"It's Qiu Tian, a member of the Qiu family, the Qiu family has several true gods, and they are very favored by Biluo Dazun~~"

"This kid is in trouble~~"

"That's right, the Qiu family relies on the shili in the sect, often oppresses the same family, and even reaches out to the dynasty outside, cultivates their own private shili, and masters the artifact of Sheji......"

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"Friend, you're too much~~"

Zhou Sheng was not too angry, after all, this kind of thing is common in many places, and some even go too far.

But if you offend him, at least there will be no good end.

I still remember that year, in Bianliang City, he strangled his father to death. So the most terrifying people on this shijie are not those who look terrible and kill people without blinking, but crazy people with gentle faces and unbelievable methods.

"Excessively, you kid dare to talk to me, who gave you the guts?", the man roared, and then slapped him.

Hitting someone doesn't hit him in the face, but his goal is his face.

This palm was lucky, and the palm of his hand carried a faint golden glow. If he strikes him, every stone will be shattered.

He had a sinister smile on his face, as if he could see the teeth flying and blood splattering.

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It seems like a long time has passed, and it seems like only a moment.

The crisp slap did not sound.

A steady hand grabbed the man's wrist, immobilizing him. This hand is very thick, with some thick black hair on the back of the hand, and the wrist is also very thick.

A big man who was two and a half meters tall and more than a head taller than ordinary people grabbed the man's hand.

He has a middle-aged face and a scar on his face. From the cheeks all the way to the chin. It's horrible to laugh at. Like a big centipede, it's like a zipper.

Wire-like stubble, short hair that blows up straight, and a military camouflage uniform that is very tight, revealing large muscles inside, and a faint trace of blood and dirt on the clothes. The bloody gas that can't be washed from the bones.

Behind him was a heavy military truck, with a rugged appearance and large tires that had been crushed by the weight of the vehicle.

The truck was loaded with at least more than 10,000 tons of beast carcasses.

Direction from the car. You can clearly see a road that has been flattened by wheels, and the hard bluestone ground has been crushed.

At the same time, there was a line of blood on the road, and the blood of the beast on the truck was dripping and dripping.

The carcass of the beast was blurred, like a pile of carrion, with many flies nailed to it, and some of the corpses had maggots with white flowers, and there were nests of white eggs at the wounds, which was very human.

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The man's face was pale, as he felt as if his wrist was being clamped hard by red-hot soldering iron pliers.

"Feng Qiu, you bastard, let go of me. I can't spare you......"

The big man grinned, revealing his white teeth. There is still a little raw flesh between the teeth, Zhou Sheng is very sure, it is human flesh!

"Qiu Tian, you are a soft egg, and you are here to bully newcomers, you only have this ability......"

"You let me go, I'm going to complain about you, you bastard......"

"It's boring, you're just a, you're beaten and cried when you fight, and you'll just run to find your mother......"

The big man let go of the man's wrist, and Zhou Sheng clearly heard a slight sound, and there was a gap in the man's wrist bones.

His face was pale with pain, and large drops of sweat were dripping from his forehead.

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The man named Feng Qiu patted Zhou Sheng's shoulder again, Zhou Sheng's body sank down, and his feet had already entered the ground a few centimeters.

He was like a stake, smashed down with a sledgehammer.

"Haha, boy, I can save you once, I can't save you a second time, good luck ......"

His big fist slammed Zhou Sheng's chest a few times, banging, like a drum, "Stained, good body, good figure, haha~~"

Zhou Sheng's face was expressionless, he was not a person who accepted the favor of others.

A gentleman doesn't eat what he eats, although Zhou Sheng is not a gentleman, but he doesn't have to accept alms from others, because he has his own way to solve things, a very simple way.

He picked up his fist and smashed his fist on the man's temple in the midst of lightning sparks, without anyone expecting it and without seeing it clearly~~

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When everyone came back to their senses and saw the scene in front of them, they began to vomit.

Half of the man's face was blurred with blood, and he could see the jawbones and teeth inside, and his eyeballs were bulging, no!

The eyeballs were squeezed out of their sockets, and some of the deformed sockets were bleeding black.

The other half of his face was also humanoid, and the skull that housed the hemispheres of his brain was badly deformed.

The skull resembles a flattened football, a can, a plastic bottle......

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"Woo~~"

"Woo~~"

The man was wailing, but his mouth was rotten and he couldn't pronounce it properly. Even if you want to cry, it is impossible to cry, and the tear ducts may be broken. Even if it doesn't break, the tube leading the tear duct to the eyeball is twisted and blocked.

Dahan glanced at the man who had no human appearance, his expression was also stunned, and then daxiao said: "It's a man, with a handle, I like it."

He waved his thick arms to disperse the crowd.

"Look at everything, don't let me get out of here, a bunch of unplanted things, be careful that I pinch and pop your eggs......."

His hand clicked hard, and a three-ripe egg was crushed by him, and the yolk was on his hand.

He kept holding the eggs, and he ate half of the egg whites, and he didn't peel the skin when he ate the eggs, but it seemed that he didn't like the yolks very much, so he ate them carefully. Otherwise, with his big mouth, this egg can be stuffed in.

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The men felt a little chilly underneath them, and subconsciously put their legs together. And I felt cold, and I couldn't help but wilt.

The women were disgusted by the vulgarity of his words, many shy women walked away with red faces, and some bold and hot women looked down at the men around them. A sneering smile appeared on his face. It seemed to be laughing at the little matchstick.

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Zhou Sheng squatted down. He patted the man's deformed face and dipped his hand in blood.

He didn't care, and as if no one was around, he pulled the large-caliber musket and the heavy bullet from the man's body and pocketed it.

zuihou searched up and down again, and took out a delicate little wooden box from his arms, the workmanship was beautiful, and the contents inside must be very valuable, so. He also took it.

"Boy, next time you want to bully someone, step on it first, otherwise you will be easily stepped on......"

He stomped the man's head into the hard stone slab and crushed it with the sole of his shoe.

Simple and rough way, solved ~~

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"Haha, let's go, go to the tavern for a drink, I'll pay for it. What's the point of these broken books, it's better to burn them on fire......"

Feng Qiu warmly invited.

Zhou Sheng sat in the passenger seat of the military truck.

The truck starts up. The engine rumbled and drove on the pothole-ridden road. The truck's doors rattled.

There is black smoke and hot air billowing from the exhaust pipe in the back, this big guy doesn't know how many years it has been driven, I believe it won't be long before the engine doesn't explode, it will fall apart......

The man's driving jishu is quite skilled, he drives very fast, and the ground is uneven, so the car is very bumpy.

The side of the road is also uneven, and there is a small hill that leads out of the library city.

There are scattered cities dozens of kilometers west of the library, all of which were established by dynasties on the mainland, mixed with dragons and snakes, and the purpose of the establishment of these cities is to sort out the books collected by those dynasties and countries first, and then transport them to the library city.

The truck's destination was there, a small city called Skystar.

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Feng Qiu touched the stubble and said to Zhou Sheng, who was fiddling with the musket there: "Boy, you are too heavy, the girl who didn't put the girl is a member of the Qiu family, and it will cause you trouble......"

"I didn't kill him~~"

"It's more troublesome, it's better to kill it, it's a hundred......"

"It's okay, I'm not afraid, I have Argenpus behind me, he said he is very powerful, he can cover my ......"

Feng Qiu was obviously stunned, his hand was crooked, and then hahadaxiao got up.

"Agaples? Is this old fellow, isn't he dead? Didn't he say a few years ago that his new potion exploded, and he was blown up, so why is he still alive?"

"A few years ago, he was still on the ship, and I was also on the ship, so what you heard was a rumor~~"

"Oh, but don't trust this old fellow too much, although he is not afraid of anyone, this old fellow is notoriously difficult to mess with, but he can't protect you all the time, there will always be a time to nap, and this old fellow will forget everything when he studies the potion......"

"It's still okay, I can hold it!"

Zhou Sheng filled a crude bullet into the musket, which had no crosshairs and was handmade and difficult to aim.

The black musket muzzle sticks out of the tattered windshield of the truck, and waits.

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The truck was still bumpy, Zhou Sheng's hands were steady, and his breathing was almost still.

He felt that he was the gun in his hand, and the gun was the person.

He loves bows and arrows, and this feeling of aiming and hitting a target from a distance is refreshing. This musket looks cooler than a bow and arrow.

Full of explosiveness, explosiveness, like a flame, spirits, burning, hot, that's what men love.

Half an hour later, his eyes narrowed slightly, licked his dry lips, and... Shoot!

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The finger bones use a lot of force, as this primitive-looking firearm is more difficult to control than the well-made and small guns.

It takes a lot of force to pull the trigger, and the power of the bullet basically comes from the liliang that the finger attaches to it.

The more force used, the longer the range.

A large canopy of sparks came out of the muzzle of the gun, and then there was gunsmoke, and Zuihou heard the gunshot.

The bullets flew out.

Bullets are flying.

If you slow down, you can clearly see that the trajectory is a straight line, not a curved parabola, and this is true throughout.

In fact, the trajectory of most of the bullets is a curved parabola, which at first appears to be a straight line due to the large kinetic energy. But later, especially if the range is very long, the kinetic energy of the bullet decreases, and it will deviate from the trajectory and become a parabola.

The resistance of the air, the force of the wind, these subtle factors are all the reasons that affect the bullet to deviate from the orbit.

The slightest mistake is a thousand miles.

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Zhou Sheng was pushed back heavily by the thrust of the back seat of the musket, and his body swung slightly, as for his hands, he had already been numb, and now the musket was still buzzing and trembling.

The chamber of the gun is hot, like a red-hot soldering iron, and the red light can be seen, and the barrel is slightly bent.

It's really difficult to see how much heat energy is generated by the friction between the bullet and the chamber just now.

Now the bullet that is flying, no! can no longer be called a bullet, the bullet is melted by the heat energy generated by friction, and is now a small mass of metallic liquid.

The liquid metal killed a small rat five miles away that was poking out of a rat hole.

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Feng Qiu's eyes could clearly see what was five miles away, and he grasped the steering wheel with one hand and extended his thumb with the other.

"Good marksmanship, have you practiced it before?"

"No, it's the first time I shoot, I've learned a bow and arrow before, I like it very much~~"

"How did it feel to shoot for the first time?"

"Cool!" After he settled down, he said, "Very cool!"

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The truck drove by, splashing up a cloud of dust.

In this silent wasteland, no one noticed the dead mouse, and Feng Qiu didn't notice either, the mouse was killed from the position of the eyeball.

Except for the left eyeball, the rest of the room is very intact......

No one notices this, and this unfortunate rat will also be buried in the yellow sand.

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The truck drove all the way to Celestial Star City, but a large crowd gathered at the city gate.

The people in the crowd looked angry, held rocks in their hands, and clattered to the big truck from a long distance.

The tattered windshield in front was even more torn.

"My car~~"

Feng Qiu let out a terrible wail, as if he had lost his most beautiful haode thing......

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PS: Chapter 3.

I watched Conan for most of the day today, and I have some ideas, who dares to let me try it? (To be continued......)