Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Briggs once again dodged Marcus Nkrumah's punch.

The two are not on the same level.

Marcus Nkrumah had great fighting ability, had a steel chin, and punched with great force. Even if he hadn't received a punch, Briggs could still feel the exaggerated power of the black man.

But the only thing is that compared to Briggs, Marcus Nkrumah was too slow.

Wilhelmina helped him check the wound on the back of his thigh and saw that it had been soaked in rain and turned white.

When he emptied the magazine, he glanced in a certain direction and revealed a sinister smile.

……

And the target of ball lightning is him!

Even though he was still far away, Louis Verweide's hair was already standing on end.

Wilhelmina heard the sound and hurried back to help him up.

So he held the Mauser rifle and quickly moved behind a big tree that was as thick as several people could hug each other.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense and lead the way."

Louis Verweide's hair stood on end again.

As he got closer, Louis Verweide began to circle around the big tree.

The ball lightning changed direction as he moved, drifting in with overwhelming energy.

Arrow-shaped lightning hit the tree trunk, and the tree was scorched by electricity and turned into darkness.

That humble piece of clothing can actually stop bullets.

Zhao Chuanxin was limping and walking was extremely difficult.

At this time, no serious body armor had appeared, and Wilhelmina didn't think that Zhao Chuanxin's slightly bloated-looking clothes were really invulnerable.

After saying that, Wilhelmina stamped her feet and was walked around again.

After walking fifty meters away, he felt cramps in pain.

When Wilhelmina felt that Zhao Chuanxin was a bad person, she felt that he would cause trouble in everything.

Their heads inevitably touched each other.

But her voice became increasingly ethereal and distant, gradually dissipating in her ears until she lost consciousness.

The winner must appear at the last moment.

The two continued walking deeper into the forest.

Then, he saw ball lightning coming and going.

Zhao Chuanxin was shot again in the abdomen.

His game has only just begun.

The arc of electricity flashed, and Louis Verweide fell backwards.

He patted Wilhelmina on the head: "Xiao Na, stop looking. You hide behind me first. Someone is coming."

The first round of smashing went straight. By the third round of blows, Briggs was already unconscious.

When you meet an opponent in chess, you will meet a good talent.

"Then be careful, I can fight too. These damn bastards, they deserve to go to hell."

Wilhelmina heard several screams and saw the bullet hitting Zhao Chuanxin.

This is good for Zhao Chuanxin's hiding, but not good for his wounds.

Then Briggs flew backwards.

And Mishan, who was eating grass not far away, turned his lips and spat again, showing a mocking expression...

However, the more critical the situation, the clearer his mind becomes.

Wilhelmina passively "kissed" Zhao Chuanxin's face.

Zhao Chuanxin only swayed very slightly, which was inevitable when the Fortitude Armor removed the kinetic energy of the bullet.

This time, Luis Verweide did not go around in circles, but instinctively threw himself directly towards the side of the tree.

I'm afraid there won't be anyone there.

I am...

In the era before scopes appeared, he had never seen anyone else hit the target twice in a row at such a long distance except himself.

Wilhelmina didn't have his ability and couldn't see that far. She just saw a strange expression on his face and asked worriedly: "What's wrong with you? Does the wound hurt?"

chug……

When her impression changed, she felt that even if Zhao Chuanxin spoke impatiently, it was for her own good.

Under the water of rain, it was gradually ironed.

His hair stood on end due to the proximity of the ball lightning.

Marcus Nkrumah looked at the unrecognizable Briggs and couldn't help scratching his head.

So, I was a little touched.

His head hit the root of another big tree that was stretched out because of the deep forest and leafy leaves. The bump made stars appear in his eyes.

Through the rough perspective of the devil's crystal glasses, he saw a figure shaking not far behind him.

I am...

After lighting the cigarette, Zhao Chuanxin suddenly turned his head and put his face close to his.

Zhao Chuanxin touched it twice dishonestly.

Sure enough, the opponent quickly poked his head out from behind another tree, ducked out, raised his hand and fired.

He put away the God of War M1907, raised his hand, condensed a dazzling electric ball in his palm, and pushed it gently...

Others say Louis Verweide is a madman, but he is actually the most cunning.

Benjamin Goldberg saw that the enemy seemed to be motionless, so he ran out with relief: "Marcus, stop quickly. Listen to my advice, show mercy and let him breathe."

Zhao Chuanxin tried holding the rifle with one hand, but obviously this could not guarantee accuracy.

In his confusion, he vaguely saw Wilhelmina's delicate and pretty face, full of worry, and she kept calling his name.

He felt a strong crisis.

But the situation became tense again.

Zhao Chuanxin held the God of War M1907 in one hand, hid behind a tree, took out a cigar, put it in his mouth, and handed the match to Wilhelmina: "Light it."

Zhao Chuanxin shot another bolt of arrow-shaped lightning and found that he failed to achieve success twice, so he gave up.

This time it feels more sudden than last time because the speed of arrow lightning is much faster than that of ball lightning.

Marcus Nkrumah flew over, rode on Briggs who fell to the ground, raised his fist as big as a bowl of ocean, and smashed it with a bang.

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For the first time, someone actually escaped ball lightning by relying on a big tree.

A few people did not dare to resist, and there was a bounty to stimulate them, so they had no choice but to outflank them.

Zhao Chuanxin also began to feel light-headed and slightly feverish.

So he stopped smiling.

While laughing, Zhao Chuanxin looked back.

Shaking his head, Zhao Chuanxin gritted his teeth: "Don't come out, hide behind me."

"A woman is a woman, Momojiji, leave as soon as you are told."

At this time, the two of them did not hold an umbrella.

What is this?

The little Japanese spies were hacked to death by him, the gangsters were hacked to death by him, and the Koreans were hacked to death by him.

Zhao Chuanxin was walking when he suddenly stumbled and fell, and then he never got up again.

"It's time now, please be more honest."

Besides Zhao Chuanxin, who else would take a bullet for her?

chug……

Wilhelmina had seen through his trick to reassure her, and this form of care made her feel dependent.

Just as he was about to say something, Zhao Chuanxin suddenly turned the gun and fired when she was off guard.