If someone who has not been professionally trained suddenly uses a revolver, will it be accurate?

He quickly lifted the hem of his garment, pinned the revolver diagonally into his waistband, and then picked up the sword on the table and pinned it to his left belt.

After doing this, Wei Gu Shu pulled out another long knife from the black K sheath, lifted it with one hand, checked it to confirm the center of gravity and weight, and nodded with satisfaction after confirming that it was a weapon in hand.

He held the long knife, which was originally designed for use with both hands, in one hand, and unceremoniously carried all the weapons on the table with him.

But Wei Gushu didn't go to the door in front of him for the first time, but turned his head directly to the door of the carriage leading to the next carriage behind him, looked for it, quickly found the anti-lock switch, and locked the door twice without hesitation.

After doing this, he carried the long knife and walked towards the gate without any inner fluctuations, and trampled on the black viscous blood on the soles of his feet.

Although the original position of Wei Gushu was far away from the carriage, how long could a carriage be long?

After walking for a while, he reached the door of the carriage with a bloody water, and gently carried his left hand on the door handle.

There were sparse voices behind him, Wei Gushu didn't pay attention to those voices, as if he didn't feel the danger behind the door in front of him, and opened the door directly with an expressionless face.

A long, dark xenomorph lay on the ground, banging on the car door with its hand, and beneath it was the corpse of a woman.

The corpse's neat and delicate shirt was soaked with blood, its internal organs were turned out, and its thighs were twisted out at a strange angle that humans couldn't twist, and Bai Sensen's stubble pierced through the back of her chest.

The most bizarre thing is that her head is missing, leaving only Bai Sensen's spine and throat exposed outside the broken neck, Bai Sensen's reminds Wei Senshu of the drain pipe of an old-fashioned washing machine.

The emaciated figure crouching beside the corpse, the skeleton on the top of its head resembling that of an old human, but dark in color, with a pair of tiny and bloodthirsty pupils in the deeply sunken eye holes.

Before, it brutally dismembered the girl, and then furiously tried to smash open the locked door, if you exclude the shock of this monster and the fear of the corpse, this situation is not difficult to understand.

It didn't seem to expect that the door was not smashed open by itself, but was opened, and it froze in place for a moment, and then a cruel smile appeared on its old man-like appearance, and its slender arms and long squatting legs were about to spread out and sweep towards the human in front of it.

Its reaction is not unpleasant, and its movements are even more strange and contrary to common sense, presumably ordinary people will not have time to react when they see this scene, and they will be quickly killed like the corpse of the girl on the ground, and then turn into its flesh and blood toy.

It's a pity that the moment when he was stunned in place was shorter than a breath for ordinary people, but for Wei Gushu, he was enough to make a move.

- He had already held the two-handed knife high behind him before opening the door, as if he were carrying it on his back.

The moment he opened the door and saw the thin elder-like anomaly, his right hand, hanging behind him, grasped the end of the long handle of both hands.

This will make the grip farther away from the center of gravity, which means that it is more difficult to swing, but the advantage of this is that the force of the slash will bring the strength of the swing, like a whip.

The indescribable tremendous power burst out from the soles of Wei Gushu's feet, waist, upper arms, lower arms, fingers, and every muscle, bone and muscle, like flowing water, pouring the entire blade into the blade, making it extremely fast and swift when it was slashed.

It was obviously a two-handed heavy knife, but it was like a black air when it was waved in his hand at this moment!

"Quack........ Huh......?"

The long black knife was like chopping wood into the old man's head, splitting the long sparse hair, splitting the hard skull, splitting the flesh, splitting the brain, splitting all the facial bones.

This knife unreasonably slashed deep into the lower lip of the abnormal skull under the unreasonable power of Wei Gushu! It turned out to be all those skeletal muscles along the way in half.

The anomaly made a weak rattling sound, and wondered why this person didn't have the slightest panic. Why didn't this person hesitate in the slightest? Why is this man's knife so fast?

It didn't need to understand, for it had lost its life, and it was in shock, its small, venignant eyes slowly falling to its sides with the severed head.

Suddenly, black blood spurted out violently from his chest cavity and half-left mouth, and the blood mist quickly made the roof of the car stained with dark black, and the sound was like a small evening breeze.

The sword of Wei Gu was extremely accurate and fast in terms of speed, strength, and even the timing of that moment.

His knife was as heavy and swift as an axe thrown out into the anomalous skull behind the door, slicing the entire skull open.

But neither the separated head nor the splashed black blood could make any change in his expression, and Wei Gushu was as calm as if he had thrown garbage.

Because he knows that it doesn't end there.

After slashing out that amazing knife, Wei Gushu's right hand quickly released the tail of the hilt he was holding, and held the hilt of the sword at his waist with his backhand, and with the force of twisting his waist, a black cold light exploded from the black sheath on his waist.

It was the black iron sword that had been placed on the table before, then pinned to his waist, and now he had pulled it out of its sheath with his backhand.

This sword is dark all over, only the edge of the blade is evenly with a layer of polished edge cold light, and only this sword light can reflect brilliance in the dark.

The sword was like an indestructible iron nail in Wei Gushu's backhand hand, and as he turned abruptly, it stabbed something in the darkness behind him with extreme precision.

It was a thin, black skull identical to the old man's skull that had just been split, only smaller, more rapid, less human-like than some giant insect.

It didn't know when it quietly crawled through the carriage, waiting for Wei Jushu to open the door so that it could attack with the anomaly behind the door, and even if the anomaly failed to kill Wei Jujutsu in one shot, it could wait for the two to fight and wait for the opportunity to move.

But it's a pity that it didn't expect Wei Gushu's knife to be so fast and react so calmly, but what it didn't expect the most was this backhand sword.

The tremendous force pierced its skull with the backhand sword, smashing its soaring body horizontally on the top of the train, and then piercing through its head and the iron sheet of the carriage.

Black blood sprayed out on the other side of the carriage, and the huge force passed through the skull and the iron sheet, shattering the glass of the carriage together, and only one hilt of the entire long sword was left outside, and the entire sword body was gone, and a small sword tip protruded from the outer wall of the carriage.