Los Angeles.
Unlike the stormy San Francisco, this city seems more peaceful, at least on the surface.
Of course, in a place like the United States, shootings and other incidents happen from time to time, and it has become a little peaceful.
Luo Qing stood on the roof of a twenty-story building, staring at the door of a hotel, feeling a little excited.
As a man, I am naturally attracted to thick and huge guys, especially those with great power.
Luo Qing reached out and took out a one-meter-two-meter-long...Barrett M99 directly from the black hole. He set it up, lay down, and loaded the bullet.
His face was visibly excited. There are really a lot of good things in Valon's arsenal. This stuff is legendary. The newly produced stuff last year sold for as much as 100,000+ each, and it's still expensive but not marketable. That kind!
Luo Qing took a fancy to it as soon as he went in, and prepared to treat these three monks to the 12.7 caliber big guy.
Can any evil spirit be transcended? I, Namo Barrett Bodhisattva, will teach you what Buddha is!
Luo Qing stretched out a finger to feel the wind speed and so on, and then waited with interest.
Of course, he didn't understand this at all, but it didn't matter. For Barrett, just aim the crosshair at a distance of more than 300 meters. It has nothing to do with wind speed or anything like that. Just hit wherever you point.
Time passed slowly, and there were more and more people on the street. When the time reached eight o'clock, there were more and more people on the street.
There were three more bald men wearing monk's robes in Luo Qing's crosshairs. They were particularly short, only about 1.5 meters tall. I don't know if it was because of their system.
Luo Qing aimed at the tallest and brightest bald head among the three, and his expression became more and more excited the moment they walked out of the hotel door.
boom!
An explosion resounded throughout the venue, and the locals screamed subconsciously. Without their brains reacting, they found the most suitable bunker based on their body reactions, and the two monks were stunned.
They trembled and looked back. The powerful kinetic energy of the bullet knocked the monk into the hall. His reflective half of the bald head had long disappeared. The scene was extremely bloody for a while.
Looking at this scene, the two monks were stunned. They trotted over tremblingly and almost shouted at the same time: "Senior Brother Huijian!"
His tone was full of shock and panic, as well as a hint of anger.
boom!
Another loud noise came from outside the door, followed by the sound of glass being shattered. The two monks subconsciously clasped their hands together. The next moment, a faint golden light emitted from their bodies, and the monk on the left flew out with a bang.
The powerful kinetic energy of Barrett's bullet touched the extraordinary at this moment.
The monk on the right had murderous intent in his eyes. He instantly looked towards the direction of the bullet. Three hundred meters was really not that far away. He could clearly see Barrett's strong body and a streak of darkness behind Barrett. hair.
Before he could make a move, boom!
The barrel of Barrett's gun spurted out dazzling tongues of flame, and a bullet thicker than a finger struck instantly.
bump!
The bullet collided with the golden light of the protective body, and like the monk, he instantly flew backwards and hit the wall of the hotel hard.
The two stood up with difficulty, with a trace of red at the corners of their mouths. They looked at each other in horror, and immediately pressed against the wall and walked toward the stairs. Without seniority, it was difficult to fight against technological weapons. Obviously, they were still far behind.
Woo~
The siren of the police car outside rang, bringing a sense of peace to the panic outside. This street focused on commerce, and it was a key area for their patrols. It was understandable that they arrived quickly.
Luo Qing curled his lips, and the moisture covering his eyes and shoulders dissipated. If he hadn't thought of the recoil, he would have almost gotten a panda eye from the first shot just now.
After taking a look at the exaggerated scratches on the bracket on the ground, Luo Qing stood up and relaxed, then took the big baby back into space. His body faded and disappeared on the roof of the building.
When he reappeared, Luo Qing had already reached the rooftop of the hotel where he had been sniped. He casually leaned on the edge, took out his tablet and waited silently.
At this time, the phone vibrated slightly. I took it out, took a look, and answered the call: "What's wrong?"
"Um, Mr. Luo, the sniper movement in the city is a bit loud. Do you want me to help you suppress it?" Wa Long's helpless voice sounded.
This gun is not yet widely circulated on the market. After all, it only appeared last year. Therefore, less than two minutes after the gunshot was fired, a certain arms boss sent condolences and asked him not to do it. Urban fucks.
But he was also helpless. He couldn't control Luo Qing's movements, so he could only give him a tactful reminder.
"Tell them to shut up." Luo Qing said lightly.
He could understand what Wallon meant. It was normal for someone to panic.
The United States still doesn't pay much attention to the extraordinary. Even the black market magic is probably handled by the Killer Alliance.
Otherwise, the spells and masks in the established trajectory would not be left to gather dust in District 13, right?
"Well, what, Mr. Luo, we need to use their strength to find David. You know, I haven't fully recovered the black hand yet, so it's hard to fall out." Valon was a little helpless, and he didn't want to talk to these people. Ah, but this is the superior of their black hand.
We just started talking last night. Most of the power of the Black Hand is still in the hands of others. There is no way around it.
Luo Qing lowered his eyes, and a bald man in black clothes who got off the armored vehicle came into view.
Luo Qing's eyes flashed, why did Black from District 13 appear here?
Shouldn't he be investigating last night's robbery now? He emptied the bank.
"Okay, I understand." Luo Qing replied calmly and hung up the phone.
He was a little helpless. A black hole appeared in front of him. He threw the tablet into it, then reached in and touched another big guy.
He murmured somewhat unhappily: "Namo Gatling Buddha may appear next time..."
Turning his arm, Luo Qing touched a small box. Since we can't use technology, we still have supernatural powers. He, Master Luo, is powerful. These monks still want to run away?
Opening the box, the three charms of snake, chicken, and ox flashed slightly on his fingertips, and he completely disappeared from the world.
Below, Blake asked a police officer with a headache: "What's going on?"
There have been a lot of things going on recently, and he has been extremely busy. He was just about to return to San Francisco to handle bank matters when a sniper stopped him in his tracks.
If he hadn't had the foresight to go bald, he could believe that his hair would have fallen out violently.
"Report, it's Barre..."
boom!
Before he finished speaking, another loud noise came from behind. A big hole was broken on the third floor of the hotel. A large amount of smoke and dust filled the air, making it difficult to see what was going on inside.
"Fire!"
Blake roared and pointed the black muzzle at the two-meter-long huge hole. The metal storm instantly tore through the smoke and made a horrifying roar.
When a bunch of bullets were discharged, they replaced the second magazine within three seconds, pointing at the hole vigilantly.
The smoke slowly dissipated, and the smell of gunpowder filled the air, but the stairwell on the third floor was empty, with only a large number of bullets tearing the walls apart.
Blake frowned. There was no explosive residue on the wall...
Depression flashed in his eyes, and he thought of his father's words, only magic can defeat magic!
But, what if there is an extraordinary person who can use technology?
