It wasn't until Shen Liang dug out the perpetual train in Chao Mountain based on his dream and successfully took out the handy weapon that the umbrella holder was by no means the first to see this "L" shaped object.
But the few people I saw before were too dead to die.
In Shen Liang's eyes, the umbrella holder will be the next ignorant soul to die at the gunpoint of the Desert Eagle.
However, the umbrella holder is different from the cannon fodder of the dwarf young man.
After successfully leading Shen Liang from the bustling place to this dark alley, if the dwarf young man was more agile, he might not be able to kill Shen Liang with one blow using the three-inch dagger in his hand.
Because as the dwarf young man said, it has been so long that no one has dared to come to Jin City to cause trouble for the people of the Jin Palace, so much so that Shen Liang has almost forgotten how the waves of martial arts assassins many years ago They all rushed towards Prince Jin's Mansion like a suicide attack.
Therefore, Shen Liang's current composure was purely tempered by his previous life as the Great Xia National Military God. It is impossible to say that he did not fear or regret letting down his guard.
After all, being reborn in such a body that can enjoy a lifetime of glory and wealth, Shen Liang cherishes his little life more than ordinary people.
He is afraid of death.
More afraid than anyone else.
But he also knew that he was afraid that he could not solve the problem. Only by killing those who refused to let him live could he live a secure and peaceful life.
"Click - click -"
Suddenly, there was a sound of shattering stone slabs, and his eyes moved downward. With the help of the faint moonlight, Shen Liang saw that at the feet of the killer who claimed to be the umbrella holder, there were blue stone slabs on the ground, centered on his feet, like a spider web. Break into pieces!
He was soaring his energy.
Although Shen Liang was born in the Yan Dynasty for eighteen years and never touched the threshold of martial arts, he had never eaten pork, and he had never seen a pig running?
Such an obvious release of true energy, even if you are not a martial artist, you can see it with your eyes!
However, Shen Liang was not familiar with martial arts, so he could not judge his own cultivation level by the strength of the infuriating energy released by the umbrella holder.
Bagua realm?
Seven Star Realm?
Or Liuhe realm?
Not knowing the martial arts realm of Qing Umbrella Guest, Shen Liang couldn't help but beat his heart.
Because since he got the Desert Eagle in his hand, the highest level martial artist he has shot is probably the head of Tianlang Village.
Perhaps the dwarf young man was at a higher level than Ma Xiang, but after all, Shen Liang had not found out the details of the dwarf young man, and the latter became the soul of his dead.
The main reason for saying so much is that Shen Liang has not used the Desert Eagle to test what level of martial arts can survive under the muzzle of this king of pistols.
The enemy's survival naturally means his own death.
"Now I just hope that the foodies can quickly move in to help the troops..."
Shen Liang muttered to himself in his heart. He had previously decided to leave the team and follow the dwarf young man to this alley. He had already discovered that something was wrong with the so-called "boy".
Therefore, he called Chu Shile in advance and asked him to go back to Prince Jin's Mansion as soon as possible to find someone to help him clear up the dangerous factors of sneaking into Jincheng.
In doing so, on the one hand, Shen Liang was more confident than doubtful about the Desert Eagle in his hand; on the other hand, he was afraid that if he didn't act as bait obediently, he would alert the snake, leaving hidden dangers such as the dwarf young man and the umbrella holder who appeared later.
In short, there was still no sign of rescue, but the parachutist's air machine had been "charged" in a short moment.
The umbrella holder maintained his attitude of cherishing words like gold, unlike the dwarf young man who had to talk before taking action.
Shen Liang saw that the opponent's hand holding the paratrooper shook, and the black umbrella was immediately put away. Then the paratrooper stepped forward, almost without giving Shen Liang much time to react, he used the umbrella instead of the sword and stabbed straight. To Shen Liang's chest!
But after all, the parachutists still knew nothing about thermal weapons.
If it were a sword, given Shen Liang's current state of incompetence, he might have been stabbed to death by an umbrella before he even drew the sword out of its sheath.
But Shen Liang, who had already aimed his gun at the umbrella holder, just pulled the trigger, and the high-power bullet, which was enough to blast through Chu Shile's elephant, erupted instantly, hitting the umbrella holder. Guest door!
The bullet comes out of the chamber in an instant!
In terms of speed, the bullet must be faster than the black umbrella that stabs at him.
Coupled with the fact that the Parachutist has no knowledge of the desert eagle, a hot weapon, it stands to reason that unless the Qi emitted by the Parachutist is so strong that it can form an air barrier and hit the bullet, the one who dies first will inevitably There is no doubt that he is an umbrella holder!
But the result of the first confrontation that followed failed to follow the script.
It was probably a sign of danger that he had learned from licking blood on the tip of a knife for many years, or maybe the martial arts energy had doubled the sharp perception of the umbrella holder.
The moment Shen Liang pulled the trigger, the umbrella holder suddenly stopped rushing forward. He didn't know what mechanism he pressed on the handle of the black umbrella, and the umbrella body opened with a crash!
Then there was a muffled bang, and the bullet hit the black umbrella. It did not penetrate, but it still used powerful force to force the umbrella holder back several steps!
No matter how calm the umbrella holder appeared, he couldn't help but be surprised by Shen Liang's methods at this moment!
"This is……"
An expression called "unbelievable" finally appeared on the face of the umbrella holder. He put away the black umbrella in surprise and looked at the small shallow pit left by the desert eagle on the surface of the black umbrella. His ears were in a trance. The words that Master once said to him rang out.
"This umbrella was made by our ancestor who spent a lot of money to hire a top forging master. It was made of black meteorite iron and hammered tens of thousands of times over three years. An ordinary weapon will break if touched. As soon as the list of divine weapons on the floor came out, this soldier ranked eighteenth. Don't think that eighteenth is not a high ranking. You must know that there are thousands of weapons in the world, and it can be ranked eighteenth among such a huge number of weapons. That’s enough to be proud of!”
Thinking of this, the umbrella holder couldn't help but look at the Desert Eagle in Shen Liang's hand again.
This was a weapon he had never heard of or seen before. Even though Shen Liang stood motionless, he still almost killed himself with this weapon!
If he hadn't felt the danger of death at that moment and opened the umbrella in time, I'm afraid... his end would be the same as that useless bait not far away, right? !
On the other hand, Shen Liang.
He blocked the Desert Eagle's bullets with his black umbrella and survived without any injuries. He was also very uneasy inside!
But if you think about it carefully, there is nothing unacceptable, because in the previous life in Daxia, many items that could not be copied using modern technology were unearthed.
These items include cold weapons, tomb mechanisms, metal products and even some wine and tea sets with subtle patterns!
And even when Aquamarine technology developed to the point where it was necessary to use perpetual trains to preserve human fire, many mysteries left by the ancients have never been solved!
Thinking about it this way, in this so-called semi-primitive era, it doesn't seem so surprising that craftsmen can create cold weapons that can withstand bullets.
