Gunfire, Punk and Necromancer

Where is Heisenberg? !

Zhuang Xuteng felt his whole head explode, and his scalp and hair exploded. His heartbeat suddenly accelerated and his breathing became rapid to allow blood carrying more oxygen to enter the brain faster.

He was born to be a mercenary - Ge Gongdao's assessment was absolutely right. At this critical moment, Zhuang Xuteng focused all his energy on his brain, speeding it up and focusing on the most important projects. He didn't waste time wondering "what happened here" but focused on one question: Where could Heisenberg go?

"That thing was there just now, this thing is here, and the angle of the table has also changed slightly. The shock bomb has no impact. This kind of movement can only be caused by being pushed, bumped, or bumped by Heisenberg!"

Comparing the scene in front of him with the fresh memories before leaving, Zhuang Xuteng immediately discovered many changes and drew a picture of Heisenberg's stumbling movement in his mind. So, he immediately took out the bone spear pistol from under the table, put it on his finger, and continued to catch up with the cushion in small steps.

Going deeper from their workbench, there are mainly shelves holding various parts. In addition to pistols, other shadow slaves are also manufactured here, so a large number of electrical casings and accessories are stored and can be used for reference and comparison at any time. Since his studies did not involve this field—supposedly this is a must-learn lesson before making a pistol—Zhuang Xuteng came here only a few times, and his impression was not deep. But he knew one thing: Heisenberg once asked him to tidy up the house, and that time he aligned the shelves.

The shelf is now slightly crooked and looks like it was hit by a shoulder. Zhuang Xuteng could imagine how Heisenberg walked: He could barely stand, and could only rush from one row of shelves to another, bump into them, lean on them, regain his balance, and then continue walking forward. Where is he going? How far ahead is he?

"Bang!" There was a crash and a low curse from the front, which was obviously Heisenberg's voice. Zhuang Xuteng immediately accelerated and followed the sound, but he was not so reckless that he rushed over unprepared. He picked up a radio panel from the shelf and threw it in the direction of the sound. I heard the piece hit the roof and hit the shelf, causing a chain collision and a series of crashing sounds.

"Whoosh! Boom..."

This sound was not unfamiliar, it was obviously a ghost energy bullet fired from a pistol. 623 That night, when the PCPD and the riot squad fired these weapons at the crowd, several of them hit the wall next to Zhuang Xuteng. He was deeply impressed. At that time, he was very afraid of being affected and beaten to death, but he had no choice but to remain paralyzed and wait for his fate to be pronounced. Now he was moving forward against the sound of gunfire. Not only was he not afraid, he also felt excited.

It was close, very close, and he could already see Heisenberg's staggering figure between the shelves. So he raised his hand and took the lead in shooting over there.

If you are shooting for the first time and have no experience, it is just a test shot. The ring of the bone spear pistol vibrated on his finger, making a whimpering sound, which was like a dark wind blowing through the hollow of a dead tree, or like a ghost crying on a tomb. It sounded creepy.

Then, a dark gray ghost energy bullet flew out from the fingertips, carrying a gust of cold wind. Zhuang Xuteng could clearly see the core part of the energy bomb, which was a deeper gray color and was shaped like a finger bone. This bone spear energy bullet passed through the gap between the goods on the shelf with a light turn and headed straight for Heisenberg.

"Despicable guy!" Heisenberg threw himself forward, narrowly avoiding the blow. The bone spear energy bullet flew past, hit the wall, and made a small hole with a bang, deep enough to fit a whole finger.

It was reasonable to miss. The vibration when the pistol was fired affected his aim. Not only did his finger point deflect, but his vision also became blurred for a while. It feels like you have just left a tunnel and come into bright sunlight, and you need to adjust your pupil size immediately, thus losing focus.

A good shooter should overcome this feeling with practice.

Also taking practice to overcome is the "bite" feeling of the pistol. After firing a shot, Zhuang Xuteng's right arm was cold, as if numb from the cold. His movements were stiff, his reaction was delayed, and he needed time to recover. It was certainly a weakness, but he believed Heisenberg would have been worse off.

Heisenberg's pistol is only suitable for the strong men of the Wild Monkey Gang. It causes severe pain, which is more serious than cold in terms of intensity and harmfulness. Zhuang Xuteng could vaguely see that one of his arms was hanging down. He was afraid that he could no longer lift it up. He would certainly not be able to fire a second shot in a short time.

"You will die here, I promise!" Heisenberg knelt on the ground and crawled forward with his legs and one hand. He never had the chance to look back to check on Xiaofen, and could only judge the distance from the sound of the gun being fired. While vomiting blood, he came to the wall, then took out the pen with his bloody hand, and pressed it down with gritted teeth.

"Buzz!" The shocking sound wave hit, Zhuang Xuteng's whole body was shaken, and he began to tremble uncontrollably. Fortunately, he was prepared. He was covered with a crude oil water mattress, which absorbed a lot of shadow energy, so the damage he received would be reduced, allowing him to adapt.

Squatting down, covering his head, and doing a trick like a turtle shrinking its shell, Zhuang Xuteng completely hid in the mat. The feeling inside was not pleasant. It felt like my whole body was being shaken around, and at the same time, there was a frying pan banging on my head. Fortunately, "uncomfortable" is not "unbearable". Zhuang Xuteng gritted his teeth and endured it. At the same time, he took the time to rub his arm and let it recover as soon as possible.

The shock pen stopped. If there was no cushion to block him, Zhuang Xuteng would be lying on the ground twitching and unable to move at all for five or six minutes. He definitely shouldn't be as agile as a rabbit escaping from a hole.

Rounding the last shelf, Heisenberg was not there, but there was a hole in the wall near the floor, with light coming from inside and the sound of climbing a ladder. It turns out that there is a secret door and a secret passage leading upward. No wonder Heisenberg wants to escape here. Zhuang Xuteng threw himself forward toward the hole, his body sliding along a path on the fresh blood on the ground, and then he dived in.

His upper body entered the cave, and there was a patio above his head. The patio is about two meters wide, and there is a metal horizontal ladder extending upward on the wall on one side. Heisenberg is about five meters away from him. There was a horizontal opening there, which was probably another secret passage exit from the patio, and he had already begun to drill in.

"Whoosh!" Zhuang Xuteng fired decisively. Within five meters, the energy bomb can still be redirected and tracked. It would be a shame if it failed to hit again. This time, Zhuang Xuteng was not embarrassed.

The bone spear hit Heisenberg squarely in the butt. After a loud bang, skin, flesh, and fat splattered against the wall, and Heisenberg screamed. But he was very tenacious and was still crawling forward, trying to leave the patio through the secret passage and continue to avoid the pursuers.

Zhuang Xuteng didn't dare to let him run away, so he endured the numbness of the cold and fired another shot at Heisenberg. He thought about Heisenberg's posture in his mind, which caused the bone spear to make a violent lateral turn when it reached the entrance of the secret passage, and also rushed in. "Bang!" Heisenberg's feet exposed in the patio shook, and then he slowly pulled away and entered the secret passage.

Can you still move? You are so strong, are you also a gorilla? Zhuang Xuteng gritted his teeth, let out a dull roar, and then began to climb up. At this time, he could hardly use his right hand at all, so he could only rely on the strength of his left hand and two feet. If necessary, he could use his chin to catch the ladder so that he could reach out and grab it.

After climbing up one level, he also entered the horizontal secret passage. The door to the secret passage was open, and Heisenberg lay motionless on the floor outside the exit, in the middle of the pool of blood he had created. There was a hole in his back and his butt was blown open, and the two attacks killed him.

Fortunately, he finally died. Zhuang Xuteng crawled out of the secret passage. The blood left by Heisenberg was sticky and slippery, clinging to him like resentment. The smell of blood and tattered internal organs was nauseating, and Zhuang Xuteng felt his stomach tightening. That is to say, I have to maintain the minimum food intake during this period, and there is nothing in my stomach, otherwise I will definitely vomit here.

Take away the shock pen, take off the Monkey Gang pistol, empty Heisenberg's pockets, close his eyes. Zhuang Xuteng tried to focus his thinking on "what to do next" and avoid always thinking about "killing someone". In addition to self-defense and murderous shadow weapons, he also obtained three keys and a gold chain with a blue gem among Heisenberg's relics.

He still carries the jewelry with him, is he planning to give it away? Zhuang Xuteng couldn't understand, so he stopped thinking about it and just put everything in his pockets. Then he began to look around carefully.

This must be the second underground floor, and he is currently located in a long and narrow room. Comparing the size of the rooms on the floor, this compartment, which is only two meters wide, should be behind a wall and is part of the darkroom. The wider area of ​​the second underground floor was behind the wall, and Heisenberg must have wanted to go there.

"There must be a door on the wall." Zhuang Xuteng stood up and searched with the light coming from the secret passage in the patio, and he found the handle of the door. He lay on the secret door and listened carefully. From the opposite side came the humming sound of a fan, the beeping sound of some electronic instrument, and a faint moan. Since there is moaning, there are people, and there is a risk of exposure as long as the past passes.

"It's not necessary...it's not necessary." Zhuang Xuteng rubbed his arm. He could barely move his right arm, but still couldn't exert any strength, and his skin and muscles were all tingling. "Heisenberg is dead, and the commission has been completed, but I haven't been able to get out safely yet. Even if there is a living shadow slave Hercules on the second underground floor, I can't fight anymore in this state."

He didn't know what was outside the door, and Zhuang Xuteng didn't know if there was a trap on the door or if there would be surveillance inside, so he decided not to act rashly. After sitting down to recover his strength and thinking calmly, Zhuang Xuteng decided to leave the Wild Monkey Gang building immediately.

As long as Heisenberg's body stays here, you can't leave behind him, right? Zhuang Xuteng climbed back to the patio, and then continued to climb up the ladder. The patio turns on the underground floor and becomes a corridor parallel to the ground, extending into the distance. He estimated that he climbed about four hundred meters and saw another door ahead.

This is a watertight door. You can vaguely hear the sound of water flowing through the door, and it doesn't feel slow. There is a palm print electronic switch on one side of the door, and the palm-shaped border line on it is very conspicuous.

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