Chapter 101: Help

Chino was stunned for a moment, a strange flush suddenly appeared on his face, and a beast-like roar surged from his throat. He laughed loudly without warning, his voice becoming more and more frivolous and hoarse. He stared at Lin Xiang tightly, took a deep breath, and howled suddenly, grabbed the table with both hands, and then, in a hysterical scream, he suddenly tore the metal table several centimeters thick in half.

"Swoosh" stood up from the chair, and Chino, with a gray face, pulled out a silver pistol with exquisite workmanship from her waist, pointed to Lin Xiang's eyebrows, and said with a grim smile: "I have to admit, this joke is very interesting. But you got the wrong partner."

The sudden chaos caused the soldiers standing around to quickly turn around. They held the weapons in their hands and pointed the round and cold muzzle at Lin Xiang. The movements were uniform and standard and powerful.

Lin Xiang still maintained a calm sitting position, his eyes full of pity: "You are so crazy. You are an absolute madman-"

"You are the crazy person-"

Chino's handsome face twisted, rushed to Lin Xiang with a quick step, pressed his gun toward his forehead, and roared in anger: "What qualifications do you have to talk to me in this tone? It's just a town of hundreds of people, I can erase it from the earth with just one order. Your courage is indeed worthy of admiration, but this kind of overestimating one's own ability is very stupid-"

At such a close distance, Lin Xiang clearly saw the coldness in Chino's eyes. There was no tolerance or kindness in it. The depth of his eyes was full of cruelty, murderous intent, and violentness. A few simple words could stimulate him to look like this. It is indeed not normal for people with special hobbies on male butts.

"Are you a parasitic?" Unexpectedly, Lin Xiang turned to another topic that Chino had never thought of.

There was no answer. The second heir of the Aresandro family suppressed the anger in his heart and looked at him with a little surprise.

"Who is better than Ilaria?"

Lin Xiang's voice was extremely calm, but Chino's eyes were full of doubts and weirdness.

"Ilaria...where is she?" Chino, who swallowed her saliva hard and turned very ugly, suddenly realized that this was about to play with what a man said as a pet, was not as ridiculous as he thought.

Suddenly, Lin Xiang laughed. He smiled very happily and was very strange.

Without any warning, his muscles suddenly bulged and jumped out of the chair, squeezing hard between the two soldiers like lightning. The dagger let out a low whistle and flew over at a speed that was unseen by the naked eye. Then his figure disappeared from everyone's sight like air.

The two soldiers shook a few times, and their eyes suddenly fell backwards. Only then did their companions see that the soldier's neck was almost cut open, leaving only a layer of skin connected to their bodies.

"Kill him for me-" Chino roared angrily. Compared to the fact that had happened, his orders came obviously too late.

Just as the sound came out of his mouth, the heir of the Ale Sandro family, who had a one-star parasitic ability, suddenly noticed a powerful kinetic energy coming from behind. He turned around suddenly, and saw two balls of red and dazzling orange flames spewed out from the top of the Yinyue Town warning tower in the distance, quickly approaching and expanding in his direction.

"Quick! Hurry up and hide! It's a rocket-"

Accompanied by a soldier's heart-wrenching scream, the warhead flew straight towards him with a curved trajectory, accurately hit the two off-road vehicles on the periphery, and exploded two huge fireballs with a diameter of more than ten meters. The surging flames and air waves swept across the huge body, blowing them up and rising several meters high, then losing balance, and with a raging flame and a strong burnt odor, it fell down.

Within a range of three hundred meters, the eighty mm bazooka can accurately hit the target and destroy it.

"Hao—"

With a dull gunshot, a burly Ferdinand soldier almost exploded his chest. He lowered his head, glanced at the terrifying wound in disbelief, his pale lips slightly opened, and then he lost his balance and fell to the ground.

"There are snipers--"

The soldiers next to him keenly searched for the direction of the bullets. He hugged and rushed to the nearest off-road vehicle, pulled over the heavy machine gun that was slanted on the roof, swept the dense rain of bullets to a raised mound in the distance of the wilderness, suppressing the possible retreat direction of the sniper. The remaining soldiers quickly turned the attack direction, and after a brief aim, tilted all the firepower towards it.

At this moment, several gunfires sounded in succession from the direction of the town. The warheads that thrilled through the air and splashed several thrilling sparks on the surface of the car body armor plate. Two soldiers who could not dodge were hissing and rolling to the ground from the hidden point. One was penetrated by the warhead, and the other was blown through the hole the size of a fist in the stomach. The slippery intestines flowed out from the inside and dragged far away on the ground full of soil and weeds.

The number of weapons and equipment in Yinyue Town is amazing. The long-term reserves and the supplies Lin Xiang transported back from Emma City and the Skeleton Knights several times are enough to maintain high-intensity combat consumption.

The negotiation location was chosen by Chino himself. Lin Xiang just arranged for combatants to lurk from other directions while accepting the invitation to leave the city. Once the negotiation breaks down or attacks are launched in the middle, various light and heavy weapons arranged within the range will be fired immediately. In the shortest time, kill all the soldiers wearing the Ferdinand logo in the photoablative circle.

The harsh natural environment and the threats of various mutated creatures and potential opponents, the combat genes in humans have been fully utilized. Refugees living in the wilderness, not to mention adults, can proficiently operate weapons such as heavy machine guns, and can even wave standard fighting movements with light daggers. This has become a habit in their daily lives. If they were replaced by children who were nestled in their mother's arms and acted coquettishly, they could not imagine the various hardships and fears that their peers had to go through.

Every inhabitant of Yinyue Town is a warrior. They may not be as elite as Ferdinand's direct armed forces, but they can shoot, know how to use scopes to incorporate the target into the cross hole, and then pull the trigger. The battle genes accumulated over time, together with some of the most powerful evolved people, and a large number of excellent weapons, are well-known and possessed an absolutely geographical advantage in their home court. The results of the battle are self-evident.

Lin Xiang ran like a wolf, at an astonishing speed. His waving daggers blew across the air, causing a ghostly crying whistling. He rushed into a battle group that relied on off-road vehicles to fight back, and reaped his life in dazzling movements. A few seconds later, when he jumped high from the roof of the car, eight corpses with cut throats on the ground had already been added.

Chino's handsome face was already pale. Looking at the agile figure running back and forth among the soldiers at a speed that was uncapturable to the naked eye, his eyes were extremely complicated.

Things have completely lost control. This is completely different from the expected result. If you know that such a situation will occur, Chino has at least dozens of ways to prevent or stop it. At the same time, it will firmly gain the upper hand. If necessary, you can even use heavy weapons to destroy the town.

This is definitely not arrogant. This chaotic world only believes in force. In this area, the Arésandro family has strong armed forces, enough to crush any opponent who dares to resist. Chino's confidence and arrogance come from this. The reason why he chose to negotiate in a show-by-disguised manner was to let the civilians standing on the top of the city to make their own choices - even if the town managers refuse to surrender, Ferdinand Company can still gain actual control of the area by manipulating the people.

As it turned out, this idea was ridiculously wrong.

With a "swoosh", a rocket shot out again from the warning tower two hundred meters away. The unguided warhead attacked exactly where Chino was standing. A loyal soldier who was lying down and hiding behind the wreckage of the off-road vehicle shouted loudly, trying to knock the master of his guard to the ground to avoid the attack. Just as he had just left the wreckage, a powerful sniper warhead drilled into his head very quickly, and a thick blood mist exploded.

Chino's chest was undulating violently, staring at Lin Xiang's figure, his eyes full of hatred and bloodthirsty light. He seemed not to notice the warhead that was getting closer and closer to the side of his body. His right hand, which was hanging from the cuffs of his clothes, suddenly raised it up, and with the place of his body as the core, quickly gestured out a standard circle. The rocket that spitted out the tail of the flames hit, but did not explode on the spot as expected, but countless condensed frost flowers quickly wrapped together... Finally, the warhead that lost its source of power was tilted in the air and fell heavily on the ground of the hot and hot sand and stone.

The frosted ice layer is as thick as a few centimeters. They are like a layer of translucent crystal ice armor, completely solidifying the flame of death.

"Frost superpower?" Lin Xiang, who witnessed this strange process, released a vigilant look in his pupils.

Under normal circumstances, parasites' combat ability is often judged by different star ratings. This basis of relying solely on strength as the benchmark is not reliable. Using environment and different abilities, combined with weapons and various subtle factors, low-level parasites can also kill high-level powerful people. This principle is actually not complicated at all - an adult mob can tear an eight-year-old refugee boy into pieces, and if there is a sniper rifle and a teenager who is absolutely weak in physical strength, he can penetrate the mob's head with one shot.

The superpower is that gun.

"Dada--" The dull gunfire sounded like a storm, and a puff of bullets flew over at an astonishing high speed. On the warning tower a few hundred meters away, a multi-barrel machine cannon that usually only used on armored infantry fighting vehicles spewed out a fire tongue that was one meter long, pouring out the bullet rain at a speed of thousands of rounds a minute. Qipiao Astronomy, but it was unable to break through the frost barrier around Chino, which seemed to be nothing but actually existed. The rapidly falling cold air frozen all the warheads that were in contact with it. Time seemed to be frozen in an instant, and the sharp metal shell stagnated in the air, unable to move forward or backward. It was like being controlled by an invisible hand, slowed down, frozen, and fell...

"You will pay the price for everything you are now-" Chino, with a fierce expression, snarled, strode to the burning off-road vehicle wreckage, waved his arms and emitted a cold air. The white frost flowers quickly wrapped around the burning car body. Before the scorched smoke had dissipated, they reached out and grabbed the wreckage weighing several tons and raised it over their heads, smashing it hard in the direction where Lin Xiang was.

Lin Xiang did not dodge. He jumped into the air, then kicked his feet hard on the body of the chariot, and the dagger waved several lines of different trajectories at the same time. With a strange and low roar, the wreckage that was hit in the opposite direction was divided into several pieces, and the cuts were as smooth as mirrors. They rolled and rotated in the air, and with a violent speed thrown by huge power, they were like meteorites falling through the air, smashing heavily towards the opposite Chino.

"You idiot, this kind of attack is ineffective against me-"

Chino smiled hysterically and waved his hand to raise a cold frost dust again. The aura of cold bone marrow wrapped all the wreckage fragments. Just as the speed of the attack was about to solidify, a raging fire suddenly rose on the surface of the huge steel fragments, and the violent high temperature burned the hard metal. They were like terrible flame bombs, smashing the cold ice layer, breaking the barriers of frost, and completely tearing all obstacles that dared to block in front of him.

"No - Help - Save me -"

Chino screamed shrillly, his face was blurred, and his two scalded eyes bulged high from the socket, half hanging from the other side of the bridge of his nose with a greasy white color. His mouth was wide open, his chest was undulating rapidly, and he was breathing in large mouths. His long tongue stretched out from his mouth and hung softly on one side. The metal debris with huge momentum smashed the entire part below his buttocks, and the burning intestines twisted like earthworms, and the burning and cracking chest exposed the neatly arranged white ribs. Through the gap, you could see the heart that was still beating desperately.

Lin Xiang flashed, rushed to the front as fast as possible, took out two syringes from the leather case around his waist, and drew enough blood from the carotid artery that was kept intact.

"Help! Save me! Please—"

Unknown to the strength from there, Chino, who had no recognition, suddenly stretched out his hand that was burned to the point of bones, grabbed Lin Xiang's arm tightly, and shouted like a wounded beast: "Hurry, put me into the medical cabin and send it to the headquarters of the Joint Doctors Association. They... they can restore my body. Please-"

Lin Xiang glanced at him calmly and shook his arm away.

"No, you can't do that."

Chino stretched out her hands and grabbed her desperately in the air: "I, I am the heir to the Arésandro family. My father will not let you go-"

"Who is your father?" Lin Xiang pulled out the m500 on his waist, pointed the thick muzzle at the Chino, who was no longer visible to his eyes, and asked with a smile.

"Antonio...the chairman of Antonio Aresandro Ferdinand. Save me! Otherwise, he will kill you-" Chino screamed at the highest scale he could reach.

"Sorry, I'm not familiar with him." After saying the last sentence, Lin Xiang pulled the trigger.

The bullets flying out of the distant city wall shot the last Ferdinand soldier who was trying to escape from the off-road vehicle, bringing the end of the fierce battle.

All four off-road vehicles ignited a raging fire, and Ferdinand's soldiers all fell into blood and fire. Lin Xiang's terrible speed and sudden attack were caught off guard. No matter how elite soldiers were, they could not have a second result.

In contrast, only three people in Yinyue Town, which had an overwhelming firepower advantage, were injured.

Lying on the bed made of wooden boards in the wooden house, Yang Hua's thin and pale cheeks showed countless dense beads of sweat. His clothes had been taken off, and thick bandages were wrapped on his left waist and abdomen. The seeping blood stained the place with bright red.

The fully armed Wang Biao and several other town guards guarded the house without permission. Anyone who wanted to get close to the house would be blasted into bloody pieces.

Lin Xiang took out a scalpel from the instrument box and carefully cut the bandage. Three deep bullet holes appeared side by side in front of him, and the surroundings were blue and black, swollen, and the skin was covered with blood. Slightly squeezed by force, pus with purple-black blood stasis would immediately surge out, and a small amount of feces that overflowed from the broken intestines.

Compared with the other two minor injuries, Yang Hua's wound was fatal. The high-speed rotating bullet penetrated the entire abdominal cavity, and they pierced the intestines, and perhaps other internal organs were damaged. However, in the absence of relevant equipment, it was impossible to make accurate judgments.

Yang Hua gasped, and his eyes released a look of hope and despair. He knew his injuries better than anyone else. However, he didn't want to die either.

"Please, please...save, save me..." He looked at Lin Xiang with great urgency. He also had his wife and son. In this cruel world, when men died, their fate would be as unpredictable as duckweed falling in the wind.

Lin Xiang sat quietly beside him, looking at his eyes carefully and seriously. After a long time, he slowly said, "Can I... believe you?"

"Hu, Hu, my life... is yours!" Yang Hua gave the most resolute answer in his own way.

He nodded slowly, Lin Xiang cut his left ring finger with a scalpel, and dripped a drop of bright blood that was flashing with crystal luster into his slightly opened mouth.
Chapter completed!