Chapter Eighty-Three: Do You Really Think You Can Run?
[Wu Liqun was wiped out! ] 】
Lin An, who hit the street sign on the street, looked at the half of the coke on the ground when he got up, and his heart was full of angry flames.
He had already seen the death of this guy in his heart, so he was not angry because he had blown the cold wind for half a night but tried in vain.
It's just that the thrill of life and death just now really scared him out of a cold sweat, and it was inevitable that he would be angry for the rest of his life.
It was also at this time that Xiao Tanji, who was sitting behind Lin An before, also rushed over.
Xiao Tanji didn't pay attention to Lin An, who had just hit the street sign.
Instead, under his command, he went to chase the guy who had previously carried out an over-the-horizon strike on Wu Liqun, an unlucky guy.
Compared to Lin An, the little Tanji with the sentinel armor was faster when she was running.
There weren't too many bells and whistles, just running straight at the speed of almost sound, straight towards the place where the sniper had been before.
All the obstacles encountered along the way, such as the sudden arrival of trucks, statues that got in the way, and the facades of buildings that stood in the way.
All of them were quickly dodged by Xiao Tanji using his ghostly powers, and continued to pursue without a pause.
As for this method of using ghost energy to flash and move, it is an ability that Xiao Tanji learned directly after equipping the sentry armor.
Spectral energy is the energy guarantee that the Templars hide their bodies and instantly enter the enemy formation.
Previously, Xiao Tanji was just because the energy was not enough, so there was no way to separate a separate set of circuits in the body for the transformation of ghost energy.
Now that it has Sentinel Armor, it has the conditions to transform the power of ghostly energy.
You can use abilities such as teleportation and stealth.
These techniques are undoubtedly the things that Lin An is most coveted now, but he has no power seed in his body.
It didn't change synchronously with the little detective's ghostly energy.
Follow the explanation given by the little tanji to understand.
Psionic energy and ghost energy are two forms of energy, and for the star spirit, it is like leaving traces of shadows in a place where there is light.
It's something that blends together like a taiji diagram but is incredibly natural.
So it's not that I don't have ghost energy in my body...... It's just that he hasn't been able to understand the true meaning of light and shadow, so he can't use this energy.
Lin An has always felt that the rhetoric is very, although he can understand that the concept of machine soul is not the same as the so-called artificial intelligence, mechanical awakening is as simple as that.
But in terms of enlightenment, he is still flesh and blood, and he is a human being who can taste the ups and downs.
As a result, he was compared to a robot in metaphysics, which made him feel a little ridiculous.
However, if this is the case, there is no room for him to refute it.
Moreover, Xiao Tanji's ability to use ghost energy can be regarded as a real increase in combat power, and he doesn't seem to have any need to be jealous of this kind of thing.
Far from it.
In short, with the help of Xiao Tanji's speed and teleportation, he finally locked on to the target before the man's trace disappeared completely.
……
Dark clouds shrouded the bright moon, and the young man in the trench coat quickly left the sniper scene after firing that shot.
Riding an unusually ordinary-looking motorcycle, he sped down the silent and deserted streets.
A distance of three and a half kilometers.
This was the distance between him when he killed Wu Liqun's idiot.
The distance is 3,500 meters, not to mention whether there are any guns in the world that can shoot bullets as destructive as thunder pestles.
This terrifying effective firing distance alone is not comparable to that of ordinary iron guns.
Naturally, the firearm that the young man in the trench coat used to monitor the kills was not a simple sniper rifle.
Dragon Cannon!
This was the type of first mechsoul beast he had signed.
The term beast is somewhat biased.
Because as a mecha soul beast unique to the Guardian Legion of the Mecha Alliance, this thing is a self-disciplined gun with four legs.
The effective shooting distance is about five kilometers, and it can hold six thunder pestles at a time, and there is an elevation angle of about seventy-two degrees for the machine soul beast to adjust and shoot independently.
Without any melee combat capabilities, running out of ammo is a waste.
Under all these restrictions, he only gained the ability to strike beyond visual range, and the destructive power far beyond the first-order beast summoning.
This is also the confidence of the man in the trench coat to snipe Wu Liqun under the noses of the two summoners.
It's not the first time he's done something like today.
But today I don't know why, and I always feel a little uneasy in my heart.
"Am I overly worried? I always feel like something is chasing me behind my back.。。 ”
The man in the trench coat muttered to himself on a motorcycle, as a professional killer, he still understands the truth that he misses a blow and escapes thousands of miles.
Moreover, he still used the dragon cannon to complete the sniping from a full three kilometers away, and when the thunder pestle was struck, he had already packed his things and ran away.
Even if a summoner from the Advanced Detection Department discovered something, he didn't have the ability to catch up with him in such a short period of time.
But why is there still a faint uneasiness in my heart?
The motorcycle's throttle was pulled to the top with the turn of the man in the trench coat.
The two-wheeled "steed" under his driving galloped at a speed of one hundred and seventy miles through the deserted streets in the middle of the night.
The roar of the engine, the sound of the wind whistling in his ears, and the street scene that disappeared in an instant, all these secret words representing extreme speed were constantly soothing his restless heart.
[Maybe I'm thinking too much, right? 】
The man in the trench coat silently said this in his heart, and then he felt a strong wind hit behind him.
The "horse" that followed his posture was as difficult to control as if it had suddenly gone berserk,
The next moment, the butt sitting on the waist of the car suddenly sank, and the engine fell directly on the asphalt, rubbing a long series of sparks.
At this time, the man in the trench coat realized what had happened.
His previous hunch was correct, his motorcycle, which was more than 170 mph, was actually split in the process of driving!
How could there be such a thing!!