Anti-Japanese War, weapons designer at Fengtian Arsenal

Li Qinwu raised his head and glanced at the house next to him. Li Xiongnu had climbed the stairs to get here, walked in a straight line, and jumped from the second floor without any harm.

He was looking at Li Xiongnu, and the other person's clothes made him shout out.

"Fuck! Tyrant!"

That's right, Li Xiongnu's current attire is very similar to the tyrant in Resident Evil. He wears a black top hat on his head, a long black suit, a white shirt under the chest of the suit, and a red tie around his neck. No one knows what material the tie is made of, and it looks unusually blood red against the white shirt.

He wore a pair of black trousers with enlarged joints to facilitate movement, and a pair of mid-cut black leather boots, which were both elegant and practical.

He looks like a thug in a suit, but unfortunately the giant's face is a bit asymmetrical, and one eye is facing up while the other one is facing down, which slightly destroys his cold temperament.

Li Xiongnu picked up the two axes on the ground and looked back at Li Qinwu.

"Original body!"

Li Qinwu nodded, thinking that Li Hanchao understood him too well and that this aesthetic was completely ingrained in his heart.

In fact, these clones of Li Hanchao were created by the system based on Li Qinwu's personality. Each of them has the same world view, values, and aesthetics as him.

At that time, Li Hanchao went to find someone to make clothes for him. The traditional Chinese coat looked cheap on a man as tall as Li Xiongnu. Then he saw a suit shop run by foreigners on the street where clothes were made, so he went there to make suits.

In addition, he also made a suit for each of his other clones, spending a total of more than 500 yuan, not for any other reason, but because Li Hanchao thought a group of thugs in suits were very handsome. If Li Qinwu knew about it, he would only give him a thumbs up because he also thought it was handsome.

As for whether the clone would think Li Hanchao was acting on his own, the answer would be no, because he had been given the right to use the ten thousand oceans, and the clone would not bother the original body with such a trivial matter.

"Damn it! Where did this guy come from?!"

The leading ghost lying on the ground with his hands covering his chest screamed. The appearance of the giant Li Xiongnu put tremendous pressure on him. In a cold weapon duel, his height made him invincible. Everyone present was frightened by Li Xiongnu and dared not go any further.

"He's alone! Come on! Kill him. I'll give 500 dollars to whoever cuts off his head!"

Seeing that everyone was scared, this guy directly offered a reward. The swordsman who had been retreating hesitated. 500 oceans was an opportunity for them to change their fate. They didn't have to participate in the fighting between gangs, and could use the money to start a new life.

But looking at Li Xiongnu's arms that were thicker than their thighs and his body standing there like a mountain, they still didn't dare to take action.

Seeing this, the leader cursed the man in his heart as a loser and quickly raised the price again.

"1000! I'll give you 1000. And if anyone dies, the church will support your family. Your son will go to school! Your daughter will go to a church college!"

Now the morale of the crowd was aroused. Their faces turned red and they surrounded Li Qinwu and the other man, ready to take action.

Li Qinwu loaded a magazine into the Nambu 14. While they were talking nonsense just now, Li Qinwu filled the empty magazine with bullets. This gun only has two magazines, so he has to refill it when he finds a chance.

"Li Xiongnu, you deal with the back, and I'll take care of the front!"

He had just shot down several of the people in front of him, and two were shot dead by Li Xiongnu. There were only 14 of them left, and he had two magazines, which was just enough to deal with them.

"As ordered!"

Li Xiongnu replied, and rushed forward with two axes in hand. The swordsmen and axemen shouted and rushed forward from two directions.

Li Qinwu raised his pistol and fired a shot. One of the guys hit fell to the ground, holding his chest and screaming. He fired a second shot at the second guy, but the guy just staggered and still rushed towards him with bloodshot eyes.

These swordsmen lost their minds after being charged with 1000 dollars, and their adrenaline was rushing. In addition, the stagnation effect of the Nambu 14 was originally poor, and a fierce shot to the chest did not even knock the opponent down.

Li Qinwu quickly fired two more shots at the opponent, who fell to the ground. Then he quickly shot at several other people. These people had not completely lost their minds. When the gun went off, they all dodged to the left and right, trying to avoid the muzzle of the gun. Li Qinwu knocked down two more people again and began to change magazines.

Someone heard the gunfire stop and howled that he had no bullets, and everyone rushed towards him again.

Li Qinwu's reloading action was not as fast as the opponent's. Seeing a guy rushing towards him with a fierce look in his eyes and about to chop him down with a machete in his hand, Li Qinwu just inserted the magazine into the Nambu 14, but it was too late to pull the slide.

Li Qinwu leaned his body to the side, and an axe flew over and chopped into the guy's head, knocking him down in an instant.

Li Xiongnu, who was fighting with more than 20 people, threw the axe he had just used, solving Li Qinwu's crisis. Li Qinwu hurriedly pulled the slide of the pistol and continued shooting at other people.

In this battle, he discovered that his clone had other uses. He could share vision with Li Xiongnu and quickly exchange information and ideas.

Just now, Li Qinwu used this characteristic to inform Li Xiongnu of his crisis. Li Xiongnu then used a heavy blow to cut the two people in front of him in half, intimidated the others, and found the opportunity to throw an axe towards Li Qinwu to help him solve the crisis.

Li Qinwu felt that the skill of instant information sharing could be further developed, and perhaps knowledge could be shared. When one clone learned a certain skill, all clones would also learn it. However, this matter needed to be carefully considered later, not now.

Li Qinwu put his gun to one man's neck and shot, directly breaking his fragile throat. When the man fell down, the axe came towards Li Qinwu. Li Qinwu took advantage of the situation to grab his hand, then held his axe and kicked him in the abdomen to knock him down.

When the axe fell into his hand, Li Qinwu felt that he was holding an incredibly familiar object. He couldn't help but look at the axe in his hand. It was not an axe specially designed for combat. It was an axe that could be found everywhere and in any rural family in China.

Li Qinwu didn't know why, but when he held the axe he felt like he was holding the lifeline of the world. But when he chopped the axe blade on the neck of a thug rushing towards him and easily broke the man's neck, he felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction!

He pulled out the axe, raised the gun, and pulled the trigger at a man who was rushing towards the right, knocking the man down. He held the axe in his left hand and the gun in his right hand, and killed more than ten people without them getting close to him.

Li Qinwu had never learned any fighting skills in his previous life, but the axe in his hands became an extension of his limbs. Two opponents rushed up to him, and he easily dodged their attacks. Then, with a random smash of his axe, he could create a horrible wound on the opponent's body. He began to indulge in the pleasure of smashing the opponent's limbs with the axe.

However, compared to him, the battle on Li Xiongnu's side ended much faster. He had a body density twice that of an ordinary person, close to 300 kilograms. Anyone who was hit by his axe would not be left with a complete corpse.

At the beginning, about 20 people were able to rush forward because of their large numbers. However, after he chopped five or six of them to pieces in succession, the others became afraid and lost their bravery as at the beginning. Instead, they were killed even more miserably by Li Xiongnu. In a blink of an eye, only blood and broken organs were left on the ground.

When he killed only four survivors, they could no longer hold on and threw away their weapons and tried to escape.

Li Xiongnu picked up the weapons on the ground and threw them directly. Several people who ran far away were hit in the back by his flying axe. The axe blade cut into their backs, killing them to death.

Then he quickly rushed over to help Li Qinwu. The enemies on Li Qinwu's side were dodging because he had a gun. As soon as Li Xiongnu rushed in, these dodging guys were easily dealt with.

At this time, there were more than forty corpses lying on the street, most of them were chopped into pieces by Li Xiongnu. The ground was covered with blood and broken limbs. Except for the leader who was knocked down by Li Qinwu's gun, there was no one alive.

At this time, Li Xiongnu's ears moved, and he came to Li Qinwu and said, "Master, I heard a lot of footsteps approaching from one kilometer away. It may be the official organization of Fengtian City."

Li Qinwu put away the empty pistol, tore off a corpse's clothes to wipe the blood off the axe, put it on his waist, and pointed at the leader who was still howling.

"Bring him here, let's find a quiet place to interrogate him and see who sent him."