Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

In this situation, even if the outline of the human body is carefully drawn, it shouldn't be this off.

"Damn it, when did you get here? You're ruining my performance!" March 7 looked up, saw it was Yan, and then lay back down.

"You wait, I'm sure I'll hit it today!"

Bronya stood there silently, too lazy to fire or dodge.

She silently watched the dark mass of gun barrels on March 7th, feeling utterly fearless.

"What do you mean by this?" Seeing this, March 7th raised her head again and said to Bronya with dissatisfaction:

"Why don't you dodge a little? Or find some cover and lie down! Don't just stand there and let me shoot you, it'll make me look like a useless player!"

"That's not necessary."

"..."

Upon hearing the other party's reply, March 7 bit his thin lips, lay down, and began aiming again.

Yan jumped down next to March 7th, squatted down, and said to her with a look of exasperation:

"Damn it, your posture is all wrong. Use your shoulder to support the butt of the gun, and don't stick your eyes in the face with an 8x scope."

"Go away, do I need you to give me orders?"

"..."

Seeing that March 7th had adjusted her posture, Bronya remained silent for a while before slowly walking away and hiding behind a rock.

"Hmph, that's more like it!" March 7th was overjoyed and put his finger on the trigger.

The world seemed to fall silent at that moment.

Even Yan, who was squatting next to him, couldn't help but widen his eyes.

This guy... his aura.

Could it be that this time it actually hit the target?

"Hmph." A slight smile played on March 7's lips. "Just you wait and see."

Her gaze sharpened, and her breath caught in her throat.

To Yan's surprise, he suddenly pulled the trigger!

"boom--!!"

bingo!

With a wail, March 7th was overjoyed and immediately stood up, his lips curving into a wild smile!

Bronya also stepped out from behind the stone in shock, completely stunned.

Only Yan silently removed a long, golden inlay from his forehead and turned to look at March 7th beside him.

Tell me, how did you manage to hit me?

"Uh……"

"You were aiming straight ahead, and I was standing next to you, at approximately a 90-degree angle to your trajectory. How did you manage to hit me?"

Yan gripped the bullet so tightly his back teeth were almost ground to powder, his eyes blazing with fury.

"Um... have you heard of 'gun tremor technique'?" March 7th scratched the edge of his bald head, asking awkwardly.

"A rapid flick of the wrist at the very moment the bullet is about to leave the barrel can change the trajectory of the bullet into an arc!"

"You call that an arc? I'm standing right next to you, bro!"

"Tsk... It's just a little bit crooked, why are you making such a fuss? It's like I'm the one hitting you." March 7 muttered under his breath.

"..."

Yan took a deep breath and lowered his voice:

"Today... one of us has to die."

"?"

Seeing Yan silently pick up the stick, ignoring the bloody hole on his forehead, his fierce eyes were revealed.

On March 7th, he immediately took off running without the slightest hesitation.

"Damn it, you dare to run away? Come here and let me give you a couple of slaps!"

"Do you think I'm stupid? I just accidentally hit you a few times, what's the big deal? You're so petty!"

"Accidentally? You really didn't mean to?"

As Yan chased after the enemy with a stick in hand, he pointed to the bullet hole in his back and gritted his teeth, saying:

Look here! Look at this!

March 7th glanced back and exclaimed in surprise:

"Wow, those three are really that strong? They managed to beat you up like this. You're not even as good as them!"

"Fuck you! You did all of this by yourself!"

"Really? I don't believe it!"

"***!"

Damn, the more I think about it, the angrier I get!

Yan bent down, picked up a stone, and threw it at the red-haired loser who was running away in front of him.

"what?"

Hearing the whistling wind behind her, March 7th quickly ducked down, and the stone brushed past her red hair.

"Splat—!!"

"..."

Dao Ge, standing in front of March 7th, remained silent, his eyes silently moving upwards to stare at his forehead, which was gushing blood.

Yan: "..."

March 7: "..."

Then he looked at the two people who had stopped in front of him.

"..."

Yan and March 7 looked at each other, unsure of what to say.

The group remained silent for a few seconds.

In the end, it was Yan who took out a pack of Furongwang cigarettes from his pocket, pulled out a cigarette from it, and offered it to someone.

"Brother Dao, have you eaten?"

"...I've already had lunch."

Dao Ge ignored the Furongwang cigarette, pointed to his forehead, and said in a deep voice:

How do we calculate this?

"..."

Yan felt a little embarrassed as he reached out his hand, so he withdrew it and then looked at March 7 in bewilderment.

"Hmph, see? You let your teammates down, didn't you?" March 7th said mockingly, hands on hips.

"Look how angry you are, your face has turned green!"

"Damn it, why didn't you say I was furious too? Do you think I have a magnet on me?"

"I already said it was an accident. If you don't believe me, I'll fire another shot and show you!"

"No need." Dao Ge, enduring the pain in his forehead, pressed down on the sniper rifle that March 7 had raised, and lowered his voice:

“Those Iron Guards are unethical; they have already dispatched a large army to surround this place. We have been outmaneuvered.”

"Huh?" March 7th exclaimed.

"No way. We're all surrounded by them now, and it's probably impossible for us to escape unscathed."

Brother Dao's gaze sharpened as he said:

"Now, the only option left is to sacrifice the minority to save the majority."

Yan squinted and said:

"Brother Dao, you mean..."

"You two can each choose one to stay behind and cover for the rear."

"..."

Yan and March 7 both looked at each other and narrowed their eyes slightly.

……

Chapter 189 You're a Brain-Damaged Person Too

“Friend, it’s time for you to prove yourself,” Yan said in a deep voice, staring at March 7’s broom-like hair.

"...What do you mean by that, brother? Your words are so cold and indifferent, it makes it seem like I'm the one in the wrong," said March 7th in a teasy tone.

Leave one person behind as bait to cover the retreat of the others.

Obviously, in this kind of situation, the useful people should stay!

Brother Dao rubbed his forehead and urged:

"You need to make a decision quickly, or those Iron Guards will surround us soon, and the losses will only be more severe than they are now!"

"Why are you rushing me? Why don't you go yourself?" March 7th retorted to Brother Dao with his arms crossed.

"?"

Upon hearing this, Brother Dao's gaze gradually fell on March 7th, and he said with an unfriendly look: