"If you want to improve your cultivation level and enter the level of transforming energy and refining internal organs, Dragon Qi points are far from enough... There is one thing, but you have to do it in advance. The stronger the strength, the better. You can't save it. Dragon Qi points should be spent. You still have to spend it.”
Thinking of the way Kangtai tried to endure it in the Escort Hall but had a fierce look in his eyes, Zhang Kun sneered.
"You think that I will just watch this hidden danger and keep it there. If I can't help you, then that's it. Unfortunately, you don't have the capital to make me afraid, but you are so vindictive..."
Zhang Kun's eyes flashed slightly as he thought.
"Ascension, firearms shooting."
Four points of dragon energy suddenly burned...
A surge of smart energy quietly rose from within, and he felt that his fingers and wrists had become much more flexible, and a strange memory was poured into his mind.
He seemed to have become a soldier carrying a gun, wearing tattered straw sandals, crossing the snowy mountains and walking through the grass, and experienced bloody and cruel battles one after another...
People around him fell down one by one, and faces that were either young or old joined in.
Facing an enemy who was armed to the teeth, he cherished every bullet and used the firearm in his hand to accurately and fiercely harvest the enemy's lives.
Just like that, ten years passed in a hurry.
He went from a young soldier who only knew how to charge recklessly, shoot, and slash with a knife, to a sharpshooter who terrified the enemy on the battlefield.
Missless shots.
Chasing souls and taking lives...
Zhang Kun opened his eyes, and a trace of vicissitudes of life passed through the depths of his eyes, which became clear again.
He let out a long breath and realized that the short gun placed on the table looked very kind to him, as if he was a flesh-and-blood brother.
He reached out and wiped it, and the gun jumped into his hand. He turned on the safety, aimed and fired, all in one go. It only took 0.3 seconds.
"Quick, it's too fast."
If I had such a fast shooting speed when I broke into the palace, it would probably be more difficult for Mr. Yin to hide.
Of course, at that time, my shooting speed and physical strength were not as powerful as they are now.
Just improving his marksmanship would still be difficult to threaten Grandmaster Yin Fu.
It can only be said that after reaching great perfection in marksmanship, even a master of Huajin will have to be more cautious when facing him.
You cannot attack with all your energy.
If you really let yourself find the right opportunity, in the event of a sneak attack, it is still possible to kill Grandmaster Huajin with a gun alone.
Thinking of this, Zhang Kun burst into laughter.
Firearms are still a small thing after all.
The power of the instrument itself is not enough, and it is actually not a suitable way to use it to defeat the Huajin Grandmaster...
The most suitable scene should be Qing Xiaobing.
Fight targets that are not very skilled in martial arts, but are far away and protected by many people.
for example.
Officials, generals...
Zhang Kun laughed out loud and kept working hard to improve again.
Simply improve your marksmanship to perfection in one go.
What he planned to do this time should not only not anger Nishimiya too much, but also show a strong enough deterrent to prevent the other party from messing around.
Then, it is important to keep things in perspective.
The most important thing is to leave no evidence.
Others clearly know that it was you who did it, but they just can't say it out, so they can only suffer the consequences of being dumb.
Therefore, a short gun is not suitable.
His eyes fell on the rifle in the corner, and Zhang Kun silently ordered to improve his marksmanship.
Another four points of Dragon Qi were burning rapidly, and with only ten points left, Zhang Kun's eyes blurred slightly as countless memories poured in.
This time he was no longer the sharpshooter who attacked the enemy's formation, but a cold and poisonous snake.
Viper soldiers.
He shot each one and hid on the crooked branch of a tree at the top of the hillside, lying there quietly as if dead.
Snowflakes fell on me one by one. It was cold outside and cold inside.
Only the spear in his hand seemed to have blood flowing...
Behind him are countless hungry and homeless fellow villagers.
He wanted to snipe an enemy group on this mountain road.
This was an obviously impossible task, but he had to do it.
The hundreds or thousands of weak people behind them cannot withstand the evil devil's butcher knife...
Since they are evil spirits, we must send them all to hell.
Zhang Kun thought this way and did the same thing.
When the snowflakes blinded the eyes, the sky became darker and darker, and the enemy appeared.
Gunfire also rang out.
As the beautiful blood flowers splashed on the snow, the group of evil ghosts finally did not cross the mountain road.
One man and one shot held these people back for three days.
He didn't know how many officers and soldiers he had shot.
All he knew was that not even a cat or a dog could pass by within a thousand meters in front of him.
If you want to get over it from now on, just stay alive.
As time passed, the bullets around him gradually ran out, and his strength was exhausted. My vision is blurry and I can't see clearly whether the snow around me is white, black, or red...
When he could no longer hold on, he finally picked up his spear and climbed down from the tree.
Leaving slowly, like an old wolf that has exhausted its strength.
But no one was chasing him.
Until, another dark night comes.
Within a thousand meters from the top of the mountain, no one even came to take a second look.
No one tried to collect the dead soldiers.
…
"What kind of marksmanship is this?"
Zhang Kun's eyes were dim, and he seemed to be able to feel the cold wind and snow around him, and his eyes were filled with blood.
After a while, he was able to get out of that lonely and cold state of mind.
"It turns out that thermal weapons are not that simple. The heart is like a mirror and can control a distance of a thousand meters. With a gun in my hand, I have the world."
Even if you hold an old, broken rifle, it can still exert huge lethality.
Within range is hell.
He slowly reached out and picked up the rifle. The gun no longer had any secrets in his hand.
Although he didn't fire a gun, he could feel the wind speed, humidity, and temperature changes in front and behind him.
You can understand what kind of arc the bullet will draw after it comes out of the barrel, and you can even clearly judge the possible evasive actions of the opponent.
His eyes can't see clearly, but his heart can see clearly.
At this point, the marksmanship has been perfected.
He looked at the column where the firearm was fired again and found that the promotion mark on the rear had completely disappeared.
Obviously, just like his sword skills, reaching the perfect state requires another condition to be activated.
Otherwise, the cap is locked.
Zhang Kun could vaguely sense that the improvement of skills and wanting to get a glimpse of a higher level might be related to his own spiritual power.
Before his mental power reaches a very high level, it is impossible for his skills to make breakthrough progress at the level of ordinary people.
"However, this level of shooting technology is actually enough."
Seeing that it was getting dark, he changed into black clothes and covered his head and face without disturbing anyone.
He jumped up, clicked twice on the wall, and disappeared into the alleyway like a puff of smoke.
…
Kangtai has been waiting at the Admiral's Mansion for a long time.
He stood in the corridor, resisting the bites of mosquitoes, but did not dare to reach out and swat vigorously, for fear of disturbing the admiral and disrupting his enjoyment.
Yes.
Admiral Rong, who had just had dinner, was so addicted to theater that he recruited the Qinghe group to sing in the waterside pavilion.
After hearing what was so enjoyable, Mr. Rong even went into battle himself, playing the role of the King of Wu, and having a fight with Xi Shi that transcended the times.
Amidst the string and string music, Mr. Rong was sweating profusely and exclaiming that he felt refreshed...
When he pushed "Xi Shi" away as if his whole body was exhausted, he slumped down on the Taishi chair and drank three sips of tea, then he remembered that Kangtai was still waiting outside the door.
He waved the troupe to leave, coughed twice, and said, "Let him in."
"The ultimate crime deserves death."
As soon as Kangtai came in, he knelt on the ground and didn't dare to raise his head.
He knew that no matter how he argued this time, he would inevitably be judged by an incompetent judge.
If you are incompetent, then you are incompetent. At least your life is saved.
Kangtai comforted himself like this.
"how do you want to do it?"
Rong Lu did not ask Kang Tai in detail about how he sent troops.
Obviously, he already knew everything.
Kangtai also knows this...
Not only himself, but every general in the Wuwei Army is actually surrounded by the admiral's spies.
Moreover, he also knew which personal guard it was.
However, I don’t dare to deal with it privately yet.
This is a kind of consciousness of being a subordinate.
"When my subordinates saw Yuan Shuangcheng's soldiers and horses, they saw that they couldn't do anything, so they immediately retreated. However, those people didn't take the admiral seriously. It's really..."
"presumptuous!"
A general beside Rong Lu suddenly shouted.
"All my subordinates will die."
Kangtai knocked his head on the ground, no longer daring to provoke, but just expressed his thoughts honestly.
"My subordinates are thinking that in the Yuanshun Escort Agency, even if Wang Wu, Yuan Shuangcheng and others are very close, it is impossible to protect everyone in the Escort Agency. Therefore, if you want to get rid of Zhang Kun, you really don't have to kill Yuanshun Escort Agency." Shun Escort Bureau is the main target. As long as we send out more than ten gunmen, set up ambushes around, and choose the right opportunity, we can kill him."
He said this sincerely.
I really feel that Zhang Kun will become him one day, and even become a serious problem for the inner court of the West Palace.
Judging from Zhang Kun's behavior, he is much more difficult to deal with than Wang Wu.
Although Wang Wu is strong, he has a clear purpose. You can predict what he will do every step of the way, and there is not much danger.
When it comes time to fight hand to hand, the worst case scenario is to send out an army of soldiers and horses to surround and kill them.
Kangtai even believed that Wang Wu would probably not escape by then.
But he will die happily.
There will always be such stupid people in this world...
For the so-called ideal, the so-called belief.
Do something unreasonable.
Although Kangtai didn't understand, he knew how to deal with such people.
But what about Zhang Kun?
It's just completely confusing.
You could call him timid, but he is also very brave.
He even dared to break into the palace.
You could say he has a bloody nature, but he is also afraid of death...
As soon as he saw something was wrong, he immediately ran away without stopping for a moment.
After recovering from his injuries, he came back like a tiger.
As long as you can't kill him once.
He will become stronger and stronger, and the next time he comes to kill you, he will kill you.
There is neither belief nor ideal, and it seems that there is no one who must be protected and cherished. He can withdraw at any time and set off an endless wave of blood at any time.
How to deal with this kind of person?
Kangtai actually had a plan in mind.
"The only way is to kill him directly before he has fully grown up. If you can't do that, then you can kill him secretly."
"Just do it."
Rong Lu felt a little tired. In fact, he had different ideas from Kang Tai. He didn't think that the hairless young escort from Yuanshun Escort Agency was much of a threat.
In front of the army, any personal strength is insignificant.
Others thought that Lafayette and the others were afraid of the big sword, or a certain little escort. But only he knew that the one above him was not actually afraid of someone.
Rather, he cannot tolerate the provocation of the other party.
After so many years, who dares to be disrespectful in front of Lafayette?
That man dared to go deep into the palace and beat his trusted eunuch to death on the spot. This was simply unbelievable.
This kind of person should still be killed.
If you get the chance, just let your men crush him to death.
There is no need to make a big fanfare, there is no need.
Rong Lu waved back Kangtai, his mood waned for a moment, and he was about to summon the ninth concubine to come and take a bath.
He saw Kangtai, who had just retreated to the door and turned around to cross the threshold, suddenly shook violently, his head tilted back, and blood splashed.
Only then did a huge vibration reach his ears.
"There are assassins."
The general in front of Rong Lu reacted very quickly. He stretched out his hand and picked up a large stainless steel shield and a spear.
With his big shield in front of him and his spear reflecting the moonlight, he rushed to the door, ready to rush out.
Since new firearms have become popular, these guards have rich experience in dealing with firearms.
He knows better than anyone else that at this time, he cannot stand firm and must take the initiative.
The best defense is always offense.
If you don't create pressure on the opponent and block from the left or right, mistakes will always be made and it will be too late to regret.
As the general attacked, the admiral's mansion suddenly became commotion.
A flood of guards rushed out with swords and guns in hand, sealing off the surrounding area and surrounding the waterside pavilion tightly.
"Bah..."
There was another gunshot.
The guard felt severe pain in his calf, his body could not control his forward leaning, and his steel shield drooped slightly.
In an instant, less than half of his skull was exposed, and it was completely opened by a bullet.
The general let out a miserable howl, fell to the ground and twitched until he became silent.
Lying side by side with Kangtai's corpse with a hole between his eyebrows.
Seeing this miserable scene, no one dared to stand at the door anymore...
Rong Lu's whole body was trembling slightly, he was extremely angry and frightened.
He seemed to see a pair of eyes looking at him, and the gun was already on his head.
There were more than a dozen guards in front of him, forming a tight barrier, but Rong Lu didn't feel the slightest bit safe.
He didn't know where the enemy was or when he would attack again.
He didn't even dare to leave the waterside pavilion, even though there were dozens of generals guarding him outside.
"It must be him, it must be him."
Rong Lu was stunned for a while, and then he roared loudly in shock when he heard no more gunshots.
"Go, send troops, big soldiers, to the Yuanshun Escort Bureau and catch him. I will skin him with my own hands."
Before the trusted general beside him could respond, Rong Lu waved his hand to stop him.
"Wait a minute, we can't go. You must not act rashly at this time. This person seems to be coming for Kangtai. The injustice has its origin and the debt has its owner. There is no need for him to kill me. It is best not to anger the other party."
The other party dared to go to the Admiral's Mansion and directly kill the fifth-grade military guard general in front of him, the nine-door admiral, and also killed a sixth-grade guerrilla next to him who was extremely skilled in martial arts.
In the eyes of the other party, killing officials seems to be a common occurrence, and they are not lenient at all.
Don't touch porcelain with earthen pots. I have a high position and noble status. It is unwise to be so vindictive with a person in the world.
Therefore, we cannot send troops there.
"Mr. John, have you seen clearly, where is the assassin and how did he launch the attack?"
With Rong Lu's status, there are naturally many talents around him.
In addition to some elite general guards, there are also some musketeers.
Not only that, he also hired a firearms expert from Citigroup with a high salary to ask for advice at all times.
Seeing the three shots just now, Rong Lu's courage was chilled, and boundless doubts arose in his heart.
I know this waterside pavilion and singing platform.
There are guards on all sides, and it is impossible for unknown people to reach the vicinity.
Moreover, the most important thing is that there are no tall trees within a hundred feet around the singing platform that can be used as a hiding place.
On top of the wall, there is a battalion of elites taking turns guarding, and it is even less likely that anyone will launch an attack on the wall.
So, where did the bullets come from?
This was the reason for the fear in his heart.
"The enemy shot from a thousand meters away. Not only was his marksmanship accurate, he was also able to make miraculous predictions. From the moment General Kang died to the moment General Cui rushed forward with his shield, he had already made a follow-up plan, and , executed perfectly. By the way, the distance of one thousand meters is what you often call more than three hundred feet away. If I guessed correctly, he fired the shot on the third floor of Fuyuan Restaurant, two streets away. "
Holding the binoculars and leaning out the window to take a look, Mr. John, a Citizen firearms expert, showed a trace of pity in his eyes. He immediately covered it up and said unhurriedly: "You can shoot at such a long distance with a rifle, and there is such a thing." Accuracy is also rare in our country of Citi, so it’s better to be careful, Admiral.”
Not only is it rare, it is simply one in a million.
Each of them is a big treasure in the army, the kind that can determine the outcome of a small war.
'I don't know which country's sniper it is. Do you want to start taking action in advance? '
The Admiral of the Daqing Kingdom unexpectedly encountered such a terrifying opponent. Should he have escaped earlier?
If one of them is bad, he will be buried with him.
John did not think that this was the work of the escort warrior mentioned earlier. According to intelligence, that man had never been on the battlefield. Even if he was good with a short gun, he could be considered an ordinary gunman at best.
There are differences between gunners and shooters, especially snipers who need to be proficient in ballistics, wind direction and speed, and some complicated calculations...
It is simply impossible to do this without mastering profound knowledge and training in shooting tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of bullets.
Rong Lu was so cunning and cunning that it was impossible to tell what the firearms expert was thinking. The other person's emotions were hidden under his eyes like a child's trick.
But precisely because of this, he was even more frightened.
Even Citi firearms experts are afraid of this guy, it's too dangerous.
"Go, go there in person and call back all the gunmen sent by Kangtai. The previous ambush plan will be abandoned."
Rong Lu pointed at a general and said.
He decided to rest at the waterside pavilion tonight, with people blocking him.
Even if the sky falls, he will not leave.
"There is no way to continue like this. We have to find a way to get rid of this person once and for all."
Thinking about things in his mind, Rong Lu's face was sometimes fierce and sometimes dejected.
In a blink of an eye, he frowned again and thought hard.
insomnia.
…
Asking for a monthly ticket.
