Chapter 38
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There was only half of the moon, and it was light, but the night on the ranch was still very comfortable. The boundless green grass gives off fresh smell and makes people intoxicated.
On the side of those buildings, the old cowboy and a man are helping Zheng Yang roast the whole sheep. While baking, they cut off the cooked parts with a knife and put them on a plate to Zheng Yang and rich.
Looking at Rich's appetite, Zheng Yang was sure that he had cultivated his psionic powers, otherwise he would never be able to digest so much meat. But Zheng Yang did not ask the other party's ability, sooner or later will know.
This is a big roast whole lamb. The net meat is about 40 Jin. Each of them ate more than 10 jin of cooked mutton and planned to continue to eat the rest for supper, which shocked the old cowboy.
Having enough to eat and drink, Zheng Yang and rich patrol the sheep pen separately.
With them on the vigil, there are two ranchers.
Four people are distributed outside the 100 meter sheepfold, but the gap is only 30 or 40 meters. However, considering that no murderer has been found in the surveillance, it seems that the number of people is not the key.
Just now, it was OK on the side. At this time, when he was close to the outside of the sheep pen, the coquettish smell made Zheng Yanggang's roast mutton very tasteless. So, he simply moved away from the sheep pen and into the grassland.
Fifty meters away from the sheep pen, Zheng Yang's vision can also cover a wider range. Playing with a large caliber sand hawk in his hand, he scanned the sheepfold with twice the eyesight of ordinary people.
Lighting is impossible. Lighting at night will affect the sleep of sheep, and lead to a series of chain diseases caused by lack of sleep.
In the light of the moonlight, Zheng Yang could clearly see the movements of the other three.
From 8 p.m. to 1 a.m., it was safe.
At 1:30, Zheng Yang suddenly turned around, opened the safety of the pistol and faced the deep pasture.
Spirit ship warning, evil is approaching.
Sure enough, it can't be an ordinary beast that can suck a creature into a mummy. Zheng Yang's curse plays a role.
But he could not see the enemy either.
It's not reasonable. He can even see the ghost as an energy body. What evil power has escaped his eyes?
Can that thing be invisible? Zheng Yang calls his psionic powers, and his attributes are three times higher than those of ordinary people.
With a slight "buzz ~", Zheng Yang sensed the strong danger and subconsciously made a tactical action, which was an instant rollover. He sensed that something fell on the position where he had just stood. Then, because he didn't catch him, he rushed over again. The speed was very fast, and his body was as big as a man.
It's true that the tactical action of cramping in the morning has formed a conditioned reflex! Of course, this also has something to do with Zheng Yangyuan's extraordinary nerve reaction.
In the rollover out, Zheng Yang took advantage of the momentum to turn around, gun muzzle to track the induction of movement, decisive shooting.
"Bang ~"
the roar of the large caliber sand hawk was deafening and spread far away in the pasture. On the edge of the sheepfold, rich instantly raised his gun, flanking Zheng Yang, intently alert.
"What did you find?"
Zheng Yang didn't have time to speak. The target was shot.
Ritchie also told Zheng Yang yesterday that if he reaches a certain level of playing with a gun, he can have a mysterious sense of gun and feel whether the bullet he shoots hits the target.
However, Zheng Yang did not have the mysterious sense mentioned by Ritchie. He relied on his sensitivity of hearing, smell, Qi sensation and so on, which was three times that of ordinary people.
Zheng Yang sensed that the target was dripping blood. He caught the movement caused by the continuous dripping of blood, and the target was leaving in the right direction.
It's a pity I didn't bring that shotgun!
Said late, in fact very soon, Zheng Yang in the sense of the target direction of the moment, has decisively fired another shot.
"Bang ~"
Zheng Yang felt the target tremble and hit it again.
The speed of the target is slower, and Zheng Yang's sense of tracking the target is more obvious. He chases out quickly.
"I should have used enchanted bullets. Anyway, if it's consumed, I can apply for supplement. I'll save a fart!" Zheng Yang secretly scolded himself for being stupid. He even played games like his previous life. He always subconsciously left his powerful cards at the end.
In addition, loveney said that enchantment is very tired and requires saving, which leads to Zheng Yanggang's instinctive reluctance to use enchantment bullets.
The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, but his consciousness is still a little lacking. As he reflected, he changed into a magazine with enchanted bullets.
"Boom ~"
this shot was almost like a gun. With Zheng Yang's three times of constitution at this time, he felt that his hands were slightly weak due to the recoil.
On the other hand, seeing that Zheng Yang didn't answer, Ritchie made a clear-cut pursuit of a certain direction and fired another shot. He was convinced that he had really found the target, so he staggered the distance and ran to meet Zheng Yangcheng.
After running more than ten meters, I heard the roar of artillery over there.
Using enchanted bullets?In fact, Ritchie's two guns are not meant to be cool. He also holds a gun in both hands when fighting. However, the two guns are loaded with ordinary bullets and enchanted bullets respectively. He used to use the gun with enchanted bullets only when he confirmed that it was necessary.
At this time, with a roar, Richie saw a figure out of thin air on the grass in the moonlight, covered with flames, burning and struggling.
Flame bomb, not only let the hidden target appear, but also set the target on fire.
Rich was shocked, they have been at a loss for the ranch incident, Zheng Yang came to find the murderer, and was about to kill the target.
Is it luck or strength?
Zheng Yang was shocked by the power of enchanted bullets, but he was even more shocked by the more struggling and powerless evil in front of him.
It's really the mosquito that vernal judged!
A mosquito as big as a human, with six wings, has been burned in the fire, leaving only the root joints and slender hollow wing bones. The sharp needle shaped mouthpiece is more than 30 centimeters long. It can stretch and contract in the fire, and its limbs are waving like spears.
In this world, there are not only mosquitoes as big as human beings, but also invisible. It's too dangerous.
Zheng Yang believes that in the face of all kinds of unknown evils, he must try his best to fight for one strike.
Can such a mosquito suck up four or five sheep at a time? Will there be mosquitoes?
"Rich, come and take a picture of it. It'll burn down in a moment!"
Zheng Yang holds a gun in both hands and continues to be on guard. He is the target of evil. He can't take a picture with his mobile phone.
……
In a mountain range more than ten kilometers away from the ranch, deep in the primeval forest, bursts of roar came out: "shit, what is that? Why did my six winged mosquito get out of control just a few hundred meters away and rush up to attack him?"
The next moment, another giant mosquito rushed out of the virgin forest and flew to the pasture at top speed.
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There was only half of the moon, and it was light, but the night on the ranch was still very comfortable. The boundless green grass gives off fresh smell and makes people intoxicated.
On the side of those buildings, the old cowboy and a man are helping Zheng Yang roast the whole sheep. While baking, they cut off the cooked parts with a knife and put them on a plate to Zheng Yang and rich.
Looking at Rich's appetite, Zheng Yang was sure that he had cultivated his psionic powers, otherwise he would never be able to digest so much meat. But Zheng Yang did not ask the other party's ability, sooner or later will know.
This is a big roast whole lamb. The net meat is about 40 Jin. Each of them ate more than 10 jin of cooked mutton and planned to continue to eat the rest for supper, which shocked the old cowboy.
Having enough to eat and drink, Zheng Yang and rich patrol the sheep pen separately.
With them on the vigil, there are two ranchers.
Four people are distributed outside the 100 meter sheepfold, but the gap is only 30 or 40 meters. However, considering that no murderer has been found in the surveillance, it seems that the number of people is not the key.
Just now, it was OK on the side. At this time, when he was close to the outside of the sheep pen, the coquettish smell made Zheng Yanggang's roast mutton very tasteless. So, he simply moved away from the sheep pen and into the grassland.
Fifty meters away from the sheep pen, Zheng Yang's vision can also cover a wider range. Playing with a large caliber sand hawk in his hand, he scanned the sheepfold with twice the eyesight of ordinary people.
Lighting is impossible. Lighting at night will affect the sleep of sheep, and lead to a series of chain diseases caused by lack of sleep.
In the light of the moonlight, Zheng Yang could clearly see the movements of the other three.
From 8 p.m. to 1 a.m., it was safe.
At 1:30, Zheng Yang suddenly turned around, opened the safety of the pistol and faced the deep pasture.
Spirit ship warning, evil is approaching.
Sure enough, it can't be an ordinary beast that can suck a creature into a mummy. Zheng Yang's curse plays a role.
But he could not see the enemy either.
It's not reasonable. He can even see the ghost as an energy body. What evil power has escaped his eyes?
Can that thing be invisible? Zheng Yang calls his psionic powers, and his attributes are three times higher than those of ordinary people.
With a slight "buzz ~", Zheng Yang sensed the strong danger and subconsciously made a tactical action, which was an instant rollover. He sensed that something fell on the position where he had just stood. Then, because he didn't catch him, he rushed over again. The speed was very fast, and his body was as big as a man.
It's true that the tactical action of cramping in the morning has formed a conditioned reflex! Of course, this also has something to do with Zheng Yangyuan's extraordinary nerve reaction.
In the rollover out, Zheng Yang took advantage of the momentum to turn around, gun muzzle to track the induction of movement, decisive shooting.
"Bang ~"
the roar of the large caliber sand hawk was deafening and spread far away in the pasture. On the edge of the sheepfold, rich instantly raised his gun, flanking Zheng Yang, intently alert.
"What did you find?"
Zheng Yang didn't have time to speak. The target was shot.
Ritchie also told Zheng Yang yesterday that if he reaches a certain level of playing with a gun, he can have a mysterious sense of gun and feel whether the bullet he shoots hits the target.
However, Zheng Yang did not have the mysterious sense mentioned by Ritchie. He relied on his sensitivity of hearing, smell, Qi sensation and so on, which was three times that of ordinary people.
Zheng Yang sensed that the target was dripping blood. He caught the movement caused by the continuous dripping of blood, and the target was leaving in the right direction.
It's a pity I didn't bring that shotgun!
Said late, in fact very soon, Zheng Yang in the sense of the target direction of the moment, has decisively fired another shot.
"Bang ~"
Zheng Yang felt the target tremble and hit it again.
The speed of the target is slower, and Zheng Yang's sense of tracking the target is more obvious. He chases out quickly.
"I should have used enchanted bullets. Anyway, if it's consumed, I can apply for supplement. I'll save a fart!" Zheng Yang secretly scolded himself for being stupid. He even played games like his previous life. He always subconsciously left his powerful cards at the end.
In addition, loveney said that enchantment is very tired and requires saving, which leads to Zheng Yanggang's instinctive reluctance to use enchantment bullets.
The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, but his consciousness is still a little lacking. As he reflected, he changed into a magazine with enchanted bullets.
"Boom ~"
this shot was almost like a gun. With Zheng Yang's three times of constitution at this time, he felt that his hands were slightly weak due to the recoil.
On the other hand, seeing that Zheng Yang didn't answer, Ritchie made a clear-cut pursuit of a certain direction and fired another shot. He was convinced that he had really found the target, so he staggered the distance and ran to meet Zheng Yangcheng.
After running more than ten meters, I heard the roar of artillery over there.
Using enchanted bullets?In fact, Ritchie's two guns are not meant to be cool. He also holds a gun in both hands when fighting. However, the two guns are loaded with ordinary bullets and enchanted bullets respectively. He used to use the gun with enchanted bullets only when he confirmed that it was necessary.
At this time, with a roar, Richie saw a figure out of thin air on the grass in the moonlight, covered with flames, burning and struggling.
Flame bomb, not only let the hidden target appear, but also set the target on fire.
Rich was shocked, they have been at a loss for the ranch incident, Zheng Yang came to find the murderer, and was about to kill the target.
Is it luck or strength?
Zheng Yang was shocked by the power of enchanted bullets, but he was even more shocked by the more struggling and powerless evil in front of him.
It's really the mosquito that vernal judged!
A mosquito as big as a human, with six wings, has been burned in the fire, leaving only the root joints and slender hollow wing bones. The sharp needle shaped mouthpiece is more than 30 centimeters long. It can stretch and contract in the fire, and its limbs are waving like spears.
In this world, there are not only mosquitoes as big as human beings, but also invisible. It's too dangerous.
Zheng Yang believes that in the face of all kinds of unknown evils, he must try his best to fight for one strike.
Can such a mosquito suck up four or five sheep at a time? Will there be mosquitoes?
"Rich, come and take a picture of it. It'll burn down in a moment!"
Zheng Yang holds a gun in both hands and continues to be on guard. He is the target of evil. He can't take a picture with his mobile phone.
……
In a mountain range more than ten kilometers away from the ranch, deep in the primeval forest, bursts of roar came out: "shit, what is that? Why did my six winged mosquito get out of control just a few hundred meters away and rush up to attack him?"
The next moment, another giant mosquito rushed out of the virgin forest and flew to the pasture at top speed.
There was only half of the moon, and it was light, but the night on the ranch was still very comfortable. The boundless green grass gives off fresh smell and makes people intoxicated. On the side of those buildings, the old cowboy and a man are helping Zheng Yang roast the whole sheep. While baking, they cut off the cooked parts with a knife and put them on a plate to Zheng Yang and rich. Looking at Rich's appetite, Zheng Yang was sure that he had cultivated his psionic powers, otherwise he would never be able to digest so much meat. But Zheng Yang did not ask the other party's ability, sooner or later will know. This is a big roast whole lamb. The net meat is about 40 Jin. Each of them ate more than 10 jin of cooked mutton and planned to continue to eat the rest for supper, which shocked the old cowboy. Having enough to eat and drink, Zheng Yang and rich patrol the sheep pen separately. With them on the vigil, there are two ranchers. Four people are distributed outside the 100 meter sheepfold, but the gap is only 30 or 40 meters. However, considering that no murderer has been found in the surveillance, it seems that the number of people is not the key. Just now, it was OK on the side. At this time, when he was close to the outside of the sheep pen, the coquettish smell made Zheng Yanggang's roast mutton very tasteless. So, he simply moved away from the sheep pen and into the grassland. Fifty meters away from the sheep pen, Zheng Yang's vision can also cover a wider range. Playing with a large caliber sand hawk in his hand, he scanned the sheepfold with twice the eyesight of ordinary people. Lighting is impossible. Lighting at night will affect the sleep of sheep, and lead to a series of chain diseases caused by lack of sleep. In the light of the moonlight, Zheng Yang could clearly see the movements of the other three. From 8 p.m. to 1 a.m., it was safe. At 1:30, Zheng Yang suddenly turned around, opened the safety of the pistol and faced the deep pasture. Spirit ship warning, evil is approaching. Sure enough, it can't be an ordinary beast that can suck a creature into a mummy. Zheng Yang's curse plays a role. But he could not see the enemy either. It's not reasonable. He can even see the ghost as an energy body. What evil power has escaped his eyes? Can that thing be invisible? Zheng Yang calls his psionic powers, and his attributes are three times higher than those of ordinary people. With a slight "buzz ~", Zheng Yang sensed the strong danger and subconsciously made a tactical action, which was an instant rollover. He sensed that something fell on the position where he had just stood. Then, because he didn't catch him, he rushed over again. The speed was very fast, and his body was as big as a man. It's true that the tactical action of cramping in the morning has formed a conditioned reflex! Of course, this also has something to do with Zheng Yangyuan's extraordinary nerve reaction. In the rollover out, Zheng Yang took advantage of the momentum to turn around, gun muzzle to track the induction of movement, decisive shooting. "Bang ~" the roar of the large caliber sand hawk was deafening and spread far away in the pasture. On the edge of the sheepfold, rich instantly raised his gun, flanking Zheng Yang, intently alert. "What did you find?" Zheng Yang didn't have time to speak. The target was shot. Ritchie also told Zheng Yang yesterday that if he reaches a certain level of playing with a gun, he can have a mysterious sense of gun and feel whether the bullet he shoots hits the target. However, Zheng Yang did not have the mysterious sense mentioned by Ritchie. He relied on his sensitivity of hearing, smell, Qi sensation and so on, which was three times that of ordinary people. Zheng Yang sensed that the target was dripping blood. He caught the movement caused by the continuous dripping of blood, and the target was leaving in the right direction. It's a pity I didn't bring that shotgun! Said late, in fact very soon, Zheng Yang in the sense of the target direction of the moment, has decisively fired another shot. "Bang ~" Zheng Yang felt the target tremble and hit it again. The speed of the target is slower, and Zheng Yang's sense of tracking the target is more obvious. He chases out quickly. "I should have used enchanted bullets. Anyway, if it's consumed, I can apply for supplement. I'll save a fart!" Zheng Yang secretly scolded himself for being stupid. He even played games like his previous life. He always subconsciously left his powerful cards at the end. In addition, loveney said that enchantment is very tired and requires saving, which leads to Zheng Yanggang's instinctive reluctance to use enchantment bullets. The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, but his consciousness is still a little lacking. As he reflected, he changed into a magazine with enchanted bullets. "Boom ~" this shot was almost like a gun. With Zheng Yang's three times of constitution at this time, he felt that his hands were slightly weak due to the recoil. On the other hand, seeing that Zheng Yang didn't answer, Ritchie made a clear-cut pursuit of a certain direction and fired another shot. He was convinced that he had really found the target, so he staggered the distance and ran to meet Zheng Yangcheng. After running more than ten meters, I heard the roar of artillery over there. Using enchanted bullets?In fact, Ritchie's two guns are not meant to be cool. He also holds a gun in both hands when fighting. However, the two guns are loaded with ordinary bullets and enchanted bullets respectively. He used to use the gun with enchanted bullets only when he confirmed that it was necessary. At this time, with a roar, Richie saw a figure out of thin air on the grass in the moonlight, covered with flames, burning and struggling. Flame bomb, not only let the hidden target appear, but also set the target on fire. Rich was shocked, they have been at a loss for the ranch incident, Zheng Yang came to find the murderer, and was about to kill the target. Is it luck or strength? Zheng Yang was shocked by the power of enchanted bullets, but he was even more shocked by the more struggling and powerless evil in front of him. It's really the mosquito that vernal judged! A mosquito as big as a human, with six wings, has been burned in the fire, leaving only the root joints and slender hollow wing bones. The sharp needle shaped mouthpiece is more than 30 centimeters long. It can stretch and contract in the fire, and its limbs are waving like spears. In this world, there are not only mosquitoes as big as human beings, but also invisible. It's too dangerous. Zheng Yang believes that in the face of all kinds of unknown evils, he must try his best to fight for one strike. Can such a mosquito suck up four or five sheep at a time? Will there be mosquitoes? "Rich, come and take a picture of it. It'll burn down in a moment!" Zheng Yang holds a gun in both hands and continues to be on guard. He is the target of evil. He can't take a picture with his mobile phone. In a mountain range more than ten kilometers away from the ranch, deep in the primeval forest, bursts of roar came out: "shit, what is that? Why did my six winged mosquito get out of control just a few hundred meters away and rush up to attack him?" The next moment, another giant mosquito rushed out of the virgin forest and flew to the pasture at top speed.
