The wind pressure driven by the bullet ruffled the broken hair in front of the forehead.

The opponent's shooting level is very high, and from a distance of 100 meters, one shot actually hit his forehead. You must know that Ye Suqin is not stationary, but quickly maneuvers and runs left and right.

It is necessary to accurately shoot the headshot from a position 100 meters away. It takes not only luck, but also a high level of tactical knowledge and sophisticated shooting experience.

The other party is just an ordinary person.

He thought he was hiding well, but under Ye Suqin's gaze, he was exposed, it was just a boy who looked like he was only twelve years old.

Ye Suqin turned his head and accurately dodged this killer shot.

His body shook, and in an instant it turned into a streamer, so fast that it only left an afterimage in the eyes of his opponent.

The black streamer ran serpentinely at a rapid speed, and the uneven and scattered ruins, cracked earth, craters of wastewater, and knee-high weeds did not hinder the black shadow in the slightest.

For the first time, a look of fear appeared on the boy's face.

Apparently the course of events was beyond all the boy's inherent knowledge.

Ye Suqin grabbed him by the throat and lifted him up above his head. The child struggled, reaching out to try to pull open the palm that was firmer than a vice, trying to kick and kick with his stunted, short, slender feet. He struggled, the desire to survive written all over his face.

However, this did not make Ye Suqin have any mercy at all.

In the past few years, on the battlefield, he has seen a lot of various things, and he will not show mercy to his subordinates because the other party is a child.

The children here are different from the children of peacetime, their eyes are full of hatred, struggle, cruelty and tyranny, without the slightest innocence and innocence.

They are a generation that grew up under the killing.

Mercy, both for them and for Ye Suqin himself, is extremely expensive, because they will not give up their determination to kill you because of your mercy.

This, after all, is the era of individual cannibalism.

Especially the wilderness that has lost its legal and moral shackles.

For a nano holder, killing such a child will not be more strenuous than pinching a cockroach to death. But Ye Suqin obviously underestimated the other party's determination.

Ye Suqin's pupils shrank, and he saw that the kid lifted the hem and hid a grenade in a hidden position on his lower body, compared to the fact that the other party was a girl.

The other party's hair was short, and his emaciated face was full of stains and dirt, only a pair of blazing black eyes flashed with uncomfortable stubbornness. This dirty and sloppy honor, coupled with a thin and undeveloped body, is indeed easy to confuse the genders.

Anyway, children are almost the same, men and women are the same.

The people in the wilderness, no different from beasts, without any shame, just half-faded their pants, did not hesitate to pull out the latch, and the corners of the girl's mouth were obviously brewing a cruel smile, like a cruel fallen angel in hell.

Gunshots rang out all around.

In those low rooms, a group of Boy Scouts rushed out, about four or five in number, at a tricky angle, apparently rehearsed in advance.

It's a blatant trap.

The bullet's firing trajectory blocked all the routes that Ye Suqin could escape, and a few seconds later, when the fuse time was up, the two of them would either be killed together, or he would be killed by the preset bullet trajectory.

I don't know why, Ye Suqin suddenly felt that this trap was very familiar, and he seemed to be able to vaguely recall some fragments of the past.

He drew his gun and fired several shots in succession, and the scouts who rushed out fell in an instant, all of them knocked down, and the bullets did not hit their weak bodies, but on the rifles in their hands that were taller than their people.

Many children are only seven to nine years old, and there is no innocence on their childish faces, and some are just blank and resolute. In the face of death, they have nothing to fear.

Ye Suqin was obviously merciful, and he couldn't say why he didn't take the other party's life in the first place, because it didn't fit his experience. He knows very well that leaving these children alive will not make them wake up, but will only play with you more hysterically.

And that's exactly what happened.

Ye Suqin pulled out his pistol and fired seven bullets in a row, one at a time, in fact, the trajectory of the ballistics was slightly adjusted, otherwise with his shooting level, there was no need to repeat the fate of those children.

The bullet was crossed by the trajectory line simulated by Su Qin's intuition, and the angle of the muzzle was slightly raised by a few centimeters, which made it avoid the angle that could cause injury to the child, and the bullet landed at the point of either the rifle butt, or the muzzle position, under the principle of leverage, although the gun head or butt was instantly sparsely shattered, the fragments of the machine did not kill the child, and they were tripped and fell to the ground by the gun strap around the neck because of the inertia of the bullets.

Almost the moment they hit the ground, they stood up, although they fell not lightly, and some of them had blood on their foreheads or the corners of their mouths, but they still stood up quickly, some struggled to continue to touch the gun, some turned their heads and ran into the cover, and the next moment, they rushed out again, the hot weapon was gone, they picked up the knife and gun, and rushed over as if they were dead.

There was a loud bang.

The grenade exploded, and the aftermath of the explosion shook out, and a trace of gunsmoke lingered in the air.

Ye Suqin snatched it a second before the grenade exploded, although the girl was desperately protected, but the strength of the two sides was not on the same level at all, for this reason, the girl's stubbornness and desperateness also seemed to be useless.

Ye Suqin threw the grenade out lightly, it seemed easy, but in fact, the grenade turned into a streamer and flew out a full dozen meters away before exploding.

Ye Suqin threw the child to the ground, stepped on one foot, the girl struggled a few times, found that it was in vain, and then her mouth was full of vicious swear words, and she spat on him, it seemed that she wanted to anger this guy.

The word "ignorance" is often linked to the level of culture, and for beasts, this word has no meaning, so Ye Suqin did not go to see it like a girl.

Ye Suqin used the means of grabbing to knock the children who rushed up to the ground one after another, and this time, these little ones couldn't get up anymore. For him, who has insight into the structure of the human body, there are too many means to make people suffer, but not to hurt the body, and to lose their combat effectiveness.

There was a wail underground.

The corners of the girl's eyes twitched uncontrollably.

Ye Suqin gently kicked the girl under the ribs, the girl's face suddenly turned pale, the snow-white teeth bit her lip tightly, the entire lip was bitten white, large sweat droplets appeared on her head, and the whole person curled up like a boiled prawn, constantly trembling and twitching slightly.

Obviously, what seems to be an understatement is not as easy as it seems.

Ye Suqin changed the pistol to a magazine again, and walked leisurely in this familiar training camp in the past. Cripple Peter's training camp, the rudimentary barracks built of iron sheets and wooden planks along the way, the sand paved track, and the training equipment welded with galvanized steel pipes.

No one is more familiar with the grass and trees here than Ye Suqin. He once stayed here for half a year, and he also struggled to the death here, and even killed several teammates who were training with his classmates.

Cripple Peter's way of training is crude, efficient, cheap but effective. He used the method of raising Gu to train batches of unscrupulous mercenaries, even the elderly, children, and even pregnant women and children, in his hands, they were all killers who killed people in an instant.

With a flutter of his nose, he smelled the strong smell of blood, which was common in the wilderness.

Countless pairs of eyes were peeping, and they came from every corner of the training camp.

Ye Suqin seemed to be indifferent on the surface, and secretly raised his vigilance in his heart, and sure enough, the gunfire in the camp suddenly became intense, and he also responded to the other party in a more fierce way, a semi-automatic pistol was beaten into a fully automatic, and the bullet casings fell through the trajectory lines, and as he took a firm step like a step-by-step footprint, the lines composed of bullet casings spread forward.

Ten minutes later, with several explosions at the end of the curtain, there was hardly a single opponent in the camp who could still resist.

In the back, those boys became extremely desperate, many people rushed out from various hidden places with explosive bags that lit the fuse, although at the level of Ye Suqin, it was very good to disintegrate this wave of offensive, but there were also a few people who could not be rescued, and they were swept away by the explosion in an instant and their bones were gone.

By the time Sanborn arrived in his car, only the people in the courtyard were tied.

Ye Suqin searched the entire camp, and found his body in the lame Peter's luxurious house, which was almost unsightly, his head was shot off, looking at the trajectory, it should be an execution-style execution, half of the skull was blown away by a rifle bullet, and only a mess was left in it.

There were wounds and bruises of varying degrees on his body, apparently before he died, he suffered some inhuman torture, his fingernails were pulled out, his fingers were smashed into meatloaf, and there were many bloody holes in his body, which were pierced by a knife, a knife.

It can be seen that the people who disposed of him have a deep hatred for him.

Ye Suqin's gaze kept searching, there were many new bullet holes on the walls, and there were pools of dark red dried blood stains in various places. Peter was a cautious man, and his residence was staffed by no less than ten bodyguards all year round, who also belonged to the elite of this run-down training town.

In addition to a generous salary and commission, you can enjoy the women and children in the camp as much as you want.

This is a benefit that Peter gave them, he knows how to win over those who are good at the level, the predecessors of these bodyguards are more or less from this training camp, but since the different classes, they treat the people below without the slightest mercy. Rather, it was more than Peter.

After all, Peter will still feel sorry for the price, after all, these are his goods, and a "goods" is worth hundreds of dollars. And the bodyguards don't.

In addition to taking on the role of instructors and overseers, these accomplices usually followed Peter to "hunt". The composition of the camp was complex, with some desperate people, some slaves bought cheaply by Peter from various settlements, and some captured by his slave hunters.

Judging by the traces, the rebellion was quite hasty and intense.

"Tsk!" Thornborne stood outside the door and peeked inside, looking at the bloody scene in front of him, his mouth was slurking, and he whistled, "Cripple Peter has been in this line for a long time, and he often walks by the river, how can he not get his shoes wet." Those who do this line of work will either earn a vote and leave, or sooner or later they will embark on this road, and nothing else. ”

He shrugged his shoulders, "The goods that have been looted and sold for money want to live, and the people under him want to usurp the throne, this position is a time bomb, I don't know when it will explode, but it will definitely explode." ”

Ye Suqin nodded, agreeing with this point of view.

"Those people, what are you going to do? According to the rules of the wilderness, they are now your slaves. Sanborn buttoned the bullet hole in the door frame and said casually: "I've seen it, all of them have good eyes, they are some good boys, in Geora, at least they can sell this amount." ”

He held out three fingers and shook them.

Thirty thousand.

For people in the wilderness, this is already an unimaginable astronomical amount, and in Ye Suqin's eyes, it is also the price of a Scq-2000 sniper rifle produced by the clock tower.

Many times, the price of human life cannot be measured, and sometimes it is well measured.

There were more than fifty captives lying in the courtyard, most of them were children under the age of sixteen, and in Ye Suqin's world, children of this age should be studying, not struggling under the rain of bullets.

Someone struggled to stand up, but was kicked by Sangborn, and then stood up unyieldingly, Sanborn wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Ye Suqin's eyes.

It's the girl who started at the beginning.

Ye Suqin was quite touched by her stubborn eyes, this kind of look he didn't have.

There is no anger, no sorrow, no complaining, no anger. It's calm, like a lake.

"What's your name?" Ye Suqin turned his head slightly, and looked at her very seriously, his soft voice had a crispy and numb neutral tone, there was no domineering arrogance, no wanton arrogance, his voice was very light, but it could clearly reach everyone's ears. He couldn't tell the slightest emotional fluctuation in the other party's tone, and his gaze was also very light, but looking at the person, it was as painful as being pricked by a needle.

He just stood like this, because of the advantage of height, condescending, but he didn't have the slightest feeling of looking up, but his heart was subconsciously tight.

The momentum exuded by the man was different from any person in his cognition, he was neatly dressed and his expression was indifferent, but he exuded a kind of fierceness that only a superior person had, even if he was swept by his careless gaze, he would subconsciously take a step back.

The girl was only a twelve-year-old girl after all, and under this gaze, she quickly collapsed, she bit her lip, and stubbornly said nothing.

"Her name is No.177." Someone next to him had the audacity to speak cautiously, it was a charming woman, not very good-looking, but plump enough.

In an instant, more than a dozen hot eyes looked around.

The woman stepped back, lowered her head, and continued to mumble in a low voice, "There are no names in the training camp, the number is the name, my name is No.098." Master. ”

She has recognized the current situation, the world is like this, such a person, there is nothing to condemn. Looking at the other party's active posture, this is going to completely smooth the new owner.

Ye Suqin's gaze swept around, there were those on the ground who were pretending to be dead, those who were glaring angrily, those who were decadent and sluggish, and those who gritted their teeth and were ready to tear off a piece of flesh from him.

There were fifty-seven people, nearly thirty children, and the rest were a group of women and the elderly. In this day and age, when they were abandoned over the age of forty-five, these lonely old men had to take refuge in slave traders like Peter the Cripple, who were among the least worthless of the people.

There were not many old men, only five of them, there was no life in their eyes, they were very worthless, and no one else would look at them except the slave traders, who were willing to sell them as cannon fodder to others cheaply.

Very few people in the wilderness live to be forty-five years old, and most of these old people used to have good status, and only those who are high enough can live long enough, but unfortunately, because of this and that change, they are now just walking corpses.

Ye Suqin retracted his gaze and rubbed the girl's hair with a smile, "From today onwards, your name is Ling." Rhombus is your name. ”

He pointed to the rest of them, "You're their big sister." ”