"Snipe?"

Shen Jun was a little confused, he had never heard of a gun called a sniper.

"To be precise, its model is 'Barrett M82A1', the gun weighs 12.9 kilograms, and the maximum range is 1830 meters...... Nearly 600 zhang. Now, you're no more than ten feet away from me, and if I pull the trigger, I can shoot you in the head in an instant. ”

Qin Chuan looked at Shen Jun, who looked puzzled and opened his mouth to say something, but did not give him a chance to speak.

"You must think that this young master has gone crazy and is talking nonsense. Qin Chuan said: "You must not know what a headshot means." ”

Before the words fell, Qin Chuan suddenly pulled the trigger, and the strong recoil pushed his back against the trunk, and his hands and shoulders were numb.

'Peng ......'

With a loud bang, a cloud of green smoke slowly rose.

Shen Jun, who hadn't figured out the situation yet, suddenly had a 'bloody eye' in the center of his eyebrows, his head exploded instantly, his brain was mixed with blood, splashing everywhere, and his body fell straight down.

Until the moment of death, Shen Jun didn't realize how he died!

"It turns out that the 'headshot' that my mother said actually meant this...... The head burst and exploded, well, a headshot, and it was really apt. ”

Like an ape, Qin Chuan climbed down from a tree, and very skillfully disassembled the 'sniper' into dozens of large and small parts, and put them into the black long box in an orderly manner, meticulously.

Immediately closed the box, carried it in his hand, walked to Shen Jun's corpse, looked at the medium-grade treasure that fell aside-the Jade Gold Thunder Sword, pondered for a moment, put away his greed, and with a little tiptoe, the flying sword fell into the deep pool under the waterfall.

- Qin Chuan knows very well that this flying sword has been refined by Qin Qihu, and it has been thoroughly refined, if the spiritual imprint in the flying sword cannot be erased, Qin Qihu will definitely be able to sense its existence, and Qin Chuan is carrying it on his body, which is equivalent to exposing his whereabouts.

"Mother, I know that when you suddenly went crazy and disappeared, it was related to the two tigresses, and the family forces behind them, as well as Uncle Zhong, you will never die in vain, I, Qin Chuan, swear to heaven that I will avenge you.

...... Qin Qihu, and Qin Yun, you two wolf cubs are waiting for this young master, and when I become a blind sniper and become a generation of sniper gods, I will return to Xuantian Sect...... The new hatred and old hatred will be settled with you when the time comes, and the blood debt owed will be repaid one day!"

After doing all this, Qin Chuan carried a black leather box and rushed into the dense forest, using all his light skills, flying through the treetops, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

From beginning to end, Qin Chuan didn't glance at Shen Jun, who was already dead......

Whether it's an ordinary person or a cultivator, since you're dead, there's no difference...... It's all dead!

Handsome and almost demonic, beautiful not like a man?

After a headshot, most of his head was blown off, and he died less like a human, but a terrible ghost crawling out of hell.

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Xuantian Sect is located at the junction of Chen and Zhao, in a hidden mountain where forbidden art is arranged.

Of the seven northern kingdoms controlled by Xuantian Sect, the farthest away from the Xuantian Sect is the Yan Kingdom.

Yan Kingdom is thousands of miles away from Xuantian Sect, and further north, there is no human kingdom, but an endless ocean - Tongtianhai.

Legend has it that there is an island of immortals in the sea of Tongtian, on which there are immortals living in seclusion, and on the other side of the sea, there are winged monsters, called 'elves'.

Of course, all this is just a legend, no one has ever seen a fairy, and no one can cross the boundless sea of heaven to the other side to see if there are really winged elves.

Yan has a population of more than 100 million, and there are more than 20 large and small cities in the territory, except for the Yan capital where the emperor of Yan is located, the smallest city, named Jiuyuan, is adjacent to Yishui, and the population is only more than one million.

For ordinary people in the world, the 'monks' who can control the magic weapon and soar for nine days are like the immortals who live in the sea of heaven, which are legends far away from their lives, and the vast majority of people have never had the opportunity to meet a cultivator who flies with the sword in their lifetime.

Therefore, for them, the real 'strong' are those who are armed with martial arts' in the rivers and lakes, these so-called martial arts masters, all with unique skills, flying eaves and walls, coming and going without a trace, high and high, one palm can split a boulder, one punch can kill a scalper, very powerful.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Where there are rivers and lakes, there are strife.

If there is strife, there will be a sect of rivers and lakes.

The Fish and Dragon Gang, even in the small Jiuyuan City, is only a second-rate sect, and looking at the entire Yan Kingdom, it is not even a third-rate, and it is not in the stream at all.

As the name suggests, the gang of the Fish and Dragon Gang is really mixed, with three religions and nine streams, and everyone has it. As long as you can afford to pay the silver taels to join the gang, or the people are more ruthless, or you have the skills of chicken and dog thieves, you can join the gang, and the threshold is not high.

The Ichthyosaurus Gang is in charge of the vegetable farms, gambling houses, wine shops and flower buildings in Jiuyuan North City, as long as they pay the money obediently, the Ichthyosaurus Gang can ensure that their business is constant, their wealth is widespread, and they are safe and secure every day. If there are bullies who dominate the market, eat overlord meals, drink flowers and wine and play with girls who don't give money, the Fish and Dragon Gang can solve it for them.

Of course, if there are people who don't know each other, or who rely on the guards and have the support of relatives in the government, and dare not pay the money, then the Ichthyosaurus gang will be more scoundrels than any scoundrel, and more ferocious than any thief or robber.

Even if in Jiuyuan City, the biggest force is Du Laojiu in the east of the city, and then the Black Tiger Gate in the west of the city, the name of the Fish Dragon Gang sounds loud, but the force is the weakest among the four major gangs in Jiuyuan City, not to mention Du Laojiu and the Black Tiger Gate, even the group of girls in the Red Sleeve Pavilion in the south of the city are all pressing the Fish Dragon Gang, but even so, the Fish Dragon Gang still has a lot of weight in Jiuyuan City.

The Ichthyosaurus Gang has a total of nine halls, and on this day, Yu San, the youngest and most respected hall master in the gang leader Liu Rulong, took several subordinate gangs into a small restaurant on South Street to make stew.

A dozen fly restaurants on South Street, usually the guests are nothing more than peddlers and pawns, or small traders and vendors who do some small business and barely make ends meet, today ushered in a 'big man' like Yu San, the owner of the small restaurant, waiting in fear on the side, his forehead and palms are cold sweat, fidgeting.

Looking at the stew in front of him, Yu San frowned slightly, he didn't like to eat animal offal, especially the pig's water, looking at the pig's large intestine, pig lungs and pork belly soaked in the red oil soup, the ups and downs, not only did he not have a trace of appetite, but he even felt a little nauseous.

The sporadic diners in the small shop hurriedly finished eating and left, and some of them quietly put a few copper coins on the table before they even waited for the stew to be served, and they slipped away.

——The people of the Fish and Dragon Gang are not good men and women, especially this slightly dark-skinned, about twenty years old, called Yu San's hall master, it is said that the swordsmanship is outstanding, a few years ago, he once singled out two swordsmen hired by Du Lao Jiuhua with a lot of money, and since then he has become famous.

In the past few years, if it weren't for Yu Sanzhen, the Ichthyosaurus Gang might have been wiped out by several other families, except for Du Laojiu, the black tiger from the Black Tiger Gate had long wanted the Ichthyosaurus Gang to disappear in Jiuyuan City.

In the corner, a young man with tattered clothes and fluffy and messy hair did not raise his head, as if he had not seen the arrival of Yu San and others, holding a large bowl of stew, eating with a mouth full of oil, fat intestines, chewing violently, and not forgetting to drink a few sips of soup made of spices and Chinese medicinal materials.

Whether he is dressed or embarrassed, just one glance can conclude that this young man, if not a beggar, is a bitter child of a poor family.

At the boy's feet, there was a long strip of objects, wrapped in yellowed burlap, and it was impossible to see what was inside, but looking at the young man's tattered dress, it did not look like he could have a precious treasure, it was probably wrapped in burlap with dried salted fish or a long strip of bacon.

Yu San stared intently at the big bowl of stewed stew on the table, and still couldn't put his mouth shut.

He was not born into a wealthy family, and he has suffered a lot since he was a child, so he is not a picky eater, he just can't stand the strange smell of stewed and boiled.

"Boss, another bowl!" The young man who sat against the wall, looking like a beggar, held a large bowl and drank the last mouthful of soup, showing that he was still unsatisfied, and actually ordered another bowl.

Yu San, who had been sitting for a full time with a stick of incense and a bowl of boiled boiled eyes, couldn't bear it anymore, stood up, walked to the table of the 'little beggar', and sat down opposite him.

He didn't look at him, and he didn't look at him.

There is no intersection of eyes, no eye contact, like a temporary table-making person, no one has spoken.

Soon, steaming, a large bowl full of stew, was brought to the young man, like a beggar boy, picking up a piece of pig lung, tasting and chewing, and closing his eyes in enjoyment, as if enjoying the most delicious gluttonous feast in the world.

"Sanshao, in the Xuantian Immortal Sect, even if there is no dragon liver and phoenix marrow, there must be no shortage of rare delicacies, how can it become so heavy-mouthed, and it can eat this kind of thing. ”

Yu San still didn't look at the other party, as if he was muttering to himself, he had his back to the door, so no one would hear Yu San's voice except for the sloppy young man sitting opposite, and knew that he was talking.

"You try to flee like a lost dog, barely eating or drinking for more than 20 days, and rushing from the sect to the distant Yan Kingdom day and night. I'm afraid that your food will never be better than mine. The beggar-like boy said.

"Something's wrong?" After a moment of silence, Yu San suddenly asked.

He walked into the shop after he saw the sign on the wall outside, which he knew and looked more like a toddler graffiti.

It was ten years ago that he and he had made an engagement.

This young man who looks like a beggar is the third young master of Xuantian Sect who has hidden his traces all the way and fled here - Qin Chuan.

No one would have thought that Qin Chuan, the third young master who had almost never left Xuantian Sect, would meet a young hall master of a third-rate Jianghu sect thousands of miles away, and it seemed that he was still an old friend.

Just like a butcher who has never left Yan Kingdom, he would actually be friends with a first-class blind pianist in Chen Country who is thousands of miles away, they should not have intersected, and they are incompatible.