Volume 1 Chapter 119: Strong Killing
"Don't worry, I don't have any relatives or friends in Yanhuang, no attachments, all your threatening methods are meaningless to me."
It's clear that Qin Yan is telling Qiao Yichen: since it's a fight to the death, he never intended to leave Yan Huang alive. Since he brought out these weapons, he's prepared to drag them down with him, so there's no need to say anything else.
Due to his special identity background, Qiao Yichen knew how terrifying the power of these ultra-modern weapons was. The key point was that these weapons were in the hands of an expert who was extremely familiar with firearms and had a high level of martial arts skills, specifically the Eight Heavenly Layers realm. Their lethality was enough to cause heavy casualties on his side, or even lead to complete annihilation.
A warrior is human, not a god.
Even ordinary firearms can be fatal, let alone these deadly weapons?
"You... you... just wait for me!"
Qiao Yichen thought and thought, but in the end he could only come up with this one sentence. All the words had been said by Qin Yan, and all the threats he could think of were ineffective.
After finishing speaking, he was about to turn around and leave, because he was very clear that tonight it would be impossible to get anything from the other party, and could only go back and think of another plan.
"What? You can't kill me so you want to leave?" Qin Yan chuckled lightly.
"Reptile! I'll spare your life tonight!" Qiao Yichen coldly snorted.
Boom boom boom...
As soon as he finished speaking, the assault rifle suddenly spewed out a string of flames, enveloping everyone standing in the opposite direction, including Qiao Yichen.
The assault rifle is not the old three-eight style that fires one shot at a time, but has a range and penetration far beyond that of a submachine gun. It can be said that among modern infantry weapons, the most popular and practical is the assault rifle, and the one in Qin Yan's hand is even more powerful, already belonging to a new generation of weapons.
Longer range!
More penetrating!
Faster shooting!
Bigger bounce capacity!
This assault rifle fires bullets that are almost comparable to those of a small-caliber sniper rifle, but has an advantage that sniper rifles can't match - rapid fire!
This rapid fire is actually a sweep, with the assault rifle firing hundreds of rounds per second, it's impossible to aim like a handgun, even Qin Yan can't do it. About twenty bullets were fired, although they couldn't cover the entire bar, it was enough for these people to drink a pot.
Led by Qiao Yichen, more than a dozen people jumped up and down, judging the direction of shooting through the muzzle was one thing, but this wasn't the case with pistol bursts.
Bullets are everywhere, dodging one can't dodge another!
Fortunately, these people were at least at the Seventh Heaven Realm, so there were only about twenty bullets shot, and the vast majority of people still managed to dodge them.
But!
Just as they thought they had dodged the assault rifle bullets, with only two of the weaker ones injured and the others merely grazed, Qin Yan's handgun in his right hand fired.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Three bullets, no more, no less. Due to the speed of the trigger pull, it sounded like almost only one gunshot. The handgun fired at intervals of at most a tenth of a second with the assault rifle.
Warriors are also human, warriors are not omnipotent, dodging the attack of a submachine gun is already the limit, and it is impossible to make any further evasive action.
Almost simultaneously, three men in black jumped out.
Qiao Yichen didn't even have time to check on the three people, when the three men in black suddenly revealed terrified eyes, and the next moment their bodies exploded with a loud bang.
They dodged the assault rifle attack, although two were hit, they had already avoided important parts, because the assault rifle was the first wave of attack, and the assault rifle was sweeping without aiming. The second wave of attack launched by Qin Yan, naturally could not let them dodge, so the three bullets shot out of the pistol all hit the chest.
A loud noise!
Three men in black had their chests blown open with football-sized holes of blood, their internal organs turned into shredded flesh, and their hearts, livers, intestines, and stomachs mixed with fresh blood splattered everywhere.
Qiao Yichen was completely stunned, when had he ever seen such a scene?
Don't think that being a martial artist means fighting every day, it's just because Qin Yan has a special identity and encounters too many things. As Qiao Yichen, he has lived in a greenhouse since childhood, at most, he would only spar with his fellow disciples. Even when sparring with his fellow disciples, due to his noble status, they all pretend to be no match for him, who dares to let him see blood?
Of course, it's not that he had never seen blood before, but one thing is for sure: a scene with blood flowing like rivers, bodies torn apart, and internal organs scattered all over the ground, he had absolutely never seen before.
Ugh!
He didn't even care that he was in danger, his originally very pale face suddenly turned deathly white, and he squatted on the ground vomiting violently.
"Haha...... I finally believe it now, you're a complete idiot. With a gun pointed at your head, you still have the nerve to spit."
Qin Yan's voice was neither salty nor bland, neither angry nor excited, as if killing people was just a routine for him: "It doesn't matter, in a moment you won't need to vomit anymore, because others will be vomiting at the sight of your corpse, haha... it's hard to imagine whether someone as beautiful as you will still be beautiful after being blown up."
Kabuki actor!
A sentence from a passerby pulled Qiao Yichen back to reality, but he didn't get angry, or rather, he dared not speak out, because what he cared more about was the next sentence - would he still be handsome after being exploded?
Death!
He often talks about this word, but it's always about others. He never thought that one day he would face the threat of death himself!
Whether by nodding his head or by intimidating and threatening, it only works on those who are lower in status than him and are afraid of him.
Qin Yan?
This person is not threatened at all. Since he dared to shoot and kill people, since he has already killed three and injured two, will he still mind killing a few more?
He was prepared for mutual destruction from the moment he pulled out his gun!
Of course, at least Qiao Yichen thought so.
"Quick! Form up in a line, form a human wall!"
One of the eight heavenly powers black-clad men, in a moment of desperation, loudly shouted: "Protect the young master's safety, otherwise none of you will live!"
With a swift movement, over ten men in black clothes quickly formed a column, blocking off Qiao Yichen at the back.
The scattered formation was rearranged, and now only one person faced Qin Yan. In other words, no matter how he swept his shots, the bullets could only hit the first person in the column. Since these people all had at least seven layers of Tian strength, each with a strong internal energy cultivation, it was impossible for one bullet to penetrate several people, and their defensive power far exceeded that of ordinary people.
"Retreat at once, young master!" the man in black shouted.
No!
Seeing his subordinates lined up in a column, Qiao Yichen regained his confidence and shouted loudly: "Charge! Go and kill that bastard!"
The bar wasn't very big, and with over ten people lined up in a row, the gun could only attack the person at the very front. As long as they rushed over quickly, Qin Yan's gun would be rendered useless. At that time, relying solely on himself, how could he possibly take down over a dozen martial arts experts?
Qin Yan started a killing spree, making these black-clad men hate him to the bone. Upon hearing Qiao Yichen's order, they rushed forward one after another, pouncing on the bar counter.
Bang bang bang......
The assault rifle spat out flames again, and the high-explosive pistol bullets also shot out frequently.
Qin Yan quickly shifted his direction, like a game of eagle catching chickens, trying to find the angle of attack by those black-clad men behind the long dragon.
Unfortunately, the opponent's advance was too fast. If the targets were scattered in different directions, he could have used an assault rifle to suppress them with a sweep. However, this long snake array is difficult to suppress.
The body of the black-clad man in front was riddled with assault rifle fire, then blown open by high-explosive rounds, followed by the second black-clad man in line.
Pong!
Finally, after shooting and killing three black-clad men again, the distance between the two sides was reduced to zero, and the long-range attack turned into a close-quarters battle that was unfavorable to Qin Yan.
Because the distance between them was too close, he aimed the muzzle at the target, and the opponent only needed to slightly shift his body to dodge. At such an extremely close distance, even rapid-fire firearms were difficult to achieve a lethal effect. However, he had planned ahead, and after those black-clad men approached him, he threw away his gun without hesitation and grabbed the heavy sword that he had prepared in advance from under the bar.
A great sword is without an edge; a great craftsman does not show off his skill.
Although he had lost the heavy sword he used to use when being hunted by the organization, this heavy sword was made according to the size of the previous one and felt very comfortable to use.
"Kill him! Everyone together!"
Seeing him lose his firearms, Qiao Yichen's courage increased greatly. He no longer hid behind and became a turtle, but instead drew the Tang knife from his waist and charged towards Qin Yan.
The blade shines like snow, its aura like a rainbow.
At the moment when Qiao Yichen made his move, Qin Yan was greatly shocked in his heart. He had always thought that this dead man You didn't have any skills and was just a second-generation ancestor who inherited the remaining prestige of his ancestors. But he never expected that someone who looked like he was only twenty-five or six years old would actually have the internal energy of the early stages of the eighth heaven of martial arts.
It's actually not hard to understand that the younger generation has a high status, which is naturally brought about by their ancestors' struggles. The strength of their ancestors is naturally due to good innate blood.
Dragons beget dragons, phoenixes beget phoenixes; the younger generation inherits the innate talents and bloodlines of their ancestors, how can they be any different?
Moreover, seniors should cultivate juniors as successors, and naturally want to help juniors improve their strength in every way possible. Unfortunately, the living environment is too comfortable, and they have not experienced any storms. Qiao Yichen has the strength of eight heavens, but compared to Qin Yan, he lacks courage, vision, and combat experience.
A warrior's combat power is not just reflected in their internal energy, a true strongman has never been raised in a greenhouse, and under the current situation of Qiao Yichen, he doesn't even qualify to be a leader.
Of course, he was never a leader of one side, otherwise he wouldn't be called Young Master.
Six men in black died and two were injured, but there are still ten people who are unscathed, among them five are from the Eight Trigrams.
How to play?
At the Presidential Suite, Qiao Yichen still had his own way of doing things, using slightly stronger combat power to slowly grind. This time, several people died in a row, and Qiao Yichen was both terrified and furious, leaving no room for mercy, ordering everyone to attack at the same time, even taking up arms himself.
1 vs 12, a desperate situation!
It didn't take long, just the first move after they engaged in combat, Qin Yan was already in a predicament: he had only one person, two hands, and one knife, how could he block the attacks coming from all directions?
Barely dodging the attacks of several weaker black-clad men with slower sword strikes, he used his incredible footwork to evade the attacks of two top-notch Eight Heavenly Masters, and then met the two long knives head-on with the heavy sword in his hand. This was already the limit of what he could achieve, and at the same time, there were still two knives, four legs, and three fists coming at him...
