Legend of the Supreme Soldier: Section 525 Pressure

Doka’s study is very large, and it doesn’t seem crowded to accommodate a dozen people. There were seven or eight people sitting in it, some were drinking tea leisurely, some were discussing in groups of two or three, some closed their eyes and rested, and some were already asleep, snoring in a rhythmic sense.

"Little Mo'er is back." It was Duo Ka who was the host here.

"Hmm." Shu Moer nodded obediently. She is the most beloved of this group of people, and everyone does not hesitate to give their attention and kindness to this beautiful and kind little girl.

But don't be deceived by her innocent appearance, her strength is unambiguous, and she can become a sixth-level shooter at a young age, which not only shows her outstanding talent, but also proves her hard work. And she also has much more practical experience than a shooter of her age, which is especially commendable.

"Mo Er, are you having fun today?" It was Wei Zheng who was speaking. He was the closest shooter to Shu Mo'er in the entire team. This year he is only twenty-four years old. Although he is four years older than Shumoer, he can still be called a genius at this age.

I don't know why, Shu Moer dislikes Wei Zheng very much. It stands to reason that Wei Zheng is outstanding both in appearance and background. Wei Zheng comes from a family, has excellent education, always has a charming smile, and his demeanor is very comfortable. Moreover, he has the blood of the Hidin ethnic group, and his appearance is not inferior to any beautiful man. You know, the Hiddin people have always been known for their handsome men.

Wei Zheng, who is the representative of a perfect man in many women's minds, has no feeling for Shu Moer. If it weren't for Wei Zheng's strong strength and everyone was in a team, she would definitely not fake it. In her eyes. She even felt that Wei Zheng did not have Edward, who was often alcoholic, as cordial.

Wei Zheng seems to be very enthusiastic about Shumoer, which makes Shumoer very distressed. Originally, Wei Zheng wanted to go out with her this time, but Shu Mo'er spent a long time before resigning.

Although there was some discomfort in her heart, she still said in a good manner: "Yeah. Very happy, thank you Brother Wei."

Wei Zheng showed a very charming smile: "Mo Er just have fun."

"Mo Er, what fun happened today? Seeing you are so happy." Duka asked with interest.

When talking about today's affairs, Shu Moer became interested: "Uncle Duka, Moer met a very interesting person today!"

Doka's gaze was a bit of doting, and she smiled and asked: "Who can make our Moer so excited?"

"Haha, it's not our Moer who met his lover." It is Peng Acha who is joking, he is the oldest in the group, red rosacea, messy head The bird's feathers grow wild. She has a child-like personality and loves to joke the most.

Wei Zheng still had a charming smile on his face, but his eyes flashed.

Shu Moer anxiously defended: "No. No way! I met a very powerful weapon maker today, but he once made a weapon land for an eighth-level shooter."

"Oh, there is such a character in Tacheng?" The people who had closed their eyes and rested sat up, and everyone was very interested in the news.

Doka frowned: "Impossible, if there is such a character. I must know. If weapons are made relatively well, there is probably only one weapon maker called Christine in this area. But. Although her skills are not bad, she is not yet capable of making weapons for eighth-level shooters."

Shu Mo'er smiled triumphantly: "Hehe. I also met the Christine you mentioned today. She is the student of the weapon maker." Suddenly, Shu Mo'er's expression was a little weird, she thought Christine, this woman is a bit scary!

Wei Zheng sensitively caught Shu Mo'er's expression and didn't know what he thought of. The chill in his eyes grew stronger, but the smile on his face became more charming.

Doka was surprised: "Christine's teacher? I haven't heard of this. If it really is Christine's teacher. It's quite possible."

Shu Mo'er mysteriously said: "Yes, you must all know that eighth-level shooter."

"Who is it?" Peng Acha asked curiously.

Shu Mo'er proudly said: "Shaya, everyone knows it. It is said that she replaced this light gun with a piece of pygmy wood. It is said that the light gun can penetrate a five-centimeter thick stone target between clouds."

Everyone was shocked: "Penetrate a five-centimeter thick stone target among the clouds? Great!"

Shu Mo'er is even more proud, as if she made the light gun: "You must not guess what that gun was made of."

"What is the land? Light star birch? Or night fog?" Peng Acha was very interested.

"Hehe, it's wrong!" Shu Moer and Peng Acha have a very good relationship. She smiled wittyly: "I knew you couldn't guess it. I was shocked when I heard it. That light gun was actually used. The most common blue cedar."

"Impossible!" Several people exclaimed in unison.

The people who were still a little sleepy were all shocked at this time. Everyone looked at each other. The news was really shocking. The weapon made by the snow-spotted blue fir can penetrate five centimeters of stone between the clouds, which is unheard of and incredible.

"Little Moer, take me! Ha, my old friend also wants a light gun like this!" Peng Acha's eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to rush to the magic weapon maker immediately Go there.

Shu Mo'er was a little embarrassed: "Pengpeng, that person has a weird temper. I didn't think of a way. Besides, Shaya's light gun was exchanged for a piece of turtle wood. What good things do you have? Change with him?"

Peng Acha suddenly slouched, like a frosted eggplant: "No, the pygmy wood thing is only found in the depths of Dakenis. My old friend hasn't gone to such a sinister place yet."

"Pengpeng, don't worry, I'm also thinking of a way. Anyway, we have to stay here for a long time and think of a way slowly." Shu Mo'er quickly coaxed Peng Acha.

Everyone is silent, and things like Propylaea are probably only available to Grade 8 shooters. They are only six-level shooters, and the strength gap between eighth-level shooters. There is still a considerable gap.

At this moment, someone rushed into the study, but it was a man with thick eyebrows.

"Neville, what's the matter?" Zongwen asked. He is also the leader of the entire team. Zong Wen has a clear face and extremely energetic eyes. He is in his prime time as a shooter in his forties this year. Neville usually sinks." He was calm in the event of trouble, and Zong Wen was a little surprised by the ups and downs today.

Everyone's eyes immediately gathered on Neville's face.

Neville, who is usually honest and steady, raised two thick eyebrows: "I just met someone."

"Who?" Zong Wen's face was a bit solemn. If it were an ordinary person, Neville would definitely not have such an expression. Who among them has no enemies? Could it be that Neville met his former enemy?

"I was wandering the street today, and suddenly felt that there was a robbery not far away. I ran towards there, but I saw an amazing scene. One person. The two robbers were wiped out." Neville said solemnly, his expression very solemn.

Peng Acha said: "I said Xiao Nei, this is your fault. One person destroys two robbers. This is too normal, is it worth such a surprise? If you meet me Peng, huh, seven or eight people are all right."

Everyone looked at Neville with puzzled eyes, and Peng Acha said their doubts.

Neville shook his head: "It is not uncommon for one person to destroy two robbers. But what if he does it with his bare hands?"

"Unarmed?" Everyone's expressions became serious.

Neville nodded: "It's bare hands! Both of them have light guns in their hands."

No one spoke at this time. Faced with two armed robbers with bare hands, if you are your own, what is your chance of winning? quickly. Everyone concluded that unless the opponent is not a shooter, they have no chance of winning with bare hands.

"The two robbers are both shooters, one is level three and the other is level 4." Neville's words made everyone guess the only possibility also disappeared.

"Impossible. Even an eighth-level shooter can't face two gun shooters with bare hands." Wei Zheng said suspiciously.

Neville took a deep breath: "This is what I saw with my own eyes! And their fighting at that time happened to be within the scope of my spiritual thoughts."

Everyone was silent for a while. They all understand that the eyes can deceive people, but the spirit will never deceive people. What's more, the spirit sense of a sixth-level archer who has always been "shen" will never go wrong.

"The man was very cold, and his shot was very cruel. He broke the throats of the two robbers with just one move. I later went to examine the two corpses, and the throats of the two corpses were completely shattered! "

Neville's deep voice, like a dream, dropped a blockbuster in everyone's hearts.

The room is quiet, and the air is pressing on everyone's heart like heavy lead, making people breathless. Everyone is wondering if they can win if they meet such a terrible guy.

Neville raised his head, glanced at everyone, and smiled bitterly: "And I found that if I face him alone, there is no chance of winning."

When this sentence came out, everyone was shocked.

Zong Wen reluctantly smiled and said: "You don't have to be so arrogant, you are also a sixth-level shooter. It spreads out, people who don't know, think we are all parallel imports."

Zong Wen's words refreshed everyone's spirits, but no, they have already entered the ranks of six-level shooters, they are not ordinary goods that can be seen everywhere.

The bitterness on Neville's face is even stronger: "Because I found that at the moment he started his hand, my spirits couldn't perceive him at all, let alone locked in."

"How is it possible?" Now, even Zongwen, who has always been calm, couldn't help it, and the rest of the people were all changed.

Seeing everyone's shock. Neville calmed down instead: "It's true. His movements are too fast, like lightning. I can't see clearly. He seems to be able to perceive my spiritual thoughts. The moment he acted, my spiritual thoughts were Lost his trace."

He showed a look of memories: "He is the fastest and most agile man I have ever seen. The power in his hand is so great that the throats of the two robbers are completely shattered. You can imagine him hit Strength. The two robbers did not have time to fire a shot, his speed was too fast. Moreover, he did not use any tools, relying solely on the strength of his legs to jump on the wall more than three meters high. At the time I thought I saw one. Tanuki."

"Do you see what he looks like?" Zong Wen asked.

Neville shook his head: "No, I only saw one of his back."

After Neville finished speaking, everyone was lost in thought. Within a day, they met two such powerful people. Could it be that the small Yetacheng is also a place where the dragon and the tiger are hidden?

Ye Zhong ignored the absent-minded Christine, he had a lot of things. He just finished testing some materials he has already used. He has a very thorough understanding of the properties of commonly used materials such as blue fir. All this is due to the advanced instruments that were raided from the research team. These instruments are all very advanced, and some are not even available on the market. The instruments developed by the scientific research team secretly are all cheaper by Ye Zhong.

Ye's foundation in the production of heavy weapons is very solid, especially on the principle level. This is the foundation that those "Aurora" grandpas tirelessly laid for him. This is also the most important reason why he can face new materials with ease.

The defensive weapons made some time ago were very rough because they didn’t understand the nature of the materials. Now Ye Zhong knew every parameter of them well, and he planned to re-adjust these weapons.

Every hidden weapon in the yard was taken out by him.

Christine's open mouth could swallow an egg, she was completely scared!

What does he want to do?

She didn't even know that there was such a deep murderous intention hidden in this seemingly empty yard! In the corner of the yard ~IndoMTL.com~In the walls of the fence, weapons are hidden everywhere. The most exaggerated thing is that in the center of the courtyard, under a sliding stone slab, there are forty-nine large-caliber light-egg cannons with a diameter of more than 20 centimeters. She has seen no fewer than five gun formations like this.

Christine's scalp is completely speechless, and the heavy firepower seen here is almost comparable to a military fortress.

And when Ye Zhong was in front of her and casually disassembled and modified these terrifying weapons, Christine felt that he was going crazy!

No, this guy is crazy! This guy is a real lunatic!

The thing that made Christine feel the horror and chills was that Ye Zhong's face was calm when he was refitting. It seemed that Ye Zhong did not seem to be doing a certain dangerous job, but as if he was just doing something that couldn't be more common here, such as drinking tea. Moreover, his movements are very skillful. At a glance, he knew that this kind of thing was not done once or twice, and Christine swallowed hard.

And when Kristin saw Ye Zhong sitting on the muzzle of a thick barrel that could explode a fighter plane and nibbling on dry food, she finally fainted.

The only thought in her mind before she passed out, this world is crazy!