Ultimate Weapon of Magic and Science

Pressing the finger on the carotid artery to confirm the pulse, Roland breathed a sigh of relief.

It is said to be a narcotic bomb, but it uses the same potion as someone's narcotic watch. It is said that if a whale or a great white shark is hit twice, it will be immediately put down. Roland had no confidence in whether such a powerful narcotic bomb hit the human body.

After confirming that the two men lying on the ground were safe, drag them aside. Roland was sprinting towards the stairs. As for those who woke up, he would have no time to worry about whether he would suffer from forgetfulness or intellectual impairment.

Judging from the clues of these people's conversations, Minerva should be imprisoned in the special guardianship room on the second floor, and the guard configuration is completely unclear.

Covering the whole body with phantom technique, carefully groped to the stairs of the second floor, and pulled out the makeup mirror borrowed from the spider from the jacket pocket. The corner of the mirror was slightly exposed outside the wall, and the end of the passage was reflected through the reflection.

A wide, straight corridor is reflected in the mirror, and the five big and three thick men stand against the wall, roughly counted, at least 8 people. Several birds and cats were parked on the chandelier and window frame, respectively.

(It's really troublesome.)

With a sip, Roland took the mirror back.

Obviously, the design intent of this spacious and straight passage is to allow intruders or escapers to only proceed along this road, and Hanmer has a good understanding of the designer’s intentions, except for the 8-person group. In addition to the magician, there are envoys watching. Even if the hands and feet are fast enough, after hitting a magazine and knocking down eight people, the monsters will sound an alarm.

Troublesome design. It's annoying.

Continuous firing and firing down air shocks at the same time will bring down demons. Only in this way, it conflicted with the plan.

(Really... I really don't want to do this kind of thing.)

Plug the ear canal with cork earplugs, take out the cylindrical tin can filled with small holes from his arms, pull out the two safety bolts, and Roland throws the cylinder out.

A guard in the hallway saw a bouncing black metal cylinder with a grip-like part on the top. The column itself was not affected at all, and slowly rolled towards the inside.

What is that--

Thinking and questioning only stop working here.

At the moment of the explosion, the glare of 2 million candela engulfed the passage and the guard. A huge noise of 170 decibels followed. Violent impact on the three gauge half tube. The guardian, the demon, and the magician who shared the intelligence through the demon fell into a situation of muscle paralysis in the blink of an eye, and the sight, hearing, and action were all taken away. Just in case, Roland pointed his muzzle at them and refilled each person with a narcotic bomb.

"It's a beautiful technique."

The last narcotic bomb just fired into the guard. Behind the heartfelt praise.

The vicissitudes of life. Rejection of the world and the toughness of changing principles-Roland has heard this voice once. Know who it is without looking back.

"Efficient, indeed, and still do this with an unaccustomed left hand. It is worthy of the company's heir. Good inheritance of family style."

"You are praised on this occasion, and I am not happy at all."

Just after sighing, without giving the opponent any chance, Roland turned and pointed the muzzle at the slightly older figure.

"General, please stop, it's over."

"Oh-is that the rumored "musket"? It seems that it is not the same as Titans. Is it a special model that can be launched continuously?"

Indifferent to the threat, rubbing his stubborn chin, Hanmer stared at the pistol like a child who found a novel toy.

"The operation is simple and easy to understand, even if it can be used by children, the power is enough. It turns out that the reason why Titans can easily win a big victory, I understand a little."

From the magician's standpoint, it's really frank. Thinking of this man as a front-line soldier, Roland immediately relieved.

Soldiers on the front line facing life and death are far more sensitive to the new things on the battlefield than those who are sitting in the rear office, holding the "face", "system", and "tradition" these army masters.

"But it was originally a lead bullet that hit the human body, destroying the internal organs, brain marrow, or causing massive bleeding and causing death? Why avoid the human body, and the non-lethal warhead is shot?"

His eyelids lifted slightly, and Hanmo's eyes flashed with sly playfulness. The original kind smile shook up, and the corners of his mouth hung upward.

"It’s the same with that wonderful weapon. Are they all selected on the premise of "don’t kill"... not exactly? Toys that are so big and dynamic are more like calling me on purpose. Ah, yes. The hug What about the girl flying between you and the clouds? Well, let me guess, should I save someone?"

"Who knows?"

Swallowing secretly, the index finger resting on the trigger exuded moisture.

The capacity of a magazine is 8 rounds. Using the ppk structure, the magazine is ejected with one round loaded, and 9 rounds are loaded after reloading.

The key to whether Hanmer can be restrained is the last narcotic bomb. After this shot was launched, it took at least 0.7 seconds to re-bomb to aim and shoot. That gap was enough for Hanmer to kill him, reward Roland with an old punch, or another quiver.

"From a hostile standpoint, this is the standard answer. But the old man still feels that the young people are still frank."

"Then I will say it honestly again-it's over, general. You can't have a chance."

Yu Guang looked at the clock on the wall, Roland's deep voice echoed in the corridor.

"You don't know v.e company at all, and you don't know Li Lin. I don't know what kind of request you have made, but I know Li Lin's answer very well-"Allow comments, but never allow resistance"."

"That's really what he would say."

Han Mo laughed and said with interest:

"It's just that compared to the dead businessman, Roland classmates-who can't even kill enemies, value the safety of civilians who don't know each other more than their own safety-just as childlike as you... I can't imagine it. How did Gefi Otto Li Lin educate you. However, for young people like you, the old man does not hate it."

Ignoring the dark muzzle, Hanmer walked step by step in a pure and leisurely manner.

"To raise a sword against a brave and upright young man is an act of departure from knighthood, but for the great cause of reform... Roland, a student who is more valuable than 700 hostages, please give up."

The high-spirited anger that burst out all around declared the end of verbal communication~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Next, we could only use force to debate.

"A guy told me once."

The young man who didn't feel the danger exclaimed with helplessness.

"Patriotism is the virtue of the wicked. Now it seems that he is right again."

Roland made a quick move, lowered his body in a thunderous manner, and swiped the short needle that appeared out of thin air over the right shoulder. The right hand that had been hanging down would be held tightly before Michelle and Hanmer, who were struck back and forth, continued to attack. Throwing something into the air, the busy teenager slammed his ears and closed his eyes.

boom--! ! !

The glare and noise visited corridor corridors and unguarded people for the second time. (To be continued...)

ps: I'm depressed, but it's better to be double-changed, but I ended up disconnected! I want to use the computer to send it in the unit during the day. I'm really sorry everyone! Deeply sorry again!