Godslayer: Agent of the Gods, the Stabilizing Force at the Start

Bang.....

The golden cudgel was retracted, Scorpion Three fell to the ground, Su Ming walked up to him, picked up the walkie-talkie, and said, "You are now surrounded."

"You think too much."

Just as Su Ming was about to continue answering, a barely perceptible sound came from a building in the distance, followed by a bullet slicing through the air and hitting Su Ming precisely in the back of the head.

Lin Qiye's pupils contracted, and without thinking, he gripped his straight knife and stood in front of Su Ming. The powerful kinetic energy of the bullet instantly knocked him back, leaving a five-meter-long mark on his body.

This disciple was worth taking on; Su Ming looked at Lin Qiye with satisfaction.

Just as Lin Qiye stopped, another gunshot rang out from another building, and a bullet instantly flew toward Lin Qiye's head.

Su Ming activated his Fiery Eyes of Truth, and his golden cudgel struck the side of the bullet as it flew through the air.

The bullet veered off course and embedded itself deep in the snow.

"Two snipers?" Lin Qiye frowned as he stared in the direction the bullets came from.

In this heavy snow, if there is only one sniper, it is still possible to use the terrain to fight back. But with two snipers, it means that the blind spots will shrink rapidly.

Furthermore, their location was well-hidden, and their guns were silenced, making it difficult to determine their direction.

Su Ming didn't even glance at the sniper on the rooftop. Instead, he began scanning his surroundings and discovered that there were five people on the ground, four of whom were approaching them.

Meanwhile, another person was slowly walking towards Lin Qiye's floor from the low building in front of them.

Just as Su Ming was analyzing, another gunshot rang out, and a bullet whistled out, landing precisely in a patch of white snow on the opposite rooftop. The next second, a red flower bloomed, turning the white snow red.

Hundreds of meters away, a man in black lay prone in the snow, his body covered in thick snow, wisps of smoke rising from the muzzle of his gun.

“The first one,” Leng Xuan murmured.

He gently turned the scope in his hand, and a white camouflaged gun muzzle appeared in his field of vision. The sniper knew that there was another colleague among them.

A hint of panic appeared on his face as he searched for Leng Xuan's location.

Leng Xuan's cold finger pulled the trigger, and a bullet was fired the next moment.

Whoosh...

The bullet traveled hundreds of meters away and precisely pierced the sniper's forehead, leaving a grotesque, twisted hole, from which a spurt of blood once again appeared.

"The second one." Leng Xuan looked up from the sniper scope and down at the direction where they were about to be surrounded, and murmured.

"The rest is up to you."

"Seven Nights, in thirty seconds, four people will approach. You take care of them, and I'll go deal with the people at your door," Su Ming said, pointing upstairs.

"Leave it to me, Ming-ge. I'm entrusting my family to you. Please make sure nothing happens to them." Lin Qiye's eyes were full of sincerity.

In fact, he really wanted to go and rescue them himself, but one has to face reality. Su Ming is stronger than him and has a better chance of success. He should deal with these small fry himself to prevent them from affecting Su Ming's subsequent battles.

"Don't worry, if they lose even a single hair, you can chop me up." Su Ming waved his hand and walked upstairs with a flourish.

In the stairwell, a middle-aged man stood by the window, holding a lighter and lighting a cigarette. He listened to the conversation downstairs and chuckled.

"This kid's really good at bragging," Lü Liang muttered, exhaling smoke as he listened to the approaching footsteps in the hallway.

"Brother, slow down, let's have a chat." Su Ming's voice came from the stairwell.

To be honest, Lü Liang left a deep impression on him. He appeared in less than 500 words, but his death left behind a laughing stock.

Su Ming appeared in the stairwell, and Lü Liang skillfully took out a cigarette case and handed it to him.

"How dare you, a mere peak-stage Pool Realm cultivator, approach me?" Lü Liang asked with a smile.

It was naturally the Celestial Hound and Erlang Shen; he had just sensed a divine spiritual scan coming from upstairs.

This means that Yang Jian is also paying attention to this place, so being in this corridor means that it is absolutely safe.

"Because you're dying, I want to hear you talk." Su Ming took the cigarette case and skillfully put it in his pocket.

Lü Liang narrowed his eyes: "You Night Watchmen are really interesting to talk about. Within a radius of fifty kilometers, who is stronger than me? You're not planning to delay me here and wait for someone, are you? But as for you Night Watchmen of Cangnan City, no one who can kill me has been born yet."

"Let's talk as we walk. Do you believe that I can kill you with just a dog without lifting a finger?" The two walked upstairs side by side.

"You're not talking about the black dog Lin Qiye keeps, are you?" Lü Liang chuckled. "You're not going to say that dog ate me up in one bite, are you?"

"You don't think our Ancient God Church's intelligence organization is just sitting around doing nothing, do you?"

Su Ming thought for a moment, nodded in agreement, and said, "They really are just freeloaders."

Lü Liang didn't take it seriously; he was strong, but also very cautious.

From being an unknown nobody to where he is now, it wasn't his strength that mattered, but his caution. How could he possibly trust the intelligence agencies when facing the family of a god's agent? He had been observing them here for half a month, and Lin Qiye's two family members and even his dog were just ordinary people.

The reason he didn't kill Su Ming was because he wasn't fully familiar with Su Ming's fighting style and abilities. The casual conversation he was having now was also to understand Su Ming's personality weaknesses.

When the two were just one floor away from reaching their destination, he paused slightly and suddenly stopped.

At the top of the steps, a small, black, mangy dog ​​was lying down.

If you hadn't read the original story, you would never have imagined that the little black dog in front of you would be the Celestial Hound.

To prevent Xiao Hei Lai from indiscriminately killing innocent people, Su Ming quickly revealed a trace of the aura of the Monkey King.

Xiao Hei Lai's eyes suddenly lit up, and he turned to look at Su Ming.

Lü Liang raised an eyebrow, carefully examining the black dog before him, and burst into laughter: "This is the ugly dog ​​you were talking about that would kill me?"

Little Black Lai didn't have Su Ming's patience. He suddenly opened his mouth and swallowed Lü Liang whole with astonishing speed.

After finishing eating, Xiao Hei Lai stuck out his tongue.

In the kitchen, the range hood was constantly whistling, and Aunt was chopping potatoes on the cutting board with a knife in her hand.

Yang Jin was squatting on the ground, peeling potatoes, when his expression suddenly changed.

Why does it have the aura of Sun Wukong? Has this monkey awakened too?

But wasn't he not reincarnated?

"It sounds like someone is knocking on the door. I'll go check it out." Yang Jin put down the peeler in his hand and walked towards the door.

Xiao Hei Lai was still scrutinizing Su Ming when the door opened.

This was the first time Su Ming had seen Yang Jin, but he felt a sense of familiarity. Yang Jin looked almost exactly like Yang Jian, whom he had seen at the Nine Provinces Cauldrons. Except that Yang Jian had become gentler and less sharp, and he no longer wore those flashy clothes.

Su Ming greeted him with a smile, "Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun, it's been a long time."