Under One Person, Engage in Black Technology

Chapter 8 Trial
Zhao Yuan searched the two floors for a long time but found no trace of Liu Ke.

There was only one room left that hadn't been searched. He walked over with a sneer and yanked open the doorknob.

But as soon as he opened the door, a foot kicked out.

The kick was so fast and powerful that it sent him flying towards the iron fence beside the stairs.

Damn, has this pig evolved?

boom!boom!
Zhao Yuan found it difficult to understand the change in the opponent's strength, but his reaction was not slow. He noticed the shooting action and quickly used his body skills to avoid two shots by lying down.

Seeing Liu Ke firing and running away again, Zhao Yuan sneered and prepared to attack again.

But the speed has increased! ?

He suddenly found that he was unable to close the distance for a while.

Director Zhao thought that the gunshot wound on his leg was probably hindering his speed, and his anger grew even more. He stopped suppressing the wound and moved the distribution of Qi a little further towards his feet.

bass!
Zhao Yuan grabbed the corner, swung into the air, and swung the handle of the knife at Liu Ke.

Handle?
Liu Keben didn't care about the broken knife handle, but when it hit him, he suddenly had an impulse and subconsciously leaned sideways.

Sure enough, when he approached Zhao Yuan's hilt, a long Qi blade suddenly emerged from the broken end.

brush!
The Qi blade was very sharp and it cut a big hole in the wall like tofu.

"Tsk!" Liu Ke spat inwardly. He had thought that with his slightly strengthened body, he could trade a few blows with the opponent. But he hadn't expected the opponent to have such a hidden trick. The knife and the lightsaber were no different. He couldn't resort to close combat anymore.

Seeing Liu Ke running away, Zhao Yuan sneered, jumped up from the ground.

Nicknamed Piaomiao Dao, his swordsmanship and body movements were naturally the strongest. He wielded the Qi Blade, a technique passed down from his ancestors, allowing him to flex and extend freely. If he struck at close range, he would surely be able to remove the pig's head in just a few rounds.

The supporting column exploded with a crack, severed by Zhao Yuan's Qi Blade. Zhao Yuan caught Liu Ke, who was hiding behind it, and kicked him away. The guardrail was no match for him, and Liu Ke fell directly from the second floor.

Zhao Yuan laughed heartily, chased to the corridor, took a look, and then leaped from the second floor. He clasped his hands together, ready to chop off the damned head with his mighty force.

But after Liu Ke landed, he quickly turned over and took advantage of the opponent's jump in the air and unable to move, and fired two shots in a row.

boom! Snapped!
Zhao Yuan was well prepared. He swung the Qi blade in his hand, and the sword energy flowed tightly, blocking the two bullets.

Li Pi Hua Shan's momentum was disrupted, so he turned around and held the knife in his backhand, stabbing at Liu Ke. In just a few breaths, he used three sets of moves, each of which was a lethal move, and each one was intended to end Liu Ke's life.

But Liu Ke had already taken [Compound No. 8] at this moment, and was half a step away from ascending to the steroid planet. As he moved around, his muscles were broken and reshaped, his body fat percentage was approaching the perfect %, and his physical fitness was also constantly improving.

Especially his prosthetic eye, which looked like Zhao Yuanru's slow motion, and he dodged all of his killing moves.

Zhao Yuan also noticed something was amiss. The pig across from him was surprisingly as skilled as a human. His eyes widened in anger, the Qi blade on the hilt vibrating and steaming. He swung his sword three times from a distance of seven or eight meters. Three large, azure blades of light pierced the ground and split the air.

But in a rage, it is inevitable to lose one's mind.

If this blade were used to butcher a pig, it would naturally shred the meat. But when used to attack a living person, the attack was too intense, and Liu Ke on the opposite side dodged it with a simple roll.

After Zhao Yuan swung the three swords, his dantian became a mess, and the wounds on his body could no longer suppress the pain. He let out a howl and trembled on the spot.

Liu Ke naturally did not intend to miss this good opportunity. He rolled over and lay on the ground and fired a shot.

"Ahhh!!! My hand!!! Ahhhh!!"

As luck would have it, the gun hit Zhao Yuan just as he was struggling in pain, and hit his right hand, breaking his palm and causing the knife handle to fall off.

Liu Ke wasn't in good shape either. The medicine was effective, but the side effects were excruciating. He'd fought so hard before, fueled by the adrenaline rush of near-death experience. But now, with the other man lying down, he was sweating profusely, nearly dying.

So, why are guns useful? Because they allow you to kill without any effort.

He walked over slowly, about five or six meters away, raised his right hand, and aimed [Prelude] at Zhao Yuan.

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A figure suddenly appeared in front of Liu Ke, broke his hand with one hand, and deflected the gun, with the muzzle facing the ground.

Where the hell did this stupid white curly-haired guy with a cigarette in his mouth come from?

But Liu Ke discovered that not only he was held down by someone, but Zhao Yuan, who was lying on the ground and rolling around, was also held down by someone.

The person who was holding Zhao Yuan down was none other than 'Sister Bao'.

Xu Si spat the cigarette in his mouth onto the ground and muttered, "Hey, you came at the wrong time."

He blinked a few times, looked at the gun and said, "Possessing a gun illegally can lead to jail time."

Liu Ke had no intention of answering. At this moment, his entire body seemed to have lost its strength. He was dazed, trembling, numb, and unconscious. All kinds of physical "reminders" told him that if he didn't pull the trigger, this demon might survive.

"Are you here to save him?"

Liu Ke tried to move the gun towards Zhao Yuan, but Xu Si's hand stopped him.

"I'm here to save you too."

Xu Si tilted his head and motioned Liu Ke to look at Zhao Yuan.

Feng Baobao was punching him in the abdomen at this moment, and while Zhao Yuan was exhausted, she pulled out another knife handle from his intact left hand.

"Zhao Yuan, the Misty Blade, has more than one hilt like this. If you had come any closer, the Qi Blade would have opened and you would have been the one to die."

Liu Ke was silent, then asked, "Who are you?"

Xu Si used his free hand to open the magazine of the Prelude and unload the bullets. He then lit a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and said, "Just be the 'relevant department.'"

".What are you going to do with him?"

Xu Si frowned and said, "This is the first time I've seen this. According to the procedure, we'll destroy his meridians first."

Zhao Yuan, lying on the ground, suddenly said, "You bastard! Xu Si, I'm just a fucking director, I only collect money. The work is done by ordinary people. I never attack ordinary people. What gives you the right to destroy my meridians? Or do you still think this guy is just an ordinary person?"

After saying that, Zhao Yuan burst into laughter.

After hearing this, Xu Si's face also turned dark.

This Zhao Yuan
Liu Ke suddenly asked, "Can't we just kill this scumbag?"

Hearing this, Xu Si's frown suddenly relaxed, and he said with a strange smile, "Yes. We can't. We all have to follow the rules. After all, they are the 'relevant departments'."

Liu Ke and Xu Si just looked at each other, and felt that there was a subtle emotion on the other's cynical face.

What does that look mean to you?
What are you upset about? Are you upset with Zhao Yuan?

Then why didn't you let me kill him just now?

He looked at Zhao Yuan again. This devil was even grinning now.

Even if this kind of scumbag goes to court, can he really be sentenced to death? Can he get the punishment he deserves?

Most likely not. If he was going to die, how could he still laugh?

Thinking of those poor people who were tortured and died in vain in the underground cold storage, he suddenly felt very sad.

How many innocent people must there be? Hundreds?

How many were there before?

In the future, how many more will there be in the future?

Letting such a person go unpunished? Liu Ke felt a surge of anger rising in his heart.

No! Absolutely not!
If only I had made an extra gun this morning.
If we had done more then, we could have punished this demon now instead of leaving it to the law with unknown consequences!

If only there was another gun!

Any gun!

Anything is fine!
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Feng Baobao, who was holding Zhao Yuan, suddenly turned around and looked at Liu Ke. The other's face was tense, and the Qi in his body, which was no different from that of an ordinary person, suddenly began to churn.

She looked at Xu Si, only to see him shaking his head. Then she remembered the instruction "Don't worry about other people", so she just stared at Liu Kefa in a daze.

In her eyes, as the Qi in Liu Ke's body surged to its peak, his left palm suddenly began to blur and distort synchronously.

The next moment, a silver-red pistol that was completely different from the one in [Prelude] gradually appeared in Liu Ke's hand as if it were 3D printed.

[Malorian Arms 3516], Johnny Silverhand's weapon, a pistol that does not exist in this world and only exists in the Blackwall production specifications.

Rubbing the new guy that emerged from his left hand, Liu Ke lifted it up expressionlessly and faced Zhao Yuan.

boom!
boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!
You have earned 50 Karma Points.

The job is done.

(End of this chapter)