the nemesis of snipers is missiles?"

The opponent summoned the Flame Wings! The opponent began to rise into the air! The opponent tried to approach me!

Very good, everything is under control!
Even if it was "Nandou", there was no way it could surpass him in terms of "high-speed maneuverability". All he had to do next was -

Why did the other person's side suddenly light up?

"Who told you that you have to get completely close?"

The next moment, one blazing flaming star after another filled the sky, like a downpour, completely drowning the other side.

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Eleven o'clock noon.

Ten kilometers away from Tiandu.

"I don't think I have to keep driving now."

Looking ahead at the scene that made him admire it, Song Shi stopped the car.

He praised and got out of the car.

Take out the heavy murder.

(End of this chapter)