The Dark Way of the Egoist: A Serial

Chapter 84: Martial Arts Appears
Of course, I can only use high-powered pistols. I dare not use military sniper rifles or the like.

The Green Ghosts led by Wang Hong are not like the quick-learned sorcerers under Yang Bo. The Green Ghosts have been established in Luolan City for decades and can be said to be an old force.

Although they started out by collecting protection fees, it is now much more than that.

For example, military OEM factories.

On the road to making his fortune, Yang Bo also cooperated with the Green Ghosts and borrowed their power.

The gun is fast from seven steps away, and the gun is accurate and fast within seven steps.

The men behind Wang Hong had already drawn their guns. Each of them held a pistol tightly in their hands with a serious expression on their faces.

They are all professionally trained and don't act like minions.

After Wang Hong took the lead in shooting, crisp gunshots rang out one after another, deafening.

No matter what means the opponent has, just bombard them with hot weapons first.

The pistols are also specially made large-capacity pistols, and each person carries four magazines.

It was agreed before we came here, as long as the other party dares to agree to the ring match.

Then empty all the magazines.

That's why Wang Hong is so confident.

This is modern combat.

Awakening abilities?

Can the early supernatural powers withstand guns and cannons?

Haha^_^
After releasing all the ammunition and emptying all the magazines, Wang Hong looked at the masked man with pride.

"Please declare our victory." Wang Hong said proudly. Most extraordinary people cannot withstand this kind of firepower. Even solid steel plates will be blown to pieces by it.

"..." The masked man didn't want to talk and looked at him as if he was an idiot. Since the battle had already begun, they would not get involved.

"?" Feeling that the masked man had an unusual attitude, Wang Hong looked towards the battlefield again.

He brought nineteen men with him, each of whom had four magazines, with 20 bullets in each magazine.

Even if only half of the 1,600 bullets hit the target.

Yang Bo was with 19 people, and no one of them should have been hit by forty high-powered bullets.

What newly awakened superpower could be so powerful?

To survive forty bullets? ?

Is it fake???
"No way?" Someone behind Wang Hong finally couldn't help but speak.

Wang Hong was in no mood to scold him now, because he was the same.

The smell of gunpowder and the breath of death cannot conceal the horrific reality.

The bodies, tattered by gunshot, were crawling to their feet.

A gust of wind blew at a very opportune moment, dispersing the smell of fireworks, revealing their pale faces covered in blood and red light in their eyes.

Although they were hit by dozens of bullets, the bullets left bloody holes on their bodies, tore pieces of flesh and blood, and even shattered their shapes, but they seemed to feel no pain and forced their bodies to move.

Faced with such an enemy, even Wang Hong's bravest men couldn't help but tremble.

A little too outrageous.

rustling!
Arrows of blood shot out, killing the men behind Wang Hong.

"You hit me a little bit." Yang Bo muttered. He had thought that his opponent had a gun, but he didn't expect that each of them not only had a gun, but also had four magazines.

TM is almost beaten into a sieve.

The injuries on Yang Bo's body gradually healed.

If Dark hadn't strengthened them, they would have been blown to pieces.

Even so, more than half of Yang Bo's men died.

However, dead bodies can also be used as consumables. Not only can they replenish their own strength loss, but they can also be used as offensive weapons, like these blood arrows.

"Damn it." Wang Hong drew the single-edged sword from his waist.

The huge advantage instantly turned into a disadvantage.

The original purpose of the dense standing position was to attract others and then facilitate the execution with dense firepower.

But now this dense formation also caused all the men to be injured by the blood arrows.

Ding!
The baton in Yang Bo's hand hit the back of Wang Hong's knife fiercely. "You want to close the distance to make it easier to shoot us, but when the distance is really shortened, you are the weak ones." Yang Bo said proudly.

With him leading the charge, the men behind him also successfully approached Wang Hong's gun team.

Everyone started hand-to-hand combat.

At this time, Dark's transformed vitality-specialized sorcerer will have more advantages.

I don't care if you cut me with a knife.

If I chop you with my sword, you will either be seriously injured or die.

How does this work?
In Yang Bo's villa, Dak was watching the show from a distance and was quite satisfied.

Flame knife!

Wang Hong tightly grasped the single-edged sword that was flashing with dangerous light.

Taking a deep breath, he gathered the strength in his body into his arms, and the flaming knife in his hand burned even more vigorously.

Then he suddenly swung the flaming knife towards Yang Bo.

The sword flashed and the flames burst out.

Uh! !

Yang Bo was caught off guard and most of his body was cut by Wang Hong's flaming knife. He let out a shrill scream.

However, this blood is poisonous, and the blood vapor evaporated by high temperature is also poisonous.

Wind-piercing sword!
Wang Feng tightly grasped the Wind-Piercing Sword, and the sword body was glowing with a cold light, as if it could cut through the wind itself.

He was as fast as the wind, moving quickly around the enemy, and every swing of his sword was precise and deadly.

The Wind-Piercing Sword seemed to have life in his hands. The tip of the sword cut through the air, causing gusts of whistling wind.

Wang Feng's clothes had been stained red by the splattered blood, and he was even blinded... Unfortunately, the blood was poisonous.

The same goes for Xu Fei, his situation is even worse than Wang Feng's.

The battle continues.

"Looks like we won." Dak said. It looked like a cricket fight, and the performance was quite interesting.

It's not that he opened champagne at halftime, but that only two of Wang Hong's men were left.

One is Wang Feng, and the other is Xu Fei.

But Yang Bo still has four subordinates.

5 vs 3, big advantage!
"This thing called a gun is very interesting."

Wawa was also watching the game, and it was the first time she saw a pistol.

"This is still a small-powered gun. If it were a more powerful gun, Yang Bo and his men would have been wiped out." said Dak.

The rule restriction is that you are only allowed to use the power you can possess under normal conditions.

A pistol is generally the highest level of hot weapon you can get - a high-powered charge that matches the rules of the card.

Wang Hong actually has more powerful firearms and ammunition, but it is obvious that she cannot use them.

His status and position do not support him revealing that he "usually carries grenades and submachine guns".

Even if we win, we're still screwed.

"It doesn't feel like a spell." Wawa was referring to the fighting style of Wang Hong, Wang Feng, and Xu Fei.

"That's martial arts." Dak was actually quite interested in it, but unfortunately there was no advanced martial arts to teach him.

But he wasn't in a hurry.

After winning the fight, you can naturally take back the opponent's martial arts.

I'll study it some more and maybe come up with something.

To be honest, even though he is a numb scumbag now, but when he was a kid, when he watched various martial arts TV dramas, Dak also fantasized about practicing various martial arts and flying around like the heroes.

Unfortunately, time is a butcher's knife.

The little Dake of the past has been buried in the garbage dump of time.

Gua, the dream of a small world is gone. Now the only hobby that comes from the heart is writing

I started reading novels in the fourth grade of primary school. I remember it was called - Soaring in the Sky. Later, I searched for a long time before I found the authentic title of the book - Seal of God. Unfortunately, it was not finished.

I used to like writing in middle school, but then my notebook was torn up by the teacher...
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(End of this chapter)