Planeswalker My Plane War

Chapter 116 The Great Wizard 7
The light is very bright, as bright as the shadowless lamp in the operating room, so all the details are barely visible.

The bullets that poured out of their guns all disappeared midway.Yes, the bullet disappeared halfway.The gun flame from the muzzle and the reaction force from the gun body proved that the bullet was fired out of the gun chamber normally.But the bullet missed the wizard's body.Because neither the wizard was shot and blood sprayed up, nor did it hit the ground around the wizard, causing countless concrete fragments to jump up on the ground and leaving a small hole.Even the wizard's cloak and silk top hat were intact.

In other words, these ultra-high-speed projectiles with a speed of at least [-] kilometers per hour, enough to penetrate steel plates, just disappeared midway out of thin air, leaving no trace behind.

If all the bullets passed by the wizard, making countless dents on the ground, or if something like bulletproof vests and shields appeared to block the bullets, they might still have the courage to continue fighting, at least their morale would not collapse.But the situation in front of them completely deprived them of the courage to fight.

The bullets suddenly disappeared in the middle of this way, so how can we fight?This kind of witchcraft is unheard of and yet so powerful.

"God!" "Jesus Christ!" "Holy Virgin Mary!" Prayers like these rang out one after another, completely forgetting that my usual actions had completely deviated from God's teachings.Some people drew the cross on their chests and retreated slowly, but more people dropped their guns and fled backwards.

The wizard came up from below.

This is a panicked escape after the collapse of fighting spirit. Everyone rushed to escape through the cold storage door on the second floor.Here is the last escape route, which can lead to a small door on the side.What would happen in the night when they fled outside was not something they had time to care about now.

But unfortunately, they only stared at the front and forgot their feet.

The one leading the escape suddenly fell down.By the time he realized what was holding his feet, the ground was covered with black tentacles.This thing looks like it's coming out of the concrete floor under your feet, and each strip is a full 10 feet long.A tentacle tightly grasped one of his legs, and before he could struggle free, another tentacle wrapped around his waist and began to crush the captured prey with great force.That was incredible power, and the tentacles were more mechanical than biological.Because when he uttered the first scream, his ears also heard the sound of his bones being crushed and broken.

Standing in the aisle, you can see that the spell works surprisingly well.

This is the strongest spell that Zhang Cheng cast as a mage in another world.But on Earth, he's not a mage, but a planeswalker.Planeswalkers are not technically spellcasters, but planeswalkers can pass themselves off as spellcasters.This magic comes from the magic net of another world. Through the combination of the soul and the magic net, the caster extracts various elements and energy from the magic net, combines them into a spell, and then releases it.However, when a magic is assembled and released, it has nothing to do with the magic net.Just like when the same bullet is in the barrel, it is one with the gun, but when it is shot out of the barrel, it is completely independent.

Zhang Chengcheng took advantage of this to seal the magic into the card at the moment when the spell was cast but not yet fired.

From this point of view, the earth is not a "forbidden world", but should be called a "non-magic world".Magic is still effective in this world, but without the magic net, all the elements and energy that make up magic no longer exist from the root.If someone forcibly gathers these elements and energy from other places, then the magic will still work.

There were only six Armenians in this place, and now all six of them were lying on the ground, rotting lumps of flesh.Blood and minced meat were all over the floor.

"Just now," the little girl ran over from behind.Zhang Cheng himself crossed the taboo boundary line of civilized society more than once in another world, not only witnessed it, but even deprived hundreds of lives with his own hands.So he didn't feel fear or disgust when he looked at the flesh and blood on the ground.And this little girl can only be said to have a kind of cruelty unique to children. She can also accept this kind of scene, and she can even be said to be very excited. "What's going on, you can block bullets?"

"You promised not to ask anything." As he said, Zhang Cheng took out a gas mask from his pocket—this one was found from the Armenian lair.For planeswalkers, it is too convenient to carry things, so you can take everything that comes with you - give it to the little girl, and then take out another one to wear it for yourself.

Stepping through this bloody area, the front is the side door.As mentioned earlier, the side door is actually a "rat trap" designed to catch rats trying to sneak in, and it works.In the memory of Mrs. Poison Heart, they have caught spies here more than once—whether it is from other gangs or police informants.Things didn't go too well for these spies.

The door opened.As expected, the blonde policewoman was lying on the floor of this room.

"What happened to my sister?" the little girl asked.

"Hypnotic gas," Zhang Cheng replied.From the memories he got, it was really just hypnotic and harmless to the body. "Should wake up in a few hours. What are you going to do now? I mean, how are you going to explain why you came all the way to kill all the gangsters and rescue your sister along the way?"

"Of course it's because I'm a beautiful girl with super powers." The little girl said.Through the gas mask, each other can't see each other's expressions clearly, but even so, they can feel that Zhang Cheng's expression will not be very good. "Tsk... you don't have a sense of humor at all, be careful that no girl likes you! Or are all oriental people so serious? But it doesn't matter, as long as I like it!"

"I'll tell you," the little girl said confidently. "My sister is a bigot, so if I'd been sneaking into her computer files, or emails, then I would have guessed what she was thinking - she and I were sisters after all. Naturally, I would sneak out at night. , came here with the help of a kind driver, and found her as expected. It's that simple. Of course, as for the corpses and battles outside, I don't know anything. In fact, I haven't opened it This door naturally knows nothing about what happened behind the door."

"Is this statement feasible?" Zhang Cheng felt that this explanation was full of loopholes and could not withstand scrutiny and questioning.

"Of course it can," said the little girl. "What do you think is going to happen? What happened tonight will drive the police or the FBI crazy. Instead, it will hide everything that is hard to hide. Don't look at me like that, don't look at everyone saying that the police are famous for incompetence, but that It depends on which aspect. When it comes to covering up the truth or issuing tickets for cars, they are very capable. Don't worry, brother Zhang Cheng," she suddenly put one hand on Zhang Cheng's hand and said in a coquettish tone. "I will abide by my agreement. After tonight, everything will be as usual. I will take care of the mailbox, don't worry."

"Even if other people don't pursue it, won't your sister pursue it to the end?"

"Haha, don't worry, she will be so busy that she won't have time to talk to me." The little girl smiled slyly. "Besides, brother Zhang Cheng, don't you think you should have more important things?"

"Why is she so busy?"

"Because she successfully cracked the big case in Armenia!" said the little girl. "Rescued a lot of women from slavery, a lot of illegal drugs were seized. She would write reports, be vetted, investigated, then promoted, raised, maybe even packaged as a heroine in the end. She liked this best."

"The problem is...she doesn't count?"

"They'll let her do the math." The little girl said disdainfully.

Well, at least Zhang Cheng was temporarily persuaded.He left the mother orangutan and the little girl and walked along another road.The brain-eating evil spirit gave him a clear message, letting him know that this cold storage is actually a secret warehouse for the Armenians, and it is also an important turnover place for them to conduct various illegal trades.Taking advantage of this cold storage, they not only wholesale and retail all kinds of illegal drugs here, but also resell arms.

In fact, Zhang Cheng didn't care about prohibited drugs. What Zhang Cheng really cared about was these weapons and equipment.I don't know what the other world is about to encounter, but it is definitely right to bring more weapons.

As long as no one is in the way, even if the environment of the cold storage is a little more complicated, it is not difficult to find the target.He quickly found his target among several doors—at a door that looked inconspicuous, as if it was reserved for cold storage maintenance, he saw a whole row of boxes.Of course, thanks to Mrs. Poison Heart who has done business here many times, so I remember it very clearly.

There are all kinds of weapons here.In a box, Zhang Cheng saw all kinds of new and old rifles, pistols, shotguns, submachine guns...all of them were available.In another box, he found bullet boxes and belts.

In addition, he also found several real heavy machine guns, as well as the chassis of the machine guns.The underframe is tall and big, and it seems to be very suitable for a small truck as a firepower point.Of course, there is no shortage of RPG.Not only that, Zhang Cheng also found here the artifact of guerrilla warfare that has been known only by its name and has never been seen before: 107mm multiple rocket launchers.

The only regret is that there are no individual anti-tank missiles.

I don't know who these Armenians are doing arms business with, but it should not be within the United States.It must be said that it is more similar to the cactus country next door.Now, though, it doesn't matter who the intended purchasers of the goods are.

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In the early morning of the next day, Zhang Cheng got up early in the morning.He knew he must not have breakfast today.Because if the aunt woke up today, she would find that her two daughters were missing—one was missing during the day, and the other was missing at night.Although he knew that this accident was a good result in the end, Zhang Cheng didn't want to go through this process.Listening to an old lady crying or cursing in a language she doesn't understand won't be a good experience.

After washing up, he looked in the mirror, and he could see bloodshot eyes in the mirror.

Planeswalkers are still just ordinary people physically.Attacks that hurt normal people also hurt planeswalkers, and movements that tire normal people also tire planeswalkers.Just two or three hours of sleep a night can also make a planeswalker's eyes bloodshot.

Although feeling very tired, Zhang Cheng knew what he should do.Although the muscle memory of this body cannot be accurately conveyed to another body, it is always right to practice more guns.As we all know, there is no shortcut in marksmanship, it is fed by bullets.

Thomas came a little later than usual, and instead of driving the classic car that should have entered the repair shop, he changed to a car that Zhang Cheng didn't know the model of.But the feeling of this car is much better than that of a classic car, at least the sound of the motor has dropped a notch.

"This car is not bad." Zhang Cheng said.

"Of course, I rented it from the car rental company early in the morning." Thomas sighed. "My old chap is going to be gone for a week. I haven't had breakfast because of it."

"Coincidentally, I didn't eat either." Zhang Cheng said. "Why don't we go eat something first."

"It couldn't be better, my dear friend." Thomas smiled.He turned the steering wheel and the car turned onto another road. "I know of a good fast food restaurant. I'm sure you'll like it, though I know Orientals have high tastes."

A few minutes later, the two entered a fast food restaurant.It was still early at this time, and many young men and women who looked like white-collar workers could be seen.Some read newspapers, some played with mobile phones, and of course some chatted there.

"Do you know the latest big news in the city?" Thomas suddenly asked while the two were waiting for the food to be served.

"I don't know." Zhang Cheng replied.

"Remember what I told you about the foreign forces in the city, the Armenians?"

"I still have a little impression."

"There are no Armenians anymore." Thomas stretched out his mobile phone and shook it. There were several photos on the screen of the mobile phone.The morning is full of coagulated blood and corpses.

"what is this?"

"A news app," Thomas enthuses. "If you want to see the details, you need 3 knives."

"This also needs money? News should be free now, right?"

"Of course not, my dear friend. This APP is not the ordinary public news. This APP contains all the latest and hottest news. Many details cannot be provided by other channels. Do you want to know the dark side of this world? Think Do you know the social shadows that you never knew? Those dark conspiracies and cruel realities? Only 3 knives will do."

"Sorry, I'm not interested." Zhang Cheng thought of his completely unqualified Niaoyu, so he could only answer like this.No matter what was written in the news, he couldn't understand it, at least not all of it.

"Oh, what a pity, my dear friend, you have no idea what you're missing out on. Even in this free country, this stuff is worth the money. Sometimes buying stocks rightly requires knowing the truth. By the way," Thomas looked at his mobile phone by himself, didn't know what he saw, whistled, and said something. "Ever heard of black people?"

(End of this chapter)