Chapter 94 Station 131 Countermeasures

The lead bullets with red light and hot wind came straight to my chest.

At this moment, I had just stopped, my legs could not move, and the lead bullet was only two steps away from my body.

The lead bullets were designed to be two steps apart. Before the blink of an eye, they had already whizzed over and exploded into a ball of fire under the vice president's ferocious smile!

The heat wave hit the face, the air wave surged, and the instant scorching heat made it difficult for people to breathe. It pushed four warriors not far away from each other more than half a meter away, and the vice president was also blown out by the air wave that had been reduced by seven to eight points. Three meters away, he fell to the ground with a plop.

While laughing wildly, the vice president got up from the ground and said with a ferocious smile: "I tell you to be proud, I tell you to show off, I tell you to mock me, haha."

The two swordsmen supported the two shield-holding warriors and stood up tremblingly. The four of them, with their eight legs trembling uncontrollably, almost fell to the ground again.

Whether it was the force of the sword just now or the subsequent explosion impact, they were severely injured. Although they could not die, they did not have the physical strength to fight again.

Seeing their opponent lying motionless on the ground, the four of them ignored the pain and smiled with smiles on their faces, constantly complimenting the vice-president who was in the same embarrassment as them.

"The vice-president is indeed unfathomable. With just a few tricks, your opponent can easily fall for you. He is really a role model for us!"

"More than just a role model, the Vice President is simply an idol!"

"Yes, yes, yes, look at that boy, he was so arrogant just now. He was hit by a fire bomb from the vice-president, and he turned into coke. He couldn't die anymore. In terms of strength, except for the president, Who else dares to make a mistake in front of the vice president!"

"Hmph." The vice-president listened to the compliments of the four subordinates with a satisfied look on his face, and a look of regret suddenly appeared on his proud face: "It's a pity that we didn't catch anyone alive. Otherwise, I really want to ask him who is not good-looking. He was assigned by me, but it’s good that since he’s dead, it can be regarded as a warning to his boss behind the scenes, not everyone in our Ginyu Guild can afford to offend him!”

Suddenly, a sneer sounded out at an inappropriate time, instantly dampening the vice president's interest in continuing.

"Why, are any of you dissatisfied with what I said?"

The vice president's face turned cold, his eyes were like swords, and he glanced at his four subordinates.

The four of them were stunned, wondering why the vice-president said such words.

One of the sword-wielding warriors mustered up his courage and said cautiously: "Vice, Vice President, why do you say that?"

"I just heard a sneer from one of you. Who has any doubts about my words?"

The vice-president said with a cold face: "Or is it that one of you covets my position as vice-president and wants to replace me?"

"Don't dare, don't dare, Vice President, it's unfair!"

The four soldiers were so frightened that they fell to their knees and kept kowtowing to beg for mercy. However, a question arose in their hearts at the same time: I didn't sneer?

Could it be

The four of them suddenly stopped moving together, and slowly twisted their necks towards where their opponent was lying.

Wisps of charred smoke steamed from around the body, like a burnt fish, exuding resentment and hatred.

"He should be dead..."

The four warriors looked at each other, their eyes filled with doubts and uneasiness.

"What's wrong with you four?"

The vice president didn't understand what the four of them were thinking and asked in an arrogant tone.

"Vice, Vice President." One of the shield-holding warriors raised his head and said hesitantly: "The sound just now was not made by us."

"It's not you?" The vice president's face tightened and he said, "Who could it be? Him?"

The vice president pointed to his opponent lying not far away and said contemptuously: "He is a dead man, can he make a sound?"

"Dead people naturally make no sound."

A voice sounded with sarcasm and ridicule, but to the ears of several people, it sounded like a low roar from hell.

"you you"

The vice-president was terrified and kept pointing his fingers in my direction, in disbelief.

In front of him, four soldiers were also frightened. One of them even peed his pants, and a foul smell wafted out from his soaked bottoms.

"Sorry to disappoint you."

With a look of ridicule on my face, I slowly sat up from the ground. The burnt cowhide coat on my upper body fell off piece by piece and shattered on the ground.

"I quite like this dress." He lowered his head and glanced at the pieces of burnt cowhide on the ground: "But it was ruined by you bastard."

"You know?" I raised my head, my eyes full of displeasure: "This dress cost me two full silver coins!"

"No, it's impossible, you can't be alive!"

The vice president obviously didn't listen to what I said, and still yelled at me with a look of horror on his face.

"Hey, don't you know it's very rude to yell at people like this?"

My words were like family, but my tone was full of chill. I joked: "Do you really think that I avoided your explosive bombs because I was afraid of dying?"

"Joke" I cut it off and said as I stood up, "I just don't want to ruin this outfit."

"But now, it doesn't matter." He stood up, shook off all the burnt lumps on his body, spread his hands, looked at ****'s upper body, and felt even more unhappy: "The clothes are already ruined."

"Quick, kill him, kill him!"

The vice-president yelled angrily at the four people who were paralyzed on the ground and did not dare to move. His right hand holding the gun kept shaking, and his left hand was groping in the ammunition bag like crazy.

"Are you out of bullets?"

With a smile on my face, I swung my Zumatachi twice and twisted my neck: "That's a shame, I'm going to do it!"

With a movement of his body, he left an afterimage and ran straight towards the vice-president. The Zhanmatada sword in his hand flashed a cold light and slashed towards his body.

Seeing me charging at me again, the vice-president sneered at the corner of his lips, twitched his left hand, took out another lead bullet from the ammunition bag, skillfully filled it into the chamber of the gun, raised the gun, and pointed it directly at my chest and abdomen. Just pull the trigger.

A white light flashed across, and the palm-length gun barrel flew into the air. At the same time, the vice president also pulled the trigger.

The lead bullet in the gun chamber was like a broken bean, drawing an arc and falling far into the sand. After two bounces, it stopped moving.

The vice-president had a dull look on his face, looking at the broken gun in his hand as if he was dumbfounded.

"Goodbye."

With a flash of cold light, the vice president's head fell to the ground, and blood sprayed out from his broken neck.

Unable to avoid it, a few drops still fell on me.

"It's still hot." He wiped away the blood and walked towards the four people: "I thought your vice president was a cold-blooded animal."

"No, don't kill me..."

"Please, let me go..."

The four people begged one after another, which made me want to laugh.

"I said, have you ever heard of such a sentence?"

The four of them stopped begging, trembling all over, and said, "What, what are you talking about?"

“Cut the weeds without eradicating the roots, and the consequences will last a lifetime.”