The night quickly dimmed, and the moonlight was hazy above the starry sky.

In a palm forest, An Qisheng looked out from afar. The beach under the night was quiet and gentle, and the ups and downs of the waves washed the fine sand on the beach.

Not far from the beach, at the end of the palm forest is a small Western-style manor.

At this moment, the lights of the low street outside the manor can be seen faintly.

There is the branch base of the Zhulong Association in Xinguo.

"Building a base near the sea requires only a few small boats, which can be advanced or retreated. The Zhulong Club is a good choice."

Jiang Shili looked at the manor with a sneer on his lips:

"Stay away from the crowd and just do it."

"Sister Jiang, when will you do it? How can you do it?"

Luo Neng asked in a low voice.

Before the Zhulong Society’s manor, there was a large open space. Although the street lights were dim, they were enough for people inside to see outside clearly. It was not easy to lurk in silently.

"I'll send you the map of the Bamboo Dragon Society first. You can take a closer look and you'll be free to take action at that time! This mission is special, and all people from the Bamboo Dragon Society have points!"

Jiang Shili held the long sword and said softly:

"What we have to do now is wait."

"wait?"

An Qisheng's eyes flashed, and he remembered the abnormality he felt before leaving.

"Is it Dr. Wang?"

Luo Neng also realized slightly.

He also knew Wang Zhixuan's actions. He led the way in every task, and this time it was probably no exception.

“Bamboo Dragon Club…”

An Qisheng sat down against a palm tree, and shot his gun on his knees.

His eyes were slightly closed, as if he was raising his energy, but in fact his spiritual panel appeared from his perspective and began to visualize.

In theory, it is the best choice to dream about yourself and sneak into the Zhulong Manor to explore the situation.

But in fact, he can't do it now.

He had tried it long ago, and his ability was limitless.

Within the scope, all people and things he has experienced will appear, but people and things he has not experienced and has not seen may not necessarily appear.

The time he killed Ruan Xiuping before, he stayed in the B&B lobby first and collected information with his ability.

The scope is only limited to those three-story B&Bs.

The specific reason, An Qisheng speculated that it should be that his mental power is not strong enough to receive information from a longer distance.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have to go out at all and would be able to experience everything in his sleep.

Time passes by minute by minute.

At some point, a chaotic gunfire broke the calm.

An Qisheng's heart moved and he opened his eyes.

The others in the woods also stood up.

"Gunshot!"

Luo Neng draws his gun in his hand:

"The gunshots came from Zhulong Manor, and they should be 9mm caliber pistols! Have Dr. Wang and the others started to act?"

"Everyone acts freely, targets, and kills all the people from the Bamboo Dragon Society."

Jiang Shili was moving quickly and gave an order, and the person jumped out like a raccoon cat.

"Walk!"

The others glanced at each other, scattered each other, and headed towards the nature of Zhulong Manor.

Of course, the attacks cannot be gathered together, otherwise any large weapon of destruction will be taken away in one fell swoop.

“Bamboo Dragon Club…”

Everyone rushed out, and An Qisheng stood up, carried a spear, and walked through the palm woods.

He moved very quickly, and in just one minute he had already approached the manor by the cover of the night.

The gunshots in the manor were quickly, and sometimes there were some swearing Fusang words. The panic in those Fusang words seemed to feel fear.

Huhu~~~

The manor was approaching, and An Qisheng suddenly exerted force under his feet, and the speed was faster.

Bang!

When he was more than ten meters away from the manor, he suddenly shot and nailed it to the wall of the manor.

Then he jumped, stepped on the trembling gun rod, and turned over to the wall more than four meters high. He twisted and hooked his feet, lifted the spear and held it back in his hand.

Under the bright lights of the manor, the front yard was almost visible. More than a dozen corpses in suits were lying on the front yard, and several ferocious vicious dogs were lying in pools of blood.

Figures flashed in the distance, sparks flew everywhere, shouting and killing loudly, and the battle was very fierce.

An Qisheng hooked his arm and jumped into the yard with a gun.

Wow~

Suddenly, a big black-backed dog rushed towards him in the grass.

Huh ~

An Qisheng didn't even look at it. He just swung the spear, and the head of the spear hit the big dog's neck, breaking its neck, and sobbing and flying back several meters away.

"Um?"

An Qisheng was alert and turned over and jumped out.

Bang!

The bullet hit the lawn behind him, and the turf splashed.

"Baga!"

Amid the angry scolding, several shots shot on the turf behind An Qisheng.

An Qisheng took the gun and stepped forward, constantly changing his figure, dodging bullets one by one.

Since he was almost shot by a gun last time, he has practiced specifically how to fight a gun while dreaming.

This man's shooting skills are average, far inferior to Wang Anfeng, so it is naturally impossible to hit him.

"Only one person?"

His eyes swept slightly, and he saw that behind the rockery not far away, a frivolous faced Fusang man was staring at him fiercely.

call!

His body fell, like a tiger rushing out, and the spear dragged behind him suddenly lifted up like a poisonous snake rising up, tearing the air apart.

Bang!

The Fusang man shot into the sky with one shot and had already been pierced through his throat.

"gun......"

An Qisheng pulled out his spear, thoughtfully, snatched the gun from the corpse's hand and inserted it into his back.

Although he practices boxing, he does not reject the use of guns, but the marksmanship also requires practice. He doesn’t have enough time to practice boxing, so naturally he has never practiced marksmanship much.

For guns, they only stay at the level of being able to drive.

Afterwards, he leaned against the cover, wandered around in a state of uncertainty, approaching the battlefield where the voices came.

In front of the manor building, there was a rain of bullets flying, and corpses were everywhere, and blood was flowing into a river.

Here, An Qisheng saw Wang Zhixuan.

Among the stray bullets flying everywhere, Wang Zhixuan was wearing a white dress and shuttled through it.

Her feet were very fast, and she wandered like a ghost. She suddenly had more than ten meters of gunmen from the Bamboo Dragon Society and her neck was broken by her casual slap.

In a blink of an eye, more than a dozen gunmen were shot to death by her.

"Wang Zhixuan!!"

Suddenly, an angry roar exploded behind him.

An Qisheng looked back slightly and saw a person from far to near under the dim light, just a few seconds before and after, and had already rushed out a hundred meters away!

A loud roar had not yet fallen, and the narrow and bright sword had already been unsheathed. The cold light passed by in a flash, cutting the airflow and tearing the air,

He slashed at Wang Zhixuan, who was dozens of meters away!

"Crazy Knife Hand!"

Seeing this knife, An Qisheng's heart suddenly exploded.
Chapter completed!