Conan's Beginning was Picked Up by Xiaolan

A white light flashed by, and Fujiwara, who had originally screamed, was seen grabbing his neck tightly, as if trying to stop the blood from flowing out.

Xiaocheng looked at him babbling, as if he wanted to say something, with cold eyes. “Save your last words in your next life.”

Immediately, Xiao Cheng heard footsteps and someone was rushing here. He looked at the few people who appeared in front of him and dared to rush towards him without weapons.

The coldness in Xiaocheng's eyes became more and more intense. With a thought, his sword steps flashed, and his figure whizzed past. The dagger in his hand was like the scythe of the god of death, swiftly slashing across the fatal parts of the human body.

His heart was beating slightly and Xiao Cheng felt dizzy. Looking at the corpses lying on the ground, he found that something was wrong with his condition.

Fragmented memories flashed through his mind, those were memories of Number Zero.

"Bang..." Inside the dim warehouse, a gunshot shattered the light bulb, announcing the arrival of hot weapons.

"Ta-ta-ta-ta..." The muzzle lights flashed, and the people at dusk fired at the small town with thermal imaging devices.

More and more dusk people came. Before, Xiaocheng had only faced unarmed people, but now he was facing a group of dusk people armed with guns and thermal imaging devices.

Xiao Cheng dodged. Perhaps he didn't know that the previous hypnotic voices did affect him. At this moment, his pupils were a little pale.

A consciousness came to his mind, and he killed everyone on the field. The darkness in front of his eyes gradually faded away, and he found that at this moment his pupils seemed to be able to see the dark scene around him.

Is this Zero's night vision? Xiao Cheng's murderous intent has reached its peak.

"Why should I kill people?" Young Zero looked at his instructor in confusion.

"Eh? Ha...there's no reason. People can kill chickens and ducks, so why can't you take their lives?" The instructor looked at Zero, who asked an idiotic question, with a sneer on his face.

Why do we need a reason to kill? Yes, we don’t need a reason to kill.

There was a gleam in Xiaocheng's eyes, so it didn't matter whether there were chickens or ducks at dusk. What mattered was...that I wanted to kill them!

Xiaocheng's skills were getting faster and faster, and the look in his eyes gradually changed from cold to indifference. Bullets whizzed past Xiaocheng, and his heart was beating faster.

At this moment, he felt that all the organs in his body were being used for me, and the result was.

"Ah!!" The dagger was thrown out by Xiaocheng, breaking the thermal imager and piercing the man's eye.

Xiaocheng then grabbed the man's gun, and the gun was in Xiaocheng's hands after he jumped over the man.

“Tatttatttatt…”

"What the fuck are you doing! Spread out! Suppress! Surround him! You idiots! You are all idiots! (Chinese)"

"He's too fast! Heretic! Kill him! You must kill him! (Japanese)"

"Aim! Someone has been accidentally injured! You can't hit! Don't touch the gun! (Chinese)"

The sound of gunfire mixed with curses fully demonstrated the difference between the ragtag army and the regular army.

People like Huanghun have never received formal training, which means they will die even faster.

The moment Xiaocheng got the gun, the name of the gun already appeared in his mind: assault rifle StG44.

Caliber 7.92, weight 11.5 pounds, magazine capacity 30 rounds, muzzle energy 1666J, range 350 to 500 meters, it is an antique gun.

I didn't expect Huang Wan could still get these antiques.

The gun was in Xiaocheng's hand. Compared with the random shooting of the crowd at dusk, Xiaocheng used a more accurate point shooting.

"boom..."

“Tatttatt…”

Xiao Cheng fought and retreated, and had already retreated out of the room. The room was too small, and there were twenty-nine people on the opposite side, so he was suppressed by the firepower.

But they did not fire crosswise, which resulted in the time they took to change magazines being extremely close.

So, this is Xiaocheng’s opportunity, but also the end of their lives. A gunshot represents the fall of one of their people.

There were footsteps heard not far away. Hunwu's support came quickly. After all, this was Hunwu's stronghold.

A white light came on from the back, and a voice was heard: "There's someone there, my God, is that a child?"

"Kill him! What kind of kid is that! He's a heretic!"

However, the group of people behind him did not have guns. Instead, they rushed forward with daggers, swords, and sticks.

This scene was exactly the same as what Zero encountered when he was nine years old. That group of lunatics had no fear of their own death and they charged forward fearlessly just like they are now.

Xiaocheng raised his gun and started shooting, but it was a pity that the gun did not have unlimited bullets. They were used up after just a few shots. However, they were just a group of weaklings holding swords.

Not afraid of pain? Not afraid of life and death? Seeing them shouting the Twilight Doctrine and shouting to eradicate heresy, Xiao Cheng smiled, but his smile was full of indifference.

"Have you ever thought about what would happen if you were in desperate situation?" a female voice sounded, and No. 2 licked his lips.

"Desperate situation? Do you have to consider other things when killing someone?" Zero's question filled Xiaocheng's mind at this moment.

Will I die? Does it matter what happens to me? No! It doesn't matter!

Zero is right. The presence of someone in front of me means that my hands will never stop. No one will be left standing until I get here.

The speed at which the small town was weakened was already extremely fast, and now that he was abnormal, the speed seemed to be even faster. A distribution map appeared in his brain, and countless ways of attack emerged.

Countless voices merged into Zero's ears: in front, left, right, left front, right front... Xiaocheng snatched a machete from one of the men.

The sound of cold weapons piercing into bones, the sound of cold weapons chopping off heads is really... so familiar!

Massacre, one-sided massacre. The small town had no chance of matching its enemies. They were all just chickens and dogs.

"Damn, you idiots, you idiots, get out of the way!!"

The twenty-two armed men in the rear finally came over, but they looked at the small town as if it were deserted, and he didn't understand for a moment.

Could it be that these teammates were covering others' escape? Idiots, a bunch of idiots! He had no idea where to start with a gun.

"What now?" asked another.

"Get your weapons! Can you let him get away? If dozens of people let one person escape, are you kidding me??? Do you think he is a god?"

Everyone who heard these words drew their daggers. Compared to the group of people being slaughtered in the small town at that moment, they obviously had some skills.

But they really underestimated the small town’s combat capability, and also underestimated their own brains.

When they give up hot weapons and choose to use cold weapons, it means that they who could have survived for a while will now die faster.

Xiaocheng is not a god, but he is the successor of Zero, and Zero is the ceiling of this world's skills...