Colonial Suit

In the sky… blood rained down…

Flesh and bone fragments scattered, leaving crimson specks on Little Bosi’s face. Little Bosi stood with her arms outstretched, her eyes somewhat dazed.

“She’s… angry again…”

“Won’t this… make her less cute?”

“But I can’t worry about that now… Sister… wait for me. I’m coming to help you.”

The metal threads instantly retracted into the armor, and Little Bosi turned and ran towards Mia’s location. Behind her, fresh red blood gathered into a small stream.

Seeing this, Cowboy No. 5 whistled. “Oh oh… looks like No. 7 bit the dust. That kid’s pretty good.”

“I think you should be more concerned about yourself right now.” Across from him, the priest Robbie smiled gently, saying politely, “It’s started, shouldn’t we make a move too?”

“Hey, wait a minute, buddy. I’m a pacifist.” Cowboy No. 5 quickly raised his hands, making a gesture of surrender. “Make love, not war. Even though my boss doesn’t get along with you guys, that doesn’t mean we have to fight, right? Maybe we can find a bar, sit down, and have a drink. And of course, there are hot girls. Don’t look at me like that, I know a few bars with good girls. You’ll definitely like them.”

“In a way, I agree with your point,” Robbie replied with a smile. But his hands closed the Bible and carefully placed it in his chest.

“But that’s something for later. Right now, I have to go help my comrades. You’re going to stop me, aren’t you?”

“This is a troubling question.” The cowboy scratched the back of his head, looking worried. As he moved, the gun holsters on the outside of his thighs swayed slightly.

“Actually, I really don’t like fighting.”

“I know.” Robbie replied with a smile. His fingers slowly came out of his chest, gently brushing the golden hair on his forehead. “Because I also love peace.”

Before the words finished, both men simultaneously produced pistols in their hands and fired three shots in a row.

The gunshots still echoed in the air. The two figures shifted sideways as if teleporting for no less than two meters. Three dark bullet holes instantly appeared in their original positions, emitting wisps of blue smoke.

“Oh oh… that’s not very nice of you.” The cowboy said with a smile while moving sideways. “You ambushed me.”

“Tit for tat.” Robbie replied with the same smile. His eyes were fixed on the other’s eyes. “Your movements aren’t slow either. Is that the lightning draw technique?”

“No no no…” The cowboy reached behind him with his left hand and put his cowboy hat on his head. “It’s my own draw technique. You can call it the No. 5 draw technique.”

“Do odd-numbered people not have their own names?” Robbie asked warily, shifting his feet with the cowboy’s movements, smiling.

“Oh? You know about the odd numbers.” The cowboy grinned. He made the same movements as Robbie. The corner of his mouth under the brim of his cowboy hat slightly curved up.

“That’s not good. I originally wanted to make friends with you. But now… I can only kill you.”

As soon as he finished speaking, his left hand suddenly flashed, firing two shots lightning fast. Two special bullets shot towards Robbie with strange arcs.

But even though his movements were fast, Robbie was not slow either.

Almost at the same time as he fired, the Broken-Wing Butterflies appeared in Robbie’s hands. He also fired two bullets.

The four bullets collided in the air at a speed invisible to the naked eye, splashing out dazzling sparks. Only at this time did the gunshots reach them.

So fast!

The exchange of fire between the two sides was completed in an instant. The surrounding crowd could hardly see them move. If they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, no one would have thought that there were such fast hands and such fast guns in this world! The two men’s movements were actually faster than sound, and their marksmanship could even intercept the other’s bullets! Was this a skill that humans could master?

For a time, everyone looked at the two men as if they were looking at two monsters.

But this was just the beginning. Seeing that the probing was ineffective, the cowboy emptied the remaining bullets without even thinking. Then he threw the pistol into the air.

At the same time, another revolver appeared in his other hand at some point.

The right hand fired, and the left hand reloaded. The whole set of movements was completed as smoothly as flowing water, so fast that even the shadow could not be seen clearly. And the bullets fired this time were even more bizarre. They actually caught up with the previously fired bullets and directly hit the tail of the bullets.

Amidst the sparks, five bullets changed their original trajectory at the same time, exploding like a flower. In just an instant, they sealed off all of Robbie’s possible routes of action.

“Snooker Ballistics!”

Robbie was shocked.

This was an extremely rare shooting technique. Different from curved ballistics, this shooting technique uses the previously fired bullets to change the trajectory through the collision between the bullets, just like snooker in billiards. Not only is the trajectory more elusive, but it can also create incredible attack routes. It is a type of advanced shooting technique. He never thought that the cowboy could master it.

Robbie didn’t know how the other party did it, but one thing was certain. In the face of Snooker Ballistics, any evasion was meaningless!!

But this didn’t make Robbie give up. Almost at the same time as he discovered his opponent’s tactics, he had already raised the Broken-Wing Butterflies in his hand and fired two bullets.

“The Lord says… if someone knocks on your door, open it for him, even if he is a demon.”

The two bullets, one in front of the other, collided together before they had flown far. They instantly shattered into countless tiny fragments, covering several meters around Robbie.

There was a clanging sound, and Robbie’s shrapnel actually successfully intercepted the other party’s Snooker Ballistics, knocking the four bullets in front off course. But still, one bullet came from behind, flying past Robbie’s cheek.

A burning sensation brushed past, and Robbie immediately felt his cheek go numb, and a warm liquid slowly flowed down.

In this exchange, he had clearly fallen into a disadvantage.

“Oh oh, fragmentation marksmanship. Looks like you have a lot of tricks too.” The cowboy chuckled, revealing his cynical smile again.

“But it looks like your marksmanship isn’t complete. I’m afraid you’re going to lose this time.”

Robbie smiled slightly. He reached out and touched the wound, but there was no anger on his face. “There’s nothing to be ashamed of, is there? Snooker Ballistics is a high-level marksmanship. It’s already very difficult to block four of your bullets.”

“Hehe.” The cowboy smiled triumphantly. His right hand rubbed against the outside of the holster on his thigh. “Four bullets… is that your limit? In that case, I won’t be polite. Actually, I still like you, buddy. If possible, it wouldn’t be bad to be friends.”

“Yes, it wouldn’t be bad to be friends.” Robbie replied with a smile. But a glint flashed in his eyes. “Unfortunately, you are an odd number.”

“Unfortunately, you are a mercenary.”

“If I’m not mistaken, your Snooker Ballistics can only control five bullets, right?”

“That’s right.” The cowboy generously admitted. “But what can you do about it? If you want to kill someone, one bullet is enough.”

“I don’t deny that.” Robbie nodded. But his eyes gradually lowered. “But I think that sometimes, more bullets… mean more choices.”

“What!?” The cowboy’s pupils suddenly contracted, and an extremely dangerous feeling surged into his heart. Almost without thinking, he made several consecutive evasive movements and flashed behind a protruding rock.

A warrior like him who is good at marksmanship has made trusting his intuition an instinct. Although Robbie had not yet made any moves, the cowboy still made evasive moves without hesitation.

But he still underestimated Robbie’s threat.

Seeing the cowboy hide behind the rock, he didn’t even bother to care. He just stood still quietly. The breeze blew through his golden hair, adding a mysterious temperament to him. He looked full of temptation.

In the next moment, Robbie stretched out his hands, and two Broken-Wing Butterflies slid into his hands at the same time…

Gunshots rang out. In an instant, no one knew how many shots Robbie had fired. Only two Broken-Wing Butterflies were seen rolling in his hands, like a never-ending fire dragon, frantically covering every corner with a rain of bullets. But what was different from before was that these bullets were actually aimless. Not only were they not aimed at the cowboy, but some were even shot at the empty space where no one was.

Countless golden bullet casings jumped in the air. In just a few tens of seconds, Robbie emptied a full ten bullet nests.

But none of this was the most important thing. The most important thing was that the bullets he fired this time completely defied the laws of physics. Some were extremely fast, while others were as slow as snails.

“This is…” The cowboy hiding behind the rock suddenly widened his eyes and exclaimed in a lost voice.

“Death Chess!!”

Too surprised, too incredible. The cowboy never dreamed that he would see such a marksmanship here. Because this was not a high-level marksmanship. It was a legend!!

A legendary marksmanship!!

Legend has it that this marksmanship was invented by a meteor-level mercenary who loved chess. Not only was it extremely powerful, but it also incorporated the life and death struggles of chess into the marksmanship, making this marksmanship seem like playing chess. Using space as the chessboard and bullets as the chess pieces, it hid infinite killing intent in the trajectory.

No one can hide under such marksmanship. Because this marksmanship has exceeded the limits of human imagination. If his Snooker Ballistics used the collision between bullets to make shooting without dead ends,

Then this Death Chess marksmanship uses calculation and the speed difference of bullets to create dead ends!

Creating a dead end that belongs to the enemy… the corner of death!!

“Wait!!” Under the great shock, the cowboy hurriedly shouted loudly, trying to get Robbie to stop this terrifying marksmanship.

But it was too late. In just this short while, Robbie’s bullets had already appeared in every corner within a few hundred meters. They hovered strangely in mid-air.

In the next moment, Robbie put away the Broken-Wing Butterflies and took out his Bible.

“The Lord says… if a demon walks into your door, then drive it away. The demon is timid, and it will fear you until you drive it away.”

“Amen.”

In the sky, countless bullets rained down… (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to (.) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)