Chapter 1,181 The Power of One Gun!

No fight? No shouting either?

Just watching there?

Brother Hu looked confused and completely confused.

Could it be...are they afraid?

However, less than two seconds after this unrealistic idea emerged, it was extinguished by a loud sound of landslide and ground cracking.

Boom——

Continuous roars came from a distance, as if some giant beast had fallen, shaking the entire land, so that everything in the garage was shaking. That door, that table, and that person.

After half a minute, the "earthquake" subsided.

The younger brother who was standing next to Brother Tiger climbed out from under the long table, stared blankly at the ceiling of the garage, and murmured to himself.

"The ground, was there an earthquake?"

"..."

Brother Hu didn't speak, just stood there.

His face was filled with panic and despair that he had never seen before.

The originally clean clothes, face, and hair were now covered with wall dust shaken from the ceiling. The figure looked downcast and haggard, as if he had aged dozens of years in an instant.

Just now, he suddenly remembered a legend.

The legend about the NAC order number...

…

To the east of Shangjing City, over Qincheng, a dazzling white light flashed away.

A mass of fifty kilograms was ejected from the chamber, and the entire steel airship was slowly pushed back more than ten meters under the recoil.

The distance of two hundred kilometers passed in an instant, and the mass bomb accurately hit the main building of Dongcheng Hospital.

"boom--"

Just hear a loud noise!

Seeing where the bullet hit, spiderweb-like cracks spread along the wall in an instant, penetrated inward, and then collapsed! The steel frame cracked inch by inch, collapsing backwards along with the cement debris.

The whole building felt like it was pushed by a big hand and fell backwards like an avalanche.

Looking blankly at the building sunk in the billowing dust, Zhao Qiuran opened his mouth slightly, but this time he couldn't say a word.

After five minutes, the thick dust still failed to dissipate.

There is no doubt that no one is immune.

Looking at the messy ruins and the dust haze that could not be dispersed for a long time, the corners of Jiang Chen's mouth slightly raised in a playful arc, but he seemed to be talking to himself.

"Fifty kilogram mass bomb. Gee, I wonder if you can see it from the Pan-Asia Building."

Seeing that the thick dust had almost dispersed, Jiang Chen turned around and looked at the guards behind him who were gearing up.

"Come on, let's go in and have a look."

"yes!"

A uniform roar.

Lu Fan waved his hand, and the nineteen personal guards behind him divided into three groups. One group protected Jiang Chen, and the remaining two groups divided into two waves, one on the north and the other on the south, heading towards Dongcheng Hospital.

Six personal guards were in front of him, but Jiang Chen did not enter the hospital immediately, but glanced at Zhao Qiuran.

"Can you use a gun?"

After recovering from the shock, Zhao Qiuran swallowed and nodded vigorously.

"Yes, of course."

Is not this nonsensical?

If you can't even use a gun, what kind of loner are you?

Jiang Chen gestured to the guard next to him and pointed to the short-barreled submachine gun hanging on his waist.

The guard understood, took off the secondary weapon from his waist, and handed it to Jiang Chen.

"then."

After hurriedly taking the weapon thrown by Jiang Chen, Zhao Qiuran looked at the submachine gun in his hand and then at him, his expression looking quite unbelievable.

"Don't you want to prove your worth?" Jiang Chen smiled and raised his chin slightly toward the ruins, "Now I'll give you a chance."

Zhao Qiuran moved slightly and glanced at Jiang Chen gratefully.

In the wasteland, weapons mean trust, and giving weapons means recognition.

Without further ado, Zhao Qiuran responded to this trust with actions.

Pulling up the gun, the eyes looking towards Dongcheng Hospital regained their wolf-like ferocity.

This was her original posture, that of a lone traveler wandering the wasteland.

Looking at Zhao Qiuran who had regained his condition, Jiang Chen nodded with satisfaction. This was the look he saw at the auction, and only such warriors were worth recruiting. He was worried that he had scared her silly before, but now it seemed that he was completely overly worried.

How could he leave a person with rare mental abilities alone?

It's just that such a powerful lone traveler is often a double-edged sword. If you are not familiar with it, you will hurt yourself. Only by combining kindness and power to make her realize her own insignificance and willingly put down her pride and work for her, can this double-edged sword be able to slash freely.

…

There was loud gunfire inside Dongcheng Hospital.

Most of the more than five hundred looters were buried under the rubble.

And there are only a hundred or so predators left, no match for the NAC Marshal's Guards. Even if they were lucky enough to escape because they were not in the building, facing the guards who surrounded them in three groups, these bandits who only bullied the weak and feared the strong were defeated steadily.

Four DIY power armors are of no use at all.

A portable rocket flew away with white smoke, and soon penetrated a powered armor that was on the front line and fired.

Holding the submachine gun in his hand, firing while flexibly using the bunker to advance, Zhao Qiuran's combat effectiveness was not inferior to that of several personal guards.

Counting on Jiang Chen to take her to Wanghai City, she naturally worked very hard as she was eager to show her worth. This was a pain for the looters hiding in the ruins. With the cooperation of mental shock and mental mark to detect enemies, Zhao Qiuran's shooting skills were so accurate that the opponent could not even lift their heads.

The defeat of the Tiger Wolf Gang has been decided.

Seeing that there was nothing they could do, the predators, who had little moral integrity to begin with, decisively chose to escape.

I don't know who started it, and soon a second deserter appeared, and with the second deserter, the third one was naturally inevitable. In less than ten minutes, the looters who had been resisting suddenly dispersed, turned their backs to the enemy's guns, and ran for their lives howling like wolves and ghosts.

With one foot on the broken concrete, Lu Fan fired a few symbolic shots in the direction in which the group of predators were escaping.

Seeing that he could no longer hit anyone, he put away the rifle in his hand, spit hard at the cement pile next to him, and cursed.

"A bunch of cowards."

In this way, the battle in Dongcheng Hospital ended quickly.

After briefly cleaning the battlefield, the three guards united and gathered on the lawn in the center of the hospital.

Looking at Zhao Qiuran standing aside, Jiang Chen said.

"give it to you."

"I will handle it."

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Qiuran closed his eyes.

The tentacles of spiritual power spread around, weaving into a web.

Even if you turn on the life signal shielding device, you can't cover up your spiritual imprint.

Although her eyes were closed, her mind was clear at the moment. The spiritual imprints hiding in the dark are like flickering candles, floating in the endless darkness, with nowhere to hide.

Ignore the dying "candlelights" under the ruins.

Zhao Qiuran reached out and pointed in the direction of the underground garage.

"There were probably more than fifty people there."

Lu Fan gestured to the brothers beside him, raised his rifle again and pointed it in the direction of the underground garage.

Looking at the garage located downstairs of the Department of Internal Medicine, a playful smile appeared on Jiang Chen's lips.

"Looks like we're going to meet again."

I don’t know if those two cats are still on “Brother Tiger”’s face. (To be continued.)