Chapter 12 Murderous Trigger

Downtown, Six-Shot Revolver Gun Shop.

The gun shop welcomed the first customer of the day as soon as it opened. The fat boss leaned his hands on the glass cabinet and looked at the customer with vigilant eyes.

Chen Ke didn't know why the gun shop owner was so wary of him, but he didn't feel the killing intent, so he didn't take it to heart. Chen Ke took two boxes of bullets from the shelf while thinking about his thoughts.

He didn't destroy his mobile phone. Although he knew that Pankia could track his whereabouts with this thing, no matter how dark the technology was, it couldn't track a device that was not powered.

This mobile phone was more like a summoning button for Chen Ke. When he needed it, he could summon the organization's killers to come to his door at any time. Keeping it would always be useful.

Although Chen Ke could fight without sleep, this was not what he wanted. Fighting was just to prolong his life. The goal was to find Pankia.

The S Consortium was the only breakthrough, but the five-hour life limit seriously restricted his range of activities. On the way to the gun shop, he passed by an Internet cafe and spent 2 Lian coins to find a seat to search for the information he needed.

For example, the Psychic Administration, investigators, Psychic Industry, etc., and learned that above the investigators, there is also a class of extraordinary psychics, and they are all under the control of the Administration.

Most importantly, he also learned some things about the S Consortium, which is a fairly large consortium with branches all over the Federation. There is a building in the upper city of Opportunity City.

But knowing this alone is not enough to find Pankia. Chen Ke doesn't even know what he looks like...

Chen Ke has no plans for the time being, so he decided to solve the current problem first. He now has more than 30 9mm bullets in his hand, but .45ACP bullets are not enough. Considering combat efficiency and safety, he still hopes to solve the problem with a gun.

He took two boxes of .45COLT bullets in white boxes and walked to the counter to pay.

"Let me see your gun." The boss smiled.

"Is it necessary?" Chen Ke said alertly.

"Just want you to have the best shooting experience at the shooting range. You know, even bullets of the same caliber have different models. Good guns are very picky about bullets." The boss explained kindly.

Chen Ke thought about it and it made sense. He also didn't know if Parker's M1911A1 could fire ordinary bullets, so he took the gun out of his bag and put it on the glass cabinet.

"Look at this one, what bullet is best for it?" Chen Ke said with a smile.

This gun was the weapon Chen Ke planned to use to hunt monsters. In order to avoid accidental discharge when it was placed in the bag, he did not load the magazine.

"Oh... this gun... is amazing..." The boss's smile froze, and his eyes changed when he looked at the M1911A1 on the glass cabinet.

"If you don't have the right bullets here, I will..." Chen Ke wanted to take the gun back and leave when he found that the boss was in a strange state.

The boss suddenly held down Chen Ke's hand holding the gun and smiled, "I don't know how you got this gun, but it definitely doesn't belong to you."

Want to steal my gun?

"No one will buy ordinary bullets for psychic firearms. Which unlucky guy's gun did you steal?" The boss narrowed his eyes and said.

"I don't want to buy bullets from you anymore." Chen Ke restrained his smile and said seriously, pulling the gun, but the boss didn't mean to let go.

The gun shop owner took out a Colt revolver from under the counter and pointed it at Chen Ke's head: "If I were you, I would put down the gun obediently, then leave quietly and forget about this gun."

It seems that this boss thinks he is a thief and wants to rob the thief.

Chen Ke didn't feel the murderous intent. The boss was just trying to scare him. It seems that psychic firearms are not common goods, otherwise the owner of the gun shop would not do this.

"What about your mother?" Chen Ke laughed and slipped out a jumping knife from his left sleeve. It was the one used by the blond man. Of course, he had wiped the blood.

Chen Ke's movements were so fast that when the blade slightly cut into the thick neck meat, the gun shop owner realized that Chen Ke caught a flash of surprise and fear in his eyes.

"You don't even have the courage to pull the trigger. What a coward." Chen Ke laughed. Even now, he couldn't feel the boss's murderous intent.

The boss didn't dare to shoot at all.

Guns are so magical. No matter how weak a person is, as long as he holds it, he thinks he has power.

However, the weak will always be weak.

At this moment, two big black bodyguards rushed out of the red door behind the boss's counter. They took out their pistols and pointed them at Chen Ke.

There was no killing intention either.

"Young man, who are you?" The boss's tone changed, less aggressive, more respectful and timid.

"None of your business, give me a few boxes of bullets that can be used for this gun." Chen Ke took advantage of the fire.

Although it was the boss who held the gun, he was even more nervous, while Chen Ke, who was pointed at by three guns, was as steady as an old dog.

"Don't you really know? Bullets for psychic firearms cannot be bought on the market. Only the Administration can make psychic bullets." The boss explained.

"Psychic bullets..." Chen Ke's thoughts flashed, and the bullets with white shells and no primers were indeed not small.

If the gun shop owner was not lying, this meant that this psychic pistol was like scrap metal to him, because Chen Ke had no way to replenish ammunition.

The owner saw Chen Ke lost in thought and slowly moved his neck back.

"Hey, yellow-skinned guy, put away your knife, or I'll shoot your head off." A black bodyguard threatened.

Chen Ke glanced at him, and at this moment, he felt a murderous intent surging from his body, obeying his will, and instilled into the black man invisibly.

"Hoo hoo..." The black bodyguard's breathing suddenly became rapid, and his sausage-like fat lips trembled unnaturally. He unconsciously took a step back, and his feet stumbled and sat on the ground with a "bang".

This murderous aura was inexplicably familiar, and Chen Ke suddenly realized that this was not the murderous intent he had absorbed? Unexpectedly, it could be drawn out and infused into others.

Judging from the effect just now, it seems to have a strong deterrent effect!

But Chen Ke also realized that this murderous aura has a limit, because after he used the murderous aura just now, there was another meter below the life time countdown in the corner of his eye.

"Murderous aura: 30/50"

Does this murderous aura also have an upper limit? It is exactly a 1:10 ratio with his own life limit.

Chen Ke made up his mind to call this ability "Murderous Trigger"!

Now he has a murderous vacuum cleaner that prolongs his life, a murderous radar for searching enemies, and a murderous trigger for controlling the situation. Maybe some strange abilities will emerge in the future.

The sudden behavior of the black bodyguard surprised the gun shop owner and another bodyguard. He sat on the ground, breathing very quickly, and even dropped his gun. He barely stood up several times.

From his eyes, Chen Ke saw the fear of death and the surrender to absolute power.

Chen Ke was very satisfied with the deterrent effect. Although he didn't know whether the murderous trigger could have an effect on monsters, at least, when dealing with killers of the same strength as himself, this look was enough to make the other party have a deadly gap. And he can also use it to get rid of many disputes and unnecessary conflicts.

The only drawback is the consumption of this murderous aura. It consumes 20 murderous auras to deal with an ordinary person. If he does not continue to absorb the killing intent, he can only use it twice at a time. What if the opponent is stronger? Will it consume more? This can only be answered in the future.

"Take your gun and get out of here. You are not welcome here." The gun shop owner found that Chen Ke was a ruthless character, so he gave up the idea of ​​stealing the gun and put down the revolver.

Chen Ke put away the jumping knife, slid it into his sleeve, picked up the gun and prepared to leave.

At this time, a voice came from the red door.

"Young man, I want to talk to you."