Golden Summoner.

The bullets fired from the turret formed a bright line of fire in the darkness. The line of fire was like the scythe of death, harvesting crazily on the street. Where the line of fire pointed, no one could stand within 2000 meters. A series of bullets fired In the past, it was equivalent to creating a passage of flesh and blood in the street.

Xia Pingan moved forward while shooting, not letting go of any gangsters who could move in front of him...

More than 300 meters away, gangsters on an armored personnel carrier fired at Xia Pingan with the machine gun on the armored personnel carrier.

Those bullets hit the water shield in front of Xia Ping'an. The water shield swayed slightly, and the bullets fell to the ground. past.

The armored personnel carrier didn't hold on for a second, and exploded with a "boom...". The people in the car were torn apart by the bullets and the explosion, and exploded.

The clattering brass-colored bullet casings were continuously thrown from the turret in Xia Pingan's hand. Behind Xia Pingan, like his footprints, left a series of golden routes, and the front pointed by the turret was Numerous torn flesh and limbs.

No flesh and blood on this street could last more than a second, if any, two seconds, with the turret's line of fire pointed at it.

The bullet chain of the turret was directly connected to the space warehouse, which gave Xia Pingan's turret an almost unlimited output capability.

Three rockets flew towards Xia Ping'an.

Xia Pingan held a heavy turret in his hand, but his figure was as light as an assassin or a butterfly. He jumped up lightly, his orange windbreaker fluttering in the night wind. He was in the air, and the turret in his hand was facing The place where the rocket came from swept over, and the huge recoil brought Xia Pingan back in the air, like a flying kite, and at the same time, several fleeing modified pickups hundreds of meters away instantly It turned into a fireball and blasted into the sky.

Before the pickup fell from the sky, Xia Ping'an's feet had landed firmly on the ground, and he continued to move forward.

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More than 500 meters away, a bullet from a gangster sniper shot at him, and the bullet was jammed by the water shield.

Before the sniper who fired the bullet put away his gun and changed places, Xia Pingan's gun turret was already pointing at the apartment where the sniper was hiding.

In the next second, countless bullets flew in, and the bullets passed through the wall, hitting the walls of the entire room like a sieve, and one wall collapsed directly, and the sniper hiding behind the wall was beaten like a hornet's nest, making him unrecognizable out of human form.

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Hundreds of gang members ran to a small five-story apartment on the side of the road and shot at Xia Pingan.

The fire wire of the turret was drawn, and one minute later, the apartment building pierced by thousands of powerful warheads turned into ruins together with the wreckage inside, and then collapsed.

In the roar of the turret machinery and the high-speed rotation of the gun barrel, only the ghosts and wolves of the French Doomsday Gang and the Jackal Gang were left.

At first, some people dared to fight back against Xia Pingan, but as those who fought back turned into corpses under the turret in the blink of an eye, all the gangsters who were still alive had only one thought in their heads, and that was to run for their lives, throw down their weapons and run for their lives!

This is not a battle, but a one-sided massacre. All the gangsters, tonight, have become moving targets for the terrifying close-in artillery on this street in the No. 11 district of Paris.

Xia Pingan pushed all the way across, sweeping across the 2000-meter-long street with the turret in his hand, from the People's Square to the Ewell Bridge. Those gang members and vehicles were swept by the turret's line of fire Sometimes, it is difficult to find one that is still intact.

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Standing on the bridge beside the Seine, the eleven barrels of the turret in Xia Pingan's hands finally stopped spinning, and the buzzing high-speed motor finally stopped. The barrels swept all the way to here , has turned red, like something just taken out of a furnace, with the color and temperature of hell...

Looking at the street in front of you, there is silence, only the river is flowing quietly, and there is no one in sight that obstructs your eyes.

The world in front of me is finally...clean!

Move the close-in anti-aircraft gun from the design port of the water shield to the side, the red gun barrel hits the water shield next to it, with a chirping sound, a large cloud of water mist rises from the barrel, and the barrel cools down instantly .

Xia Pingan put away the anti-aircraft gun, took off the cigar from his mouth, exhaled a long puff of snow-white smoke, and then crushed the cigarette end.

From the beginning to the present, just after smoking this cigar, the street was completely leveled out. Behind him, the mafia members' bodies and broken arms covered the entire street. Both sides of the street were covered with blood. Only The middle one is a golden channel where the shell casings are thrown down.

The battle is not over yet, and several important figures have already run away, seeing that the momentum is not good.

Xia Pingan turned his head and glanced in one direction. The next second, Xia Pingan's figure disappeared from the bridge.

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After the gunfire completely stopped, the guards from the Chinese community left the fortification and came to the street where Xia Pingan fought fiercely with the Doomsday Gang and the Jackal Gang just now.

A flare was shot into the sky. Under the cold white light of the flare, all the Chinese standing at the end of People's Square Street gasped.

It was no longer a street, but a passage of flesh and blood leading to hell. In the middle of the passage of flesh and blood leading to hell, countless yellow and orange bullet casings shone in the darkness against the pool of blood and stumps on both sides of the street. It is extremely clear, with a certain sacred but unspeakable meaning, scattered all the way, never broken, like the footprints of the gods, extending from People's Square to the darkness in the distance, making people tremble and have the urge to kneel down ...

Chapter 5 Chase

"Quick...quick...go away...drive faster..."

Barre, the boss of the jackal gang, was sitting on the modified armored pickup truck of Hurricane, and looked back at the road behind the car window in horror. His face was terrified and pale, like a young girl who escaped from a men's prison.

This modified pickup truck with welded steel plates and rams raced wildly on the streets of Paris in this dark night, as if lost its soul.

On the modified pickup truck, the driver and bodyguard of Barley, the boss of the jackal gang, were sitting in front. The two were also terrified. Barley was sitting in the back seat. At the launch position, half of the corpse was still fixed there by the seat belt. As the pickup truck raced on the street, the half of the corpse was dangling around behind the compartment, and the intestines of the corpse were swinging back and forth in front of Barre's eyes. .

That corpse was one of the members of the jackal gang that was blasted to pieces by the turret in the hands of the terrifying summoner in People's Square.

Up to this moment, Barre's mind still echoed the horrified scene just now. The machine gunner died in front of him, just a shell hit the man's head. The dynamite exploded like a watermelon, leaving his neck bare, and the brains and blood blasted Barre's face.

And before the man's body fell down, the second shell hit the man's stomach, and then the mutilated half of the body was blown into fragments of organs, leaving only the body fixed by the safety belt. Half of his body was still on the firing position of the heavy machine gun.

At that time, Barre pissed, let his driver and bodyguards drive immediately, and fled the hellish battlefield.

As the leader of the jackal gang, it's not that Barre hasn't experienced bloody and terrifying scenes, but what he experienced tonight has become his nightmare. The Summoner, who was unable to fight against the turret with his flesh and blood, was like a nightmare, shattering the last bit of courage and ruthlessness in Barre's heart.

The jackal gang also has summoners, and there are two more, but the two summoners of the jackal gang usually boast about how powerful they are, women play a lot, and the jackal gang takes money, but just now , Seeing that man released a firebird, detonated the self-destruct truck, and then walked out of the flames, those two sons of bitches turned pale with fright, turned their heads and turned around without even saying hello. run.

Barre had never seen those two guys run so fast.

One of the guys actually summoned a horse while running away, galloped on the horse, and hid himself under the horse's belly. Barley never knew that guy had such good riding skills.

Doomsday is over!

The jackal gang is over too!

Paris can't stay any longer!

Fortunately, I still have a lot of money and things. As long as I leave Paris with those things, I can go to other countries and live a good life no matter where I go.

Still in shock, Barley took out an antique sterling silver wine bottle from his arms, and took two sips of wine for himself.

Just after taking two sips, Hurricane's pickup suddenly slammed on the brakes, almost throwing Barley from the back seat onto the front windshield. Barley couldn't hold the wine bottle in his hand, so he threw it out all at once, spilling all the brandy to the car.

"Bastard, what are you doing?" Barley roared angrily, his face looking as if he wanted to eat someone.

"Boss, look...in front..." the driver said in a trembling voice.

Through the windshield in front of the modified pickup, under the illumination of the pickup's lights, Barre saw a person standing on the road ahead—it was a "monster" like a ghost, wrapped in a black robe, A cloud of black mist was looming on that "monster", and that "monster" was carrying a sword on his back. His whole body was filled with the breath of death, and he looked at Barre's car coldly.

This is not a human... it is... a monster that can only be summoned by a summoner!

Barley shuddered, and then roared with bloodshot eyes, "Rush over, hit him to death, shoot him to death..."

Barre's driver gritted his teeth and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. The pickup roared and rushed towards the "monster" on the road.

The bodyguard sitting next to the driver also opened the car window, stretched his hand out of the car, and fired at the "monster" with a submachine gun.

That "monster" was not a monster, but a first-level assassin summoned by Xia Pingan.

The figure of the assassin was rolling on the road in front of him. Instead of flinching, he rushed towards the pickup truck, and the two sides met on the road in the blink of an eye.

"Kill him..." Barley roared angrily.

The moment the pickup came into contact with the assassin, the assassin jumped up. Like a javelin, he kicked the front windshield of the pickup with both feet, and with the howling wind in front, he plunged into the car.

Just as Barre raised his pistol, the long sword in the assassin's hand slipped past his neck, and Barre's head flew up.

At the last second when he was plunged into darkness, Barre saw that the summoned monster looked like a master swordsman, but the sword light flickered, and the bright long sword pierced through his bodyguard's mouth, from the back of his head Passing through, flashing again, his driver's hands had been cut off, and he screamed loudly, those severed hands were still holding the steering wheel.

The assassin's last sword slashed across the neck of the pickup truck driver, and the driver's screams stopped abruptly.

Then, the pickup truck crashed into a big tree on the side of the road, the vehicle rolled, and the assassin's soul jumped out of the vehicle, jumped out of the vehicle, and cut through the fuel tank of the vehicle's chassis with a sword during the vehicle's rolling. The blade then slashed on the ground, bringing up a first-class flame, which ignited the gasoline sprinkled by the pickup truck, and the rolling pickup truck burst into flames, and finally turned into a blazing fireball with a bang, and it was on the side of the road. side stop...

The summoned assassin disappeared in the blink of an eye.

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Xia Pingan summoned an assassin to deal with Barley, and Xia Pingan himself was chasing Sasha, the boss of the Doomsday Gang.

The so-called elimination of evil, Xia Pingan will never let Sasha and Barley escape tonight.

There was a strange aura about that Sasha. When he was running away just now, Xia Pingan felt a subtle fluctuation of divine power in Sasha, so he came to chase Sasha himself.

Sasha was very cunning. When he was escaping, he did not take the main road, but left everyone in the Doomsday Gang behind. He passed through the subway station near People's Square and escaped underground.

The underground traffic in Paris was paralyzed two years ago. The tunnels of the subway do not see sunlight all year round. It is a more terrifying place than the ground. The entrances and exits of many subway stations have been closed...

Chapter 5 and Four The World Is Too Small

The subway derailed and overturned in the tunnel has been distorted and dusty.

Shards of glass, as well as scattered and discarded sundries, were scattered on both sides of the subway tracks, which had been deformed.

Xia Pingan even saw a few highly decomposed bone corpses, with a foul smell, being suppressed by a section of the subway car, and no one cleaned them up. Two corpses stretched out their hands from under the car. Before they died, they wanted to grab something...

On the wall of the tunnel, dripping dripping water can be seen from time to time. In this dead and silent place, the sound of the water dripping down is a bit eerie. In the air here, there is a layer of gloomy and cold The chill makes the hairs stand on end.

In this place where there is no light in broad daylight, not to mention ordinary people, even those gangsters will be afraid when they come here.

Xia Pingan could see things clearly in this dark subway tunnel, but there was no light here. He waved his hand lightly and summoned a group of fireflies. The green fireflies flickered and floated in front of and behind Xia Pingan's body. , Immediately let the surrounding light up.

Xia Pingan sighed softly, threw a few fireballs casually, and the fireballs landed on the highly decomposed corpses, cremating the corpses, and then he reached out and took out the requiem banner, which shook slightly, A little bit of brilliance was scattered on those corpses.

"Heaven's heart is benevolent, and the body is smooth and melts into gold. Mixed and difficult to separate, repeated ups and downs. Restore the original ancestral nature, and the good fortune is deep. Get wood to draw gold, gold to remove wood, stop invading each other. Essence changes wandering souls, and penetrates into one heart. In the dark time, Traces are hard to find. Nothing can be seen, and the past can be seen through the present. One's own soul can calm the soul, the soul can overcome the soul, ghosts and gods, go to the kingdom of heaven..."

As Xia Pingan gently sang this ancient ballad in a vicissitudes and low tone, several faint figures appeared around Xia Pingan, with relieved smiles on their faces, looking at Xia Pingan. After saluting safely, the light and shadow faded and then disappeared.

As the lights and shadows of those people disappeared, the chill in the tunnel seemed to decrease a lot.

Xia Pingan put away the requiem flag and continued to walk towards the front of the tunnel. In this dark and deep tunnel, the entire underground of Paris is like a huge maze, isolated from the world, and there seems to be something hidden. Back then, France The military once wiped out demon rats and some space-invading creatures underground, and some tunnels have been blown down.

On both sides of the tunnel, Xia Pingan saw many caves that had been dug out. Those caves were not dug out by human machinery, but more like dug out by hand. On the ground of the tunnel, large pieces of bullet casings could be seen from time to time. There are also large areas of bullet holes on the walls.

Blessed child prodigy followed Sasha, Xia Pingan didn't believe that guy could escape.

After walking in the tunnel for more than half an hour, a faint smile appeared on Xia Ping'an's face. When he moved his hand, the light flashed, and he summoned the long sword, which appeared in his hand, for more than ten seconds. Finally, a little bit of blood-red light appeared in the darkness ahead, and there was a rustling sound from the tunnel floor. In the darkness, more than 20 ferocious demon rats appeared in front of Xia Ping'an, blocking his way. approaching him.

Bloody eyes, separated teeth, still the same!

It's been a long time since I saw this kind of thing, but when I saw it again, Xia Ping'an was kind.

Xia Pingan smiled...

A devil mouse rushed towards Xia Ping'an fiercely, biting Xia Ping'an's neck with its sharp teeth.

The long sword pierced out, cut half of the devil's head with one sword, and killed it instantly. Before the devil fell to the ground, Xia Pingan had already received the devil's mouse in his own space warehouse—these things just happened to be able to refine Make a little pill, don't waste it.

The devil mouse behind rushed towards Xia Pingan, Xia Pingan rushed forward, the long sword flashed in the darkness with bleak brilliance, and the orange coat was fluttering, under Xia Pingan's rapid charge, with the sound of hunting wind, Draw freehand and sharp lines.

When the brilliance dissipated, the more than 20 devil mice blocking the front all disappeared, as if they had never appeared before.

Killing, earning space, all in one go.

Xia Pingan continued to walk forward, and after another two or three kilometers, a complicated underground crossing passage appeared here. This is a completely abandoned subway hub station. The underground passage here has two floors, and different tunnels lead to different seven directions.

If ordinary people want to come here, they must be caught blind, but Xia Pingan just smiled coldly, and the long sword in his hand turned into a flash of lightning, flying out like a javelin, and did not enter the abandoned subway platform. on one wall.

The long sword was inserted halfway into the wall, humming and trembling, and then a stream of blood gushed out from where the sword was inserted in the blink of an eye.

"Boom..." The wall shattered all of a sudden.

The figure of Sasha, the boss of the Doomsday Gang, was exposed from behind the shattered wall, and Xia Pingan's long sword flew out, hitting his heart.

Holding the long sword in both hands, he walked out step by step, his eyes were blood red, and his face was ferocious. As he walked out, he pulled out the long sword from his heart, and kept vomiting blood from his mouth. Then, Sasha's physical body was like As if being split open by something, from head to toe, it was shattered little by little, turning into a nothingness skin, just like a boa constrictor shedding its skin, falling to the ground, a monster stretched out from his body little by little, and finally It turned into a monster with a height of more than three meters, a row of protruding bone spurs on its spine, a hideous face, a long tail more than one meter long, resting on the ground, and a head like a squashed spindle lying sideways.

The monster's body was covered with black scales, and the scales were covered with disgusting mucus. The monster's huge mouth was two feet long, and its mouth was full of sharp, file-like teeth.

"Roar..." The monster roared at Xia Ping'an, and the terrifying sound echoed throughout the subway station, carrying a gust of wind.

Compared to Luo An's size, the three-meter-tall monster looked like a giant. Standing in front of Xia Ping'an, he waved his pincer-like forelimbs, full of oppression, eager to try.

"A complete brain-eating worm...as expected...the person with the devil's eyes...it's really pervasive..." Looking at the transformed monster, Xia Pingan shook his head slightly.

The brain-eating worm rushed towards Xia Ping'an fiercely, with a terrifying aura.

Xia Ping'an didn't even bother to move, just stepped on the ground, and a flame rolled out from the ground, like ripples, centered on Xia Pingan and spread towards the surroundings, without dead ends, without gaps, in the air, on the ground, and There is an underground, and there is only one thing - fire...

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After a second, it's all over.

The complete brain-eating worm has disappeared, but there is a little more dust on the ground.

More than 20 meters away, an abandoned vending machine turned into dark red molten iron, which is slowly flowing on the ground, and the high temperature on the surrounding ground is slowly fading...

The sudden flame and high temperature just now seemed to have never appeared before.

"Call work..." Xia Pingan clapped his hands easily, left the subway station, and returned to the ground.

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