Chapter Two Hundred and Four: Miracle Pistol

Jorinkarna laughed wickedly: "You go by yourself, or I'll take you there!" ”

Although they were smiling, the more they looked at it, the more terrifying they became, and the more they looked at it, the more frightened they became, and the rumors about Jolinkana's presence on the road suddenly appeared in their minds.

This person's attitude towards the poor, the people on the road even feel a little cowardly, these poor people are just raised livestock, just the object of their wool cutting, but Jorinkarna is an absolute outlier, he actually regarded himself as a manager, like a real white road manager, treat these poor people carefully, but also protect their interests, the tax is also the lowest, as long as one percent.

This makes many people think that this person is weak and can be bullied, and the street he runs is indeed a rich and oily night market, which is not a small night market, but it is really a weapon to attract money.

Naturally, this caused a lot of people's eyes, but the result was that battle, Jolinkana directly killed some people who planned to force Peaches, and treated his own people mercilessly, and those small leaders of the Skull Gang who planned to grab the territory were all bled and skinned by him, and the rest of the people were not pleased, and the end was even more miserable.

And because of this, Jorinkarna is completely alive on the road, everyone knows that this person is strong, although on the surface he looks like anyone can bully, and even can be called 'weak', but only people on the road know that this person is a devil at all!

"I ...... Let's do it ourselves! ”

The two bastards trembled and followed Jolinkana into the alley.

Soon, two screams rang out, but the lively night market couldn't hear the screams at all, and was completely covered by human voices.

A red light flashed in Jolinkana's eyes, and a beautiful hand flower put his jet-black pistol in his pocket, but no one saw that the pistol was flashing red......

The two thugs were discovered by the cleaners the next day. The skin and flesh were gone, only the skeleton of bones, which were reduced to scrap when a gust of wind blew, and the cleaners swept the powder away as if they were not afraid. muttered to himself: "Such a good place, you have to disturb the manager, and you will kill yourself!" ”

The cleaner's voice was low, but no one could hear him......

The blood-red pistol floated in the air, an evil young man, his eyes stared at the pistol, and there was also a red light in his eyes, and after a long time, the red light slowly restrained, and the pistol was still floating in the air strangely. Gently put the palm of his hand under the pistol, and then the jet-black pistol was restored, and it slowly fell.

Closing his eyes and feeling the situation of the guns, the evil young man sighed: "It seems that we still need to attract more people to come, these people are also residues anyway, let my baby absorb their flesh and blood, it's almost on the edge of evolution, my baby needs more flesh and blood!" ”

The evil young man muttered to himself. Then a strange scene appeared, the pistol actually flew out of the window with a whoosh. In an instant, it flew back into the young man's palm.

"The speed has increased a lot, you can reach the speed of the bullet, and the maximum range that can be controlled has reached ten kilometers, and the power can catch up with the general large-caliber heavy strifer rifle, I don't know when it can really be equivalent to the power of artillery, it seems that it will slowly accumulate!"

The man laughed, then slipped the pistol into the leggings on his leg. Then he gently closed his eyes and pondered.

"It's been three years since I came to this sinful paradise, but I've killed a thousand people, and now everyone knows to be afraid, but they can't leave yet, there's no better place than here. It seems that it is time to transform this area to attract the attention of the larger forces, and then ...... Kill them! ”

A sinful paradise with millions of year-round inhabitants and three to four times as many world-class wanted criminals.

When they came here, they naturally joined the gangs, so these gangs all have good strength, and each of them has a large number of members.

And for these people whose hands were stained with blood and sin, Jolinkana felt that there was no pressure in the slightest, and it was most appropriate to kill them and devour their flesh and let their treasures grow.

"As long as it can be closer, then my baby can divide the punishment seeds, these seeds can make more pistols have the ability of treasures, one day I can slowly evolve this city, there should be no evil in the world!"

Jorinkana said holy.

In his eyes, his treasure is the Holy Lance, the Holy Spear that punishes evil, and as long as the Holy Spear evolves to the first level, he can attach countless zero-level holy spears and hand them over to his own people to control, develop his own holy spear guards, and slowly evolve the entire sin city

His ideal is also very simple, or rather arrogant, that is, to destroy all evil, so that the good people of mankind can get the reward they deserve.

He absolutely does not allow a wicked man to live a long life and leave a stench for 10,000 years.

As if sensing Jolinkana's thoughts, the holy spear on his leggings also let out a slight chirp.

"You're excited too, aren't you, so let's work together and take out all the enemies with the powerful holy spear!"

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And there are too many strange things in the world, Jorinkana is just one of them, and Xia Li naturally didn't know that there was such a magical gun!

Xia Li's Harley clone, consciousness has weakened by ten meters, but this little loss is really nothing, and the blood-red tyrannical aura seems to feel the crisis, but it is even more crazy, a large amount of consciousness impacts, in this part, permeating the entire parts space.

Xia Li felt that his doppelganger consciousness had completely surrounded the blood, and the entire space was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was an unbearable taste.

However, Xia Li still persevered, and with the stimulation of the bloody consciousness, he felt as if he was faintly in control of the method of consciousness attack.

Such a conscious attack does not seem to have much skill, as long as the heart is full of firm thoughts.

"Give it a try?"

Xia Li is a person who is good at learning, and he is also a person who is good at seizing opportunities, although he is now a car, he still has a human mind, a human soul.

So soon he silently thought, "Destroy them, destroy them!" ”

Suddenly, the hexagonal consciousness began to rotate slowly, and with this rotation, waves of storms were generated out of thin air in this part space, and the blood-red tyrannical consciousness that was already even thicker, which seemed to be real blood, actually began to become weaker.

At the same time, countless blood-red tyrannical consciousnesses actually began to dissipate rapidly...... (To be continued......)