Please ask the dream

In the splendidly decorated banquet hall, people in luxurious clothes were sitting at the table. A man in military uniform, whose face was 90% similar to the passenger of the black limousine that Feng Xue beheaded before, was sitting at the main seat, his hawk-like eyes scanning. After passing everyone present, the venue was immediately silenced.

His eyes swept over these wealthy gentry as if they were naming names. Seeing these powerful people trembling in his sight, a sadistic feeling of pleasure arose in his heart.

However, he was not the kind of person who couldn't tell the difference between occasions. After all the guests fell silent, his eyes immediately softened. He picked up the microphone and spoke according to the script he had prepared before:

"Thank you for everyone's help, but the subsequent transportation work will still depend on your support. As long as it can..."

Halfway through his words, there was suddenly a faint sound of music in the air, which made the man frown.

Although he was an officer, he was born into a noble family and had some attainments in music appreciation. Even if he could only vaguely hear the melody, he still judged that this was a famous song by the Star Alliance, and the name seemed to be——

"Breaking Off the Shackles".

Not to mention whether there is a band arranged for this goodwill meeting, even if it is arranged, some melodious music should be played to highlight the peaceful and contented life under the rule of Hongying Empire. Why would such music be played?

"What's going on?" There was a faint anger rising in his heart, but while asking, he also used gestures to remind his secret bodyguard to get closer.

Although preparations have been made for possible assassinations, the mediator at the venue is not sure there are any enemies lurking at this time.

"Your Excellency, Commander-in-Chief, it is said that the beheader has come to kill you!" After the correspondent sent two messages, he whispered the news to the man. When the man heard the words, his pupils suddenly dilated and he frowned:

"He didn't fall into the trap?"

"No, he was indeed surrounded by the second group, but the opponent was more tenacious than we thought..."

Before he finished speaking, the communication equipment around his waist suddenly vibrated violently. Before he could answer, the faint melody in the venue suddenly became clear, and then, a loud noise came from the direction of the north gate. .

The double mahogany courtyard door carefully carved by famous craftsmen suddenly collapsed. A man wearing a suit that was soaked in blood and turned black was standing at the door holding a pair of twisted bayonets. Behind him was a headless corpse. Paved streets.

It was obviously a world-famous song, but it was extremely harsh at this time, and the man's blood-stained face showed a bloodthirsty smile with two rows of white teeth, which was even more frightening!

"Sure enough, Bai Hong Guan Ri just needs to draw his sword across the street, and then fight all the way into the enemy's base camp!"

The two bayonets in Feng Xue's hands rubbed against each other, and sparks shot out from the blades, which were somewhat twisted due to repeated chopping.

He walked into the venue step by step, and the scarlet viscous liquid under his feet left shoe prints on the carpet that were redder than the red carpet.

"This is impossible!" Looking at Feng Xue, who showed no trace of any injuries, the commander-in-chief's face showed more surprise than horror.

Because in his cognition, no matter how powerful the architect is, he must rely on the existence of G·I particles, unless the person in front of him is a person who can produce enough for all consumption with his own brain...

"Are you a visionary? A visionary-level war architect? This is ridiculous!"

The bodyguard next to the man has stood between him and Feng Xue, but the man still has an expression of disbelief. But this is not because he has been frightened, but...

Kaka...

Kaka...

Suddenly, a large number of sounds of machine collisions were heard in the venue, and guns were poked out from all corners. The banquet hall that originally seemed quiet and peaceful instantly turned into an ambush from all sides.

However, Feng Xue, who was targeted by countless bullets, continued to move forward without caring. The steps that seemed to be deliberately stepping on the drum beat brought far greater pressure than running at a fast pace.

The bayonets in Feng Xue's hands kept clashing with each other, as if a butcher was sharpening his knife with a sharpening stick before slaughtering the livestock.

Although the song finally came to an end after Feng Xue ran all the way, looking at the progress of the lyrics, it was still enough to kill everyone in the venue!

"Buzz!"

In the banquet hall that was so silent that there was suddenly an unexpected buzzing sound from the fan blades.

The G·I particles that were originally walking around Feng Xue disappeared in an instant like copper peas that were notified of an inspection.

There was no communication. The gunmen arranged in the venue completely ignored the wealthy businessmen who were already lying under the dining table. With tongues of fire gushing out, countless warheads completely covered Feng Xue's location!

"Hahahahahaha! So what if you are a dreamer? There are 200 sets of maximum-power G·I particle generator units arranged around the venue, which is enough to take the time..."

As if he had accomplished something extraordinary, the commander-in-chief let out an ear-splitting laugh.

However, the laughter stopped abruptly at the next moment. Feng Xue, who seemed to have turned into a streak of blood, rushed in front of him at a strange speed. The two knives in her hands were crossed like scissors. In the subversive vision, she gradually lost consciousness. Only the last words that could not be uttered were left in the man's mind——

"impossible……"

Snap!

The head wearing a military cap fell to the ground, and the picture was completely frozen at this moment. Along with the visual special effects like broken glass, and the settlement panel, there was a strong sense of discomfort.

Originally, Feng Xue, who was trying to show off, had completely lost his worldly desires. All that remained in his mind was the flying head, the empty eyes, the strong smell of rust, and the strange touch of the blade cutting through the flesh and inserting into the joints.

Fortunately, Feng Xue had no body in the settlement state, and the residual smell completely disappeared at the moment of settlement. The remaining memories were like the remnants after waking up from a dream, and they were completely lost in just a few seconds. The only thing he took away was 3 points of sanity.

"Only thirty left... But since I can still lose san points for killing people, it means that my mental state should not be affected too much... Sure enough, it has to be below 20 before there will be a significant change?"

Feng Xue took a deep breath, discarded all the confusion in his mind, and focused his eyes on the settlement panel——

[Battle ended, successfully survived]

[Node settlement: Fantasy +5, Legacy +2]

[Drop extraction...]

[You got a 300-stone bow (orange)]

Name: 300-stone bow

Category: Multi-dimensional Wonder

Quality: Orange Rare

Effect: Arrows shot from this bow that ordinary people can also draw have the same power as those shot by a 300-stone strong bow.

Note: You are ignorant if you say you can't draw it. Every ancient general in our place can draw 300 stones, such as Huang Zhong, who can draw a 300-stone bow!