Metaphysics tycoons rebuild the underworld in the interstellar

Chapter 122 Counterattack
The entire path fell into a deathly silence.

The person who shot coldly in the dark frowned secretly. Hearing that there was no movement on the other side, he felt uneasy.

He knew in his heart that the two shots he fired should have missed.

I don't know how the other party avoided it.

Now these two people seem to be gone.

The situation is so strange.

Holding the soil gun in his hand, he was a little hesitant whether to complete this task.

But thinking that he had already collected the money, after a moment of hesitation, he still didn't leave.

Those two people should still be on this path.

After all, he didn't hear any footsteps leaving.

If there were footsteps, he would certainly hear them.

These two people should be hiding somewhere now.

Thinking of this, he grabbed a handful of scattered star coins from his pocket and threw them out.

The sound of jingling coins and falling to the ground instantly resounded on the path.

Hearing this movement, Lingfei sat up with difficulty, just about to speak.

Suddenly a talisman was slapped on his mouth.

He was speechless for a moment.

No matter how stupid Lingfei was, he also realized at this time that it should be Lingchu who didn't let him speak, and he calmed down honestly, not daring to move.

The crisp sound of the coin falling to the ground lasted for a while before it gradually disappeared.

But apart from the sound of coins falling, there was no other sound.

In the dark, the man held the soil gun in his hand, frowning messily.

He wanted to use this to lure the other party out, but unexpectedly, there was no movement on the other side.

After thinking for a moment, he clenched the soil gun in his hand, moved his footsteps slightly, and wanted to go out.

After all, he has a gun in his hand, and there are two little kids on the opposite side. Even if there are A-level fighters, they can't stop the bullets.

His eyes darkened, and he wanted to go out and have a try.

however……

He had no idea that the sound of the coin falling just now had revealed his approximate position.

At this time, his footsteps moved slightly, making a slight friction sound on the ground.

Others couldn't hear it, but for Lingchu whose six senses surpassed ordinary people's, it was enough for her to distinguish the other party's position clearly.

Lingchu held his breath, took a deep breath, his feet seemed to be stepping on the cotton, and without making a sound, he quietly approached the direction of the person.

The man walked out of the turn slowly, holding the gun in his hand, ready to shoot at any time.

At this moment, something suddenly kicked him in the abdomen.

In the next second, he bent down in pain.

At the same time, someone grabbed the soil gun in his hand and folded it down forcefully.

The soil gun in his hand immediately fell into the opponent's hand.

He just raised his head, and the muzzle of the gun was pressed against the center of his forehead.

The man froze.

This series of actions, but in the blink of an eye.

His mind is empty now.

I don't know the speed of the opponent, why it is so fast, and there is no sound at all.

Not to mention A-level fighters, even S-level fighters should not be so fast.

As he thought about it, a drop of cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

"You..." His throat rolled, and he made an obscure sound with difficulty.

However, before he could finish his sentence, the muzzle of the gun moved an inch forward and pressed tightly against his forehead.

A crisp female voice came from the opposite side at the same time.

"My hand is now on the trigger, but I'm not very good at playing with guns, and it's easy to touch it by mistake. If you want to survive, it's best not to move around."

(End of this chapter)