Chapter 139 - A Whole New Record, One Carries Several Hundred (1/2)

Ratatatata…..

All twenty or so people had their heads struck dead with bullets!

Li Mo’s eyes opened wide once more in despair. His entire body was frozen from seeing this scene.

He was incapable of believing it. Everyone was a four-star warrior. How could Qin Fen be bold and fierce to this degree? How was it possible for Qin Fen to instantly lock onto all his opponents, open fire, and strike them dead?

The besiegers saw this scene as well. Quite a few of them possessed experience as former members of the military. They had a better understanding of the principles and difficulty of shooting of firearms than the others. They knew that instantaneous strafe firing was nearly tantamount to shooting blind.

The exception was if the shooter was related to the goddess of fortune.

Otherwise, the likelihood of every single bullet hitting in strafe firing was more or less equal to zero.

It was because they knew just how much more difficult it was to shoot in this manner that they were more shocked than usual. A cold chill ran from the bones of their spine and instantly surged into their brains.

Practically everyone had the same thought run through their minds: We will all die by his hands if we don’t kill him first.

Nearly a hundred people moved completely subconsciously, leaving their original combat positions. They held their guns, huddled low, and quickly moved toward the street.

Li Mo finally recovered from his shock by now. Qin Fen was a monster at using a gun. When someone like him had a sufficient amount of bullets and a sufficient amount of stamina, no one here better have thoughts of leaving this place alive.

Compared to the cost of a bullet, the cost of resurrection was much more expensive.

“Ignore Dragon Hall for now! We need to first get rid of Thirty-Six Hours!” Li Mo roared hysterically. “Hurry up! We need to get rid of him first!”

In this moment, all those besiegers, who were still stupefied, became aware of something very important. If Thirty-Six Hours doesn’t die, then everyone would be killed by him.

The team now numbered no more than five hundred people. Each and every one of them abandoned their powerful siege on Dragon Hall. They acted like the previous hundred of people. They raised their weapons and left their original combat positions.

Far in the distance on the street, Qin Fen held a gun as he stood in the center of twenty or so guns. He stared coldly at the enemy, who had begun to congregate.

The AK-74 that Qin Fen had used to kill over a hundred people was casually tossed to the ground. This action of his stunned every single one of the besiegers heading forward. None were able to guess what this man, the most famous on this street, was up to in the end.

Rumble!

Qin Fen had carried a single backpack on his back. He finally opened it up at this moment, and the large fellow who had been hiding within was revealed before everyone’s gaze at this moment.

An M134 Vulcan Cannon? Those who were firearm fanatics or were once soldiers recognized what was in Qin Fen’s hands in the first instant—a metal monster with an electric motor and six rotating barrels.

It was an M134 Vulcan Cannon! It could fire six thousand rounds a minute! Back in the day, it was known as the monstrous lord of guns possessing one of the fastest firing rates for decades!

It was a super killing machine, capable of easily shredding through rhinoceroses and even elephants! This was the M134 Vulcan Cannon!

Although in modern times the Electromagnetic Pulse Cannon and the Metal Storm had long since surpassed the M134 Vulcan Cannon in might, this didn’t mean that this weapon had departed from the modern stage of history.

Thanks to the fact that the Electromagnetic Pulse Cannon and the Metal Storm were much more expensive at severalfold the cost, and thanks to the several improvements made to the firearm and its bullets, this weapon was still quite active in the military domain.

The grand team of several hundred people was stupefied in an instant at the sight.

“Holy crap! He’s actually carrying an M134 Vulcan Cannon all by himself? When did they make a line for individual soldiers to use?”

“Just how much money does this Thirty-Six Hours actually have? Even a second-hand M134 costs over fifteen thousand dollars, right?”

Qin Fen felt his heart bleed with pain when he heard someone shout the price of the weapon.

To be precise, the price of this M134 along with eight thousand rounds of bullets cost him a total of sixteen thousand and five hundred dollars!

Qin Fen understood very well that he must not lose Dragon Hall.

It was easy to re-found a sect after a sect-annihilation, but its reputation would be completely gone!

His magnificent feat of defeating fourteen sects had undoubtedly been a great success and had served as a free and enormous advertisement. Qin Fen knew that taking advantage of this momentum would generate him much more money than what he paid for a virtual M134.

Qin Fen stared at these people who were losing their heads over the panic and raised the weapon in his hands, which was worth sixteen thousand and five hundred American dollars. Qin Fen hated the group of people before his eyes for making him spend so much money.

Only the craziest of attacks could let him completely suppress his enemies and let the other sects on the street fear having similar thoughts of challenging him.

Buzzzzzzz….

The electric motor of the M134 began to lightly turn. The scalps of the besiegers turned numb when they heard the sound. Their first reaction was not to lift their guns and fire, but to escape!