"Bang Bang Bang"

Heavy gunfire rang out throughout the basement, and the elevator coming down from the thirty-eighth floor sparked in all directions.

Inside the elevator, the iron wall allows stray bullets to fly inside, and the thunderbolt bar makes bursts of screeching noise come from this tiny space.

Yakumo Purple hid on the ceiling of the elevator, her hands stuck to it like a magnet, and some stray bullets hit her, strangely, because of the body protector Zhenyuan, it didn't cause damage.

This made Yakumo Zi's eyes light up, he was originally a cultivator, and when he was promoted to the foundation building period, he didn't have the opportunity to try the strength of his own strength.

"Ignore firearms and bullets?" Yakumo Zi smiled, and the smile was very hideous.

Yakumo Saburo, the old fox, actually plays like an idiot, and if he doesn't take revenge, if he cultivates in the future?

As for Qin Qiuyue's side!

Hmph, it's just a puppet arranged by the system, don't bother with it.

"Spirit Devouring Sword, go" Yakumo Zi summoned the Spirit Devouring Sword, and the dantian true yuan operated, and with a bang, it shot out like an arrow off the string.

"Ah!! What kind of weapon is this? ”

"Be careful, the other party has a mysterious weapon, uh"

There is no difference between killing people with the Spirit Devouring Sword and mowing grass, whether it is a thug or a killer, they all can't survive a face, a sword to seal the throat, I don't know if it's Yakumo Zi's hobby, or its unique attack method, the wounds are all in the neck.

Ignoring the firearms, Yakumo Purple didn't dodge like a grandson, and swaggered out of the elevator.

In front of her, there were corpses, their necks were still spurting blood, and some killers with strong physiques were covering their necks, looking at her with horror on their faces, and finally, their eyes slowly dimmed.

The Soul Devouring Sword returned to Yakumo Zi's side and floated quietly in mid-air, still without a trace of blood on the sword body.

"Yakumo Saburo, it's not a long time, and the acting skills are good" Yakumo Zi's eyes narrowed slightly, shooting out a light called death.

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out, this gunshot was different from the one just now, it was obviously much heavier, and it felt more powerful.

"Wow" In front of Yakumo Zi, a spark flashed, and this bullet was completely blocked by the body protector Zhenyuan.

"Anyone else?" Yakumo Zi looked over at the source of the sound, and a black-clothed man with sunglasses was holding a black sniper rifle, looking at her dumbfounded.

Since he was hiding behind an iron shelf, Yakumo Murasaki, who was silent and did not probe carefully, did not notice his existence.

"FUCK" The big man in black ran backwards with a sniper rifle, he no longer had the courage to fire a second shot, and the shot just now already made him doubt the worldview.

"Foreigners?" Yakumo Zi was not in a hurry to pursue, and within a range of a thousand meters, he did not want to escape from his own surveillance.

The third basement floor is a practice ground, much like the ancient place where the dead were trained, with targets, sandbags, and exercise tools.

The foreign sniper ran all the way with his own weapon, but he didn't know where to run, because the only exit from the underground floors was the elevator.

Oh! By the way, there's also a ventilation duct to get out of.

"Czech, what's going on up ahead?" At this time, out of nowhere, a pair of underworld thugs armed with knives, guns and sticks appeared in front of foreign snipers.

"Devil, there's a devil ahead, run!!"

"The devil?" The thugs looked at each other, clearly not convinced.

They have long been unaccustomed to seeing this very foreign foreigner, relying on his sniper skills, showing off his might in front of them, if not, the president reminded him not to make him angry, otherwise, he would have beaten his mother a long time ago.

"Czech, you are in a daze, what kind of devil is there? The president said that there was a high school girl who came down, so let's solve it together."

"A high school girl, even let us do it, are all the scraps on it all waste?"

The foreign sniper smiled at the corner of his mouth and said disdainfully: "The islanders are really a bunch of incorrigible pigs"

"Czech, don't think that if you are liked by the president, we won't dare to beat you," a thug angrily grabbed Czech's collar and glared.

"Then you hit me? Stupid pig"

At this moment, a very crisp footstep sounded in the calm corridor.

The Czech Republic was startled, only to remember that there was a devil behind him, and quickly broke free from the shackles of the thugs, and continued to run backwards: "FUCK, you get out of the way for me"

"Made, stop him for me, a female high school student is afraid of being like this, it's really embarrassing for a man's face, phew!"

The Czech Republic ignored the thugs' insults, and when he was stopped by several thugs, he began to raise his sniper rifle in his hand, trying to give a shot to the one who stood in the way.

"Yaga, Czech, are you crazy? The thugs were stunned, although there was some unpleasantness between them, but they were all members of the Mountain Cooperation Association, and it was a taboo to draw guns against the members of the association.

Suddenly, a burst of applause rang out, and Yakumo Zi officially showed her true face to everyone in the corridor from around the corner.

If you don't look at the blood-colored handful next to you that exudes a frightening aura, it's really just a beautiful female high school student who is harmless to humans and animals.

"Thank you so much, stop him for me, otherwise, I would have to walk a little way"

"She's the high school girl the president said?" The thug frowned, what is going on with this fantasy sense of déjà vu? What is the principle of that long sword floating in mid-air?

"Boss, what should I do?" The thugs also seemed to see Yakumo's extraordinaryness, and a hint of retreat rose in their hearts.

The thug gritted his teeth and shouted, "What else can I do? The president's order, kill her, and don't give it to me."

But as soon as the words fell, with a "poof", a blood-colored long sword pierced through the chest of the fighter, which was the first time that the Spirit Devouring Sword had been stained with blood in this world.

The anger is out of control.

"I ............" The pistol in the hand of the thug fell to the ground, he looked at his chest in confusion, the blood-colored long sword, and then looked at Yakumo Zi, who was a hundred meters away from him, and couldn't figure out how this was shot.

How can it be cultivated, it's not scientific at all!!

But these words can only be taken to hell and ask their ancestors.

The "boss" saw that the thugs immediately died, they panicked, neither advanced nor retreated, and the Czech Republic also took advantage of their trance to run away without a hint of stopping.

"What should we do?" Fighters, you look at me, I look at you, they don't want the first wave of gunners.

They were just gangsters slashing people in the streets, and this time they came to the training ground just to have a good time and see the skills of the killers, but I didn't expect ...... I actually encountered this scene.

But the president's command...... Damn, life matters, run away.

(End of chapter)