Chapter 515 God's Wrath?(1/2)
The crude gun has very low accuracy, but great power!
Within a certain range, very powerful!
Now Tang Luo is in the range of these guns, and does not dodge or avoid it.
Zhou Heiya was very smart and immediately lay on the ground, rolled to the side, and rolled behind the thick table to avoid being hit by stray bullets into sieve.
Although everyone was aiming at Master Xuanzang, the bullets would not run towards the target just because of their aim.
The gunshots are loud, they come and disappear quickly, but in fact they are just "one sound".
The six people rushed in and six guns. Each of them had only time to fire one shot and was hit by the bullets that came back.
A large area lying down.
Black Crow looked carefully, and after confirming that there was no danger for the time being, he grabbed Locke's body, threw it out hard, and shouted loudly: "Locke is dead. Are you planning to fight our Black Crow Caravan to die together?"
The sound came out.
The group of people who were rushing to move slightly slower.
But there are still many people with ferocious expressions, regardless of their concern.
There are still some loyal confidants who are loyal to Locke.
"Dry!"
The black crow cursed loudly, and he saw a black thing thrown in from the door.
Earth-made fragmented grenade.
The imagined explosion did not happen. This one was a squin, but in the next second, several more were thrown in.
The sound and vibration, the black crow felt that his ears were deaf, and his eyes were dizzy and he couldn't stand up at all.
Fortunately, there was no other pain on my body, and Locke's desk was really thick.
If he hadn't fired his own gun, he might have lived a little longer.
Probably - anyway, Black Crow couldn't see how powerful this "Xuanzang Buddha" was.
He could not even understand how the other party did those things, and could only be attributed to the great power of gods and Buddhas.
It is a existence similar to humans, but it is impossible to see it.
Slow down a little bit.
The black crow poked his head out and saw Tang Xuanzang walking out of the door, making the whole room messy grenade that could not even hurt the corner of his clothes.
Just like the bullets from the first meeting that day, they were all blocked by invisible forces.
Taking a deep breath, Black Crow understood why many people in the wasteland became fanatical believers of gods and Buddhas.
In the wasteland, strength is everything.
Tang Luo, who represented the power, walked out of the house. Soon, the chaotic sounds, gunshots, and roars outside completely calmed down.
The black crow also walked out of the house.
I saw a group of people lying down outside, and there were still more than a dozen people around me, holding guns in my hands, and did not dare to move.
And Gatlin, who was next to the reservoir, had also been pushed over.
The gunman standing next to him looked ferocious and gritted his teeth, and did not dare to shoot.
Among these people, Tang Luo is naturally.
He had white hair, spotless, and a strange beast that looked like a cat, not a cat, or a useless dog, squatted on his shoulders, and his hands naturally drooped.
The expression on his face exudes a careless look.
Anyone who sees this person will feel that he does not belong to the wasteland.
He should be in the iron city of steel established by major forces, deep in the steel fortress, even higher and farther, such as the "land of gods and Buddhas" that everyone cannot reach.
This group of people is the residents of the Hope Land.
Some people are numb, some are uneasy, and some are wearing crazy smiles that may burst out anytime and anywhere.
The atmosphere on the court was very solemn.
The corpses on the ground and the blood flowing from the flow of blood remind people in the hope that they will pay an extremely painful price when acting rashly.
"We are not here to destroy the land of hope, it's just a misunderstanding." Black Crow said.
The two men he brought were killed as soon as the gunshot sounded.
Their counterattack also killed two people.
"Locke can't give birth to a child. He wants Delis, the woman in the leader of the Black Oil Camp. He wants us to use this woman to exchange for the A-level pass given by the Gods."
Black Crow said loudly, "You know this is impossible, we refuse. Locke intends to kill us to silence us. It's that simple."
"Now, it's your turn to choose whether to die in this place of hope with our Black Crow Caravan, or to stop and live together."
While speaking, gunshots were already coming from outside.
It was accompanied by some screams.
"I'm fine! Don't kill people!"
The black crow roared loudly, and the sound went far away.
The sporadic gunfires there stopped immediately, and the Black Crow Caravan continued to approach, but no longer continued to shoot.
Soon, the people from the Black Crow Caravan came over with weapons.
"Boss... why do you want to kill you?" someone asked.
"Silence the words, he thinks we will leak the news to the Heiyou Camp for benefits." Hei Ya said.
I never found Locke like this lunatic before. It seems that he can't give birth to a child for a long time, which makes this guy feel distorted.
After all, this guy's family really has hope that the "throne" needs someone to inherit.
"Don't you?" someone asked back.
"How can you do it!" Black Crow spat and spit out thick phlegm. "I only need the pass. Now I have to get the pass and leave. Why bother yourself?"
"Maybe, you can join forces with the Black Oil Camp..."
"Go to you!" Black Crow raised his gun and said, "If you want to kill you, I still need to join forces with the Black Oil Camp? Our Black Crow Caravan is dead, and Master Xuanzang can bury you all into the ground alone!"
A long silence.
Everyone was recalling what had just happened.
It was one-sided killing, and the killer didn't even move even when he stood there.
Gifts from God and Buddha?
Some people think of a situation where only gods and Buddhas can give this terrible power.
A-level pass is also required...
This Master Xuanzang is a real big shot from the "Iron City"!
He has a "super weapon" given by gods and Buddhas, which is far beyond imagination.
Saints? Messenger of God?
Or is it a person who is higher and closer to gods and Buddhas?
"You killed a lot of people."
"Are these people valuable? They are not talents, are they?" said Black Crow.
In the wasteland, talent does not refer to people with strong combat power - after all, after losing the weapon, everyone is almost the same.
A true talent is a "technician", a person who has mastered the knowledge and technology that others have never mastered.
There are also special troops trained by major forces, such as sniper sharpshooters.
Those who died on the ground were just a group of thugs, and the thugs were very cheap.
Death of these people has not yet destroyed the guns in their hands for hope.
"Get the A-level pass, you guys go." Someone put down the gun in his hand.
First one, then the second one, and the third one, and soon most people hung their muzzles down.
Only a few people were still holding guns in hidden places.
"Let it go." Black Crow said.
The people from the Black Crow Caravan also put down their guns.
This possible massacre was eliminated. It took a while for the Black Crow to find the A-level pass granted by the gods, take the water that he had agreed to at the beginning, and leave.
Of course, it is impossible to pay for "money", so just treat it as a little compensation.
The people in the hope area have no objection, just a little water, it doesn't hurt or itch at all.
During this period, someone hinted to Black Crow, hoping that Black Crow would help him seize the position of the leader.
He was rejected righteously by the Black Crow. Just kidding, he had no way to command Tang Luo.
To be continued...