Original world No. 9, the first war zone.
The originally cloudless sky was penetrated by an extremely dark thin line, and the entire sky seemed to be divided into two halves.
At one end of the black line is the sniper rifle in Nanfeng's hand on top of the mountain.
The other end of the black line is the center of Sikong Erxue's eyebrows.
call out
Penetrating bullets are too fast
Almost at the moment Nanfeng pulled the trigger, the magic bullet penetrated a distance of nearly 800 meters and killed Sikong Boxue.
no reaction time
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Sikong's learned expression froze and he fell to the ground suddenly.
This scene happened so fast that the chosen ones around were stunned.
When they came to their senses, their slightly dull eyes regained their energy, and they looked at Sikong Boxue who fell on the ground with anger on their faces.
"Sikong Boxue Sikong Boxue is dead"
"Fuck you, Sikong Boxue, you are going to die badly."
"I'll beat you to death, you bitch"
The nearly a hundred chosen ones were so angry that they didn't care about the skeleton next to them. They punched, kicked and spat at Sikong Erxue's body to vent their anger.
Especially the Chosen Ones from the 209th War Zone, who were the most ruthless and wanted to cut Sikong Bo into corpses.
On the other hand, most of the Chosen Ones in the 2nd War Zone were still standing there blankly, looking left and right, looking confused. ??
"Hypnosis lifted"
Nanfeng saw everyone's performance clearly through the 8x lens.
From the looks of it, he probably killed the wrong person. The one just now was Sikong Boxue.
"It had to be me. I accurately positioned myself in the crowd and shot him in the head. Those who didn't know thought I was cheating."
Nanfeng couldn't help but hum: "Put your bags on your back, Xiaonan, please make the monster stop."
On the dragon's head, the monster is still fighting with Catherine vigorously.
Xiaonan beside her nodded. She didn't know what method she used, but the skeleton man stopped immediately.
Nanfeng looked at Xiaonan: "Okay, you actually controlled the monster. Tell me, what else did you do behind my back?"
Xiao Nan hesitated and pretended to be stupid: "I can't carry you on my back, brother."
Nanfeng patted her little head: "You are still pretending that you are a monster who secretly found me while I was sleeping last night. Tell me, why are you looking for him?"
Xiaonan lowered his head and played with his fingernails, muttering: "I just sensed that he was controlled by me. He is not dead yet, so I went over to take a look."
"It's so simple to see what he didn't tell you." Nanfeng knelt down and said seriously, "Xiaonan, we are grasshoppers on the same rope. We have to share information with each other. Tell me, he will tell me What did you say?”
The monster also told Nanfeng many secrets before, but Nanfeng didn't completely believe it.
He always felt that what the monster said was true or false.
But he is now controlled by Xiaonan, and what he said to Xiaonan should be the truth.
Xiaonan curled her lips and said unhappily: "He told me my name, and then he died, leaving only this soulless body for me to control."
Well, the monster is still dead.
This was something Nanfeng didn't expect.
Nan Feng looked into Xiao Nan's eyes: "Your name is your original name."
Xiaonan hummed: "But that's all in the past tense. Now, my name is Xiaonan."
Nan Feng stood up, touched Xiao Nan's head, and did not ask any more questions.
"Come on, let's go over there and have a look."
He took Xiaonan's hand and walked in the direction of Di Xinglong.
On the other side, above the head of the Earthly Dragon.
The Chosen Ones from District 209 had cut into pieces the corpse of Sikong Wexue, finally venting their anger.
Catherine stood watching them silently from a distance, her beautiful eyes still scanning the crowd, looking for anyone who was behaving abnormally.
She was still worried.
"How could a person like Sikong Boxue die so easily?"
But Catherine looked at it for a long time and found no problems.
It seems that the dead person is really Sikong Boxue.
"How about it? Is my shot accurate?"
Nanfeng climbed up with Xiaonan, and did not forget to brag about himself in front of Catherine: "You may not believe it, more than 20 days ago, I never even touched a gun, but now I can shoot a headshot with a gun. "
"Maybe this is talent."
Even in Blue Star before time travel, there were not many snipers who could reach this level.
Catherine whispered: "Not bad."
Catherine was not being polite, she really thought this shot was good.
Nanfeng looked at the remaining chosen ones and asked in a low voice: "What should I do with these people?"
Catherine said coldly: "Kill."
Nanfeng smacked his lips: "Wouldn't it be too cruel to kill them all?"
Catherine glanced at Nanfeng: "Then you take them in"
Nanfeng took out Gatling with his backhand: "Then let's kill him."
These people have all been hypnotized by Sikong Boxue, and they are like viruses. Who dares to take them in?
What if they can also hypnotize others? What if their psychology is abnormal?
Anyway, Nanfeng will definitely not bring them back to Nancheng.
The remaining Chosen Ones have also been paying attention to the situation of Nanfeng and Catherine.
Seeing Nanfeng take out Gatling, they immediately panicked and all backed away.
"He, Nanfeng, wants to kill us"
"Damn it, we finally escaped from Sikong Xuexue's clutches, but are we still going to die here?"
"We have already released the hypnosis. Why do you still want to kill us?"
Everyone kept backing away, staring at the barrel of Gatlin's gun with fear, fearing that it would turn.
Nanfeng was also a little hesitant. These people didn't even have the idea of resisting, which made him a little reluctant to take action.
"Catherine, why don't you come?"
Nanfeng made a gesture of invitation to Catherine.
Catherine drew out the Holy Light Sword, rushed into the crowd with one arrow step, and killed the ordinary-looking Sikong Boxue.
Kill her so that Catherine can feel at ease.
"Don't bully others too much," Richard Tyson from District 209 shouted angrily, "We still have more than a hundred people here. No matter how strong you two are, you can't kill all of us."
"Yes, if we run separately, we can always escape a few."
"Run quickly"
This group of chosen ones did not choose to resist, but took the time to flee, running as fast as they could.
“Smart choice.”
Nan Feng did not fire.
In fact, this group of people are quite innocent. They were hypnotized by Sikong Boxue and kept doing things they couldn't help themselves.
In addition, they did not resist, but chose to flee. In this case, it was impossible to kill them all, so it was better not to take action.
Catherine had the same idea, and she watched everyone go away silently.
Nanfeng said: "Do you think there is a possibility that Sikong Boxue is not dead? He ran away among the crowd."
Catherine nodded slightly: "It's possible, who told you not to kill them?"
Nanfeng chuckled: "I'm not a murderer. Besides, you didn't do it yourself."
The two fell into a long silence.
After a long time, Nanfeng finally said: "But it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter even if he is still alive."
"If I can beat him once, I can beat him a second time."
"Sikong Boxue is no longer my nightmare."
"Instead, I became his nightmare."
"Brother Shen"
"Um"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The aroma of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
