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Chapter 15; Massacre

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    The sky is slowly getting dark.  About ten o'clock in the evening.  Weir checked his sword, straightened his clothes, and the three of them went out.

    Walking on the street at night, even if it is already ten o'clock in the evening, this commercially developed city is still brightly lit, and some drunk pedestrians are helping them walk towards their homes.

    Will was very excited at this time, this kind of night, this bustling city, and these people in front of him.

    Others may go out at night to have fun, drink, and relax.  And he was going to kill people, kill many people, and one of them was a simple, wandering little beauty, which was really addictive.

    It didn¡¯t take long to arrive at the gate of the target manor. Both the senior brother and senior sister had disappeared, leaving only me in front of the guard who came to lead the door.

    "Good evening, gentlemen, so please go to hell." After saying these strange words, Will crossed his arms, pulled out his two swords, turned on the 'thunder mode' at the same time, and rushed directly towards the guard at the door.

    Before the two guards at the door could react, they felt numbness in several parts of their bodies, then a cold sensation, and finally lost consciousness.

    Weir cut the guard into several pieces with his swords, blood splattered everywhere, and internal organs were all over the floor.

    Keville didn¡¯t feel anything was wrong. He just felt that killing people was no different from killing wild beasts. He just said some meaningless words before dying.

    After Weir chopped the two guards into several pieces, a young guard further away was already frightened. He had never seen such a cruel scene before. He didn't even shout that there were enemies or call the police. Instead, he turned around and ran away, frantically.  Called for help.

    It can be said that this young man's mental quality is not bad. If he were an ordinary person, he might have been frightened to the ground.

    The young man¡¯s shout also served as a warning, and a large number of guards ran out of the manor.

    Weir held the sword in both hands, and the swords drooped naturally. He looked at the crowd rushing toward him, grinned silently, and then rushed forward.

    After Weir rushed into the crowd, he first chopped a middle-aged man to pieces with a few swords, and then blocked the knife that was coming at him with a single sword. When the two weapons came into contact, a large number of sparks appeared, and Weir's sword  Like a cutting saw, it cuts off the enemy's sword, and then cuts the enemy diagonally into two pieces.

    Continuously charging among the enemies and chopping them into pieces, Weir slowly found that there was no one around him, only the stumps on the ground, and two people who had been cut in half were wailing on the ground, slowly crawling away.  With.

    Some guards in the distance looked at Weir with eyes full of fear and hatred, but they did not have the courage to continue to step forward. There were a few timid ones whose pants were already wet and gave off a not very good smell, but  The dark sky and the smell of blood that could be smelled throughout the manor provided them with cover.

    Just when Weir was about to continue killing these guards, a feeling of crisis came from the side. This was a feeling that Weir only experienced after many lives and deaths, which was the basis for his domineering power.

    He sat down and jumped back as quickly as possible, and an incredibly fast bullet flew past his eyes.

    "You all stand down, I will deal with this person, but I have to pay more money afterwards, this person is too strong." said a young man in his twenties.

    The young man has short gray hair and is two meters tall. He is wearing a leather jacket and a pair of trousers with many holsters. His legs are covered with holsters from the knees up to his waist. There are pistols in them.  What is concerning is that he is carrying a huge wooden box behind him, half a meter wide and one meter high, and he doesn't know what is inside.

    It was this young man who fired the gun just now. Weir had seen the guns in the pirate world. The bullets did not fly very fast, but the bullets fired by this young man were extremely fast.

    ??Look carefully at this guy¡¯s gun. It is different from the ordinary flintlock pistols in the pirate world. The barrel is longer, and the amount of flame is increased where the gunpowder is added.

    Sacrificing the firearm in exchange for the power of bullets? The pistol is basically useless after one shot.

    After getting a general understanding of his opponent, Weir felt that this guy should be very strong, so he didn¡¯t care.  He rushed forward, trying to close the distance.

    Just before he took two steps closer, the young man on the opposite side fired again. He pulled out two guns on his legs, fired directly, then threw them away and continued to draw his guns.

    Weir felt that if he just dodged the bullet flying towards him, he could still dodge it, but after dodging, he would have no chance to get closer, so he relied on his reflexes and swordsmanship to cut the bullet in two with one sword.  section, causing the bullet to lose its accuracy.  You must not let the other party distance yourself from yourself.

    Young peopleIn less than a minute, he used up all the guns on his legs, but he didn't panic. Instead, he slapped the mechanism on the wooden box behind him, and a dozen more guns that were the same as those on his legs popped out from both sides of the wooden box.  pistol.

    Weir looked at the guy in front of him. This gun was a bit too much. Although he could kill the bullets, he had to bear the power of the bullets himself. He was not feeling well now and could not delay it any longer.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Out of "thunder mode" to maximize, the two swords pointed directly at the ground.

    Looking at Weir's posture, the young man felt his scalp numb for no apparent reason. He patted another location on the wooden box. This time, what appeared was a long-barreled rifle with a cannonball above the butt.  The shape of the iron ball shows how much gunpowder this guy put in the gun. He placed the wooden box of special materials in front of him and then set up the rifle.

    Will didn¡¯t pay attention to the young man¡¯s actions, but whispered something.

    "Secret Sword, Yan Hui"

    The young man felt that everything in front of him disappeared, and all his attention was focused on the front. In front of him, there were two purple sword auras showing a cross shape.

    Shoot without hesitation.  With a bang, the bullet came out of the chamber.

    The bullets that were invincible in the past did not stop the sword energy in front of them.  At a speed that the young man could not react at all, the sword energy first chopped the bullets, and then struck the wooden box. The sword energy was greatly hindered, and then the wooden box was chopped into four pieces, and finally it struck the young man's chest.  On the left hand, the left arm was directly chopped into pieces.  Even the left chest near the left hand was cut with several penetrating sword marks.

    The young man endured the severe pain to prevent himself from losing consciousness, and then quickly ran towards the wall on one side. He ran to the wall and took out a strange device on it, which looked like a cannon, but there was a seat at the rear of the cannon.  .

    The young man started the cannon directly, and there was a bang. Instead of firing the cannon shells, the cannon flew out, and the young man sitting on it flew out.

    Weir was also speechless. Weir had just finished his ultimate move and was weak for a period of time, so under normal circumstances, Yan Hui would not be needed if he could.  I originally thought that guy couldn't run far, but I didn't expect that he actually had such a device hidden. He just installed it and ran away.

    "He is an invention madman, but with that kind of injury, his hands and ribs may have been cut off by me, and he probably won't survive. Even if he survives, it would be good to come to me for revenge." Will didn't care about the enemy's escape.  Because Weir knows that the guys who use guns are not very strong in the later stage, and there are only a few who are strong.

    However, Weir was still very interested in the wood that could block Yan Hui's cutting. He picked up a piece of wood that was as big as two fists. Weir looked at it and saw that there was nothing special about it. After cutting it with his sword, it felt so hard.  With the 'thunder mode' turned on, he couldn't cut through this piece of wood. This piece of wood couldn't be Adam.

    After putting away the piece of wood, Will looked towards the three-story building of the manor.  He saw a middle-aged man looking at him from the window on the second floor, looking very calm.

    ??He took a few steps and sprinted up to the room where the middle-aged man was. He looked at the middle-aged man and took out the photo to compare. Yes, he was Steve Louis.

    "I have long expected that such a day would come and wanted to stop. Unfortunately, Doris did not agree. She has become obsessed with the slave trade and the feeling of disposing of other people's lives at will. She promised me a request. I will give up all my family property.  Give it all to you." Steve Louis said, looking at Will's face filled with death.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? didn¡¯t talk nonsense to Steve Louis, just cut him into two pieces with a sword, and walked out the door, property?  It's ridiculous. They are all real estate. What's the point of having it? Should I sell it?  The owner of the property has just passed away, and someone is selling his real estate. The world government will never look at it. No matter how incompetent it is, it is still the largest organization in the world.  As for the cash, just look for it yourself. Whether you can find it depends on God's will. In short, Weir was unhappy with this guy, so he killed him directly.

    As soon as Weir took two steps, he felt his trousers tighten, and found that Steve Louis, who had been cut into two parts, was holding on to his trousers and said with difficulty.

    "Let my daughter go. She knows nothing. She can be your wife. She is very beautiful. Let her live." After saying this, Steve Louis spit out a large mouthful of blood, relying solely on his will to support him.  .

    "Sorry, the mission I received is to kill your whole family, so please die in peace and take good care of your daughter down there. I won't do it for you." After that, he kicked Steve Louis away.  , walked towards the third building of the manor.

    "You devil, you must die a good death. Even if I, Steve Louis, go to hell, I will not let you go. I curse you and you will end up like me one day." Steve Louis is like an evil ghost.  A voice came from behind.

    "Hehehe, hehehe, hate it, you pig, even if I end up with the same fate as you, I will still live a glorious life." After saying that, he turned around and left, leaving Steve Louis with no anxious eyes.  .

    Before he died, Steve Louis looked at a ring on his hand. His expression was no longer that ferocious, but one of love and reluctance.

    It was a green diamond and platinum ring, which he wore on his thumb.  It was his fiftieth birthday, and his daughter bought it specially for him on an island rich in gems. For this purpose, his daughter took a boat trip for nearly a month.  He was almost kidnapped by pirates.

    Now, his daughter may also die.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)The scenery of life is glorious.  "After that, he turned around and left, leaving behind Steve Louis whose eyes were no longer anxious.

    Before he died, Steve Louis looked at a ring on his hand. His expression was no longer that ferocious, but one of love and reluctance.

    It was a green diamond and platinum ring, which he wore on his thumb.  It was his fiftieth birthday, and his daughter bought it specially for him on an island rich in gems. For this purpose, his daughter took a boat trip for nearly a month.  He was almost kidnapped by pirates.

    Now, his daughter may also die.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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