There are many types of sniper rifles, and they vary in power.

The bullets fired from the gun in front of him belonged to the level of a sniper rifle with relatively high power.

What model does it correspond to, Xia Yanzhen doesn't know, after all, he is not an expert in firearms.

I've only experienced some of the bullets fired by sniper rifles.

A rough judgment is enough.

"Whew-"

It was the sound of the air valve opening again, and the second bullet was also taken by Xia Yanzhen.

The rate of fire was not very fast, and there was a full five seconds between the two shots.

Xia Yanzhen looked at the end of the aisle, the end of the gray-white spear was connected to two pipes, and the pipes were connected to a metal can, which was carried behind the man.

"Steam firearms."

Munster's identity profile contains a blink of information about the firearm.

The elite officers of Grand Field will be equipped with this firearm in the face of some big events.

Except for the slight bulkiness of carrying a metal canister on his back, it was far superior to a musket at the level of Mauser.

It has a fast rate of fire (compared to the Mauser), is powerful, has high accuracy, and has a very soft voice.

There was only the sound of the gas valve, and the shot was fired from a long distance, and the gunfire could not be heard even if it was hit.

Both shots were taken by Xia Yanzhen.

The gun-wielding man's face changed, and he pressed a certain button on the gun.

Xia Yanzhen's keen hearing heard some mechanical transmission sounds, coming from the metal canister that the man was carrying.

"Who are you?"

The man slowly stepped back with his gun in his hand and asked loudly.

"Ripper." Xia Yanzhen replied with a smile.

The moment the man answered, he pulled the trigger.

This time, the sound of the air valve was louder, and a red bullet was caught by Xia Yanzhen.

However, this time there was a slight difference in the way of arrest.

The first two Xia Yan really went directly to the palm of his hand, and the bullet hit his palm directly.

The deformation falls.

But this time, Xia Yanzhen did not pick it up from the front, but grabbed the bullet from the side.

This tuned bullet is more powerful and faster than the first two.

Xia Yanzhen's hands were ground out with black-red scars.

"Boom!"

When Xia Yanzhen grabbed the bullet with a strong grip, the bullet suddenly exploded while deforming.

The firelight and impact forcibly broke away from Xia Yanzhen's fingers.

At the last moment, Xia Yanzhen shook his hand and retreated.

Flames licked in front of him, scorching blasts blowing through his hair with sparks.

"It's going to explode, almost becoming Loki."

Xia Yanzhen smiled and looked at his left hand.

The palms of his hands turned black and red, and blood dripped down.

But it's not serious, with his recovery power, wash and bandage, and he will be able to recover tomorrow morning. - only the flesh was wounded, not the bones.

With the more powerful bullet and the explosion effect, Xia Yanzhen's eyes changed slightly when he looked at the steam spear.

Good weapon, I just don't know if it's equipment.

The man continued to back away and fired another shot.

Xia Yanzhen stepped forward, his head tilted, and easily avoided the bullets.

Bullets exploded into the wall behind him.

This time, without the initial blocking of Xia Yanzhen's palm, the shock wave set off a gust of wind in the aisle.

Half of the thick walls of the villa were blown through.

It didn't completely explode because in the middle of the brick and wood structure was a steel plate.

Xia Yanzhen glanced back: "It's worthy of a steampunk ......"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the man had already retreated to the hall of the villa.

There were two more people here, holding the same steam gun as him, aiming at Xia Yanzhen.

Only this time, they didn't dare to shoot at random anymore.

The opponent can dodge the bullets, even if the three of them fire at the same time, it is not enough to form a rain of bullets to seal all the dodge space to ensure a hit.

Even, even if he hits, can he really kill him?

Don't look at Xia Yanzhen's palm, which is still slowly dripping blood.

But grabbing the blood bomb with flesh and blood, crushing it, resisting the explosion, just being injured and dripping blood, is already very appalling.

A person who has been hit by a blood bomb should normally have no bones left.

Xia Yanzhen walked over slowly, and the three of them involuntarily stepped back.

"Put it down."

At this time, there was a voice from the other side of the stairs.

A tall middle-aged man walked down and looked directly at Xia Yanzhen.

This is a man with a delicate beard and meticulously combed hair.

He was wearing pajamas that looked expensive, but what didn't match his delicate and noble dress was his figure and appearance.

The huge general's belly and fat face, even if there is an elongated height, it is difficult to reduce the overall roundness.

It's like a person who came out of a minotaur book.

It's just that the lips are pale and very empty.

One look at the person's figure and dress can tell why there are still people starving to death in the Lington slum.

If you hang him under the street lamp, you have to worry about breaking the street lamp.

Oh, and the low street lamps in Linton probably won't be able to hang this guy.

Is this also in the minds of your group of capitalists?

This one, I'm afraid, is the coal boss, the big capitalist, the new aristocrat, Baron Barth.

With Baron Barth's words, the three men no longer aimed at Xia Yanzhen.

It is worth noting that they put their guns on their shoulders, and the man who fired the first shot had a slight tremor in his hands.

It is clear that the weight of this gun is not light.

It is not easy to hold for a long time.

Baron Bart went to the soft sofa in the hall and sat down, picked up his pipe and took a puff, swallowing the smoke and hiding his face in the smoke.

His massive body sank into the couch.

Xia Yanzhen could even hear an overwhelming sound that he didn't know if it was metal or wood.

"Who are you and what do you want to do?" Baron Bart asked.

Regarding Xia Yan's true identity, he still knows.

What's the name of the little patrol officer in Grand Field?

I don't know.

And as things develop, this identity on the surface is no longer important.

Baron Bart wanted to know Xia Yan's true identity and purpose.

"Jack the Ripper." Xia Yanzhen said.

"You're not." Baron Bart was categorical.

"You know I'm not?" Xia Yanzhen asked, "So, do you know anything about Jack the Ripper?" ”

For Jack the Ripper, Munster didn't know much about it.

Or rather, all the knowledge comes from the newspaper news.

There was no real access to the relevant case files.

The baron was so sure that he was not Jack the Ripper that he probably knew something.

Case......

"Huh."

Baron Bart chuckled and was about to say something.

Xia Yanzhen suddenly moved like thunder.

Between the wind and thunder, accompanied by various cracking sounds, he had broken through the barrier of heavy furniture such as sofas and coffee tables and came to the baron.

Before a few people could react, Xia Yanzhen had already grabbed Baron Bart and rushed towards the gate.

It was so fast that by the time he smashed through the gate, the three men hadn't even raised their guns to aim.

The ground under his feet shattered, and after rushing out of the villa, Xia Yanzhen jumped up and jumped into the air.

"Unblocked."

He chose to lift Tiamat's seal.

Tiamat appeared in the sky, her huge wings spread, and Xia Yanzhen landed right on its back.

Tiamat sank slightly, turned his head to look, rose to a height, and flew into the clouds that lingered all year round over Lington.

The three bodyguards were "belated", and none of them could see Tiamat's existence.

"You...... You ......"

In the cold sky, Baron Barth's body trembled slightly, because of the cold, and because of the fear brought by the sudden change of things.

"You're so interesting."

Xia Yanzhen controlled Baron Bart and tore open his pajamas and the skin on his chest!

Beneath the realistic skin, Baron Barth's chest is inlaid with a layer of iron armor.

There were a lot of blood lines looming in the black iron armor, like human capillaries.

Xia Yanzhen tore Baron Barth's arm again, and there was a little soft, thick fake skin on his legs.

The non-articular parts of his limbs were also covered with a layer of iron armor.

Including the back is no exception.

These iron armors make Baron Bart far heavier than ordinary people.

Xia Yanzhen had already felt it when he grabbed Baron Bart.

Baron Bart wasn't as fat as he appeared to be - of course, the face was real.

At the same time, it is much heavier than it seems.

When Tiamat carried the two of them, he sank slightly, but he didn't estimate the weight.

Of course, even if Baron Barth's actual weight is two of him.

For Tiamat, it was not an unbearable burden.

Baron Barth, who was stripped naked in the real sense, looked at Xia Yanzhen and seemed to want to say something.

Xia Yanzhen grabbed him and threw him forward.

With a terrible cry, Baron Bart began to free fall after flying an arc.

The iron armor covered with the body is an unbreakable fortress and life-saving armor in the face of ordinary attacks.

Now, it has become a death talisman.

Baron Bart sobbed.

The miserable screams also stopped abruptly, and he passed out of fear and pressure.

"Ahh

When he woke up again, he was doing what he hadn't done before he fell unconscious.

In a panic, he reached out and touched his body, touching the "armor" with a certain temperature, and then touching other places to make sure that he was intact.

Bart relaxed, sweating like rain for a while.

"Is it your creativity to be able to nail iron armor to your body, or is it a common hobby of you nobles?"

In the darkness ahead, there was a question.

That's when Bart realized his environment.

The sky had completely darkened, only a little more light than the night.

He was unconscious for at least half an hour.

Surrounded by wildly grown trees.

It's untouched woodland, at least on the outskirts of Lington, where there are woods.

Or further.

"I ......," Bart began, trying to say something.

"Think about it before you make a sound." Xia Yanzhen walked out of the darkness and reminded.

Suddenly, Bart felt a gust of fishy wind blowing in his face, and a terrifying aura came from behind him.

Then, a bloody mouth hung over his head like an iron cage.

The sharp teeth resembled daggers, piercing slightly into the neck, which was made up of several layers of flesh.

Tiamat opened his mouth and could bite off Bart's head as long as he gently closed it.

On the neck, there is no iron armor to protect him.

Bart is also not the undead beast from the previous mission.

"What I need is effective communication." Xia Yanzhen finished speaking.

Tiamat's mouth left Bart's head.

Let the "reborn" he gasp for breath.

After catching his breath, Bart said, "No, this slave has nothing to do with the nobles. ”

The "extraordinary power" of this mission world began to unfold in front of Xia Yanzhen.