I took the orange bullets in my hand, blew some dust on them, and sent them into the grooves of the shotgun one after another!

Click~click~

The cold and rhythmic metal sound made the smile that gradually floated at the corner of Gu Cheng's mouth slowly pervert...

Choosing to think about something, it's too troublesome, Gu Cheng doesn't want to use that brain.

Regarding this game of being driven away and rushing away, Gu Cheng is tired of it, and it's time to flip the table...

"Since it doesn't make me feel better, let's all go to hell together."

Loaded, aimed.

Oh, no need to aim.

In the distance, that big lump of Roshan, in the Golden City, can be easily seen standing on any stone roof.

For the first shot, the sense of ceremony should be well prepared.

Lying on the scales and stone tiles, holding his breath and concentrating, his left eye closed, his right eye open, and his right arm and shoulder against the handle of the gun, it still has a bit of a sniper smell.

It's a pity that it's a shotgun.

At a certain moment, a completely different, low gunfire sounded like a sleeping beast awakening, officially announcing its overlord majesty in the Golden City.

Thunder exploded, and layers resounded through the sky. Unlike the silent attacks of the dead and the sharp and long-roaring guns, it is more powerful; Different from the syringe attack of the fish-man small jasper, it is more arrogant and unreasonable; It is also different from the flat ground thunder of the orcs, it is more wild and brutal.

If it is said that the mortars in the arms of the orcs, the shotguns in Gu Cheng's hands can already top half of the mountain cannons!

Wow~~, Wow~!

The huge body of the son of the black goat, all kinds of tentacles fluttering on the black flesh, slapping the ground, corrosive liquid splashing.

The four black hooves and feet moved from side to side irregularly, and the various mouths filled with mucus kept roaring irregularly!

Son of the Black Goat,,, Mother of the Dark Half, Son of the Black Goat of the Forest.

At this moment, he was injured by a small pebble, angry, unwilling, and even some instinctive fear constantly breeding in the bottom of his heart.

The Illusory Sphere is what Gu Cheng and other dungeon builders need when they build dungeon rules.

Somewhat similar to what the All-In-One Editor does.

Of course, the Illusory Sphere is just a joking name for it by the Dead Clan.

Meaning, false, meaningless.

It is the embodiment of the will of this world, and it has the authority to change the rules of a certain region.

However, once out of the world, ...

Even so, this son of the black goat is still limited by the rules of the whole world.

There are many reasons for this, but the main one is that the quality of the memorial objects used for summoning is too low, and the energy supply for the birth of the son of the black goat is seriously insufficient!

The birth of a normal son of a black goat is not something that can be easily limited by a medium-sized copy...

Of course, it is no longer meaningful to talk about this now.

"What sound? Where's the gun? ”

Shocked, everyone looked up in the hope of finding the source of the gunshots.

Bang~!

Another sonorous and dull shot.

"There it is!"

Someone shouted.

This time, under the gaze of many people who were already prepared, Gu Cheng's prostrate figure exposed in the open area was finally "dug up".

The tiles were shattered, the ridge of the roof was sunken in a large piece, and under the billowing smoke and dust, Gu Cheng rubbed his aching right shoulder, and couldn't help but smack his lips.

"The stamina is really amazing!"

After a few more shots, there were already several cracks in the rotten flesh, and although the wounds were still stubbornly healing slowly, they were just stubbornly resisting.

Under the rules of the dungeon, firearms are lethal to everyone's injuries.

Complete death is just a matter of figuring out how many bullets are needed.

The yellow bullet casings are scattered all over the ground, and the refracted golden light is still shining extraordinarily!

A few minutes later, looking at the son of the black goat, who was already paralyzed on the ground and twitching like mud, Gu Cheng smiled!

He didn't put away his gun at the first moment, but turned the muzzle of the gun and pointed it straight at the Shitai station in Area Five.

At this moment, there was already some commotion around, and some good people were gradually touching.

But Gu Cheng didn't care about it...

"Hahaha! Hahaha! ”

An abrupt scream oscillated from Gu Cheng's mouth!

"Weaving dreams, see if your head is still there? Oh no, you can't see your head with your eyes. Hahaha~! ”

The sudden crazy words made the minds of everyone who quietly touched Mimi also feel blurred, and they couldn't figure out what the situation was.

Isn't this guy also in Area Five?

Lose your marbles?

Or is the other party ready to kill Weaving Dreams, the weird guy who often likes to make people sleep?

At this time, choosing infighting is really not a wise choice.

Inexplicably, the group of people who approached first began to panic.

District 5 is the closest to here, so it is naturally the first to arrive.

Nowadays, some people openly point the finger at Weaving Dreams, but something will really happen.

If it's normal, who cares about the life or death of a guy who has nothing to do with him!

District Five, in the event of civil unrest.

The remaining areas will definitely not let go of this great opportunity,,, they will definitely attack it en masse.

Can't let infighting happen!

This is the thinking of the public in Area Five.

Gu Cheng doesn't care about this, no matter who dares to calculate himself, the best way is to let the other party understand his own strength.

Hit hard until the other person feels pain.

A madman who has lost his mind and is in a state of semi-madness is the real terrible existence!

Aiming at the weaving dream that showed half of its head, a bullet shot straight out.

Bang!

A gust of wind pierced the air with an unstoppable momentum, shooting away like a rainbow through the sun.

Unlike before, when everyone only heard gunshots, this time everyone really saw the horror of this "roaring monster".

The strong wind carried by the bullet streaked across the ground, and directly spun into a saloon roll, shattering all kinds of debris into powder!

The thick sand and dust on the ground was less than half a meter, and an extra ditch of several hundred meters appeared.

The sturdy skeleton guardrail shattered directly like papier-mâché, revealing a hole about one meter in diameter.

"Oh?! Sorry, missed. ”

Gu Cheng rubbed his temples, as if he was very dissatisfied with his miss.

Continue to load, aim.

However, the people lurking around him couldn't sit still.

"Scarlet! Wait a minute, don't shoot. Everyone is seeking money, there is no need to be so stiff. ”

"Yes, yes! If there are any requirements to mention, everything is negotiable. ”

One person came up to speak, and someone immediately chimed in.

The face is flattering, the tone is sincere, for fear of annoying this master, and he came to them like that...

As for getting it straight away, no kidding.

Gu Cheng's spear skills in the Rattlesnake Canyon couldn't catch up with ten.

In the face of that group of cowboys, these people can also dodge and hide, and use ranged attacks if they can!

Within 20 meters of the enemy, it is an absolute death zone.

Most of the cowboys in the city are also suppressed by orcs with cannons,,, with normal means, it is extremely difficult to get close to them.

Whether it was the Dead or any other species, they didn't care much about the practice of this rudimentary firearm when they came to this world.

No one is mad enough to make such a strange and extraordinary firearm for this purpose.

It is really unbelievable that you can shoot so far without any offensive supernatural abilities.

And the pure physical attack, without any toxins and curses, is simply contrary to the concept of the dead.

In this dungeon, with the loopholes, outsiders such as the dead are also mixed up.

But they didn't appreciate the essence of this dungeon at all, or it was far from the mainstream gameplay.

Compared to Gu Cheng, they are like a bunch of bugs, crooked ways of scripting, and they have never seriously considered how to play this game!

This is the biggest difference between Gu Cheng and them when facing the wasteland dungeon.

Bang!

Another accurate sub-shot, Weaving Dream's body that had just gotten up from the dirt, this time directly shot.

As a card bug player, life-saving skills are definitely indispensable.

Gu Cheng never expected that one shot would solve this matter.

You must know that the son of the black goat also spent dozens of bullets to beat the other party to the brink of death.

What's more, the Dead who have always been known for Voldemort!?

"Crimson!? You're digging your own grave, we're all going to die! ”

A dead clan hiding behind the stone rock to hide his body finally couldn't sit still after hearing the second gunshot!

However, as soon as his head was exposed, Gu Cheng's bullet had arrived!

For the troublemakers who disturb his Yaxing, Gu Cheng's temper has always been not so good.

"20 minutes, go back and tell him, I only have to give him 20 minutes!"

shouted an inexplicable word towards the empty space, and the brothers who came from other areas were confused.

However, everyone in District 5 immediately relieved their faces, and they were quite happy for the rest of their lives.

If only there was room for manoeuvre.

It doesn't matter how hard it is.

Once you encounter that kind of situation that does not die, this kind of critical juncture, you really have no place to find a place to cry!

The personal grudge between the two, the others in District 5 have no intention of participating in it at all!

Hold on for another half day and it will all be over.

When the time comes, you can do whatever you want, even if you stab the sky, someone will bear it.

At this time, why bother us?

Gu Cheng was still standing on the stone roof that had been sunken out of the pit, tirelessly looking for someone's traces.

At this distance, aiming is already a pure form,,, putting the gun on his waist, Gu Cheng feels that this kind of shooting may be more effective.

The news was quickly delivered, and Weaving Dreams reacted quickly.

Fen Liqi was not sent over, but Myron came to her once.

This made Gu Cheng quite unhappy while being vigilant.

What's wrong? Erwuzai or Mission Impossible?

What about hair?

did not let the other party get closer, a burst of dead words came out of the other party's mouth, and Gu Cheng also understood the meaning of the other party's expression.

District Eight, Son of the Black Goat!

The Dream Weaver reached some agreement with the other party, after plotting that Gu Cheng's plan failed,,,

Nowadays, it is very difficult to ask for it, and it takes time.

Gu Cheng squinted, the corners of his mouth turned up, and a funny smile suddenly appeared!

Raise the gun, and shoot another shot at Weaving Dreams, who is completely hiding behind the bone railing!

In the presence of a sharpshooter, all hiding is in vain.

Especially when the other party has a bullet through the wall!

It's hard, it takes time?

When Gu Cheng heard this, he understood on the spot.

It's because I didn't force myself hard enough, and I didn't fight hard enough.

It will take time and difficulty.

It seems that the other party is determined and wants to delay time.

Hehe!

When you take others for fools, how can you not be a clown in the eyes of others?

Bang!

Bang!

Shot after shot, it completely smashed the sturdy fence to pieces.

Gu Cheng's expression was extremely excited, focusing on pressing the bullet, raising the gun to shoot, and repeating such a mechanical action all the time.

A few beam-jumping clowns came to disturb them, and they were done with one shot.

At this moment, no one should try to stop themselves from teaching this guy who doesn't know the height of the sky.

It's okay to put a cold gun in someone else's back.,But you have to have a limit.。。。 Mosquitoes are buzzing in the ears all the time, and the owner will be really bored one day...