Perhaps, some old thing was afraid that after telling the true origin of these thugs, Ling Qi, a strange soldier from heaven, would be scared away. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Perhaps, she also has a deeper purpose and intention, if Ling Qi and these people are both defeated, or even die together, wouldn't they even save the reward?

It's a pity that she underestimated Ling Qi, she didn't know what kind of tough man this was!

Whether it's an ordinary prisoner, an ultimate thug, or even if the NRC's rangers come, they will definitely not be able to stop Ling Qi's progress!

Now that he has come here and has already begun to do it, for Ling Qi, there is only one way to go - kill all the enemies in front of him!

As for other things, who wouldn't settle accounts after the autumn or something!

Ling Qi raised his eyes and swept the hall full of stumps, then looked at the elevator that had broken down a long time ago, turned around and left.

The blood is not gone, and the battle continues!

The roar of the grenade made the inn, which had stood for hundreds of years, shake again and again, and Ling Qi, who was full of firepower, clearly told some people that when the individual strength reached a certain level, it could also crush the group.

Continuous high-intensity battles, and the enemy witnessed the birth of a demon.

Aside from the occasional lull, it was Ling Qi changing magazines for all weapons at once. Every time his figure reappears, it takes a lot of life with him!

Finally, when the guns rang out for the fourth time and the curtain ended, and more remnants of the defeated soldiers fled back to the hall on the third floor, the black strong man waited for the evil star that made him tremble!

With a height of more than one meter and eight years, he is not too robust, except for the bloodstains on his clothes and face, which proves that he is the killing god who came up step by step from the bottom alone, Kvitan couldn't believe it, and it was actually this kind of look that had worried him for a long time-

Wait a minute!

"You!you!Are you Chinese?!Are you a descendant of those people?!"

Black King Kong, who has always been arrogant and strong in front of people, will also exude such a complex expression mixed with fear, jealousy, greed, fear, hatred, and joy, which is like a gorilla suddenly singing a tenor, which is unbelievable and funny.

"Chinese?"

Ling Qi blinked and answered him with his actions.

"Guess!"

Rumble!!!

A grenade landed directly in front of Kvitan, who would have thought that someone would shoot it when others shouted to stop, or such a lonely heroic character.

What left the robbers even more defenseless was the man kneeling on the ground beside Kvitan, the local deputy sheriff.

The hostages are kneeling there, and you are embarrassed to bombard them without even saying a word? Are you here to save people or kill people?

As the half-kneeling corpse fell, Ling Qi's reply was already very clear!

Da-da-da-da!

Bang!

Bang Bang Bang!

Grenades, explosives, revolvers, fully automatic pistols, automatic rifles, shotguns, light machine guns!

Within twenty seconds, he had a lot of messy counterattacks, just avoiding those deadly attacks under the perceptual vigilance, and Ling Qi was stunned to hit a fire suppression effect of a volley of ten people!

What is the first strike to be strong, this is called the first strike to be strong. When the barrage fell, when the ice crystal skeleton showed its own style in this world for the first time, there was only one enemy left alive in this hall!

looked at the black man who slowly lowered his right hand to cover his eyes, his iron armor was beaten with thousands of holes, and there was not a lot of blood on his body.

Ling Qi's pupils shrank slightly!

"Boy, you've me off, I don't care about you now-"

Whew~

Kvitan also wanted to make a pre-war declaration, but the clinker suddenly became stiff, and a cold wave came from behind, even the flamethrower in his hand was frozen, and the fuel condensed into a solid state!

His eyebrows turned frosty white, and there was even a hint of consternation on his face. His mind was still very clear, and he could clearly see that within ten meters of his surroundings, it turned into a world of ice and snow in an instant, as if a super refrigerator was overloaded, and the temperature in the hall dropped to tens of degrees below zero in an instant!

Kvetan's muscles stiffened, but his blood began to run at an unusual speed. He wasn't untrained in the cold, and the training camp in Siberia was child's play for him. He is a super soldier, even if someone uses a "freezer" against him, he will be able to break the ice when he is completely restrained!

He only needs two seconds to get used to, two seconds...

A strange long knife fell in the air, and even the air was torn apart in an instant, and Kvitan even saw that the tip of the long knife cut a little black gap in the space!

The coldness spread from the center of his eyebrows to his crotch, and he didn't even have time to taste the severe pain, and the qigong that had been practicing hard for many years and allowing him to resist cannonballs in a short period of time had no effect at all.

He has lost all consciousness!

Let's go!

The frozen black man was directly split in half and fell to the ground!

Ling Qi indifferently put away his long knife, and then recalled the Ice Guardian who seemed to be languishing, and silently walked to the ivory-handled revolver in the corner of the wall that had not been affected by the aftermath of the battle, and was difficult to ignore at a glance!

Lucky pistol?!

The pistol was in hand, and the long-lost chime sounded again.

"Ding, congratulations, you've got a fine-grade weapon, the Lucky Pistol!"

"Lucky Pistol: This is a cursed revolver, and the content of this curse is to bring luck to the wielder?"

"This is a special item, and you can't take it directly back to the reincarnation space at the end of the mission!"

"Important: there are always people who are not satisfied with the status quo and want more, so a special curse is born. Misfortune and blessing rely on, blessing and misfortune lurk, please cherish the blessing. ”

Cursed pistols?

Ling Qi smiled disdainfully, looking at the plaything in his hand, this gun was more like an antique than a weapon.

The handle of the ivory gun is intricately carved, and the bottom butt is stamped with the word "lucky". The barrel is particularly lengthened, which makes it look more elegant. Such a shape is not only beautiful, but the diffusion of the bullet after the eclampsination should be extremely small, but the corresponding power will not be weakened.

The body of this gun has already had traces of age, and the barrel of a certain copper alloy has a slightly mottled surface, but at first glance, it seems to be connected with the pattern on the handle, which makes people suspect that even the ruthless years have become a bargaining chip to add to its style.

Bang!

Raising his hand, he indifferently fired a shot at the head of a corpse on the ground, and with a "snap", this blow actually shattered the head of that corpse entirely!

This is not because the destructive power of the bullet itself is so strong, but because of the luck of the most suitable blow to damage the human bone structure, which is equivalent to a "critical hit"!

It's kind of interesting.

Ling Qi would not be sideways by this level of lethality, let alone smashing everything into pieces, even if his handy grenade gun was ten times stronger than it in terms of destructive power.

What really interested him was the wonderful feeling of being too tacit with luck when he picked it up!

Shaking his head, thinking of the Master's warning, Ling Qi finally put it into the storage space.

Once he let go, he had no more worries in his heart.

The time for killing is over, and the harvest season is finally coming.

Due to the unscrupulous use of medium-sized weapons such as howitzers, which are widely destroyed, and in the end, half of the explosives and grenades in the storage space were thrown out, and the direct loot this time was much less than expected.

Because the flamethrower was too large and duplicated one of his abilities, he smashed it and gave it up, but he collected some of the solidified canned fuel.

In a room at the back of the hall, Ling Qi found a lot of brand new ammunition inventory as he wished, and tidied up the storage space a little, most of which he packed in.

It wasn't until about a quarter of an hour later that he simply scavenged the valuable things on this floor, and then asked Leo to bring the newcomers up through his consciousness.

He himself took out two pieces of blood-stained silk that had been neatly cut and looked at them carefully!

Because this piece of earthy yellow silk cloth is old, at least 100 years old, and it is not properly kept, the black handwriting on it is beginning to blur.

Now it was two halves again, stained with blood, and Ling Qi could barely read and understand it.

This is a training method recorded in English, and according to Ling Qi's understanding, it seems to be some kind of "qigong", like the kind practiced by a peddler with a big stone in his chest. Of course, this kind of "qigong" is not for performance, but for life and death!

There are all kinds of cruel training methods in the article, and even Ling Qi frowned slightly.

What he can't accept the most is that he has to train to the so-called "never wear out like hard steel", and he must endure a mortality rate of up to eighty percent!

King Kong is not bad, but I am the enemy of the sword?

Ling Qi was a little disdainful, this kind of kung fu, practiced to the highest level, probably would not be more durable than him wearing mixed copper chain mail. If you can always practice, no matter how hard and tired he is, he will admit it, so he should wear more inner armor. Eighty percent of the mortality rate is not as good as hitting the wall with your head and practicing iron head.

He turned the cloth upside down again, and saw some figure figures, as if it was a set of boxing techniques, looking up more vaguely, relying on a few intermittent letters, Ling Qi couldn't recognize it.

After reading it casually, he was even more impressed, either this bullshit boxing technique was used by a certain organization and gang to get started, or some key parts of it were hidden. In short, compared to the notes Antorell gave him, this set of punches is a kind of thing, and it is a tiger-like trick, and the actual effect is no more powerful than the gangster's hooligan punches.

"No wonder this is so unbeaten. ”

Ling Qi kicked the shredded corpse at his feet away and walked straight towards the exit.

As the surrounding temperature has begun to rise, the fishy stench that was previously suppressed by the cold air is gradually beginning to diffuse.

He shook the two rags in his hand at random, and the fire immediately ignited from the corner of the cloth, and soon wrapped his entire palm.

There is almost no elemental energy in this world, but fortunately there are still flames. But his flame shaping ability has also been weakened to condense high temperatures, and it is difficult to borrow things to burn, but it is difficult to play with fire out of thin air.

The sound of running soon came, and the newcomers came to Ling Qi with some gasp, only to be immediately choked by the strong smell of blood in the air.

"There's a room in there, and there's a lot of ordnance in it, so go in and pick it out for yourselves. ”

For some reason, Ling Qi showed a playful smile on his face, and even made a suggestion that made the newcomers almost want to commit suicide.

"This~This~I see~ I think it's better not to use it~ I~ I can learn summoning ~ I can learn summoning ~ I can learn summoning ~"

The fat man Li Qiang hurriedly said that just by smelling, he knew what the scene was in the dim hall behind Ling Qi, and he really didn't want to approach that kind of slaughterhouse-like place.

"Oh?!no?!!whatever you want. ”

Ling Qi's expression suddenly turned cold, and he shook his hand and left.

The newcomers were stunned and became helpless, so they had to walk in.

Not long after, Ling Qi, who had not gone far, heard a heart-rending vomiting sound as he wished...

He didn't want to always carry a flock of sheep.

In the casino of Vicky and Vance, the smiling Ling Qi and four grim-faced followers came again.

I don't know if there is any fluffy brilliance in the casino, but the old woman's expression after seeing Ling Qi and his party is indeed very exciting.

Probably, she didn't expect that Ling Qi and his party would not only be able to wipe out that group of fugitives unscathed, but also take the opportunity to make their own weapons more sophisticated!

It's not impossible to feed war with war, but it also depends on the object, if the object is-

"Ahem~hehe~ You're finally back~ Great~ I'm worried about your safety~ I don't know Bige~"

The old woman approached enthusiastically, as if she had no idea that her concealment might wipe out the hired people.

"He's dead. ”

The smile on Ling Qi's face disappeared suddenly, and he said coldly, this guy's face changed faster than turning a book.

It's a simple sentence, and the atmosphere that was quite harmonious a moment ago is directly cold.

A few of the townspeople around who were laughing together became stunned at the same time, and the women and children who were watching from a distance hurriedly took their children away.

The young men gathered around, and the sheriff, who had almost closed his breath not long ago, was rubbing his hands, and a certain hot-blooded young man seemed hesitant.

Behind Ling Qi, everyone was waiting for him, and Leo had a bow and arrow in his hand, and his momentum was amazing. As for himself, he swept away the townsfolk who were on guard against them, and his eyes were simply naked contempt.

"Ahem cough ~ dead ~ dead ~ dead ~ dead ~ sigh ~ really unfortunate ~ I don't know, how did he die-"

The old woman tried to ease the atmosphere, and it was clear that she didn't want to offend Ling Qi.

However, someone never knows how to respect the old and love the young.

"Guess!"

Same response, different location, fortunately this time he didn't launch a bad sneak attack, mainly because these people don't even have the value of being sneak attacked.

"Guess, guess you're a big-headed ghost?"

The old woman almost scolded, but fortunately she was well aware of the huge gap in strength between the two sides.

"Alright, well, let's not mention Bigg for now. In this case, let's talk about how to repay Your Excellency's great kindness, and let's find a place to talk privately, how about it?"

The old woman is determined to calm things down, and maybe she wants to wait for news to see if what is in front of her is a real Tyrannosaurus rex or a rabbit in dragon skin.

Ling Qi smiled, his face suddenly melted, and in the distance, standing in front of the old and weak women and children as a mechanical guard acting as a protector, a set of green data streams flashed on the scanner at the same time.

"These are all things I should do, as a knight representing light and justice in the wasteland, it is my duty to eradicate violence and peace. ”

"Of course, you're right. Well, I'm definitely not going to ask for it. But if you want to repay the favor, I can't stop you. ”

"If you want to say that this anti-violence and peace are also consumed, not to mention anything else, the bullets to fight the bandits also cost money to buy. These days, nothing is cheap, alas~"

"I think the room upstairs is good, let's go, let's go together." And the sheriff with that name, come along, I'm afraid you won't be able to be the master alone later. ”

Hearing such brazen words, what person can't be the master, it is obviously the rhythm of the lion's big mouth.

The old woman and the middle-aged man were all stunned when they heard this, and Meyers even wanted to give the order to fight directly.

The bloodshed did not take place after all, and the group all came to the only room on the second floor.

"What???8,000 bottle caps??And you have to choose supplies??? why don't you go and grab !!?"

Angry and suppressed voices echoed in the corridor on the second floor, and the newcomers guarding the door looked at each other, probably not expecting their captain to be so dark. In the wasteland, even in New Vegas, it only costs about 20~50 bottle caps to summon a girl to spend the night, and it is only a few hundred bottle caps to buy a human life.

"Oh, it's too much, hehe~ The people you sent to check on the Bison Inn probably haven't come back yet, or you can see if what Lao Tzu did is worth it when they come back!"

In the room, Ling Qi suddenly stood up, kicked Mayers who was about to move, and then pulled out his pistol and pointed at the old woman's head menacingly.

"Spicy next door~ I haven't asked you what kind of heart you have! Those people are ordinary fugitives? If those people are prisoners in your town, then what are you things?"

"Grab it! You just think I'm grabbing it! Don't think I'm offering a lot of money, you can still bargain on the ground! 8,000 bottle caps, not a word is missing!

"You~ah!"

Meyers' eyes were torn, but he was trampled on his hand by the wood elf, and he exclaimed in pain.

As for the old woman, she was already trembling with anger and was completely speechless!

"How dare you?!How dare you?!"

"How dare you? hehe~ When the waste scout you just sent out secretly comes back, you will know how dare I!"

"Now, you better hurry up and find a way to raise money, of course, if you don't have enough bottle caps, it doesn't matter if you use valuables as collateral. But the slave business Lao Tzu is not doing it for the time being, otherwise a strong slave like the sheriff is worth a few bottle caps~"

Ling Qi arrogantly walked up to Meyers, wiped the soles of his shoes on his face, and played the role of the villain to the bone.

"Look at our sheriff, he is worthy of being a powerful character who can protect the townspeople, no wonder he can still escape with his life in this bird place. Heroes! This is the big hero! The big drop of heroes who have left the green mountains behind!"

Ling Qi sarcastically gave the old woman a thumbs up, as if he really admired their shrinking behavior.

"Okay, you are a hero, an elder, Lao Tzu gave you an hour, which should be enough for you to recognize the reality. ”

"Raise the money, send it to the post office as soon as possible, Prim has shed enough blood today, I really don't want to see bloodshed again!"

"Also, I don't want to hear some crazy words outside that are different from my 'good deeds'. You also know that although I have a bodhisattva heart, I also need a good heart to take care of it, right? ”

"I'm good at everything, but I have a shortcoming, and I can't stand being wronged. When I hear gossip that has nothing to do with my righteous deeds, I feel bad. And when I'm not in a beautiful mood, I will do things that even I am afraid of, such as accidentally neglecting my pet and letting it cause a lot of slaughter and destruction in a small place. ”

"Alas~ I'm so kind~ Strict with others and lenient with myself, I really deserve to be the embodiment of light and justice!"

The "kind" Ling Qi pushed the door out with an unstoppable attitude, glaring fiercely at a few townspeople who heard the sheriff's screams and ran up and were confronting the newcomers.

"What are you doing! Why don't you go down and guard the door!"

It wasn't Ling Qi who spoke, but some old woman with a dark face, and as for the proud sheriff, she had already been stunned again...