Driving in an off-road vehicle on the desert, I have to say that the search of the group of madmen is indeed very amazing, but this trip is just a thrilling adventure for Paul, as soon as he leaves the church, he uses the lame excuse that he has drugs to trick a homeless man who seems to be a perennial drug addict and is depressed into a dark alley, and with a light force he breaks the homeless man's neck.

"Don't blame me, I'm also here to live, people like you who want to take drugs but don't have a source of drugs must be very painful, I'm just giving you relief. Revealing the compassionate face of the cat crying mouse, Paul began a new round of skinning operation, although the current identity named George is very useful, but he knows that the death of the patrol will not be concealed for long, and soon this identity will attract countless pursuers, but fortunately, this level of encirclement and suppression is just a matter of taking a little more time to change a new "clothes" for him.

After disguising himself as a homeless man, he dressed himself up a little, although this homeless man lived a sloppy and unkempt life, but the foundation was not bad, so Paul, who was wearing his own clothes, was far from the original homeless man even if he was covered with a layer of homeless skin, and then he stretched his leg bones a little, making himself taller, and his face was modified to look more ordinary.

Confidently, Paul packed the various parts with the new backpack he had specially prepared and folded the shotgun in his hand in half, yes, he didn't plan to ask for it, after all, those "witchers" He always likes to make various marks on his gun to show his identity or pray that he can go back alive, and the same is true of George's shotgun, so he doesn't plan to continue to use this gun in this case, but unfortunately his home is probably guarded by people now, otherwise he can take away the pistols, rifles and even grenades that he usually buys home to decorate the walls, which will be much safer.

Paul just wanted to get out of New York as fast as he could, and he could feel the blinding breath of the sun in his head, and the seraphic angel seemed to be staring at him, which made him feel in constant trepidation, and in order to leave quickly, he had to walk through the slum kiln, and after walking for a while, three ill-intentioned fellows surrounded him: "Hehe, look who we see? It's a complete fool to dare to walk alone on a remote street without a gun. ”

Their leader had an old Glock 17 pistol in his hand, and the other two henchmen were armed with switchblades and lead pipes. It was a 9mm pistol, and he didn't have a shortage of 9mm bullets, and Paul thought that the fat priest kept stuffing 9mm bullets into his hand that no one wanted (because of "The Witcher" Most of them are holding shotguns or large-caliber rifles to hunt demons, maybe the caliber conference gives them a greater sense of security, so there are really not many people who want nine-millimeter silver-plated bullets), I can't help but smile, I am really lucky, just lack of guns As a result, someone came to send a pistol, and it is estimated that some melee weapons such as bullets and switchblades will be sent.

"Ah, please don't hurt me, aren't we all believers in God?" Paul looked alarmed, but in fact he was approaching the three fools who hadn't reacted yet.

"Hahaha, believers in God, yes, we are brothers, so it doesn't matter if brothers borrow something. "The thugs began to laugh as if they had heard some funny digest, never to think that people of faith do not become bad people or even scum, in fact many evil people say that they believe in God, but this is just an excuse for their fear of going to hell.

"Wait, don't come any closer. "After all, this gangster leader is not a fool with a bad head or a brain-dead with unclear brain circuits, although he is an addict, but every time he comes out to do a vote, he will not take drugs, but he always lets his little brother take more drugs, so that at least they can block the gun and block a few more shots.

Facing the gangster leader who raised his gun and pointed it at himself, Paul smiled disdainfully, at this moment the distance between them was only three steps, which was enough! The next moment he turned into a gust of wind and rushed to the gangster leader and tore the gangster's neck fiercely, the gangster leader didn't even have a chance to pull the trigger and lay on the ground forever, the other two gangsters saw that the situation was not good and tried to escape, but they were shot dead by Paul holding up the gangster leader's gun, although he could easily kill the two of them at this distance, but there was a chance that it would leave a suspicious tear-shaped wound, and he wanted to minimize the flaws.

After packing up the things he needed and taking them away, Paul spat disdainfully on the corpse of the gangster leader, and he really laughed at the fact that he wanted to learn how to rob at this level.

After that, he carefully looked at the Glock 17 in his hand, and talked about the Glock 17, which was developed by the Austrian Glock GmbH in 1983 at the request of the Austrian Army. Today, Glock pistols have developed into a family of Glock pistols with 4 calibers and 8 models, and are used by military and police equipment in more than 40 countries. Especially in the United States, it accounts for 40% of the police automatic pistol market, and the basic Glock 17 pistol has become one of the modern famous guns.

Glock pistols are very common in the United States, so Paul is not worried about attracting the attention of those who care, in addition to the extensive use of plastic parts of the Glock pistol is not only small and lightweight, but also has a reliable mechanism and a large ammunition capacity (17 rounds, which is also the origin of the name of the Glock 17 pistol), he has received hundreds of rounds of ammunition from the church before, and this gangster leader also has more than a dozen rounds of ammunition in his hands, which can be said to be very profitable.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Just then, the "witchers" who were patrolling other streets heard the gunshots and rushed over, they were like sharks that smelled blood, and they would bite if there was a problem.

"Sir, as you can see, these thugs blackmailed me, so I shot and killed them. Paul raised his hands to show that he was not hostile, and he was glad that he had deliberately slashed the gangster's throat with a switchblade, so that the layman would not be able to see that the gangster had been killed by his claws.

"Well, there's no problem, you go, be careful on the road in the future. The "witcher" found that there was nothing unusual about the corpse and let Paul leave, and after catching his breath, Paul continued to the suburbs.