fifth form

Chapter 460 Falling into a Confrontation
Blind shooting + deterrent fighting skills.

This is almost the nemesis of Song Xianzhong's current state.

Seeing Zhang Xuezhou's finger touching the trigger, Song Xianzhong's instinct like a beast quickly made Song Xianzhong roll over.

"It's not dead!"

Song Xianzhong was almost inconceivable that an armor-piercing bullet did not kill the opponent.

He looked at the blood on Zhang Xuezhou's chest, and couldn't imagine why the other party was still able to release deterrent fighting skills after being shot and bled, and even flew backwards quickly at the moment.

"go!"

After flying backwards for a few seconds, Zhang Xuezhou had joined the crowd.

He gave Song Xianzhong a pained look, and the rifle he held in his hand did not dare to lose any stability.

When urging everyone to leave, the noose on his body was quickly cut off by Song Fengying.

"Don't run outside. My grandfather has set up rockets and explosives in several places outside. Only the shooting range will not be detonated rashly because of the large amount of ammunition stored!"

When everyone was about to pass through the electronic gate, Song Sijia who was struggling on the ground made a faint sound.

"what?"

Zhang Xuezhou's body trembled.

"That's the method he used to target the high-end sequencers of several other families. Only he has the controller, and only he knows the location of the setting." Song Sijia panted, "We can only escape from here unless he detonates the explosives outside! "

"Then we still have to stay here?" Zhang Xuezhou asked with a grim expression.

"Our alarm has been sent out, and the time for the people from the Sequence Committee to come here should be very close. If you can wait here, at least you can avoid a wave of explosions coming out of nowhere!"

Song Sijia pressed her neck tightly, and her voice was shrill and hoarse.

When she met Song Xianzhong, her throat was obviously injured in a short moment, and the fear of facing death still remained in her eyes.

Song Sijia also didn't expect that Song Xianzhong still had a clear mind at this time, which made her heart sink to the bottom, and she didn't know why the situation had developed to this point.

But if she wanted to survive, she needed to follow the group of people in front of her closely, instead of leaning on her grandfather who had killed many family members.

Longwei fighting technique is her trump card to restrain Song Xianzhong, and Zhang Xuezhou who is not far from her has the same ability.

As long as they can cooperate, they can almost control Song Xianzhong back and forth in his old age, and they may even kill the opponent with seamless cooperation.

"Patriarch Song, can we be peaceful for a while!"

The foot that was about to step out of the electronic door was retracted.

Holding the rifle, Zhang Xuezhou slowly moved towards Song Sijia.

In the indoor shooting range, he had to face Song Xianzhong, the king of Hades, and when he was fleeing outdoors, he had to face the explosion that destroyed the group. Zhang Xuezhou chose to stay again and again.

Song Sijia has no reason to lie about this matter, and to verify Song Sijia's words, he only needs to wait for a while.

Zhang Xuezhou spoke in a low voice.

"I have no malice towards you, I just want to protect myself," Zhang Xuezhou said.

"I also want to protect myself!"

Nearly a hundred meters away, Song Xianzhong also responded in a low voice.

Zhang Xuezhou was helpless, and Song Xianzhong felt bitter.

If he can't survive, he has no reason to be attached to this world, and there will be no pity in his heart.

Seeing his beloved son raised his gun at him without hesitation, and even directed the rocket launcher to take aim, many notions of law and order in Song Xianzhong's heart collapsed.

He didn't like this way of dying, and it was difficult to accept this way of dying.

For Song Xianzhong, many of his current thoughts are nothing but the most basic survival instinct.

"I can't save you," Zhang Xuezhou said helplessly, "but you can let me go!"

"What do you think when a person is drowning?" Song Xianzhong asked in a low voice.

"blank!"

"It may be blank, but the drowning person will instinctively grasp any possibility of survival, even if it is pulling the rescuer and bystanders to die together!"

Song Xianzhong's deep voice clearly represented his crazy thoughts at this time.

Even if Zhang Xuezhou was just passing by, he didn't mind pulling him into the water when he was at the end of his rope.

From the moment Song Ziwen made his decision and he fought back, there was no going back.

According to the rules of the Sequence Committee, people with chaotic consciousness like him will inevitably be eliminated.

But Song Xianzhong didn't want to die.

Even if he was prepared in his heart, knowing that he would face this day eventually, no matter how calm he was, he collapsed at the moment of facing death.

"You can't kill us. My Longwei fighting technique can temporarily control you, and his fighting technique can also control you for a short time. You..."

Song Sijia held her throat and got up, she made a low and thin voice.

She looked at Song Xianzhong with a complicated expression, but the idea of ​​survival also occupied Song Sijia's mind.

Song Xianzhong's condition in his later years was hopeless, and he no longer belonged to the big tree that the Song family could rely on, and it was impossible for Song Sijia to join Song Xianzhong's side.

Song Xianzhong's current state is extremely dangerous. As the other party said, both rescuers and bystanders will be dragged to die together. Even if Song Sijia is on Song Xianzhong's side, the possibility of her being killed is also extremely high.

Song Sijia would not entrust her life to this possibility.

Her face was pale, and there was a bit of passion in her eyes.

"If it's not convenient for you to speak at this time, you don't have to!"

Zhang Xuezhou glanced helplessly at Song Sijia.

He hoped to chat with Song Xianzhong and try to delay for some time, instead of shouting and killing each other.

This kind of fighting and killing him won't do any good if he wins. If he loses, the whole family will be wiped out.

Even if it is possible to restrict Song Xianzhong, Zhang Xuezhou is not willing to take the risk.

His left hand was imprinted on his chest, and the faint light of Tai Halal Art continued to shine, repairing his chest that had been shot.

Zhang Xuezhou would like to thank Song Buer for letting him learn to dodge guns. Although he did not learn the ability to quickly dodge firearm strikes, Zhang Xuezhou at least wore an advanced bulletproof vest.

The vest saved his life.

Zhigejue also exerted a possible influence. The bullet from Song Xianzhong's bullet pierced through the bulletproof vest and got stuck on the outer bone of his chest instead of piercing his body.

But Zhang Xuezhou's ability to fight back is limited, even he is just pretending to be holding a rifle.

If the situation permits, he hopes that everyone can stand and chat.

Either wait until the sequence committee comes, or wait until the rockets and bombs set up by Song Xianzhong are detonated, and then he can find an opportunity to leave.

"I……"

After being complained by Zhang Xuezhou, Song Sijia's face turned slightly angry and she wanted to open her mouth again, but when she saw Song Xianzhong's body gradually standing up, she quickly restrained many emotions of family ruin and death, and tried her best to lean against Zhang Xuezhou.

"You will all come with me!"

Song Xianzhong spoke in a low voice, with a bit of death in his eyes, but also a bit of determination.

It would be very difficult for him to reap the lives of Zhang Xuezhou and the others intact, but under the strategy of losing both sides, he must survive to the end, and he can also completely eliminate the troubles around him.

This is the confidence of a sixth-sequence user.

In his low murmur, his black gloves quickly deformed into a striped hat.

When Song Xianzhong put the hat on his head, Song Sijia's body couldn't help but tremble.

"That hat contains asbestos, which has a certain preventive effect on deterring martial arts," Song Sijia said in a low voice.

"It actually has equipment, isn't this bullying the poor!"

Zhang Xuezhou's heart tightened, and he quickly opened his mouth to open another topic.

"I just thought about it again and again, you have a possible way to survive right now, do you want to hear it?" Zhang Xuezhou asked quickly.

"Say!"

"Do you know the research topic of spiritual longevity that Professor Ren Sheng is researching?"

"Any life?"

"His research topic includes a content called spiritual strengthening, which should make your consciousness and physical body age simultaneously, and can fundamentally solve your problem!"

Seeing Song Xianzhong with a bad face, Zhang Xuezhou opened his mouth again and again.

"Rensheng lives in the Xuefu District, and Canglan Academy is far away from us. I won't live until that time." Song Xianzhong said dullly: "You should also go on the road..."

"I'm a student of Professor Ren Sheng. You don't have enough time to go to him right now. It's the same with me!"

Zhang Xuezhou pointed at himself and introduced him very solemnly.

"I, Zhang Xuezhou, is currently the only research student that Professor Ren Sheng is bringing along. It was recommended by Professor Ren to come here to practice guns," Zhang Xuezhou said seriously.

"I don't believe your words!"

"Then you should believe in my marksmanship. I have learned Professor Ren's spiritual strengthening. I have only practiced here for two days and now I have some appearance. This has the effect of mental strengthening. That ability has a great impact on our brain learning ability. Great, but you should know that gun practice is only an auxiliary function, and prolonging the clarity of mind is the ultimate goal of mental strengthening."

Song Xianzhong shook his head slightly, but when Zhang Xuezhou mentioned that he had practiced marksmanship for two days, he did find a glimmer of life in his death.

Zhang Xuezhou's marksmanship is jerky, but the randomness of blind shooting can make anyone who has played with guns for decades feel ashamed.

If this ability is brought about by the spiritual strengthening of Ren Yi's lifetime research, he can indeed try it.

As long as he can still maintain a relatively normal sobriety, no matter what he has done before, he has the means to survive.

(End of this chapter)