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Volume 1, Chapter 126: The Surrender

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    Chapter 126 The Surrender

    "boom¡ª¡ª"

    The huge and brutal gunfire overwhelmed all the sounds in the noisy hall.  The powerful .50 Magnum warhead rotated diagonally into the woman's mouth, tearing the gums apart, breaking a hot and scorched path through the dense muscle tissue, and rushed into the sealed skull.  The brain is rolling and releasing powerful kinetic energy.  With a "bang" sound, the hard skull was lifted up from the inside, and countless tiny cracks appeared in an instant on the pink face that had been smeared with too much makeup.  Getting bigger and bigger, expanding, exploding, and scattering in all directions.

    In the center of the round and white shoulder, a huge bone-deep wound spurted out thick mist of blood.  Fatal bodily destruction prompts the most violent nervous responses.  The woman who had turned into a corpse raised her arms slightly, as if she wanted to touch her head. What happened?  But he immediately lost his balance and fell to the ground like a pile of mud, his body twitching violently uncontrollably.

    "You're so ugly¡ª¡ª" Looking at the writhing corpse on the ground, Lin Xiang seemed to be mocking, but also seemed to be explaining the obvious fact.

    Before he finished speaking, two servants in blue uniforms suddenly rushed over from the side hall pillars. Their movements were fast but fierce. Judging from the strength and power of the punches, they had at least the fourth level of evolution and above.  They roared towards each other from the left and right, but unexpectedly found that Lin Xiang's eyes, as black as jade, were calm and quiet, without any fluctuation.

    "boom¡ª¡ª"

    The wild m500 roared again, and the head of the servant on the right was shattered in response.  The one on the left felt as if he had been hit by a huge copper hammer. As the crisp sound of bone cracking sounded inside his body, his chest immediately sunk in without any resistance. His whole body flew backwards, hit the wall hard, and then made no sound.  Falling forward without rest.  From his wide-open mouth, a large ball of blood mixed with white greasy foam poured out.

    The music in the hall has stopped, and everyone is looking this way blankly.  A pair of eyes revealed looks of fear, trembling, and shrinking.

    Suddenly, someone screamed hysterically, completely breaking the strange and short-lived tranquility.

    Lin Xiang strode towards the dense crowd, looking at, capturing, and evaluating everyone he touched with his sharp and cold eyes.  Dull and rough gunfire sounded one after another.

    The target he chooses is very clear - regardless of age or sex, anyone who is richly dressed, healthy, has delicate skin, and whose eyes can feel more desire besides hunger, will be shot on the spot by the rotating Magnum warhead.  Enter the body, tear, explode, and die.

    A young man jumped up from the screaming crowd and rushed towards the door as fast as possible.  Lin Xiang pulled the trigger heavily with a more flexible reaction.  The warhead accurately penetrated his left leg and exploded with a crisp sound.  The man screamed and fell to the ground with a thud.  He struggled to get up, but just as he raised his upper body, Lin Xiang's hand holding the gun shook quickly, and he quickly loaded bullets into the wheel at a dizzying speed. He closed it with a "click" and aimed it at the desperate head again.  emission.

    "No - don't kill me! Don't! Please -"

    Next to him was an old woman who was at least over eighty years old, but was wearing a candy-colored translucent low-cut silk skirt. You could even see the outline of a sexy black thong along her buttocks. She hugged Lin Xiang's feet tightly and cried out again and again:  "Please, let me go¡ª"

    "What's your last name?" Lin Xiang took out a few bullets from his pocket and held them back and forth in his palm.

    "Lou, Luton." The old woman's throat moved up and down desperately, and she looked at him tremblingly.

    "I'm sorry, you have to die -" Lin Xiang smiled calmly, put the hot muzzle of the gun close to her forehead, and pulled the trigger.

    Screams and blood replaced music as the most abundant presence in every corner of the hall.  Lin Xiang didn't kill people very quickly. Compared with the hundreds of guests in the hall, the number of people killed by M500 guns actually accounted for less than one-tenth of the total.  But the shrill wails of the dead and the flesh and blood of the dead splattered on their bodies can make the living feel a terror even more terrifying than death.

    A middle-aged man with obvious Belarusian ancestry and a particularly tall figure jumped from the second floor and stood firmly in front of Lin Xiang more than ten meters away like a heavy iron tower.  The explosive muscles bulged up the black sweatshirt, and the thick arms were knotted with throbbing veins.  He smiled evilly, and his two big rough hands couldn't help but hold each other, moving their joints, and there was a "squeaking" sound of joints all over his body.

    In the deep corner of the hall, five men wearing the same style of clothing as him walked slowly.  These people did not have any weapons in their hands, walked very slowly, and their bodies were as heavy as mountains.  Obviously, they are better at hand-to-hand combat.

      Judging the opponent's ability from the breath is the instinct of all warriors in the radiation era.  Beasts that evolved from the primitive period of the earth all have the ability to threaten and intimidate potential opponents by releasing breath.  Big cats such as lions and tigers in the old days would also scare other predators by roaring and displaying their strength.  In doing so, you can avoid unnecessary battles and ensure that your own interests are not damaged.

    Human beings are no exception.  Relying on sight, hearing and other senses, as well as physical strength, height, age and growth, etc., one can also judge the difference in strength between the opponent and oneself.  This method is particularly prominent among evolvers in the radiation era. Of course, breath and numbers are only part of the basis for measuring each other's strength, but they cannot be the key factors in judging the outcome of the battle.  Relying on advanced equipment and powerful firepower advantages, there are many examples of low-level evolvers killing high-level characters.  From a distance of thousands of meters, a trained primary sensory user can easily blow the head of a powerful fifth-level evolved person with a .50-caliber sniper bullet.

    ¡°All families have the power to rely on, either openly or lurking in the dark.  Same goes for the Luton family.  Before entering Gargasoni Castle, Lin Xiang felt the auras of at least ten high-level evolvers above level five.  As for the first- and second-level primary enhanced human soldiers who gain strength through injection of medicine, there are more than two hundred of them.  They are scattered around the castle, guarding important points or wandering back and forth within the patrol range.  The chaos in the hall quickly attracted the attention of the security forces, and more and more supernatural auras entered Lin Xiang's perception range.  It is estimated that the number exceeds hundreds.

    With a flick of his wrist, the hot runner of the M500 popped out of the gun shaft. He tilted the gun upside down to extract the empty cartridge case. Lin Xiang methodically loaded the bullets one by one. His eyes as clear as water slowly spread towards more and more people.  six men nearby.

    They are the more powerful superpowers in Gargasoni Castle.  The Belarusian man in the lead has broken through the evolutionary limit and possesses the primary strength of a one-star parasitic soldier.  The other five people are at the eighth or ninth level of evolution.

    A man who looked about thirty years old and had a gloomy face was the first to pounce.  Judging from his momentum, he at least has a speed that is not weaker than a level nine superpower.  The muscles on his arm were squirming, and his strong right arm, which was twice the size of his shoulder, was obviously specially modified using biotechnology.  The swollen muscles brought shocking power. He raised a giant fist with a diameter of 30 centimeters high, like a cannonball that escaped from the chest. With a sinister smile on his face, he fiercely aimed at Lin Xiang.  Hit it hard.

    He was absolutely confident that he could punch this beautiful young man into the ground and bury him alive.  Although he didn't know why the other party showed unusual calmness, he knew that even a hundred ordinary people without any sense of evolution were definitely no match for him.

    "Bang¡ª¡ª"

    From the side door, a strong gust of wind suddenly rushed out.  The man felt as if he had been hit head-on by a high-speed train, and his body flew backwards involuntarily. His modified right arm was completely numb and had no feeling at all.  He took a closer look - he saw the huge fist completely exploded from the center, and the scattered muscles and skin hung like rags at the elbow.  Cracks as dense as tree roots quickly spread upwards along the elbow, covering the entire right shoulder.  Through the cracked skin and muscles, you can even see the white bones hidden underneath.

    A tall but not particularly strong figure stood in front of Lin Xiang like a mountain, staring at the other five people with powers who were approaching step by step with cold and arrogant eyes.

    Lin Xiang walked up to the wounded man who was rolling back and forth on the ground hugging his broken arm and screaming. He aimed at his head and pulled the trigger hard. In a calm yet gentle tone, he calmly said to the person standing behind him.  Said: "Yang Hua, kill them all¡ª¡ª"

    As soon as he finished speaking, the five superpowers standing opposite looked at each other and pounced from different directions, howling like wild wolves.

    Their target is Yang Hua.  The body's sensitivity to the aura of supernatural powers, the brain's judgment of the strength of different characters, the threat posed by the opponent, and the fire and anger caused by the tragic death of their companions made them unanimously choose Yang Hua, who had just appeared, as the target of attack - Cong Lin  They didn't feel any aura from Xiang.  But Yang Hua was different. The two-star parasite energy emanating from this man was strong enough to make them almost despair.

    If you scatter and flee, everyone will die.

    If you hit it with all your strength, you might still be able to survive.

    Squatting down, Yang Hua suddenly exerted force, and with the help of the powerful explosive power of his legs, Yang Hua rushed sideways towards the man on the far right at a jaw-dropping speed.  The moment the two figures intertwined, his right elbow and right leg dug into each other's throat and lower back from different angles.  In the dull "click" sound, the man's strong body snapped like a biscuit.The overlapping "zig" shape fell heavily to the center of the slippery pool of blood on the ground.

    Next to him, two other men roared like beasts and grabbed his neck and shoulders, but unexpectedly they didn't catch any entities.  Yang Hua's figure was as erratic as a ghost, with no trace to be found.  The two men, who looked horrified, quickly retracted their fists, and suddenly heard a dull low roar in their ears.  With rich combat experience, they immediately identified it as a crackling sound caused by an object cutting through the air.  This can only mean one thing, that is, the speed of the attacker behind them completely exceeded their expectations.

    "Run away, his speed is too fast¡ª¡ª"

    Yang Hua didn¡¯t know when a fighting knife with cold light appeared in his hand. The thin blade followed the predetermined trajectory and smoothly inserted into the waist and ribs of the man on the left.  The sharp blade followed the gap between bones and muscles, smoothly cutting through the soft internal organs and slightly hard flesh. It penetrated from the inside of the clothes covering the skin surface and cut open the dorsal and abdominal skin of another man who was close at hand.  Repeat the cutting process in the opposite direction.

    It is an invisible line that connects two people together.  He lowered his head and stared in disbelief at the fine blood lines on the side of his body. The crystal blood droplets seeped out uncontrollably from the smooth surface of the skin, and soon formed a dense stream like a curtain like a waterfall.  The inner fear accelerated the oxygen consumption, and the heavy breathing caused the muscles to expand and contract more and more violently.  The originally tight blood lines also slowly turned up and down, revealing the bright yellow fat layer, bright red and soft muscles, and the inner membrane Finally, the slippery intestines were pushed and squeezed by the surging liquid.  , pouring out from the center of the increasingly larger gap.

    The bloody scene shocked the hearts of the last three superpowers like a terrifying earth-healing scroll.  A trembling man could no longer bear this terrible visual torture. With a scream bursting from the depths of his throat, he turned back and rushed towards the exit of the hall without looking back.  Just after running less than ten meters, his head exploded with a "boom" like a ripe watermelon that had received a heavy blow.

    Lin Xiang, whose eyes were as calm as water, slowly walked over from the exit of the hall.  In his hand, he held an M500 with a strong smell of gunpowder smoke emanating from the muzzle.

    Big drops of sweat fell from the head of the leading Belarusian man.

    Yang Hua's strong murderous intention and Lin Xiang's weak strength are in sharp contrast.  The capable and powerful people in this world are not just evolved people.  Those who have a large amount of resources in their hands and the power to issue currency are actually much scarier than those with superpowers.  One warrior can only cause limited damage, but a huge army hired with money is enough to destroy the entire world.

    The Belarusian man is a mercenary.  He is also a guard hired by the Luton family at a very high price.  For money, he can kill.  However, there is no need to risk your life for money.

    The other five high-level evolved people are his closest companions.  He is also a comrade who has worked side by side in countless battles.  They were familiar with each other's fighting styles and cooperation methods, but in the face of Yang Hua's extraordinary and terrifying speed, the seemingly tight attack formation was full of flaws.  In an instant, the number of dead had exceeded half of the entire squad.

    In his opinion, Lin Xiang is obviously a rich and powerful person.  Especially the white skull pattern on the chest of his high-elastic combat suit has unmistakably proven this.

    Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth, suppressed the violent murderous intention and strong fear deep in his heart, raised his hands high, turned his body towards Lin Xiang, took a deep breath, and with an obviously hesitant tone, it was extremely difficult  Said: "Isurrender."

    This sudden situation was obviously beyond Lin Xiang¡¯s expectation.  He quickly scanned the White Russian mercenaries with complicated and slightly surprised eyes, and nodded lightly: "I will give you half an hour to prove your sincerity with the heads of ten Luton family members."

    The world is very big, and it is a giant stage that cannot be filled by one or a few people.  Lin Xiang needs more supporters, and Hidden Moon Town also needs a stronger guard force.  Mercenaries work for money, and there is no absolute good or evil among them.  Regardless of whether they surrender out of fear or profit, at least for a certain period of time, they will obey orders from Lin Xiang.

    The Belarusian man is the first, but he will definitely not be the last.

    Sitting on the spacious leather armchair, Bergson stared blankly at the light coming from under the closed door directly in front of him, his mind going blank.

    The room was very dark, and the desk lamp covered by a basin-shaped porcelain cover could only illuminate the circular area on the desk.  The hazy yellowish light penetrated through the thick porcelain wall, enlarging Bergson's thin back on the wall and making it even more blurry.

    Outside the window, there were constant piercing gunshots and screams, mixed with dull explosions.  Although it can't reach here, you can feel the slight sound coming from the walls and feet.Move.

    Bergson is a careful thinker.  He had carefully considered every detail of his revenge on Hidden Moon Town.

    To be precise, it should be that he and Antonio, together without any agreement or discussion, invariably facilitated the large-scale exodus of the residents of Blazing City to Hidden Moon Town.  Being able to sit in the position of the leader of a clan, both Luton and Alejandro are treacherous and cunning characters who eat people without spitting out their bones.

    Through the spies planted among the refugees and some information obtained from Ferdinand, he carefully compared the actual force of Hidden Moon Town.  Especially regarding the deaths of Kino and Ilaria, Bergson and his think tank also analyzed the fact that there were at least two parasites in the town.  As for strength, the evaluation results show that it is between one and two stars.

    At the cost of 10 million Sospian dollars, hiring one one-star and one two-star parasite, plus Otilia and the elite troops guarding the castle, Bergson finally launched the long-awaited supply plan.  Blockade plan.

    Thanks to the fat manager¡¯s superb business skills and good social relations, Bergson was not very aware of the various secret transactions between Griffiths and Lin Xiang.  If a spy disguised as a refugee hadn't accidentally discovered the problem of the hidden warehouse on his way back from Hidden Moon Town, Bergson might not have noticed Griffith's private tricks until now.
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