The bullet fired by the M500 revolver of Smith & Wesson, known as the world's most powerful pistol, exploded the zombie's head into pieces like a balloon, and the huge kinetic energy also threw the rest of the body out and crashed into other zombies that pounced on it. Five shots passed, and the zombies fell like bowling balls.

Qi Feng popped out the drum, raised his right hand to let the five cartridge casings slide out of the magazine, picked up the quick loader on the counter with his left hand and loaded the bullets, and raised his hand to fire five times in a row...... At this time, the bullet casing just now had just landed......

The dozen or so zombies that rushed into the store were shot out in a few seconds, Qi Feng blew down the gunpowder smoke floating from the muzzle of the gun, put the gun down, and pierced his ear with his hand: "...... It's enjoyable...... It's just that the movement is too big...... Sure enough, it's still high-tech and more humane......"

The uncle of the gun shop owner was petrified behind the counter.

At first, he was stunned by the influx of zombies for two seconds, and then he saw the young man in front of him pull out his gun, and a burst of fire knocked all the zombies to the ground. But...... Isn't the M500 in his hand? The five-round revolver, a dozen bullets, was forced by this young man to beat the rhythm of an assault rifle...... I've only seen this kind of shooting speed in Eastwood Westerns, and this is not Red Dead Redemption!

Not to mention that this is an M500! It is true that this gun is huge, but it is definitely not a good gun, and ordinary people are likely to have been injured in the wrist before they finish playing a drum -- this is why there is already a shortage of guns and ammunition in the store, and he did not hesitate to give this gun out -- the gun shop owner himself has no intention of using it at all! Most Americans buy it either for collection, or to go out and hunt some huge prey such as bears or elk, but there are no such hunting grounds around Raccoon City, so. It's been about a year or two since this gun was on display in the store as a town store.

It was easy for the boss to recover from his sluggish state, and he looked at Qi Feng's eyes with a little awe, but he also had a little hope in his heart - this obviously very powerful professional in front of him, and if he followed this one closely, his chances of saving his life would definitely be greatly improved.

Uncle Gun Shop Owner looked at Qi Feng a few times again, and asked tentatively, "...... Belch. The...... Sir, you are ...... Seals, Delta, CIA, or British M6?"

Qi Feng was amused by the uncle: "Uh...... You could think of me as a temporary contract mercenary for some non-state armed forces, eh...... That's pretty much it. ”

Uncle scratched his head, not quite understood, but it didn't matter. "What do we do now?" The gunfire just now seems to have attracted the attention of those 'things'......" Without the barrier of the window, the shopkeeper felt a sense of insecurity, and shrunk his neck behind the counter - it was strange, in fact, the original thin layer of glass did not bring him any help in defense, but it felt completely different.

Qi Feng touched his chin. frowned...... Why doesn't this protagonist show up yet......?" Wait......"

The shopkeeper's uncle wondered, "What are we waiting for?"

Qi Feng shrugged his shoulders and said easily: "There is nowhere to go out, the entire Raccoon City is blocked, and the roads are full of zombies, so you can't get out at all...... What's more, the nuclear strike will start before dawn, and even if you are allowed to run now, you may not be able to escape the range of the nuclear explosion......"

Qi Feng said softly and skillfully, as if he was stating that it would rain tomorrow morning, but the shopkeeper's uncle suddenly turned pale when he heard it: "...... It is impossible! Nuclear bombs? There are hundreds of thousands of citizens here! Who dares to do this? Our government will not sit idly by!"

Qi Feng spread his hands. "Maybe there are hundreds of thousands of citizens this morning, but now it is estimated that there are not even a fraction left." It's just a bunch of zombies. It is normal for the government to use nuclear bombs to eliminate the threat of the spread of the biohazard. Haven't you heard of the British Coventry Plan in World War II? What is the death of hundreds of thousands of people for the sake of national interests?"

"Coventry, I don't know!" said the shopkeeper's uncle angrily, "I only know that I voted for Mr. President!"

"Hehe......" Qi Feng stood up and patted his uncle's shoulder: "There has never been a savior, and it doesn't rely on God and the president...... It's better to be a man on your own, your votes won't save you, but your guns are still useful...... Thank you for the Second Amendment. Otherwise, you'll now have to defend yourself with a baseball bat and a kitchen knife. ”

Uncle Shopkeeper is worthy of being a businessman, his reaction is quite fast, looking at Qi Feng, his eyes suddenly rolled: "You must have a way, right? I don't think you're worried at all......

Qi Feng didn't scare him either. nodded and said: "That's right, I still have some life-saving methods at the bottom of the box, but I don't want to use it for the time being, it's really okay to take you to escape." "Although Qi Feng is not a White Lotus, he doesn't like to see death without help, and it is not a big deal to pull someone to the other world or the main plane.

Just when Qi Feng made up his mind to sit here and wait for the protagonist to come to the door, it was another large wave of zombies who came to the door - it was obvious that the huge gunfire of the M500 could travel far away.

"Oh my God! at least dozens of them!" the shopkeeper hid behind the counter and swept the whole shuttle with his MP5, knocking down only a few zombies - and they were still getting back up.

Qi Feng raised his hand and shot one at a time, all of them were headshots, his current hand-eye control was no longer in the category of humans, and the firearm skills that Garras taught him were not only applicable to mass-effect weapons...... He now has the immediate sense of playing House of the Dead in an arcade.

"Pay attention to headshots, only headshots are useful, hitting their bodies is a waste of bullets......" Qi Feng exploded the zombies at the forefront one by one, and at the same time, he still had the extra spirit to discuss the skills of fighting zombies with the shopkeeper master.

The shopkeeper's uncle grinned, his face slightly distorted by the high level of nervousness, and beads of sweat on it: "X! I know! But I'm just a gun shop owner...... and you 007, the spy is not the same species!" It can be seen that this uncle is still a little bottom in his heart because Qi Feng promised to take him to escape just now, at least, he can laugh.

Suddenly, there was a creaking and tooth-aching sound from the door of the store, and before Qi Feng and the shopkeeper could react, another wave of zombies actually broke through the wooden door of the store and poured in from the other side. Qi Feng reached out and fished out, only to find that the .50 bullets on the counter had been exhausted.

"Trouble!" Qi Feng casually threw the empty drum M500 as a brick, smashed the heads of the two zombies, grabbed it from the inventory casually, and pulled out the golden boy sword that had not been used for a long time - the zombies are really too beginner monsters, and using Mass Effect weapons for them is simply a knife to kill chickens, and he is not willing to waste the heat dissipation magazine like this-after all, these guys are almost endless.

A three-foot-long golden boy sword was so light in Qi Feng's hand that it was not as light as a grass stick, although he had never practiced swordsmanship at all, but the speed alone was enough, not to mention that the opponent was a zombie whose reaction was a little more wooden than that of ordinary people? Even so, after Qi Feng finished, he still took out two clothes purification talismans and slapped them on his body, and even the sword was purified twice - the bloody qi was uncomfortable, and the T virus would be a scourge if it was inadvertently taken out.

The owner of the gun shop has been petrified a little longer than he had just been...... Then there was a burst of ecstasy...... There is such a teammate, and his life is probably saved! Just as he wanted to say something, he suddenly felt something dust fall on his head, and then there was a chaotic noise and vibration...... In the surprised eyes of the shopkeeper's uncle and Qi Feng, the front half of the store ...... Collapsed......

Uncle Shopkeeper's face twitched, this is his shop! But immediately turned the corner again, Nima Raccoon City was about to be leveled, and his own store still had a P use? So he breathed a sigh of relief, but found that Qi Feng's face was even more ugly than his own.

Qi Feng stared at the collapsed shop, and countless divine beasts roared past in his heart: "...... It's gone......" (To be continued......

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