dream redemption

(Finally, the first fellow Taoist has added an impression. It is still a good one, thank you. The only way to repay the tears is to write a book. Also, thank you for recommending friends!)

Everyone on the street is like Murong Xiao, with expressionless faces, like walking corpses that have lost their souls; the police guards that are often encountered arrest all suspected emotional criminals under the guidance of trainee priests.

Under such strict control, there are still emotional criminals, which has to be said to be a miracle.

"Sir, please show your ID."

A team of heavily armed police officers stopped neatly in front of Murong Xiao, and the leader spoke coldly, with only a pair of eyes exposed under the riot helmet, without any emotion.

This was already the third wave of police inspections that Murong Xiao encountered along the way, and he was not at all impatient with this, and handed over his police certificate without expression.

One of the police officers scanned the certificate with a palm-sized instrument and returned it to Murong Xiao.

"Hello sir."

The patrol members were like robots, and greeted them bluntly. Murong Xiao even suspected that they didn't know the meaning of the word "hello".

"You, please show your ID."

The man who was randomly pulled over by the police was about 30 years old and had a thick beard. When he was suddenly pulled over by the police, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, but he soon calmed down.

The bearded man was dressed in an old gray robe, and took out his ID card indifferently.

Murong Xiao keenly caught the fleeting panic in his eyes, and even noticed the slight bulge in his waist. Relying on his sensitivity to guns, Murong Xiao knew that they were two powerful pistols.

His hands instantly pressed the handle of the gun in the holster around his waist. The familiar metal touch made him feel strong confidence. The master-level gun control made him know the gun in his hand like the back of his hand, making him almost integrated with the gun.

With a caliber of [-] mm, the Desert Eagle is known as a small hand cannon!

"What's in your waist?"

Murong Xiao's indifferent tone made the muscles of the bearded man's whole body tense instantly, and he pulled out two gleaming pistols from his waist with both hands.

"Damn lackeys of Parliament, go to hell!"

The bearded man seemed to have been filled with gunpowder, and the two police officers who bore the brunt were less than one meter away from him.

Following two quick gunshots, the bullets tore through the air, shattered the thin layer of bulletproof glass of the riot helmet with strong kinetic energy, and instantly exploded the heads of the two patrol officers.

As soon as Murong Xiao spoke, he started to retreat, avoiding the big bearded man's breakthrough.

"Clap clap clap!"

The well-trained patrol immediately pulled the bolt of the gun, pointed the muzzle at the bearded man, and fired without hesitation.

"Thut tut!" With the sudden eruption of the gun battle, all the pedestrians rushed away without panicking.

The bearded man dodged the incoming bullet by rolling over, and quickly rushed into the crowd regardless of the bullet piercing through the cement splashed on the ground and hurting his painful body.

When the remaining four patrolmen were still hesitating whether to shoot at the crowd, and the sentry guards not far away were approaching, Murong Xiao shot.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Four shots were fired in a row, and the body of the bearded man walking through the crowd fell instantly, his limbs were shot, and he became a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Drawing the gun, shooting, and retracting the gun, the whole set of movements was smooth and smooth, as if they had been practiced tens of thousands of times, and it only took [-] seconds to complete them all.

The bearded man gawked at Murong Xiao with eyes full of hatred, wishing to devour him alive.

It's a pity that what Murong Xiao left for him was only a coquettish back, which was very good at pretending to be coercive.

In fact, this is just the effect of Paxian's medicine. It is 59:[-], and he is almost late.

"The physical condition is weak, and the arm is completely numb after only two shots, and needs to be exercised."

Murong Xiao shook his arms and walked quickly towards the missionary college.

Jehovah's First Priest Academy is located in the city center. There are no emotional facilities like shops in the city here. Therefore, the city center is a military base, and idlers are not allowed to enter it.

In front of the gate of the college, there is a statue of a priest more than ten meters high, and there are more than a dozen heavily armed guards beside it, which seems to be an important symbol.

Not far from the statue is the entrance of the Priest's College, guarded by a trainee priest wearing a priest's uniform and leading a dozen special police officers.

After checking Murong Xiao's acceptance letter, the trainee priest said coldly, "You're late, rookie."

"I'm sorry sir, I met an emotional criminal with an armed assault on the road, and it took some time to solve him."

Murong Xiao presented the speech he had thought up long ago, without any flaws.

The trainee priest didn't say much after hearing the words, and entered a few instructions on a device, and said to Murong Xiao: "You have been assigned to class a1, and you have 10 minutes to start the class. If you are late, you will be regarded as an abstention, and you will be expelled from school."

"Thank you sir."

Referring to the layout map of the college, Murong Xiao finally found class A1 before class started.

This place is like a middle school classroom, with a total of [-] sets of tables and chairs, and [-] sets have been filled with students with expressionless faces.

Murong Xiao went to his seat, sat down, looked around, and found that the ages of these students were very different, some were just teenagers, and there was an uncle in his fifties who was about to retire.

Those who can sit here are the elites of the police team, so there should be no slightest underestimation.The priest who taught the class hadn't come yet. Because of Pasian, no one was interested in chatting. They just sat quietly, and the whole classroom could hear needles falling.

"Students, I am your chief instructor, Lin Jianfeng."

As a burst of icy footsteps approached, a young oriental youth appeared at the door.

This young man has a sharp head, a nose like a hook, a blunt expression, and is wearing a standard priest uniform.

He walked to the front of the classroom and spoke coldly.

"First of all, congratulations to everyone for being able to sit here."

With a blunt face and a cold tone, it was impossible to tell that he was congratulating him.

"Everyone is the top elite of the police team. I don't need to talk about discipline. Your task is to obey! Obey! Obey! Understand?"

Li Jianfeng's sharp eyes swept across the [-] students present, and the [-] students responded in a very cooperative voice: "Understood!"

"Very good." The young priest paused, and then continued: "Everyone of you has outstanding strengths. However, this is the Jehovah's First Priest Academy, which trains all-round talents. You must There is still a lot to learn, and if you want to become a priest, you have to be prepared to die."

Li Jianfeng showed his white teeth, Murong Xiao felt a chill for no reason.

After two hours of brainwashing, all the students in class a1 distributed a special potion.

"Insert she, and then gather at the playground in 10 minutes."

After Li Jianfeng finished speaking, he walked out of the classroom first, as if he was very relieved of all the students.

The other nineteen students immediately injected into the carotid artery without the slightest hesitation.

There was a gleam in Murong Xiao's eyes, and he slowly put the medicine into the syringe, without even thinking about it, he knew that every move here was being observed by special personnel.

"Lucifer."

"learn."

The lenses on Murong Xiao's eye frames flashed, and the information about this potion appeared in his mind.

"Mixed medicine, injection effect: the user is brainwashed, stimulating the potential of the human body; the duration of the drug effect: permanent; one hundred Mengshen power can be spent to clear the brainwashing effect."

"Clear."

"Number 9527, the Oneiroi power will be negative after this operation, and the compulsory mission will be performed seven days after the mission ends, and no missions can be accepted during this period."

"Sure enough, there is no such thing as a free lunch."

Murong Xiao didn't hesitate anymore, and injected the mixed medicine that had lost its brainwashing effect.

The playground of the missionary college is not an open lawn, but a simple building with gray walls except for the entrance.

The entire playground covers an area of ​​about [-] square meters, and there are many such playgrounds in the missionary college.

"To become a priest, guns and martial arts are a must."

"After repeated shooting experiment analysis and statistical principles, the ballistics and enemy positions in gun battles can be summarized by statistical models. So based on this, the gun martial arts including shooting, kendo and body skills are produced."

"Based on precise movement calculations, launch the attack with the greatest damage at the position with the least damage to yourself, and can shoot to any dead corner around you, increasing the power of the bullet by 20.00%. Center on your own body, and use the prototype geometry as the plane benchmark. All positions that can be attacked will be calculated, and every possible attacking position around the body will be shot, which can exist as both attack and defense at the same time."

"Martial arts plus guns, combined with statistics, design a good shooting route, increase the hit rate by 200%, and increase the dodge rate by 150%."

"Each changeable move shows the largest range of killing, giving a fatal blow, and defeating the largest number of opponents. In terms of defense, the traditional ballistic trajectory that can dodge and counterattack. With the flexible use of this move, the shooting of weapons The power will be increased by at least 120%. This 63% difference in lethality makes the 'Gun Cannon Martial Arts' a difficult opponent to defeat."

Li Jianfeng stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes were as cold as ice, and he said indifferently: "The characteristics of gun martial arts are weird - its users are good at close combat, and they integrate the use of guns into the fighting, and suddenly fire a cold gun when the enemy is not expecting it." .Among them, the masters are also good at concealing guns, and the guns they use are hidden on their bodies, and no one knows where his guns are hidden when he is not shooting."

"You should be thankful... I will be able to train you into qualified priests in three months at the latest! Of course, the premise is that you can survive."

Li Jianfeng habitually showed his white teeth, and everyone's pupils dilated instinctively.

"Training begins!"

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