The time it takes for an ordinary bullet to unchamber is only a thousandth of a second, but what about a sniper shell that is enough to shoot a tank?

Mo Xie didn't know, because even he hadn't been able to catch the shadow of this bullet, and the bullet that seemed completely "non-existent" (too fast) in the eyes of ordinary people was a black shadow connected into a line in his perception. If it weren't for the fact that Mo Ye had already opened up his perceptual spiritual power at this time and found the firearm that emitted such a bullet, he would almost recognize it as a "laser weapon".

"Made! What kind of black technology is this! This speed is several times the speed of sound?!" As a person who can fly at the speed of sound at full strength, the flight speed of this bullet is already a bug.

Obviously, the Holy Book increases the "equipment attributes" of the ambusher, so that the speed of this bullet, which is only the speed of sound in the normal world, is several times greater.

Under the sniper of the bullet, Mo Xie didn't have time to open the shield at all, even if he opened the shield, he couldn't stop it - the power contained in such a high-speed bullet was not something that Mo Xie, whose strength was suppressed by more than half at this time, could stop it.

But fortunately, the target of the bullet was not Mo Xie, but only the tires of the car.

"Woo~!"

The sound of a tire being shot through was short and crisp, like a balloon punctured with a thin needle, and after that brief sound the tanker had lost its balance.

The men were so ruthless that they focused on the front wheels, so that the tanker truck really flipped over as he prayed in the midst of Carlos's low roar and the cacophony of the tires rubbing against the road......

However, the angle of this rollover was a bit off - the car flipped straight into the desert, and the entire cab was buried sideways in the sand by Carlos's side.

"Uh...... Ah......h

Carlos screamed, the sand easily squeezed through the window on his side under the weight and impact of the car, and the shattered glass turned into a sharp knife that stabbed Carlos mercilessly, but it was not deep but not life-threatening.

His screams and the screams of the girls on the radio were mixed into a duet, and it seemed that the bus with the children behind it was not spared the 'flat tire'.

The people of the umbrella company, especially these fighters, must have the consciousness that life is like dung, whether it is other people's or their own.

"There is no one in this world who is innocent. ”

In the basement control room, Ibo, who was staring at the screen with red eyes, muttered a text from a certain scripture that sounded very high-end, but in fact he was taking it out of context, and all he was asking for was psychological comfort.

"Made!"

The moment the bus was attacked, Mo Xie moved, and in a hurry, he directly broke through the door, which was another reason for Carlos's screaming - without him, Mo Ye didn't have time to care where the fragments of the door would fall when he was in a hurry.

"Target appears, snipe!"

The time when Mo Xie broke through the window and the time when the tanker truck finally turned into the desert were almost synchronized, and the whole process was as smooth as if Mo Ye was thrown by the inertia of the car.

The people in the bus are the goal of his mission, and the death of one is likely to be defined as "mission failure", although it is only a 1000-point mission, but Mo Xie is not sure what kind of punishment the "Holy Scripture" will give for mission failure in the punishment mode.

Mo Xie didn't plan to "test the law", but soon he was in mid-air to "test the bomb".

The bullet from the enemy who had already been in ambush shot at Mo Ye in mid-air at an incredible speed, and according to the ballistic calculation, the final hit point of the bullet should be the part of Mo Ye's torso against the heart.

Mo Xie was already prepared to be sniped when he rushed out of the cab, so his telekinesis shield reacted quickly, and he also put the 'Huolin Sword' across his chest, a bullet at this speed can't be dodged, at least Mo Ye can't dodge now.

I can't hide it, I can only take it hard.

Facing the incredibly fast 'black technology sniper' The silver light flashed in Mo Ye's eyes, and in an instant, he entered a state that he had entered more than once, and he felt that everything around him had slowed down.

Bullets that came in at a rapid pace, the air that was torn apart by the bullets, the telekinesis shield that was invisible in the air, and the sword-wielding hand that was unusually slow compared to the speed of the bullets.

At this moment, he once again felt the feeling that the spiritual speed surpassed the physical body, but the feeling was the feeling, and the physical body could not keep up or not.

"Bang!"

In the end, the 'Huolin Sword' didn't come to catch up with the bullet, and it was Mo Ye's 'Qilin Arm' that blocked the bullet, the first time, Mo Xie felt pain and soreness from this 'Qilin Arm', and Mo Ye's telekinetic shield didn't stop this 'black technology bullet' even for a moment.

His previous feeling was right, in front of such a black technology, his telekinesis shield was no different from that of papier-mâché.

With the strong force received on the 'Qilin Arm', Mo Ye was directly blown away, and the ambush point of this gang of people was on the other side of the road, so Mo Ye fell into the desert, but fortunately, Mo Ye did not fall into the sand in embarrassment.

However, Rao is like this, Mo Ye's appearance at this time has absolutely nothing to do with chic, he is holding his right arm with his left hand at this time, and the indestructible 'Qilin Arm' is trembling at this time, and he can barely hold the sword.

"You're so kidding me!" between the fingers of Mo Xie's left hand, a red liquid flowed down, and bits and pieces of blood dripped on the desert, making a "sizzling" sound, like boiling oil.

The Qilin blood contained in his arm was not a normal temperature liquid, especially when Mo Ye did not break through the 'Sanjiao Entrance' and the Qilin blood did not flow all over his body, to put it bluntly, the Qilin blood was contained in his right arm.

This kind of blood flow is one point less, so without hesitation, Mo Xie asked for help from the Holy Scripture.

"Holy Text, repair the wound on my right arm. Mo Xie said, he frowned and pulled out half of the bullet from his right arm that had not entered the flesh.

This bullet is very slender, like a needle magnified several times, it still has its own residual temperature, the top of the warhead is blood red, I don't know if it is the color of Mo Ye's blood or the bullet is caused by the violent friction of the bullet with the air and the melting of part of the warhead.

"The repair consumes 500 points, and the current points are 8030 points remaining. "The Holy Book took advantage of the fire like a profiteer, and at the same time, a light that no one could see except Mo Ye could see condensed at the wound on his right arm, but in the blink of an eye, his wound stopped bleeding and his right arm no longer trembled.

The fee for the Holy Book is very high, but the relative efficacy is quite obvious, and even Mo Ye felt that the Qilin blood lost in his right arm was replenished again.

"Hehe, the lackeys of the umbrella company......" Mo Xie, who was originally half-kneeling in the sand and covering his right arm, smiled evilly, "Turn it into points!"

"Attention! He's coming!"

With a 'satellite perspective', Ibo naturally detected Mo Ye's every move from the screen that should have been shot and killed, and he had thought that Mo Ye had been hung in a strange position of half-kneeling under the action of a series of forces, but at this time, the dead body in his eyes had moved.

Not only did he move, but he was incredibly fast.

Just because a bullet is fast doesn't mean a sniper is fast!

To put it bluntly, it is to do "Z-word avoidance" in the process of traveling, which is not too difficult for Mo Xie who has learned some light exercises.

"Shoot!"

Ipo in front of the screen yelled, the target has appeared, then they don't have to do useless tentative attacks on the convoy anymore, just focus on the fire.

For a while, the guns rang out, and the ambushers couldn't help but show their tracks in front of ordinary people while firing full fire—six 'tyrants' with guns and cannons, and three 'members of the Axe Gang'!

What a big lineup...... This is probably the largest formation that this desert division can come up with......

In the rain of bullets, Mo Ye seemed to be dancing on the tip of a knife, and countless grains of sand were stirred up by the bullets that fell beside him (these people had not used rockets yet, after all, the lessons from the previous car were there), and for a while, Mo Ye's figure was covered, and I didn't know if he was hit by bullets.