I'm not Doraemon, I'm just a salesman

With Fuki as the singular point, the fanatical and hungry 'sodium chloride' demon army went straight towards the army group in the Poltava area, and just like Di Qing said - they fought a bad battle.

After eliminating information interference, in the face of the time-tested saturation firepower and various advanced weapons of the modern army, the weapons and equipment derived from the imaginary "sodium chloride" are still a bit "backward".

There are so many bells and whistles, but it doesn't seem to work that well in the face of saturated fire bombardment.Without the ability to construct truly 'super-realistic' weapons, they have no advantage on the frontal battlefield.

The sharp senses and sense of murderous intent of the powerful werewolf troops became a liability under the bombardment of concentrated artillery fire. As for those combat weapons full of raypunk and steampunk, most of them were 'gaudy'.

Of course, they still won, but the battle losses were more than double that of the opposing army group.When they broke through the opponent's position, they naturally adopted a merciless massacre.

The inevitable result is that it is difficult to rely on the 'World War II army' created by a bunch of literary workers in fantasy to defeat modern troops.

But it doesn't matter, the biggest advantage of the 'Sodium Chloride' Demon has always been the 'excellent' resource provider. With the constant fear of a large number of people in Fuji, the 'Sodium Chloride' Demon's troops can always be created.

However, he does not seem to be prepared to create a larger and more exaggerated war force.

The advancement process continued. After seven days, the Kharkiv area was finally completely captured, and all the local garrisons and civilians were massacred in retaliation. Then they moved towards Donetek where Lanwu and the White Giant Bear were fighting. March.

The group army inside Lanwu was in chaos, and many of them even turned to these "sodium chloride". However, the bombings encountered from time to time in the occupied areas, as well as the guerrilla operations of the resistance forces in the mainland, declared that this war was not possible. It would have ended so easily.

And in this chaos, Di Qing, who created everything, is waiting quietly.

Waiting for the sacrifice to be 'enough'

Waiting - time to overturn the whole world!

124. Killers hate it here

John Wick hates Lan Wu.

Huddled in the refugee group in Fuqi at this moment, John watched everything in front of him with cold eyes, looking at the heavy trucks speeding through the streets, and looking at the figures of the 'sodium chloride' soldiers on them who were performing patrol tasks as cold as machines.

Now this place disgusted him even more.

This has nothing to do with his blood. Although he is also of Russian descent, he spent most of his life in the lighthouse.

Oh, by the way, his profession is - killer.

One of the oldest professions in mankind is to use people's money to eliminate disasters for others. John has an extremely high reputation in this industry. It can be said that he is like a legend.

He serves a killer organization called the "High Table", but in fact, to put it bluntly, it is just a killer platform composed of various killers and the financial backers behind them.

Along with the Continental Hotels opened everywhere, although it sounds very awesome, it obviously does not have the power to make countless killers appear all over the world to kill others.

But two years ago, everything changed.

With the intervention of the company called Abstergo, the upper level of the high table was completely cleaned and replaced, and all the disobedient assassins were eliminated by the 'assassins' excluded by that company.

Those assassins who appeared out of nowhere were more skillful than most killers, and Abstergo's own strong financial and technological strength contributed to this result.

The collapse of the high-top table was so rapid that John, who had been seeking to leave the industry and spend the rest of his life with his wife Helen, was not happy at all.

When you fear a beast, it's hard to be happy about it being swallowed up by another beast.After all, those who devour evil beasts are often more cruel and ferocious beasts.

Abstergo swallowed up the entire high table and completely took over him with the strength of [-]% of the Qingxu organization, and John - was also within this range.

He originally thought that he would be eliminated by this terrifying new force. After all, for a killer eager to break away from the organization at any time, a strong organization is not a good thing.

But that time, the person who met him was the president of Abstergo, Mr. Desmond, who has always been extremely mysterious to the outside world.

During that meeting, they talked a lot.

Desmond described some concepts and ideas to John. He believed that talents like John should stay with them and go out for more promising goals in the future.Not for money, but for more worldly purposes.

He believed that John was qualified to be a 'saint' and that such a man should not leave his current position.

Of course, John scoffed at such a statement.

He is a killer, he is very loyal, very disciplined, and can even be said to be a loyal person - but he cannot do anything for some bullshit 'righteousness'.

John may admire such people, but he will definitely stay away from them. He is naturally unable to deal with such people.

But to his surprise, Desmond didn't choose to retaliate against him or anything.

Instead, he allowed John to quit his industry and stay away from the world forever with his wife Helen.And after that - John didn't know anything.

But he still returned to the industry, took on the most dangerous task, and stood here.

For no reason, because his wife was suffering from an incurable disease, because [-]% of his savings were wiped out in the last financial tsunami, and because - only Abstergo could help his wife.

There are only a few motivations for a killer to act, either family or money.

With both, John naturally has a reason to go out.

So, he accepted the commission and lurked into Fugui with many other killers, hiding among the refugees, waiting for the arrival of the target.

There are two goals in their mission. As long as they kill one of them, they can get what Abstergo promised.

Be it money, stocks, or any other messy things - as long as you kill the target, you'll get it!

It doesn't matter who kills, of course the one who wins the first prize can undoubtedly eat the biggest cake, but John is not interested.

He is lurking, waiting, waiting for the best opportunity...

On the street in the distance, an Asian boy who was incompatible with this "sodium chloride" city was walking easily on the street. John narrowed his eyes slightly and hid the Talan Tactical TTG34 held tightly under his clothes. Hands sweat slightly.

Danger, even though the target looked harmless, all John felt from him was great danger!

So, are you going to take action?

John wasn't sure. Even at this distance, he was 100% sure that he could blow the opponent's head off with one shot, but his feeling told him not to do it.

But if John didn't take action, the others couldn't help it.

On the top of a building in the distance, a killer wearing optical camouflage, after making sure that the target had entered the range, pointed the target at his brain and directly pulled the trigger!

The whistling steel core bullet flew out of the gun barrel in a spiral, carrying fire and determination to kill the target, heading towards the fragile brain!

call out! ! !

The bullet penetrated his brain.

Not only did it penetrate, it could even be said to burst his brain like a watermelon.Red and yellow, flowing all over the floor.

"YES!!!"

The killer on the roof yelled excitedly and was about to abandon his gun and flee. However, as soon as he stood up, the body lying on the ground a few blocks away... moved.

His fingers twitched as if he were pulling a trigger, or rather, he was pulling the trigger.

Kacha~~~

Along with the sound of the trigger being pulled, John slowly stood up as he looked at the corpse in front of him in horror.

"Oh~~~~This is already the fourth time today~~~"

The monster muttered words that sent chills down the spine, and what was even more terrifying was the terrifying change in his appearance!

The upper end of his head was replaced by a huge gun barrel, and the shattered part was completely changed by the alien structure.

On each hand, three completely different gun barrels were derived, and the dark light reflected a terrifying light under the winter sun.

The appearance of the monster caused the refugees beside John to scream in terror, and the next moment, all the screams were completely covered up with the roar of bullets!

The seven gun barrels simultaneously tilted their firepower in the direction where the sniper bullets were fired. The violent firepower that was more like artillery fire than gunfire instantly covered the building!

Within seconds, the roaring ammunition almost shattered John's eardrums, and when he opened his eyes again, the building had completely collapsed under the violent firepower.

“Quack, quack, quack~~~~”

The weird sound ended as the gun-like demonic form dissipated. Di Qing looked at the reddish skin all over his body, glanced at the frightened refugees next to him, and just turned around and left.

But those patrolling 'sodium chloride' soldiers raised their guns mercilessly and pulled the triggers on these screaming refugees!John forced himself to wake up from the shock and ran into the alley behind him without hesitation.

"Aren't you going to give chase?"

The war demon looked at the assassin who was being chased by a group of 'sodium chloride' soldiers jokingly, and smiled at Di Qing next to him.

"You and the 'sodium chloride' demon seem to have been targeted."

"Just keep an eye on me. I thought I could hide it." Di Qing said casually.

"Hehe, how does it feel to be a weapon man~~~~"

"Not bad... the important thing is that I won't be simply killed by such despicable means." Di Qing stroked his hot skin and narrowed his eyes.

"How far is it?"

"Well~~~~It's very close in terms of the total amount." The war demon thought for a moment and said with a joking smile.

"But who told you to awaken another demon before? Originally, our total amount was enough, but now, we may have to wait a little longer."

"The existence of the 'gun' alone is not enough to create a world war." Di Qing said quietly, looking at the pattern of another contract on the back of his hand, he said lightly

"We still need to maintain the deterrent power of the 'sodium chloride' demon. At least for now, we still need its terrifying deterrent under the iceberg."

He raised his head and saw a huge mechanical airship flying in the direction of the giant white bear. At the same time, there was a magic bullet shooter sitting on the airship who shrank his body.

This airship will keep flying forward until it crosses the border of Lanwu and reaches the sky above the giant white bear - it doesn't matter where it is, just reaching there is enough.

Di Qing stopped before the conditions for summoning the Gun Demon were met, because he felt that it was not enough, and the scale of the war was far from enough.

Therefore, he summoned another demon, and he wanted to spread the terror of the 'sodium chloride' demon further - the 'sodium chloride' demon made a deal with it in exchange for its small help.

In order to awaken the demon, Di Qing removed more than a third of his inventory of sacrifices, which was equivalent to more than half of the total amount needed to awaken the gun demon.

Because what this devil represents was a concept that made the whole world tremble more than 40 years ago.Even though it has faded now, its peak was still on par with the 'Gun'.

It represents mankind's ultimate most destructive weapon, the foundation on which today's peace is established, a killing machine that brings 'peace'.

Its name is - Nuclear Bomb Demon.

Now, in exchange for his many sacrifices, the 'Sodium Chloride' Demon gives the Nuclear Bomb Demon one that has been dismantled by the stupid people and governments of this land.

Now, carrying it, the mechanical airship flew towards the world's largest nuclear-armed country.

125. Assassination stronghold

"Hell, I shouldn't have taken this mission..."

Embarrassingly, John dug himself out of the trash can filled with kitchen waste. Dragging his lame legs, John carefully made sure that the nearby human-wolf troops were gone before slowly crawling out.

Leaning next to the trash can, John looked at the broken left leg, gritted his teeth and did some emergency treatment, and then stood up with difficulty.

The first thing he did was to add a little pungent material to his stinking body. He took out a spray specially designed to deal with hounds and sprayed it evenly on his body. Then John began to determine his location.

Those werewolf troops had particularly sharp noses, and he had to make sure that he would not be caught by these werewolves as soon as he went out.

Fuqi is very big, and there are actually not that many 'sodium chloride' troops stationed here. John can easily hide among the refugees.

But what makes John feel even more sad is undoubtedly the togetherness here.

Whether it was the 'monster' that had just come back from the dead, or the uncomfortable feeling permeating the city itself, all the abnormalities not only challenged his normal outlook, but also made him more vigilant.

——He didn’t know the complete inside story, but he knew the salesmen and knew many secrets that were covered up by the government.He also knows that after so many things happened, his perception and perception of things must be contrary to what the mainstream media promotes.

John didn't like trouble, but now he felt he needed to know the full inside story.

Gritting his teeth, John successfully arrived at a place with weak signal shielding and interference.I turned on the satellite phone, which only had one number on it. After a minute of busy tone, the call was finally connected.

"The assassination mission failed." John said in a hoarse voice.

"I don't know what happened to the other killers, but the Pan-Asian Alliance man named Di Qing we assassinated was not a normal human being."

"Detail the information, John."

Then, he reported everything he knew, including the fact that the assassination target had his head blown off but was unharmed.

This task was no longer something that John could solve. He really didn't know how to kill someone who couldn't even blow his head off.

"I know, John, your information is of great reference value." The other end of the phone said quietly.

"You can evacuate Fuqua at any time, John, prepare to leave here..."

"I want to know what is happening here and what are you stirring up!"

John interrupted the liaison officer on the other side with a rude yell. He was in a bad mood now, very bad.

He was not angry for justice or any other nice words, but after entering the city and witnessing the large number of strange war weapons, he felt a kind of panic from the bottom of his heart.

He didn't care which horn these 'sodium chloride' came from, but what he was worried about was what these madmen were planning to do!

If he really planned to provoke World War III or something - John knew that he did not have the capital to be alone.

His intuition had always been accurate, and he sensed that the city's abnormal atmosphere and the even more abnormal people inside were planning to do something big.

Although the props that the 'salesman' gave away didn't seem to cause much ripples or changes every time, John knew that it was entirely the result of forced suppression by governments around the world.

He knows that the financial crisis that severely reduced his savings was caused by the salesman's props, so what is the impact this time?