How did Xing Xiaotian kill people just now, these people can be said to be obvious to all, those exquisite dwarven muskets are enough to make the most pious Puritans greedy, but it's a pity ~ They ignored a little thing, that is, the box of melon grenades!

Xing Xiaotian, who was running wildly, turned around suddenly, and there was already an extra melon grenade in his hand that pulled off the pull ring, and with the raising of his arm, the black grenade drew a perfect parabola in the air, and fell accurately into the side of the box of grenades.

"Boom-"

With an unprecedented loud roar, a mushroom cloud slowly rose, and the annular shockwave brought by the explosion distorted the air, spreading out with a degree that was visible to the naked eye, like the scythe of death, and wherever the shockwave traveled was like being blown by a twelve-level hurricane, countless gravels were carried up, and all the wilderness thieves who stopped in the way flew high like beans that had been raised.

Xing Xiaotian was the most prescient, long before the explosion, he had already fit and lay on the ground, his chest and abdomen slightly off the ground, this is the knowledge that Xing Xiaotian saw from the book, if he really lay on the ground, the internal organs would be shattered by the shock wave on the ground, and the rushing gravel fell from the top of his head like rain, making a crisp sound of "crackling".

The loud roar plunged the entire battlefield into a brief silence, and everyone looked at the center of the explosion with shocked eyes, and although only the smoke that had not dissipated for a long time could not be seen, the people could not recover from it, as if the sudden and violent explosion would sound again.

It seemed that these orcs still needed a little time to resolve the shock in their hearts, but Xing Xiaotian had already taken advantage of this brief gap to replace his sniper rifle with a new magazine.

The muzzle of the gun is turned and aimed at the nearest minotaur thief!

"Bang-"

The muzzle of the gun burst into an orange-red flame in an instant, and a sniper bullet spun out from the muzzle, mercilessly burrowing into his huge head with a hideous killing intent, the minotaur seemed to be slammed into his head by an invisible giant hammer, and his stunned eyes leaned back sharply with a look of disbelief, and then lay down softly.

The sound of the gunfire was the clarion call for the resumption of the war, and the orcs who were a little farther away from the shock wave got up from the ground one after another, roaring and rushing towards Xing Xiaotian.

"Bang ......"

In a hurry, Xing Xiaotian didn't have time to aim at all, and when he opened the company, it was a sweep, and in an instant, the wilderness thieves who had just stood up fell down again.

"Click-"

As soon as the sound of the empty magazine sounded, Xing Xiaotian threw away the sniper rifle without hesitation, and then reached out and pulled out the Logoque pistol in his right leg.

The smart ones lay on the ground, the timid ones turned around and ran, and the fierce ones casually pulled a companion to block their chests, quietly waiting for Xing Xiaotian's bullets to run out.

A one-eyed werewolf stood at the front with the corpse of his companion on his back, and the murderous one-eyed stared at Xing Xiaotian in the blood splash, silently waiting for the opportunity.

"Click-" There was another empty sound, Xing Xiaotian changed the magazine very quickly, but it still allowed this werewolf thief to seize the opportunity, and his figure appeared from behind the corpse of his companion in a flash, and he rushed towards Xing Xiaotian, his sharp claws cut several deep grooves on the gravel wasteland, and the whole person was like a rushing wolf, rushing over against the ground.

The bullet was loaded, and there was a crisp "click", Xing Xiaotian did not retreat, and he was about to pull the trigger when he raised the pistol, but at this moment, the corner of his eye suddenly reflected a cold light, Xing Xiaotian didn't want to roll over on his side, and a rusty giant axe almost brushed against the bun on his forehead, whistling and flying into the distance.

Xing Xiaotian didn't have time to be afraid, he raised his pistol and shot at the rushing werewolf, and the one-eyed werewolf seemed to know the power of the firearm, and kept changing his position while running, which greatly increased the difficulty of Xing Xiaotian's shooting, and at the same time kept roaring, as if he wanted to use the roar to release the impatience and killing intent in his heart.

He is already a very smart thief, but after all, he is flesh and blood, he can't hide from a bullet and can't dodge ten, and finally a bullet blooms in his chest with a ball of blood, one and two, one after another blood flowers burst out on his chest, and in just a few seconds, he turned from a cruel werewolf thief into a "dead dog".

Unfortunately, the danger of Xing Xiaotian was not lifted, and a minotaur and a Fox thief crossed in an "X" shape, and the axe flew out of the minotaur's hand.

The loose gravel floor was trampled by the heavy body of the Minotaur with a "clatter", but the Fox Thief's light footsteps left no sound.

It seems that it is out of the nature of the Fox clan, when rushing, this fox thief deliberately slowed down, this choice is very correct, at the same distance, Xing Xiaotian will definitely give priority to attacking the enemy who threatens the most.

The muzzle of the gun was turned around, and the trigger was pulled on the minotaur Xing Xiaotian, but he didn't expect the minotaur to cross his arms on his chest and head first, and he took three bullets with his flesh and blood, and at the same time as the painful cow mooing sounded, the fox thief on the other side also sped up his pace, turning into an afterimage and rushing towards Xing Xiaotian.

At the moment when Xing Xiaotian turned the muzzle of the gun in time, a sense of crisis for no reason suddenly swept through his heart, but Xing Xiaotian still inertly shot all the bullets in the gun at the Fox thief.

At the same time that the fox thief spurted blood from his mouth and fell, Xing Xiaotian saw that the corner of his mouth actually showed a strange smile, at this time, Xing Xiaotian saw that the minotaur had actually forced within ten meters of the side, and it was too late to change the magazine at this time, Xing Xiaotian could only turn his hand and pull out the large-caliber Merlin gun behind his waist, and pulled the trigger on the huge body of the minotaur.

"Bang-"

The huge anti-shock force shook Xing Xiaotian and almost didn't sit on the ground, on the other hand, the minotaur looked at his chest with a sluggish face, there was already a football-sized transparent wound, and the viscous plasma dripped down the **, forming a curtain of blood like silk threads, and the soft internal organs jumped slightly in the blood, gradually sliding down......

At the moment when the minotaur knelt down, a figure stepped on his back and rushed into the sky, there was actually a thief?!

A Fox thief hiding behind a minotaur?

Xing Xiaotian finally knew where the sense of crisis just now came from, but at this time, it was too late to regret it, and before he could lock on to the vertical figure, the Fox thief on the opposite side pounced viciously from the air, and swept the Dagger in his hand to the side of Xing Xiaotian's Merlin gun.

"Bang-"

The gunshot still rang out, and an unlucky pig-headed man of the Pigg clan fell to the ground with a miserable howl on his disappearing thighs, but unfortunately these could not change Xing Xiaotian's crisis, the fox thief had already overwhelmed him with a strong inertia, and smashed him to the ground, raising the dagger high, with a touch of cold light on Xing Xiaotian's chest.

"Poof—"

With a dull thud, the Fox thief was stunned!

This blow sacrificed two companions, and the knife that tried his best was actually stuck, and was blocked by that weird costume!?

When the other party was in the other party's time, Xing Xiaotian was not idle, he stretched out his hand and pulled out the other Merlin gun from behind his waist, and directly put it on the opponent's temple and shouted coldly: "Go die!" ”

"Bang-" With a huge gunshot, the head of the fox thief actually burst open like a watermelon that had been burst, leaving only a headless body pressed on Xing Xiaotian's body in a daze, and the splattered blood was sprinkled like rain, Xing Xiaotian didn't even have the time to wipe the blood, and tore the headless corpse off his body with a hand, and his black and white eyes were like blades soaked in water, coldly scanning the thieves who came up.

The two Merlin guns were raised horizontally, and the corners of their mouths quickly swayed into a ferocious grin, and the next moment, deafening roars rang out one after another.

The wilderness thief who was shot by Merlin's gun, no matter how big or small, all shattered like a burst of plasma bags, like a relatively small goblin, basically disappeared after being shot, the only thing that can prove his existence is the fragments all over the ground, that is the result of Xing Xiaotian picking out the "cross flower" on the warhead, anyway, there is no Geneva Convention in the other world, and there is no such thing as not letting the use of dummy bullets, so naturally how ruthless it is.

The thieves are called thieves because they lack the courage of a warrior to fight to the death, the sniper rifle does not intimidate them, the grenade does not intimidate them, and the Loloque pistol does not frighten them, but in the face of the large-caliber Merlin and the Adam round, these thieves finally retreat.

In the face of Xing Xiaotian's approaching footsteps, these wilderness thieves were like being pushed away by a pair of invisible big hands, and they all stepped back involuntarily, wherever Xing Xiaotian's gaze swept over, whether it was big or small, they all couldn't help but bow their heads, this was already a kind of surrender of the weak to the strong.

With a violent momentum, Xing Xiaotian walked step by step to the dropped Loloc pistol, sniper rifle, and replaced the empty chamber with a new magazine one by one, and those wilderness thieves just watched blankly, not even a single one stopped, when Xing Xiaotian's muzzle was raised again, the remaining wilderness thieves let out an exclamation in unison, turned around and ran.

"Hahahaha......"

Behind him, Xing Xiaotian's wanton laughter sounded, accompanied by the sound of gunfire again, and one after another wilderness thieves fell to the ground with their backs to Xing Xiaotian, but no one dared to turn back from the beginning to the end.

The man's heart is as bloody as iron, and he is happy!!

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