Superman's Journey

Chapter 34 You all have to listen to me
After the portal closed, Zheng Shanao was silent for a moment, looking at Lin Xiwen whose limbs had been crippled and no longer able to fight.

He didn't say a word, but Lin Xiwen on the ground was scared to death: "Master! Master, I was wrong! There will be no next time!"

"You really don't have a next time." Zheng Shanao nodded, and took out a belt: "I won't let you have a next time, and Master Lin won't allow you to have a next time either, go at ease."

"Master! Master!" Lin Xiwen writhed and begged on the ground, but Zheng Shanao remained unmoved, tied the belt around his neck and kept tightening it.

When a person gets old, his heart will fade away, so that his good apprentice only remembered that his master was also a ruthless person when he was young before he died.

Unfortunately, he remembered a little too late.

Bio-force fields can block the transmission of sound under control, but Lincoln does not do so.

So when the sound of gunshots in the yard was loud, the warlord outside naturally realized that Lin Xiwen's talk had collapsed.

He didn't feel sorry for the death of his adjutant Lin Xiwen, but he just felt a little annoyed that his face was slapped.

With a cold expression on his face, he gave instructions to his subordinates. With the sound of "clicking", the large army loaded the bullets and prepared the shells. Just waiting for the order of the warlord, the entire courtyard could be reduced to ruins.

"Fire first." The warlord said coldly, "Blow up that courtyard wall!"

"As ordered!"

The artillery chief took the order, turned around and walked towards the artillery position, and after a while
boom!
The roar of the shells shook the ground, a circle of shock waves spread, and with the sound of gunpowder explosion, the courtyard wall of Lincoln Courtyard was blasted into pieces.

The shells that could blow down the city wall cannot be stopped by the courtyard wall. Amidst the clattering sound, the courtyard wall collapsed for a long time, and everyone saw Lincoln in the courtyard and the old tree full of people hanging there.

The soldiers couldn't see what Lincoln looked like, but they could clearly see the old tree with scattered figures.

A gust of wind blew by, and the black shadow hanging by the chain swayed, and there was a kind of cold air coming from the soldier's back.

What era is it now?Republic of China!

Even the future 21st world has not been able to completely break away from feudal superstition, not to mention this is an era of disasters.

Don't look at the current warlord's team, which seems to be all elites, but most of them still believe in ghosts and ghosts.

At this time, when I suddenly saw the old tree full of terrifying atmosphere, mysteries and fears were instantly filled!
If it weren't for the presence of the boss, the warlord, he might have mutinied in the next moment.

Even with the big BOSS now, there are some noisy voices in the army.

When the mutiny behind him and the figure hanging from the old tree in the distance made the warlord look ugly, at this moment, he was convinced that the information Lin Xiwen gave him was correct
And counting the time since the gunfire started, Lincoln was obviously more difficult to deal with than he imagined.

Party?recruit?Conquer?

Various thoughts flashed through the Warlord's mind, but when he raised his binoculars and looked at Lincoln, he gave up these thoughts, turned around and walked behind the large army: "Fire, bury him."

"Yes! Attention all troops, open fire!"

Bang bang bang!
Boom boom boom!
The sound of bullets and the roar of artillery exploded in this empty land.

In just a moment, bullets overwhelming the sky and covering the sky were like a dense rain, and shells approximately the size of a head exploded one after another in the small courtyard.

The raging shock waves swirled the flames and danced like wild snakes, forming layers of heat waves that engulfed Lincoln.

This manic attack was enough to distort steel, but when it approached Lincoln, it stopped at a distance of one centimeter as if separated by two different time and space.

Whether it's bright yellow bullets or broken fragments, or invisible shock waves and restless flames, no single attack can break through the invisible line of defense.

It was as if a layer of transparent Adamantium stood in front of Lincoln, and all worldly attacks were ineffective in front of him.

Amidst the trembling and roaring like an earth dragon turning over, the originally clean and tidy courtyard had long since collapsed, and flames, dust, and gunpowder smoke shrouded the ruins, making it difficult for people to see clearly what happened inside.

Soldiers use the roar of guns and artillery to suppress their fears, while the Overseers use it as a way to vent their anger and assert their dignity.

When the round of bombardment was completed, everyone breathed a sigh of relief looking at the gray-black smoky land.

They felt that even those Taoist priests in the ghosts and ghosts should be bombarded and killed again, how could the human body be better than guns and gunpowder!
But suddenly, a chill came.

They couldn't help but shivered, and then saw a scene they would never forget.

The low temperature that wanted to freeze the world swept across, and the smoke and dust particles permeating the air were frozen and fell to the ground in an instant, the flames were extinguished, and the shattered residues were also covered by ice crystals.

With a cold breath, the muddy world was clarified.

Looking at the figure walking out of the icy world, everyone was stunned. They trembled all over. Even the spear in their hands could not give them the slightest sense of security.

With a plop, I don't know who took the lead first, a soldier knelt down, then the second, and the third
In this era when superstition has not yet been broken, Lincoln, who displayed miraculous power, is a living god to them.

Perhaps the desperate warlord has the courage to fight against the gods, but there are also many warlord soldiers who do not have the courage.

Some people knelt, but some didn't, especially the warlord on horseback, who was extremely conspicuous.

Looking at the dense crowd around him, there was a sneer on the corner of Lincoln's mouth, and a red light appeared in his eyes: "It's a pity, you gave up the last chance."

What do you mean?
A trace of doubt appeared in the eyes of the soldiers who heard Lincoln's voice, and the next moment, the red light of the red laser swept across.

It's sizzling!

In the face of thousands of degrees of temperature, any flesh and blood is so fragile, Lincoln just looked around, and he had already completed an indiscriminate killing.

No one can stand on the ground and speak except those who put down their weapons and kneel and surrender.

The smell of charcoal irritated the nerves of those who survived. They began to vomit and incontinence, but no one dared to look up at Lincoln, except for the warlord who was riding on horseback with only his legs cut off.

The high-temperature laser hurt him, but it also saved him.

A wound burned by high temperature will not be inflamed, and there will be no blood flow.

Holding the broken leg, the warlord was sweating profusely. He looked up at Lincoln with a pale face, with unstoppable fear in his eyes: "You, you are a human or a ghost!"

"A question that doesn't make sense." Lincoln looked down at him, and the red glow emerged again: "The dead don't need to know that much."

"No!" The warlord's face changed greatly: "You can't kill me, my superior is Zhang Lin, if you kill me, you won't live!"

"Do I care?" Lincoln chuckled, and the laser shot out.

There was an extra coke on the ground, and Lincoln turned his head: "From today on, everyone has to listen to me."

(The next few pictures are to stir up troubles all over the world, including playing neon and so on. They have been blocked and cannot be released.)
(End of this chapter)