The moonlight was cold, and the Barnier Chamber of Commerce stronghold was shrouded in darkness at night, and only scattered points of light could be seen

As a chamber of commerce stronghold with a somewhat sensitive nature, there are far more armed guards and thugs inside the manor than other chambers of commerce.

Especially when the chairman himself is based in the headquarters, there are many more guards and thugs than before.

As a smuggler, Barnier, a slave trader, is a kind of outlaw in the shadows, and Barnier has a persistent pursuit of armed forces.

At this moment, in the quiet night of the Flower City, there is also a very sufficient force in the chamber of commerce stronghold to guard in various places.

The night breeze was slightly cool, and one of the guards was yawning boredly, when suddenly his eyes burst out, and there was an extra bloody hole in his temple, and his whole body fell to the ground weakly.

In the next second, Amy's figure quickly ran up and dragged the guard's body into the darkness.

"Eleventh, Amy, I think it's a bit slow to kill like this, or we shouldn't hide like this."

An Ling turned his pistol in his hand and walked lightly to Amy.

"Just shoot all the way and kill it."

To be honest, An Ling originally thought that Amy would take her to complete a covert and precise assassination experience.

Unexpectedly, Amy's proposal was a plan to kill the light. Of course, An Ling also likes this plan, and it's boring to kill like this, and it's so secretly poked and poked.

It's better for the two of them to have unparalleled firepower directly, and rush in with muzzle fire all the way, which is also an experience.

I saw Amy look around and whispered, "No, there are too many magicians here, and it is not something we can deal with if we rush to it." It is also easy to startle snakes. ”

"Just be quiet, and kill them all in a hidden way."

At the mention of the word kill, there was not a trace of emotion in Amy's voice.

Amy had a hatred for the slave trader Barnier, and hated every one of his armed men. In her eyes, this is the kind of person who destroyed her home, so everyone deserves to die like this.

A very simple and simple concept is "do things for Barnier, take it and damn it".

"Hey! Why are you so long. ”

At this moment, another thug of the guard approached, carrying a torch in his hand.

Amy immediately lifted her rifle, took aim, the magic condensed, and when he walked in a little more, she pulled the trigger, the streamer flashed, and the guard fell to the ground.

She immediately ran up again, dragging the body into the darkness and hiding.

"Let's move on."

Amy gestured to An Ling, and the two continued to shuttle through the house.

They are like a stream of death in the night, silent and incomparably cold, and everything that enters their field of vision is immediately and silently gone.

Amy's rifle has obviously undergone a certain amount of rigging, with a significant change in sound attenuation, a longer charge of power, a smaller trajectory, and greater penetration.

This change has the advantage of being a god in the face of monsters, but it is useful to kill people, especially assassinations.

And not to mention the shadow bullet in An Ling's hand, which was originally shot silently and without a trajectory, and the person who was shot was like a god of death who suddenly died suddenly for some reason.

Under the silent attack of the two, the many guards in the courtyard of the chamber of commerce's stronghold house decreased like snowflakes.

Soon, Amy didn't need to deliberately hide the body, because at the moment the dead were the majority, and the living were the scarce side, and it didn't matter if she hid the body.

And An Ling also experienced a special pleasure in such a special killing. Although such a secret poke and poke killing was grinding, the feeling of life disappearing silently in his hands also made him feel a different kind of pleasure.

Time seemed to flow unusually slowly during the long nights, and soon Anling and Amy had killed almost everyone in the colony.

Only the main building of the slave trader Barney remained untouched.

At this moment, the main building where Barney is located is still lit up, indicating that the owner of the building should not have fallen asleep. It's just that I didn't notice anything strange outside the building, otherwise it shouldn't have been so calm.

"An Ling, how much magic power do you have left, and can you still fight codes?"

Outside the main building, Amy looked at An Ling and asked.

An Ling smiled faintly.

, raised his arm and said, "It's enough, and then you can have a big war." ”

"Really?"

Amy muttered and turned away.

Unlike An Ling's self-confidence, her face was a little pale, and the magic power in her body was actually not very childbearing. There were far more guards in the manor than expected, draining too much of her mana.

But the goal was close at hand, and she wouldn't give up. With only the remaining magic power, Amy also has the confidence to kill whoever is supposed to be.

"An Ling, Barnier has three golden magic level bodyguards by his side, and he hardly leaves his side."

"So what are you going to do next?"

An Ling asked softly.

Amy raised her eyelids and slowly took out three orange-red bullets and pressed them into the magazine of her rifle.

"An Ling, are you sure that you can hold back the three golden magicians?"

For the first time, Anling saw Amy put a physical bullet into her gun.

Curiosity flashed slightly in his heart, and An Ling immediately said confidently:

"After adventuring together for so long, doesn't Amy still believe in my strength?"

"By the way, Amy, what are these bullets?."

Amy exhaled and said, "I have prepared three incendiary bullets, each of which can kill a golden powerhouse with the blessing of my magic power, ignoring their protective magic. ”

"So powerful?"

An Ling raised his eyebrows, and was puzzled: "With such a powerful bullet existing, why hasn't the magic gun become a mainstream weapon?" ”

"Because ......"

Amy thought for a moment and whispered, "This kind of bullet has a long production cycle, and the materials required are also very rare and expensive. And...... This is my father's personal design, a special legacy left to me. ”

"That's right."

An Ling nodded, and didn't ask Amy's father where he had gone. He continued: "What about that slave smuggler Barnier, what did he do. ”

"If we fight, we may startle the snake, and he will slip away in advance."

"Don't worry about that."

Amy softly pulled out a magic scroll.

"Ask Tomaki to buy a soul magic scroll in the Wizards' Guild, and the magic in it can put ordinary people and low-magic people into a deep sleep."

"Before the battle is over, let Barnier get some sleep. _o_m ”

"Wow."

It was the first time for An Ling to experience such a well-prepared battle, and his eyes immediately lit up and he was eager to try.

"Now that everything is ready, let's get started."

Amy nodded, slowly led An Ling closer to the main building, and then opened the magic scroll in her hand.

The magic light lit up, and the melodious and tactful low sound slowly spread out, refreshing people's hearts.