Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

A flower that represents danger and death must long for blood to irrigate...

The scorching bullets tore through the air barrier, mixed with the sound of bursting guns, piercing through one forehead after another...

The elderly figure turned over and landed in an extremely abnormal and agile posture, with his left hand in his arms, protecting Duoduo, and swung his right hand violently.

The flames flashed, and a ray of light rushed upwards, hitting accurately on a sniper bullet...

In Captain No. 4's sight, the elderly figure held a girl in one hand to protect her, and lifted the pistol to his mouth with the other hand. He blew it gently, and it blew away a piece of gunpowder, which made Captain No. 4's heart feel cold.

"Open fire!!!"

‘Da da da da da da da da…’

With a roar, Captain No. 4's expression was extremely ferocious, and the big drops of sweat on his forehead were soaking his eyelashes, forcing him to blink...

But in this blink of an eye, the old and young in the scope disappeared like ghosts.

The gunshots in the wide apron are more lively than during the Chinese New Year. Everyone is shooting. Although they can't find the target, shooting is just to boost their courage...

“…Did you see it? This is the appearance of these people.

Once an armed force has no organizational discipline or mission belief, no matter how fierce it seems, it is just a group of vulnerable stragglers!

The reason for fear is because of the unknown. When you understand everything, then you will be fearless..."

In the dark corner, Wang Xuebin looked at the plane that was almost sieve-like in the center, and calmly changed the magazine in his hand.

Duoduo stood behind him in a daze, looking at his back, with indescribable confusion in his eyes.

"...The way to deal with these people is to be stronger and more extreme than them. Using killing to fight killing is not necessarily the best and most appropriate way, but it is the simplest and most effective way!"

As he said that, he put the pistol into the gun bag, patted Duoduo on the shoulder, and signaled her to wait quietly here.

Then he took out a matte dagger, turned into a silent ghost, sneaked into the darkness, and leaned towards the man closest to him.

In the darkness, a nigger with a natural color was shooting a large-caliber machine gun wildly.

His hand was tightly pressed on the trigger, but his expression was full of absent-minded. Compared to the battle in front of him, his mind was more focused on the yellow-sex girl who had just glanced at her...

If it can be captured alive...

"Hehehe..."

As he thought about it, he couldn't help but laugh...

"Hey, nigger, what are you laughing at?"

"Of course... wuwuwu..."

The suffocating force tightly clamped his mouth and nose, and then a flash of cold flashed, and a bottomless wound was cracked.

The black man covered his neck tightly with his hands, trying to block the gushing blood flow like a gushing.

Unfortunately, everything is in vain after all.

All he could do was to feel the power as the blood quickly passed, his eyelids became heavier and he could no longer support his consciousness.

Until the last moment when consciousness was about to dissipate, a sound came into my heart in a trance.

The voice seemed to be explaining something to someone. He wanted to hear it clearly, but he no longer had the ability to identify it...

"...Black people are just black in skin, and meat is no different from other species..."

He slowly put the body down, took off his backup communication terminal, and stuffed a button-sized wireless earphone into his ear.

“…The others are the same. For humans, mammalian life based on protein, they are very powerful, but also very fragile…

They are so powerful that they dare to confront the stars they rely on for survival, and they are so fragile that they can defeat them with a bullet, a dagger, or even a word…”

He rolled forward, quietly crossed an obstacle, squatted down to a sniper, quickly clamped his head with both hands, and frustrated it hard.

With a 'Gaba', another life disappeared in the shadow.

He raised his hand to take his anti-equipment sniper rifle, came to the cover, squatted and looked out, and pulled the trigger violently.

In an instant, a machine gun sound stopped forever at this moment...

When he noticed the change in gunfire, Captain No. 4 was shocked. After quickly retracting his body completely back to the cover, he picked up the reserved communication equipment he had reserved in advance and roared loudly.

"... Everyone is on guard and report the situation. The old man has sneaked around us. The engineering team is speeding up the speed to restore the lighting!!!"

As soon as the captain No. 4 said, everyone present was shocked and stopped suppressing firepower at the same time, holding weapons and nervously guarding the surroundings...

"...Report! Four people were reduced by the assault team..."

"...Several firepower team members were reduced...Six people, one person was hit by anti-equipment weapons..."

"... Two people were killed in the blasting team, one of them was injured by stray bullets..."

"One person was reduced from the sniper team. By the way, I declared in advance that the stray bullet was not fired by me, and my bullets have always been fired in every case!

Also, there are not six people in the heavy firepower team, but seven people, and one of them has his throat cut. You didn’t count..."

In the darkness, Wang Xuebin leaned against the corner of the wall, curled his mouth and smiled, took off his headphones, twisted it hard, and crushed it into a pile of debris.

He threw the sniper rifle aside, moved his hands and feet, turned his head and looked at Duoduo, who was hiding in the corner not far away, trembling, but he was still unremittingly looking for Wang Xuebin's figure, and said softly:

“…The best way to deal with a group of people is to divide them, divide the whole into individuals, and then defeat them one by one…

Of course, if you have the power that can destroy and crush everything, then all resistance will be like a joke!

Just like this…”

As he said that, Wang Xuebin jumped again and came to the center of the stage.

"… Found him! Open fire!!!"

"...No, you're useless!"

‘Da da da da da da da da…’

Continuous bullets were woven into a vast net, covering the dangerous bird of prey in everyone's eyes.

But the bird of prey had no fear at all. She smiled faintly, and a natural curve appeared on the corner of her mouth, taking steps lightly, walking calmly in the dense barrage.

"...The reason why I hide is just to use your group of textbooks to teach!

After all, there are not many textbooks and cannot be reused. I have to save some...

Now that the class is over, you can rest. If you have a next life, you must have a long memory and stay away from the people who call Wang Xuebin!

Otherwise, you will be responsible for the consequences..."

In the eyes of the crowd of people's hearts, the figure quietly drew out his two guns and threw out several mysterious arcs.

A gorgeous arc-shaped barrage spread rapidly, and in an instant, all gunfires came to an abrupt end.

In Duoduo's extremely dull eyes, whether hiding behind the cover or getting up and shooting, his temples exploded into a hideous blood hole and fell to the ground.

In the center of the stage, Wang Xuebin calmly took off the magazine of the pistol, took out two new ones, and replaced them again.

"...By the way, you don't need to learn this trick... Before you don't have the ability to do a salvation for Newton, just look at it...

Let's go, the truth you have been chasing is ahead. It's getting late, don't let our 'old friends' wait... "

As he said that, he looked up at a surveillance monitor with a red light flashing, narrowed his eyes slightly, pointed his hands and swordsmanship, and gave a slight gesture.

"...right, my dear team members!"