The loud gunshots also spread throughout the entire underground street, at least with the snow as the center.
Gunshots rang out within a radius of a few miles.
After dealing with the corpses, Nelar's team suddenly heard gunshots coming from afar.
Everyone looked up in the direction of the gunshot with a stunned expression.
Nelar covered his forehead.
He was a little tired and had to deal with the corpses.
Now, there were some other miscellaneous things that were being transmitted from other places.
Nelar sighed.
"Ah! He had thought that today would be as relaxing as usual. He did not expect so many things to happen.”
"Just the report alone can be written in thousands of words! How annoying!"
Then, he raised his head with a fierce expression and roared fiercely,
"If I find out which blind bastard it is, I'll definitely teach him a lesson. Damn it!"
Chi chi, chi chi
"Raksi, bring two men to deal with the corpse.”
"The rest of you, follow me. Raksi, you are not allowed to disobey orders. Otherwise, you will be punished according to military regulations.”
Nelar's voice gradually weakened, and his figure had long disappeared from everyone's sight.
There were a few more gasps as several figures chased after Nilar.
Only the unhappy Raxi was left behind. Although he was unhappy, he did not disobey the order.
At the very least, he did not want to try the military rules.
He could only lead the remaining two people to move the corpse away.
....
After two shots under the snow, the heads of the two burly men who were the first to bear the brunt spurted out blood.
It slowly flowed out from between their eyebrows.
It explained what it meant to let you see your own brains.
The few people who bought it were shocked by the snow.
How could he not be scared! What a joke, you have a firearm in your hand.
The weapons in our hands are indeed machetes and the like. There's no comparison.
They looked at the gun in their hands in horror.
The hand holding the knife slowly retreated.
"Old... Boss, what should we do? This guy has a gun.”
"I think we should retreat first!”
The few people in front looked at Slade in horror.
They were extremely afraid, afraid that under the snow, they would shoot a few more times if they were dissatisfied.
Slade, who cherished his life, lowered his head and let his lackeys block in front of him.
He revealed a corner of his ferocious face and looked under the snow.
Before he could poke his face out.
With a few bangs, two more shots were fired at him under the snow.
However, it did not hit his head. The bullet only brushed past his cheek.
But it hit the scar on his face.
Fresh blood spurted out from his face again.
The pain made him grit his teeth. His eyes were almost crazy as he stared at the blood in his hand.
"Damn it, damn it."
This scene reminded him of Lewell's flirtatious slash.
His personal history was repeating itself again, and he didn't want to retreat anymore.
Even if all his underlings died, he would still kill this little brat.
He slowly pulled out a flintlock from his waist.
"Everyone, listen to my orders. You are not allowed to retreat.”
His lackeys looked at him in horror.
He felt much more at ease. At least he had a weapon that could threaten the snow.
This way, Under the Snow would be wary and not shoot casually.
Slade ignored their expressions and continued,"
"This guy only has two bullets left in his gun.”
"You should know that a musket can only shoot twice.”
"There are only two bullets left in this kid's hand. Charge! I'll give each of you three gold coins.”
" Three gold coins!" The eyes of the underlings instantly lit up.
Three gold coins was enough for them to spend for several years.
Who wouldn't be tempted to eat in this underground street where there was no next meal?
Money was the boss, and money was everything.
They looked at the snow like hungry wolves.
...
Underneath the Snow couldn't help but laugh when she heard what Slade said.
He was even smiling very happily.
According to his understanding, this was the pistol that attacked the world of giants.
It seemed like he had to change his bullets after one shot, and this guy was actually lying to others.
However, it could not be said that he was lying. He still had a two-shot gun.
However, the gun in Under the Snow's hand was not something that trash firearms could compare to.
With his nearly 100 points of spiritual power, he could fire hundreds of shots in a row.
Even if there were several times more people, they would still be like younger brothers.
Looking at the few people in front of him, he could not help but mock,
"Since you want to die, I can fulfill your wish.”
"But I want to say it clearly. I have no enmity with you. I only want your boss.”
"I can let you go. I'll only count to three!”
"One!"
After saying that, Under the Snow had already started counting down their lives.
Bang! Under the Snow pulled the trigger again.
A scream followed!
Everyone's hearts trembled again.
Damn it, you only counted to one and you fired.
So what if you have a weapon in your hand? You don't treat us as humans, do you?
"Oh right, I forgot that there's one more person besides your boss.”
"This scarred man must die too!"
The knife-scarred man, who had wanted to sneak away, was hit in the leg by the snow.
Blood flowed out of his legs.
The bullet still hit his knee joint. The bullet went through his knee and shattered his kneecap.
"Ah... Don't, don't kill me."
"No, I know I was wrong."
The scarred man's incomparably muscular body was screaming and crying at the same time.
He was like a giant baby.
With snot and tears in her eyes, she looked at the black muzzle under the snow and pointed it at him.
His entire body felt like it was about to split apart.
However, the pain in his knee was excruciating.
He could only cry and scream to relieve his pain.
His appearance made people feel sympathy for him.
The few people in front of him immediately hesitated.
Whether or not he wanted to go up was a question that concerned his life.
Seeing that these people were still hesitating, Slade knew that he had to add fuel to the fire.
Otherwise, this group of traitors would run away.
"Five gold coins per person. He only has one bullet left in his gun.”
Under the Snow sighed. The moment he said this, he knew that these guys were tempted.
A few of them roared and rushed down the snow.
When Slade saw this, he smiled sinisterly.
Fran, who was extremely familiar with the snow, was not worried at all.
He activated the automatic device and flew up to the roof.
There was wind under the snow. Didn't they say that there was a military police regiment just now?
Fran could only look at the distance between them and these guys.
In case he was caught off guard.
However, just as he went up for a while, he saw a few people flying in the air.
And the direction was here.
"Are you here?" Fran frowned and looked down at the snow.
"Brat, hurry up. In about a minute, the military police will be here.”
Under the Snow frowned slightly, faster than he thought.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
After a few consecutive shots, the people at the front were all killed by the snow.
Slade quickly stood up with the gun in his hand and aimed the muzzle at the snow.
A sinister smile appeared on his face.
"Hahaha, I don't believe you still have bullets in your gun.”
"Die!"
However, to his surprise, Under the Snow pulled the trigger and knocked the gun out of his hand.
In a moment of shock, two fingers were directly broken and flew into the air.
The blood in Slade's hand flew onto his face.
What followed was a piercing pain. Ten fingers connected to the heart. It was no joke.
Pa, pa, pa, another few shots were fired. First, the noisy scarred man on the ground was dealt with.
The bodyguards in the market had long disappeared.
When they saw the flintlock in the snow, they decisively fled.
In short, he would not be able to take this money. Let alone flowers!
After killing a few people under the snow, his heart was calm.
It was his first time killing someone, and he didn't know why, but he didn't feel uncomfortable at all.
It was as if he had stepped on a few ants.
Would you feel sad for the death of an ant?
No! Those who knew how to do it were called saints!
However, the word 'Holy Mother' had nothing to do with the eight lifetimes under the snow.
He took a few steps to the front of Slade, and the black, abyss-like muzzle was aimed at his forehead.
He was so scared that his face turned pale.
"No!"
With a bang, she had just said one word when Under the Snow instantly pulled the trigger.
She had knocked off his ears before.
Screams followed.
Underneath the Snow was extremely frustrated.
"Tsk, shut up, or I'll shoot again.”
While Slade covered his ears, he also covered his mouth.
Because he was afraid of death! She was also afraid of pain!
"This isn't like you. You were very fierce before. And, did you just want me to spare your life and not kill you?”
Slade nodded.
"How is that possible? So, Xinei!"
bang bang bang
Under the snow, he fired more than ten shots in a row.
After turning Slad into a sieve, he finally gave up.
Nilar, who was a few streets away, heard the gunshots getting closer and closer, and he became more and more arrogant.
With his sharp eyes, he even saw someone keeping watch.
He had no intention of leaving, but his anger rose.
"Pick up your weapons and prepare for battle.”
"Seriously, I'm being underestimated!”
Fran, who was on the roof, suddenly felt a white light reflected into his eyes.
He closed his eyes slightly and saw that the military police were holding white blades in their hands.
....
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