Chapter 893: Dispute Caused by a Shooting

The monk walked towards the soldier. In his eyes, this drunken mortal was just a lamb, and he was a rare immortal cultivator. Killing him was as easy as taking something out of a bag. Although firearms were powerful, they could not do anything to him. They were just tricks among mortals.

He didn't know that the bullet of that unique rifle was many times more powerful than the iron sand before...

The drunk soldier pulled the trigger with a flick of his finger.

Bang!

A gunshot was heard, and the street was very quiet. Passersby opened their mouths in surprise and looked at the monk in front of the spear. He knelt on his knees and bled? Was the immortal injured in the abdomen? At this time, the Qi Condensation monk bent over and knelt on the ground with a painful expression on his face. The bullet penetrated the strengthened skin and rolled and destroyed it. The intestines inside were all torn. The monk never expected that the musket would be so powerful!

The bolt-action rifle is extremely powerful. You can tell how powerful the 7-round rifle bullet is by looking at the data. It is almost six centimeters long, has a lot of powder, and has an advanced bullet design. At the suggestion of the four Transformers, high-hardness steel is used. How can a layer of belly stop it?

A rifle can kill a horse by hitting the belly within 400 meters. From this point, you can imagine how powerful the rifle is.

Crash! The drunk soldier pulled the bolt again, the empty shell was ejected, and an orange-yellow bullet was pushed into the bolt. He aimed again. This time, the drunk soldier accidentally found the feeling and aimed the muzzle at the monk's forehead. At this time, the monk who was shot in the abdomen and had blue veins on his face had no strength to dodge...

Bang! Puff...! After a gunshot, the monk's skull was opened, and the skull with scalp flew to the ground. The skull was stained with mud, red and white everywhere.

"Brother! I've avenged you! Go with peace of mind!"

The drunk soldier who killed the monk remembered to inform his long-dead brother, staggered to his feet and walked back with his rifle on his back. He still vaguely remembered that he should go back to the barracks for training, leaving behind two corpses, one headless corpse of an ordinary person, and one monk with half his head missing. If the monk had dodged in advance or carefully defended, it wouldn't have happened. Unfortunately, he underestimated the drunk's marksmanship and the power of the rifle bullet.

The drunk shot a monk to death with one shot, and he was also a small master. After sobering up in the afternoon, he thought of the previous things and saw that the whole city was discussing him. The soldier was scared. His superiors hated him for not managing the soldiers carrying guns at the first time. Now, he shot the immortal and died miserably. The corpse couldn't even match the half-head.

The officer locked up the trouble-making soldier, waiting for the immortal to come home so that he could hand him over. As a result, no one came to deal with the matter. In fact, the officer didn't know that it was normal for a monk to be killed while traveling, and it was normal to leave home and not return. After all, if you get good things while traveling, shouldn't you share them together?

After seven or eight days, nothing happened. Instead, many people cheered for the soldier privately. Then another thing was that all the caravans or wealthy families in Ao Country started to buy guns, the latest rifles, which made the low-level monks in Ao Country tremble when they saw guns. In the past, any monk who had not reached the body refining stage could walk around everywhere, and it was common for them to curse the guards and the rich. Now, many low-level monks have started to carry rifles when they go out.

The emperor was a bit like the Eagle Empire of the Earth. Anyway, the world was in a mess, so he just let the people of his country have guns at will, but not everyone could have them. After thinking about it, he came up with a good idea.

Gun license, yes, gun license, as long as you don't have any major problems and have never committed a crime and have a good reputation, you can go to the government office to apply for a gun license to buy a gun. Freedom, gun ownership is also a kind of freedom. The strange idea of ​​the emperor of Ao country stunned neighboring countries...

Other emperors wished that the people didn't even have a kitchen knife, but this guy was good, the word freedom explained all the problems.

The respect of the Ao people for the emperor was like a surging river. Anyone who dared to say no to the emperor would fight immediately. From then on, the Ao people went out not only with horses and money, but also with guns. Bandits? Come on, let's have a good chat and see whether your steel knife is faster or my gun is faster. Ruffians collecting protection fees? Don't leave, let's see who is better. For a while, rifles were everywhere in Ao country, and some people even claimed that they saw art and had to buy guns for collection.

To the surprise of all countries and the people of Ao Country, the imagined chaos did not happen. The public security was unprecedentedly good. After all, everyone had guns. No one even collected protection fees. The bandits simply moved their camps to other countries to make a living.

In a few months, Ao Country changed drastically. Martial arts training became unnecessary. Everyone went to technology and technology to find a way to make a living. In the past, people exercised to fight and protect themselves. Now there are better ways to protect themselves. Who would still work hard and suffer from training since childhood? The industrial wind of Ao Country was very strong. People from neighboring countries even began to sneak into Ao Country in order to live a better life.

The soldier was finally released without any trouble. Why was he locked up when no one came to cause trouble?

The family of the killed monks didn't make trouble, but other monks couldn't stand it anymore. What's the matter? You, a mortal, killed a cultivator, so it's okay, right? In addition, Aoguo made a lot of firearms to threaten low-level monks. The angry monks privately encouraged the Night Wolf Clan, the old enemy of Aoguo, to attack Aoguo. The Night Wolf Clan is an authentic nomadic people with a tough folk style and a love of looting. In the past, monks guarded against the Night Wolf Clan to prevent them from attacking these countries. Now that Aoguo disrespected the monks, the monks had to give up protecting Aoguo. The Night Wolf Clan was naturally happy. In their eyes, these people who wore complicated clothes and claimed to be civilized were nothing but fighting among themselves. Now, they came to deliver food and women to the door, and they went to Aoguo to loot.

The monks secretly operated, and the Night Wolf Clan on the Gusu grassland began to gather with laughter. This is their nature. They robbed food and women and lived a very free and easy life.

The four Death Scorpions would not take action to solve such a small matter. In the end, the four guys sent a representative to participate in the battle. The representative was none other than Wang Er, who followed the four guys to make a living...

The current Wang Er is not the Wang Er in the back mountain village. The current Wang Er has taken elixirs and is in great shape. He is equipped with modern equipment and dares to greet even the monks in the Huaxuan period. He walks around with an assault rifle on his back every day. Recently, he has fallen in love with bolt-action rifles. In his words, assault rifles are quiet and have low recoil, which is not manly enough. Bolt-action rifles have a strong smell, just like the tobacco leaves in the village. After knowing his hobby, the Silent One made him a Barrett. From then on, many soldiers in the barracks called Wang Er the Cannon Man, because every time the Barrett fired, it was like firing a cannon, and it could cut people in two at once.