There is no wind.
Qin Li didn't even blink, he just half-knelt half-kneeling next to the unconscious Alta, looking down at the church like a sculpture.
His peripheral vision caught sight of the shattered marble sculpture arch. The arch was so broken that only the two sides were left standing facing each other, completely exposing Qin Li to the shooting range.
The gunshots just now, including twenty-one and mostly shotguns, simply smashed the sculptural arch that Qin Li used as a baffle. Can marble be reduced to smithereens with just a shotgun?
Qin Li was still half-kneeling motionless, waiting, but the expected gunshots seemed to have evaporated and never sounded again.
The light in his eyes began to change, and there were faint golden ripples. What does it mean not to shoot?
For a moment, several memory fragments flashed in his mind, and it turned out to be this.
He began to relax gradually and stood up very slowly with his other leg, holding the sniper rifle he had just grabbed tightly in his hand.
"I may be surrounded, master in the dark. Let me lose this time." He did not raise his head, and his cold voice echoed among the spiers.
Another full three minutes passed. There was no gunfire, and even the sound of breathing was very weak. Qin Li's natural super hearing has been observing carefully after he spoke, but the church seemed like a really peaceful place. If it weren't for a bunch of With the marble shards at his feet, he would have thought that the sniper was a ghost or had already left.
This time, it was finally certain. Qin Li's eyes were shining with a frightening golden color, with what could be described as a gentle smile.
The moment the gunfire rang out, he was really frightened. It's not that I didn't expect an ambush, but...
Qin Li jumped back suddenly, hooked his palm on a protruding brick of the building as a fulcrum and swung back. He jumped behind the new bunker, picked up the gun with a click, and carefully observed the surroundings through the scope.
The sound of gunfire gave Qin Li a strange sense of familiarity, like an unmanned car that appeared inexplicably on a rainy night, or an accident that occurred inexplicably at an auction.
Someone is attacking him.
She even blatantly tested him in the academy. Qin Li narrowed his eyes and smiled slyly.
Very good, since he is so unbridledly curious, he won't hide anymore and will come to play with you.
As for who it is, it's not that important.
On a rainy night in the Nibelungen, he was assassinated by the Alchemy Corpse in the Labyrinth, and there were several shots that shattered the sculptures, but he still refused to kill Qin Li. Wasn't it just to test his skills.
Although he didn't know why he was so obsessed with his strength, Qin Li blinked his golden pupils and remained motionless, but there was nothing wrong with finding out this matter as soon as possible.
"Brothers of the Lion Heart Society... you didn't want the opportunity I just gave you. Since we are equal now, why not just compete?" Qin Li did not raise his head and spoke as loudly as possible while still staring closely at Scope, ears listening to the surrounding wind and grass.
Wu Mingshi held on to the wings of the icon and hung the telescope around her neck. She also watched Qin Li who was about ten meters below with vigilance. She had taken quite a few practical classes and participated in the activities of the execution department. However, regardless of these The activity was still a free day in the past, but it really didn’t have such a tense situation of being at war with each other. Even though they knew it was a real-life CS, this guy and the Lionheart Club member with his unique brain circuits just acted like a spy movie. .
Is there still no movement? Qin Li hesitated for a moment. The other party really went too far and would never take action. He thought for a while, shrugged, forget it, he was too lazy to continue the stalemate with this lunatic, so he just took action to end this embarrassment, which was a small benefit for the curious baby.
Of course, Qin Li narrowed his eyes with a gentle smile on his face. He had other things to do today, and he would pay back double the amount in the future.
Qin Li found the strap on the gun, put down the hand holding the gun, and put the gun on his back with the smallest and fastest movements. The sickle returned to his waistband, and the long sword was unsheathed and ready to go.
Sure enough, as soon as he made any movement, his opponent also started to move.
Little did he know that Qin Li moved because of him/her.
The sound of loading—aiming—
Take off——
"Bang!" Qin Li retracted his long knife and once again avoided the attack by sacrificing the blade for safety. He rolled rapidly in the air, prying the long knife between the cracks in the bricks. He stepped on the wall and took off quickly using the friction. He fell back to where he was originally hiding. He dragged the sniper rifle to his hand and fired at a certain place without stopping. .
"Bang!" Qin Li dodged another bullet sideways, and fired again at the same time as the man who fired the gun.
After several rounds of back and forth, Qin Li was still unable to force his opponent out of his prototype. This competition of speed, accuracy, reaction and calculation ability was truly unprecedented, and it was carried out without any means.
The opponent's gunfire didn't sound for a long time. Qin Li cautiously jumped to the opposite side with a knife, only to see a lighted sniper rifle. People are gone.
Like him, the sniper took advantage of the echoes between the church buildings. First, he used the sound to expose Alta to attract Qin Li. Qin Li was really confused by the overly detailed sound due to his habit. However, he also took advantage of his opponent's eagerness to force out his strength and found his/her hiding place.
The almost completely synchronized shooting just now required extremely strong control over time, angle, and speed. If you were one step slower, you would lose.
Like a gamble. Qin Li looked at the obviously damaged blade in surprise. It wasn't that he didn't want to dodge the bullets just now. It was just that the bullets were coming in a fierce way, which made him feel quite bad. To be on the safe side, he used the knife to block it. Now it seems that in Without a word spirit, this is undoubtedly the most correct thing to do. The opponent's marksmanship is ridiculously good, with incredible accuracy, and incredible penetrating power. It can damage intermediate alchemy weapons, unlike ordinary bullets. The effect comes out.
It was also after discovering the opponent's advantage that he chose to take it by surprise and fire at the same time, trying to weaken the opponent's penetration until the opponent could no longer move. Fortunately, his opponent had consumed a lot of bullets before, otherwise Qin Li would have taken action if the stalemate continued.
Qin Li checked the gun in his hand and saw that there were three rounds left. Looking at Wu Mingxi who was shocked and surprised, he grinned and said, forget it, such a person will persevere. There will be a chance to meet him in the future.
"Senior, does it look good?" Qin Li shouted as he jumped down and landed silently.
"Wonderful! You win!" Wu Mingshi put his hands to his mouth and shouted excitedly, very satisfied with what he saw.
Qin Li exhaled, tightened his grip on the knife, and his eyes returned to normal. Next, it was time to breathe out.
One code after another, Qin Li said that his anger was not gone.
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What are you sulking about?
Probably, he suddenly felt that his sister really looked down on him and always treated him as a child, or he always felt that he was soft-hearted. The thought of Constantine and Norton made him feel inexplicably uncomfortable.
Rebellion with the White King and carving up the Black King's inheritance. In the final analysis, Qin Li was assigned the most minor role by Qin Luo, and the close relatives were still dependent on each other for their own destiny.
How can you be a Dragon King if you can't get rid of your random thoughts?
On the ground floor of the experimental building, Qin Li was waving the hammer originally attached to his waistband in a pile of crimson. With an expressionless face, he aimed at various acupuncture points on the hands of those close to him, and struck hard and accurately. There was no sound of gunfire, only the sound of gunfire. The numb, tingling screams of Lionheart members of all colors and accents.
Qin Li's hammer spun magnificently in his hand, easily disarming everyone. He picked up a gun with bullets and fired continuously. Occasionally, if someone was too late to hit, he would kick him back and shoot again.
The effect of Kassel's anesthetic bullets was not worse than that of Frigga. Qin Li threw the pistol away, but it just didn't have the blood effect.
He casually threw an ordinary hammer with a long handle. The hammer spun a few times in the air. Qin Li stretched out his hand naturally, and his palm just fell back on the hammer handle. It turned in a gorgeous arc under the light, like slow motion. Same, wonderful.
The backbone of the Lion Heart Club who was originally controlling the strength of the team saw this handsome bouquet and was stunned by the handsome boy wearing ordinary sportswear.
If he hadn't been holding a shining knife in his other hand, hanging a dusty sickle on his waist, and kicking several guns at his feet, and countless "soldiers" who had sacrificed their lives heroically prostrate themselves on the ground, it would probably have been You'd think so.
Lancelot had just finished arranging for Susie to deal with Caesar. When he saw the boy's innocent face and a few random movements on the surveillance camera, he couldn't help but frown.
This year, the president is not here, which is really unfortunate.
It just so happened that a few such powerful talents emerged.
"Click!" The screen suddenly made a burst of electric current, and the screen went black. The remaining three or two people were startled. Lancelot calmly took out his weapon and gestured silently. The boy was alone. He came here obviously to "capture the thief first and capture the king first".
In this case, we have no choice but to deal with it. Lancelot's calm expression also reassured several members. The vice president sometimes seemed much more reliable than the president.
Lancelot led the people out of the control room, and the battle began.
Although their number was small, they had an absolute advantage over the scattered bullets left over from Qin Li's side.
Thinking of this, Lancelot's eyes glowed with confidence, which also illuminated the confidence of the team members.
Qin Li stepped on the wall and pulled out the sickle from the hole in the wall. He had no time to go to the ground to remove the bullets and refill them. He randomly selected a revolver with five or six bullets in it. He looked at the sickle and hammer in his hand and couldn't help but feel... Sighing, this thing is definitely an artifact. It has many uses, is resistant to wear and tear, and is easy to carry. These two things can be used all over the world and share the glory with the bricks. However, the Japanese long sword is idle and is carried in the left hand. superior.
Speaking of which... He glanced at the big hole in the wall. It used to be a surveillance camera, but it was gone with a scythe. He was so provocative, hoping that Lancelot would come to his door obediently.
Although it is inevitable that he has ulterior motives... but it is still a way to vent my anger on my sister. Qin Li twitched the corner of his mouth and began to make calculations in his heart.
This time, Lancelot leaned against the gun and approached the door connected to the ground floor. He paused for a moment, suddenly stepped away, and was about to raise the gun, but there was no one there.
"Mr. Vice President, this..." A boy with yellow hair came over suspiciously and said with a bit of luck, "It seems that he waited for us for too long and thought there was no one, so he left..."
"boom!"
Unfortunately, he could not finish his words.
The yellow-haired man covered his head with his last reaction and fell heavily to the ground.
Lancelot's pupils dilated slightly, how could he relax!
"Is it a trap?" Lancelot quickly got out of the state of surprise and returned to the state of fighting. He underestimated this young man and really thought he was gone.
Back then, I could only command, but I would not be able to set up an ambush like this.
But, where are the people? He saw another backbone frequently turning her head to look at the empty bottom floor. Seeing that she was looking so carefully but still looking, Lancelot was sure that she had not found the boy.
The building was extremely quiet, even the communicator was silent. Several inexperienced members were made even more nervous by the silence. Lancelot understood that this was the opponent's psychological trick, creating this mysterious and strange atmosphere. Atmosphere.
I just hope that the team members will not fall into the trap too easily.
As we all know, things backfire.
