This also illustrates a truth, they are afraid of Su Qin's strength.

Roger found that he, like his soldiers, began to develop a sense of fear for the man in front of him.

Damn the feeling.

This made Roger even more angry, he roared, and then pulled the trigger fiercely, and the bullet shot out of the chamber with deadly force, shooting towards Su Qin's eyebrows dozens of meters away with an air wave spiral. And Su Qin's face was still extremely calm, he seemed to have seen through all of Roger's actions, and the moment Roger's fingers bent, an identical Su Qin quickly appeared on his left, and then the bullet pierced the man's eyebrows.

But in the eyes of others, you will see that Su Qin's body didn't even shake, the bullet penetrated Su Qin's eyebrows, but it didn't kill him, his face was still calm, his movements were still calm, and his steps were still firm. This terrifies the mobs in the war-torn cities even more.

Only Roger himself saw that in the last moment, the black hair of the man in front of him flew up with the air flow of the bullet, and then he shook his body, and the bullet was dodged by him.

"...... raised by a bitch" Roger only had time to say these four words, and then a black revolver appeared in Su Qin's hand, and then the revolver began to roar, and the four bullets almost joined together, shooting through Roger's limbs one by one at an incredible speed, and then, the fifth bullet shattered his heart.

Roger's body flew backwards and slammed to the ground. He looked up at the still clear sky, his eyes gradually drifted, and he still muttered in his mouth: "City of war...... Be...... It's mine...... Who...... I can't snatch ......."

Su Qin looked at his corpse quietly, shook his head and said, "Not now, from now on, this town belongs to the Judgment Tribe!" ”

……

When the sky was dim again, the city of Watt began to be noisy.

The city of Watt is different from the land of war, this is a region that has been unified, unified by the Watt family for hundreds of years, unlike the Besar Gathering Place, which is composed of bounty hunters from all over the world, in terms of individual combat, it may be much stronger than the Besar Gathering Place, but when it comes to team combat, the Besar Gathering Place in the Northwest is simply an invincible behemoth.

Although the leader of the Besar Gathering Place was lost, no one was able to break through the Besar Gathering Place, and under the united force, no force in the entire Northwest Land could break it.

Watt City is an independent region, but in the adjacent location of the war-torn city, it is no different from other places, it is also composed of countless mobs, civilians and bounty hunters, but its combat ability is also one of the strongest in the northwest region, which can be regarded as a first-class force.

The place where the Watt family, the leader of the Watt City, lives is called the Watt Manor, which seems to be in a state of tranquility forever, and the road to the manor is not wide, just enough to accommodate two cars to exchange in parallel. The road is lined with tall old trees, and there are not many leaves on the branches at this season, and there are a few yellow leaves scattered on the smooth pavement, which adds to the silence of the manor.

By eight o'clock in the morning, breakfast had already begun in the dining room of the main house.

At the end of the long dining table, Watt, the patriarch of the Watt family, sat in his master's seat, concentrating on the food on the silver plate. His upper body was straight, and there was not a single flaw in his movements, manners, and expressions, and although he was already sixty years old, which was equivalent to a ninety year old man in the old era, and he looked extremely old, but he already had a faint majesty in him. People don't think he's an old man, but feels like he's in the prime of life.

On either side of the table, nine men sat in a staggered manner, ranging in age from their mid-thirties to sixties. They ate their breakfast in the same quiet, but they ate very slowly, and spent more time exchanging glances with each other.

This is a regular meeting of the Watt family once a month, and no matter where the senior members of the family are, they will rush back every day of the month to have this meeting.

Finally, the old patriarch Watt had eaten breakfast, wiped his lips elegantly with a white silk handkerchief, took a sip of red wine and moistened his throat, and then looked up at everyone, who had never eaten much from beginning to end, and stared at Watt without blinking, waiting for him to speak.

Watt slowly glanced at the crowd, his right hand gently knocked on the table rhythmically, and said in a hoarse voice: "As always, second, you start talking first." ”

The other four old men didn't seem to have anything to say to them, and they all expressed their useless opinions, but Watt's eyes fell on his son, and then he said, "Wren, it's your turn." ”

Watt, as the leader of Watt City, also created a family, in addition to his four younger brothers, the remaining four people are the eldest sons of their five brothers, and Wren, as his son, is naturally the next patriarch, and naturally has begun to contact all things in Watt City.

Wren's face looked a little solemn, he stood up and bowed to everyone, and said in a deep voice: "According to our family's intelligence news, a very serious incident happened next door to us, that is, in the war zone, some time ago. He paused as he spoke, and when he saw that everyone's faces had not changed in the slightest, he sighed in his heart, and continued: "The war zone has always been a scattered area, but it is a special existence, which has been living under our noses for hundreds of years. ”

The words finally moved everyone's faces, and they began to talk in whispers, exchanging their opinions with each other, and it was evident that the matter was enough to make them feel discolored in their eyes.

Only the old patriarch of Watt's face did not change in the slightest, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said, "It's really an interesting thing, what's the matter, isn't there any movement in Gray City?" ”

Wren said in a deep voice: "The two sides of the war zone are our Watt City and Gray City, we all know that the reason why the war zone can exist between our two cities but has never been subdued is because there is a mutual traction between our two cities, they dare not take the lead in attacking the war zone, because they are afraid of fighting with our Watt City, even if the war zone has begun to be unified, they still dare not send troops." ”

Watt chuckled softly, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes deepened, and then his gaze swept to the crowd and said, "So, what do you have to say about this matter?" ”

An old man in his fifties stood up and said casually: "What else is there to say, the war-torn city wants to be unified, this is something that cannot be tolerated, the patriarch you should know the trouble caused by this, so we can't watch the war-torn area being unified like this, I suggest that forces be dispatched to strangle the sprout of such danger, otherwise we will be the first to be violated." ”

"I agree with this suggestion." Someone spoke up.

"I second."

Seeing the angry appearance of the clansmen, Wren sighed quietly in his heart, he felt very helpless and disappointed in the anger of the clansmen, these guys didn't even understand what was happening in the war zone to make the decision to attack, this is undoubtedly the most stupid decision.

Watt smiled again and said to Wren, "Wren, tell me about the war zone, I want to know what happened inside. ”

Wren said in a deep voice: "We all know that although the city of war is extremely chaotic, the forces inside are even more chaotic, the only thing that deserves our slight attention is the city of war, maybe you will think that this matter is a joke made up by Roger's waste, but I want to tell you that this time the forces that unify half of the city of war are from a nameless tribe, and yesterday, I found out the name of this tribe, called the Judgment Tribe." ”

Watt's eyebrows furrowed slightly, obviously surprised him: "Go on." ”

Wren nodded and said: "According to the information we have obtained, this trial tribe is only a small tribe with less than 10,000 people, and it is only a tribe that can barely be regarded as a second-rate strength in the city of war, and their patriarch is only an ability person with less than fifth-order strength, it stands to reason that such a tribe will not play any role in the city of war, but just some time ago, it was such an inconspicuous tribe that easily destroyed the city of war, and then in just a few days, Half of the war-torn zone was unified. ”

Watt's face was finally moved, and he said in a deep voice: "Tell me the specific reason!" ”

Wren's face became solemn, and he said, "Because among their tribe, there is a person with at least sixth-order strength. ”

The words fell, and there was no expected shock, and an old man said coldly: "It's just a joke that a mere sixth-order ability person dares to do such a thing to find death, I still suggest that this sprout be eliminated, and the war zone must not be unified, otherwise this will inevitably become a problem in our hearts." ”

Everyone expressed their determination to send out their forces to defeat this so-called tribe of judgment. After all, a sixth-order capable person may seem to others to be an extremely strong master, but in the eyes of Watt City, such an capable person still cannot become a person they are afraid of.

Just like the Besar gathering place, although Besar's power is only the fifth order, but he has never dared to have any force dare to attack the Besar gathering place easily, the reason is very simple, in the Besar family, there will never be fewer high-level powerhouses than other places, they are the most mysterious, but also the most powerful force, a force has stood for a hundred years without falling, there is always their own hole card.

And the leader of a family, perhaps the strong strength is very important, but more importantly, the commander must have a general's mind, whether in the old era or the current era, the vast majority of the stronger than force is still strategy.

Watt coughed lightly, fell into silence for a while, his fingers lightly knocked on the table, making a rhythmic sound, and only after a long time did he say softly: "Then according to what they said, dispatch five sixth-order ability people to defeat this judgment tribe." ”

Wren was respectful, but his heart was full of bitterness, only he knew what kind of terrifying strength that guy who had surpassed the sixth order had, that was a terrifying guy who could kill the entire war-torn city with just one person.

He looked at his old father and the other angry clansmen, and muttered in his heart, "The unification of the war zone may become an inevitable thing." ”