Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei's War Journey

Chapter 56 Infinite Bullets

"Lu—Brother Lu—why are your eyes shining too—" Ah Bin's voice was choked with sobs. Through the rearview mirror, he could clearly see Lu Mingfei's golden pupils, which looked like molten gold.

The color, the light—it seems to be the same as the eyes of that monster from before.

Upon hearing Ah Bin's words, Lu Mingfei also looked up sharply at the rearview mirror, and then he saw the golden eyes in his pupils.

Lu Mingfei was stunned when he saw this. Why were his eyes also golden? Could it be that he was also a mixed-race person?

"Brother Lu! Brother Lu! Look behind you!" Just then, Ah Bin shouted in terror.

Lu Mingfei quickly leaned out of the car to look out, and saw seven or eight pairs of golden eyes shining like will-o'-the-wisps in the rain. Those dark figures were chasing after him at a speed no less than that of a Mercedes-Benz.

Their silhouettes appeared and disappeared in the rain, like haunting ghosts seeking death.

"Damn it!" Lu Mingfei cursed under his breath, then opened the car door without hesitation and kicked the Deadpool corpse out of the car. The tumbling corpse crashed into the Deadpools running outside, slightly hindering the progress of the two at the front.

At the same time, Lu Mingfei also leaned half of his body out of the car, gripping the edge of the roof with his left hand to stabilize himself, while his right hand was already holding the Smith & Wesson M10 revolver, and he began to fire.

boom! boom! boom!

The crisp sound of gunfire pierced the rainy night once again.

The first shot hit the front of the Deadpool who was charging forward with pinpoint accuracy. The guy's momentum suddenly halted, his golden eyes dimmed instantly, and he collapsed to the ground.

The second shot hit another Deadpool in the shoulder, black blood spurted out, but it only swayed, let out a roar, and its speed did not decrease.

The third shot was dodged by an agile Deadpool; the bullet struck the slippery pavement, sending up a shower of sparks.

These Deadpools are more troublesome and faster than the last one. He only has two bullets left, while there are still six or seven pursuers.

"Ah Bin! Faster! Shake them off!" Lu Mingfei shouted at Ah Bin.

Ah Bin had already floored the accelerator, the Mercedes S600's engine roared and revved, and the pointers on the instrument panel swung wildly.

Lu Mingfei aimed carefully this time, then pulled the trigger and fired the remaining two bullets. This time, both bullets hit the target, and there were still five pursuers left.

Lu Mingfei didn't know whether he should use the gun's skill now or wait for the bullets to respawn in ten minutes.

This skill is his only trump card right now, and he can only use it once every 24 hours. If he uses it now, he doesn't know what kind of situation he will encounter next.

Just as Lu Mingfei was hesitating, he heard Abin shout again.

"Brother Lu! There are some ahead too! What should I do? I don't want to die! I still have my mother and sister to take care of!" Ah Bin cried out, and he unconsciously eased off the accelerator, causing the Mercedes to slow down.

Lu Mingfei looked up and saw that directly in front of the vehicle, through the rain, another group of Dead Servants with glowing golden eyes, like ghosts crawling out of hell, densely formed a wall, completely blocking the road ahead.

Moreover, as Mercedes slowed down, the Deadpools behind them began to catch up.

"Shut up! Drive your car properly! Step on the gas! I won't let you die here!" Lu Mingfei shouted, then leaned out again, holding up his Smith & Wesson M10 that was already empty, and pulled the trigger fiercely at the approaching group of Deadpools.

The revolver, which had run out of bullets, started firing again. Lu Mingfei kept pulling the trigger, and bullets were fired one after another. In just over a second, six bullets were fired.

Unlimited ammo for one minute, activated!

This was the first time he had used the skill on this gun.

But the moment he pulled the trigger, a sharp pain shot through his right palm, which was gripping the gun, as if something had bitten him hard.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a distorted, venomous ghost face relief on the rustic wooden grip of the revolver. The ghost face was so lifelike that its open mouth was biting the very center of his palm.

At the same time, he could clearly feel that the ghostly face was greedily sucking his blood.

Not only that, the bullets he fired also underwent a strange change. The bullet head turned an ominous dark red, and in the instant of flight, the tip of the bullet seemed to transform into a miniature, roaring ghost face.

These crimson, ghost-faced bullets, with their mournful whistles, pierced the rain.

The two Deadpools at the front were hit in the chest by the crimson ghost face bullets, which pierced through their chests.

Although the Smith & Wesson M10 is a revolver, its power is really not good. It has a caliber of only 0.38 inches, also known as the .38, and its effective range is a pitiful 30 meters. Its firepower is seriously insufficient. In movies, you can often see the protagonist getting into trouble with this gun.

However, when the bullet turned red, both its power and range increased significantly, and a countdown appeared on Lu Mingfei's cornea.

58————57——56————

Lu Mingfei understood that this was the countdown to the end of the skill, and he had to hurry. He pulled the trigger again, almost without aiming, just recklessly pulling the trigger again and again.

He can fire 6 bullets in 1.25 seconds, which is 288 bullets per minute. You could say that he can fire the firepower of a machine gun in one minute with this little revolver.

"Brother Lu! What kind of gun are you holding? A Gatling gun?"

Hearing the continuous, relentless gunfire behind him, and glancing out of the corner of his eye at the small revolver in Lu Mingfei's hand that was constantly spitting out crimson flames, Abin's worldview was shaken like never before.

The rate of fire and the density of fire were even more exaggerated than the machine guns in the war movies he had seen.

"Stop talking nonsense! Watch where you're going!" Lu Mingfei roared without turning his head, his entire focus on pulling the trigger.

Red bullets kept hitting the group of Deadpools in front, and gaps began to appear in the wall formed by the Deadpools.

"Now! Charge through!" Lu Mingfei shouted to Abin while continuing to fire and clearing away the Deadpools trying to fill the gap on both sides.

Looking at the path to survival that had been forcibly torn open by firepower, Ah Bin's eyes blazed with a fierce will to survive. He gripped the steering wheel tightly, pushing the Mercedes S600's performance to its limits, and the car shot towards the passage like an arrow.

The car body brushed past the Deadpools waving their claws on both sides, the sharp claws leaving a screeching sound and deep scratches on the car body.

Just as the Mercedes was about to break free of the encirclement, another unexpected event occurred.

A dark shadow leaped off the roof of a truck from the side like a ghost. Its speed far exceeded that of an ordinary Deadpool. The light in its golden eyes was as solid as a substance. Its claws tore through the air with a shrill shriek, its target being Ah Bin in the driver's seat.

Ah Bin was terrified when he saw the claws rapidly enlarging in his pupils, and he almost let go of the steering wheel.

But soon a barrage of gunfire erupted, seven or eight bullets simultaneously striking Deadpool. Deadpool's body was as if it had been repeatedly struck by a sledgehammer, and several horrific bloody holes exploded in his abdomen.

Finally, like a puppet with its strings cut, it fell heavily to the ground from mid-air and was mercilessly run over by the wheels of a speeding car.

"Huff—huff—" Ah Bin gasped for breath, his back instantly soaked in cold sweat. Just now, he truly felt the breath of death.

"Don't get distracted! It's not over yet!" Lu Mingfei continued to shout, the countdown numbers on his retina decreasing steadily.

12————11————10————

The crimson barrage once again enveloped the area behind the car, completely engulfing the few Deadpools who relentlessly pursued them.

Ah Bin took this opportunity to drive the car completely out.

In the distance, a bright yellow McLaren supercar sat quietly in the rain.

A foreign man wearing a brown trench coat and a hat stood quietly beside the car, casually carrying two people in one of his hands.

Both men were wearing matching black trench coats and were unconscious. On their chests was a silver half-decayed World Tree medal, the emblem of the Kassel College Executive Department.

Pompeii watched the battered, smoking black Mercedes S600 disappear into the rainy night, a subtle, enigmatic smile playing on his lips.

He raised his other free hand and snapped his fingers lightly. The traces of the two executive agents he was holding in his hand began to be erased from this world, as if they had never existed at all.

"What an interesting night."

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