Chapter 161 Do You Want to Pick on the Weak? I, the Gun God,

Chapter 161 Do you want to pick on the weak? I, the Gun God, can defeat the sixth-level combat power!

Swish!

In the conference room, in the air, two consecutive explosions broke through the air and shot directly at the heads and hearts of Dongfang Ling and Yin Chen.

Danger!

Danger!

Just when Wang Zhong opened fire, Dongfang Ling felt a chill in his heart, and then, with his keen mental power, he felt three bullets containing rotating power, hitting his head and heart directly.

Also shot (hit)-into-his body.

What a pity.

Dongfang Ling is a power-based [sixth-level psychic warrior], with very developed muscle power, so although the three bullets from ordinary guns can be shot into his body, they only stay in his epidermis, but cannot break through his muscles and reach deep into the muscles.

"Pah!"

However, Wang Zhong's attack was not meant to kill Dongfang Ling, but to force Dongfang Ling to stop fighting.

"Hmph!"

After suffering a series of gunshot wounds, Dongfang Ling groaned and fell straight to the ground, looking a little embarrassed. If you look closely, you can see that there are two parts of his forehead and below his heart, which are inlaid with flattened brass bullets.

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On the other side.

Yin Chen, who was originally planning to use some killing moves, also groaned, and his figure fell directly in mid-air. It can be said that he fell as high as he jumped.

There was a small gap on his forehead and below his heart, which looked a little bloody.

It is obvious that even if Yin Chen's current strength is no less than that of Dongfang Ling, his physical strength is not as strong as that of a genuine [Level 6 Psionic Warrior].

So, on the floor of the conference room, Yin Chen fell to the ground in a very embarrassed manner.

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At the same time, it was precisely because of Wang Zhong's sudden series of attacks that the fight between the two sides on the field was broken. All of a sudden, Dongfang Ling and Yin Chen both stopped fighting. Instead, they raised their heads and looked at Wang Zhong with a pair of eyes full of murderous intent.

No, it was not just Dongfang Ling and Yin Chen...

Even Lin Xiaoyin, who was on the battlefield, raised her head and looked at the black figure standing in front of her with surprise.

"Wang Zhong, Wang Zhong! It's you!"

Soon, Lin Xiaoyin seemed to confirm something, and a voice with gratitude came out of her mouth. If you look closely, you can see a bright smile on her haggard face that was enough to drive away the dark clouds.

Just now, Lin Xiaoyin almost thought she was going to die.

But at the moment of death, Wang Zhong was like a savior who came from the sky, standing in front of Lin Xiaoyin and helping Lin Xiaoyin resist the attack.

This scene of a hero saving a beautiful woman also made Lin Xiaoyin's heart tremble, and a different emotion quietly emerged in her mind.

Swish.

In an instant, the figures of three people on the field fell on Wang Zhong.

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If it were someone else, they might be a little timid, but Wang Zhong, who had experienced several life-and-death battles, had become much more stable, so even facing the other two murderous eyes, he was not afraid at all.

Wang Zhong also raised his head and stared back with an unwilling look.

Crackling.

All of a sudden, an atmosphere full of invisible gunpowder filled the surroundings of Dongfang Ling, Yin Chen and Wang Zhong.

As a result, a strange atmosphere of silence filled the conference room.

However.

Wang Zhong also knew very clearly in his heart that this strange atmosphere of silence could not continue like this.

So, after thinking for a while, he decided to speak first to break the silence. At least, he couldn't let the war spread to himself.

"Leader, what happened?"

"I was just using the toilet downstairs, and I heard a sharp explosion. Then, as soon as I entered the door, I saw Dongfang Ling and Yin Chen fighting..."

"I also saw you unable to move..."

"What's going on?"

Wang Zhong looked at Dongfang Ling and Yin Chen, and asked Lin Xiaoyin with a puzzled look on his face: "If you really don't know how to explain, then just tell me directly who I should help now..."

This last sentence is the key to Wang Zhong's words.

Rather than being besieged by two enemies with strength comparable to [Level 6 Psionic Warriors], it is better to take the initiative to become a helper of one of the [Level 6 Psionic Warriors] to deal with the enemies of the other side.

Wang Zhong and one side besieged others together.

It was better than Wang Zhong being besieged by two enemies at the same time.

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One sentence.

Because of this sentence from Wang Zhong's mouth, the silent atmosphere on the field immediately changed.

All of a sudden, Dongfang Ling and Yin Chen no longer hated Wang Zhong, but were also on guard against each other.

The three parties were also on guard against the other two parties.

On the floor of the conference room.

Lin Xiaoyin, who was sitting on the floor, was stunned when she heard what Wang Zhong said. Soon, she seemed to have reacted and hurriedly explained to Wang Zhong: "Wang Zhong, Dongfang Ling wanted to snatch Yin Chen's treasure. Yin Chen had no choice but to continue to fight back and fight with Dongfang Ling."

"The reason why I was seriously injured just now was that I was injured by Dongfang Ling."

"At present, you must help Yin Chen and fight against Dongfang Ling together."

Although Lin Xiaoyin was seriously injured, she still explained to Wang Zhong rationally and clearly what had just happened.

[I guessed it was like this. ]

Hearing this, Wang Zhong nodded, and then he quickly turned his figure and faced Dongfang Ling, who was flashing with blue psionic light. At the same time, the muzzle of the black gun in his right hand was also turned, aiming directly at Dongfang Ling.

No one saw that when Wang Zhong knew that the enemy was Dongfang Ling, his eyes were flashing with an eager look.

Compared to Yin Chen, who was considered a colleague and friend...

Wang Zhong was more inclined to deal with Dongfang Ling...

After all, one was a colleague with a cold style of behavior, and the other was a leader who acted in his own way...

According to the principle of pointing the gun at the outside, Wang Zhong was also looking forward to fighting with Dongfang Ling. At least, he subconsciously hated Dongfang Ling.

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Suddenly, the three terrible murderous intentions on the field.

They were transferred from Wang Zhong to Dongfang Ling.

No, to be precise, it was the murderous intentions released by Wang Zhong and Yin Chen, all of which gathered on Dongfang Ling.

This situation also made Dongfang Ling a little angry.

He is a real [Level 6 Psionic Warrior], and now he is actually besieged by two juniors. If this matter is spread out, I am afraid that he will be laughed at by other colleagues.

"Hmph! An Ares warrior who barely reached the level of a [Level 6 Psionic Warrior] with the help of a mechanical remains..."

"The other one is a brat who barely possesses the power of a [Level 5 Psionic Warrior] with the help of this [Power Mechanical Armor]..."

"Haha, I didn't expect that a Level 6 Shadow King like me would be besieged by juniors one day!"

"Well, in that case, I can only cripple you so that I can breathe a sigh of relief."

When these words fell, a surge of murderous intent rose from Dongfang Ling's body.

At this time, Dongfang Ling didn't intend to show mercy. Anyway, the two subordinates committed crimes, and even if he crippled them, the superiors would not hold him accountable for anything!

Bang!

The next second, Dongfang Ling stomped his right foot hard on the floor tiles, breaking the floor tiles, and his figure was quickly wrapped in a level 6 psionic wave, like a blue lightning meteor, shooting straight towards Wang Zhong at a very fast speed.

At this moment, Dongfang Ling was planning to defeat Wang Zhong first.

"Oops."

Yin Chen, who was standing in the corner of the third side, saw this scene and shouted in a low voice. He hurriedly used the blood-red power of Ares, like an electric arrow, and quickly rescued Wang Zhong.

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In the meeting room.

"Sure enough, you have to pick the weak ones."

When Wang Zhong saw Dongfang Ling attacking him, his indifferent eyes instantly became a little sharper. At the same time, the [Power Mechanical Armor] he was wearing also burst out with a louder vortex sound.

Whoosh.

Wang Zhong's left hand was holding Lin Xiaoyin, and his legs were retreating.

At the same time, Wang Zhong quickly raised the black gun in his hand.

On the other side

Dongfang Ling, who was attacking Wang Zhong, looked at the raised mechanical gun, and a bit of disdain flashed across his face: "Haha, just ordinary weapons, they have no effect on me at all."

Closer!

Closer!

Soon, Dongfang Ling was only one meter away from Wang Zhong.

However.

Just when Dongfang Ling looked at Wang Zhong, he unexpectedly found that there was a deep blue phantom light flashing in Wang Zhong's eyes.

What's going on?

Before Dongfang Ling could react, an accident happened suddenly.

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At the same time.

Opposite.

After Wang Zhong saw Dongfang Ling suddenly enter his range within one meter, his mind moved, and he activated a special ability that belonged to him.

Visible to the naked eye, a trace of phantom blue light quietly appeared in his eyes.

Then, the scenes that Wang Zhong saw in front of him suddenly slowed down a lot. No, it should be said that everything around him, including the action of Dongfang Ling who was about to kick him, became three times slower in his eyes.

Even the action of Dongfang Ling after he made a move became slower.

It felt like watching a movie at 1x speed, but it was changed to a movie at 0.3x speed.

At this moment, the speed of time passing in Wang Zhong's eyes suddenly slowed down!

Or it could be said that Wang Zhong's reaction speed became faster in disguise.

This special ability is nothing else but a superpower that Wang Zhong unexpectedly awakened after reaching the level of [Intermediate Saint].

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[Thought Turning LV1: When the intermediate saint fully stimulates this type of supernatural power of perception, he will open this supernatural ability of thought turning, which makes his own mind strengthen all perceptions of the external time. One second of the external world is equivalent to about three seconds of his own sensory time. ]

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At this moment, time slowed down.

And Wang Zhong also had this sufficient reaction time to any information and any situation from the outside world.

[This [mechanical power armor] should not be able to withstand the attack of a [level six psychic warrior]! ]

[I must intercept Dongfang Ling's attack halfway. ]

[So, I must also be serious. ]

Soon, several thoughts of fighting emerged in Wang Zhong's mind.

With a thought, the power of the [Level 4 Psionic Energy] that emerged from Wang Zhong's body quickly gathered towards the [Mechanical Gun] in his hand, and finally, part of the Level 4 Psionic Energy gathered on the first bullet in the gun.

Aim, fire!

Wang Zhong performed this series of actions almost in one go.

"Pah!"

Then, a brass bullet flashing with psionic energy shot out from this [Mechanical Gun], and then this bronze bullet rotated and shot straight towards Dongfang Ling's left eye.

Crackling.

Strangely, around this rotating brass bullet, there was a trace of blue psionic energy.

Psionic Attachment!

It is a special method of [Level 3 Psionic Warrior] [Psionic Attachment].

Psionic attachment, blessing the weapon, can make the weapon more sharp and tenacious.

Psionic attachment, blessing the bullet, can make the bullet more lethal.

In this way, with the blessing of this fourth-level psionic power, this ordinary bullet can also exert a terrible lethality close to that of a machine gun.

This time, it was Dongfang Ling's turn to suffer.

"Boom!"

At the same time, Dongfang Ling also kicked with his right foot and kicked Wang Zhong's abdomen fiercely.

Visible to the naked eye, a series of vibrating air ripples emerged from Dongfang Ling's flying kick. It seemed that even the air could not withstand the power of his attack.

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At this moment, Wang Zhong, who leaped into the air, still saw these scenes around him in slow motion.

Whether it was the mechanical gun in his hand that fired bullets... or the rotating bronze bullet...

or Dongfang Ling who kicked at him in front of him...

they all seemed to be in some kind of slow-motion shot.

In layman's terms, everything in the conference room became slow, as if only Wang Zhong could move normally.

"I hope this [powered mechanical armor] can withstand the opponent's attack."

As this thought came to mind, the slowed-down scenes in Wang Zhong's eyes returned to normal.