Data Wasteland

While speaking, Cassie deliberately tilted her neck and glanced at the short knife on her waist.

How could Chen Xing not understand what the other party meant, Cassie was using his own melee advantage to oppress his medium- and long-range combat unit. Before that, he discovered that Cassie was surreptitiously asking a female mercenary for his data.

Because Cassie is a refugee, there is no black table, so she can only ask others. And the female mercenary who was asked did not seem to meet his requirements. However, judging from the weapons carried by Chen Xing, nine out of ten are good at mid- and long-range.

"Okay, let's play for a while." Chen Xing smiled and stood up and said, "But I want to make it clear, I don't have many gold coins."

Cassie also smiled, showing white teeth, and said, "Don't worry, we play very little."

"Okay." Chen Xing nodded in response, lowering his head to get out of the tent.

As soon as his feet landed, he suddenly spun around and hit Casey's face with a punch. The moment the fist touched his face, a blue glow flashed past, which was a sign that the psychic armor had been activated. This Cassie had been prepared for a long time, and had secretly opened the defense. But it was useless. His movements were fast and cruel, and without warning, Cassie couldn't avoid it at all. Even with the psionic armor turned on, he was hit on the ground with a punch.

Cassie supported the ground with one hand, twisted and pulled out the short knife with the other hand. But he hadn't had time to make the next move, and a black hole's muzzle had been aimed at him.

The texture of the gun body is flowing with crystal blue light, indicating that the bullets in the gun barrel have been fully charged, even if the psychic armor is turned on, it may not be able to prevent it. What's more, the opponent's energy storage time is so short, the strength is definitely not simple.

"I suggest you..." Chen Xing said slowly, holding the silver pistol in both hands, "It's best not to mess with me. I can kill several things like you."

"Oh!" Cassie rolled his eyes, as if surprised, put away the dagger, and said, "Brother, take it easy, I just want someone to play cards."

"Do you think I can't shoot?" Chen Xing narrowed his eyes, maintaining a gun-holding posture.

"God..." Cassie showed an innocent expression, shrugged, and said, "We are comrades in arms, a business group..." Then, he pointed to the workers elsewhere, "Look at them, they are all ours. brothers."

"Very good." Chen Xing said.

Cassie made a gesture of holding guns in both hands, and then stepped back and said, "Since you are not free, I will leave first." After speaking, he turned and left with a relaxed look. But before he took a few steps, there was a cold and quiet voice behind him, "Did I say that I can go?"

Cassie paused and turned back slowly. Chen Xing's finger was pressing on the trigger, shrinking little by little.

"Do you really think I can't shoot?" Chen Xing asked again. He must cause enough intimidation to ensure that the opponent will not continue to beat his ideas. As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of a thief, you are afraid of it. Being worried by this kind of person makes it uncomfortable to sleep at night.

Unexpectedly, Cassie "thumped" and knelt directly on the ground, with a wonderful expression on his face, almost crying out, "Brother, I was wrong!" He clasped his hands together, pleading bitterly. "Don't kill me, I have an old mother in my family, and a newborn baby, big brother, I was wrong, I was really wrong..."

Chen Xing froze for a moment, and slowly put down the gun, the texture of the gun body gradually dimmed.

"You go." Chen Xing sighed and turned back to the tent.

The moment Chen Xing turned around, Cassie suddenly violently drew out his short knife. But before he could stand up, his eyes suddenly went dark, one foot swept over, drew it on his temple, and rolled out directly.

Cassie shook his dizzy head, and just turned his head, he saw the black hole of the muzzle, and the silver pistol blooming with blue light. Seeing the growing blue light, despair appeared in his eyes.

"Boom!"

With a gunshot, Cassie hugged her head in her hands, curled up on the ground and yelled.

However, after a while, the expected death did not come. He quickly turned over and fumbled on his body repeatedly, but did not find the place where he was shot. He sighed in relief and fell limp on the ground, "My God."

"Remember..." There was a faint voice above his head, "You have one last chance."

Chen Xing stopped his gun and left. He could be sure that in the next journey, the other party would not make his mind anymore.

When Chen Xing got into the tent again, Cassie fell down and lay on her back, staring at the sky blankly. At this moment, his mind is suffering tremendously, painful, but not only because his crotch is wet. It's because the reason his crotch got wet is just because of an onomatopoeia...

The opponent never fired a gun!

"A Qiaomu, you are right, he is indeed a cruel person."

A few hours later, by the campfire, Cassie said to a female mercenary.

This female mercenary was dressed in nomadic costumes, wrapped in a gray headscarf, wearing a short shirt and a long skirt, and a leather waistcoat. Under her feet was a pair of rough-worked sheepskin boots tied with beef tendon. Carry one on your back

An assault rifle, with a scimitar hung on his waist, and half of the hilt exposed from the boot. This is a typical sandman's attire. Whether walking in the wilderness or walking in the desert, it is first-class.

Her exposed skin showed a red copper color under the firelight, which was also a typical sandman skin color. The appearance is not good, but it is not ugly. The eye sockets are slightly sunken. He is about 30 years old and has the charm of a mature woman. The figure is good, the big place is big, and the small place is small. Women who can come out to be mercenaries have at least not much fat.

"I seem to smell the rotten smell of horse urine." A Qiaomu said, covering his nose.

"Damn it!" Cassie rolled his eyes and cursed.

"You better keep your voice down." A Qiaomu said.

"Why?" Cassie was a little dazed.

"He's here." A Qiaomu said, and glanced sideways.

Cassie looked to the side and couldn't help but muttered, "Damn it!"

Chen Xing walked over and shook the playing cards in his hand towards Cassie, "Come to play?" That playing card was exactly what Cassie had just left.

"Just play," Cassie said bitterly.

As he was about to pick up the playing cards, Chen Xing threw himself to the side without warning. Then, a dull gunshot broke the silence of the night.

Cassie turned his head subconsciously and looked away. The male mercenary sitting across from the bonfire bowed his head, blood and brain splattered all over the floor.

"Xiete!" Cassie yelled and rushed into the dark.

A Qiaomu grabbed the bucket next to him, splashed it on the bonfire, rolled over and melted into the darkness.

"Assault, there is an attack!" "Get down, get down!" "Put out the fire!" Hearing the gunfire, there was a riot in the camp. However, most of the people are old employees of the business group. They have seen the scene, and they have not been too flustered.

Chen Xing crawled out more than ten meters in the dark, leaned against the wheel of a truck, removed the cloth cover on the back, spread it on the ground, assembled the "elephant hunting" sniper rifle in twos and threes. Tie up the bullet, and then stick to the wheel, looking towards Tushan.

"Boom!"

The fire flashed on the earth mountain, and a fleeing worker fell in the camp.

Chen Xing quickly opened the cover of the sniper scope and glanced at it.

A blurry figure appeared in the crosshair of the eight-fold mirror. Chen Xing concentrated his energy, and the gun body wrapped in the cloth strips gradually lit up. The "Elephant Hunting" sniper rifle is mainly used for hunting. There is no concealed charging design. It is nothing during the day. It must be wrapped in a thick cloth at night, otherwise it is simply a lighter at night.

Chen Xing thought to himself that when he went to Crow City, he must change his profession.

After ten seconds or so, the charge was completed, and Chen Xing could feel the agitated psychic energy filled with the bullets in the barrel. The front sight moved to the top of the figure and slammed the trigger.

"Boom!"

A blue flame that was more than one meter long spit out, a blue light pierced the night sky, and the figure in the scope fell at the sound.

With one shot killed, Chen Xing quickly shifted his position. At this moment, the opposite gun fired. The fire flashed behind him, and the heat wave hit. The bullet hit the truck's fuel tank and exploded. Chen Xing burned into a fire ball instantly, but he didn't feel the pain, instead his skin was cold. After a few hits on the ground, the fire went out.

The opposite Cassie saw this scene, the whole person was stunned, "My God..."