i have a magic world

Chapter 63 Song of Killing and Rescue 【For further reading】

The access to the basement is on the side.

Just as Chen Xuan was about to open the false iron door, he heard a whimper.

I saw under the counter, next to the corner of the boss's chair, curled up with a frightened, young girl.

Her hands were tied, and a thin iron chain was tied to her feet, and the other end was driven into the wall with expansion screws.

"Woooooooo..."

Facing Chen Xuan's gaze, she seemed to be frightened and stupid, and could only scream "woo woo"
Judging by her skin color, she should not be from the Xia Kingdom, but either a Siamese from the other side of the river, or a native of Burma.

Just now he only cared about killing people, he directly ignored this girl who was like a puppy.

Looking at the dirty dirt and scars on her body, Chen Xuan walked over with a machete in hand.

The gray magic element was attached to the blade, and he raised the knife with his hand and chopped off the iron chain and the rope around his wrist.

Then he pointed to the gate not far away.

He signaled her to run away quickly.

After confirming that the little girl did not pose any threat, he returned to the entrance of the underground passage.

Pull open the heavy iron door and walk quickly into it.

The little girl behind her yelped twice, but she was actually a dumb girl.

She staggered to her feet, watched Chen Xuan's back disappear behind the iron gate, and stumbled towards the outside.

The night is the best cover, and the security in Myawaddy Township is not so strict, and it is even full of a tired atmosphere, but for her, everything can only be resigned to fate.

……

The downward stairway was a little cramped, and the emergency lights cast a not-so-bright white light.

The air is filled with the peculiar smell of humid environment.

The walls are rough concrete without any decoration.

Looks like an underground shelter.

In fact it is.

It can be used to deal with the bombing of Burmese military and police during wartime.

Thick reinforced concrete barriers isolate most of the sound sources from the ground.

After passing through the short corridor, Chen Xuan saw seven or eight cells with iron railings as thick as a thumb.

The ground was wet, and there were large, dark blood stains on the hard walls.

It was indeed a prison of despair for the victims.

Far more terrifying than the legendary little black house.

Imprisonment here will not only be tortured, but also the heavens and the earth will not work.

This is a picture that people living in peaceful countries cannot imagine.

However, there are still billions of human beings affected by wars, terrorist attacks, and anarchy around the world.

According to data from the Food and Agriculture Organization of the United Nations, as of 2019, there are still 6.9 million people in the world who are hungry, accounting for about 8.9% of the total population.

Compared with the tranquility of Xia Kingdom, Myawaddy is a real hell on earth.

Sin is not sanctioned here.

Armed groups and criminals have sufficient manpower and firepower.

This is not something ordinary people can handle.

From the front of the prison, there was a faint "chirping" voice, and brighter lights were flickering.

The voice seemed faint and ethereal in the deep underground corridor.

Putting away the light sticks, Chen Xuan pressed his pace and continued to move forward.

Soon an interrogation room was seen at the end.

A rusty, bloody and rancid odor can be smelled on breath.

"willing…"

"We would...would..."

He leaned against the blind spot on the side of the wall and heard two weak female voices.

It happened to be Xia Guo dialect.

"Humph."

"Help the group obediently, not only will you not be beaten, but you can also get a salary."

Then there was a male voice with a little satisfaction.

It is also Xia Guo dialect but it has a lame taste.

Chen Xuan silently released his mental power, his whole body was agitated with magic, and he jumped out from behind the wall.

Eyes quickly locked onto the target——

—the ones who weren't on the rack.

"Bang bang!"

His magic element is attached to the bullet, and it can actually perform mysterious fine-tuning.

No wonder Naroa's ranger archers can hit a hundred shots.

After repeated gunshots, the flames of the guns lit up the torture room suddenly.

Accompanied by screams and screams, two militiamen in unmarked military uniforms were directly shot to death.

He fell softly on the ground, blood and sewage mixed together.

Ang Ke, who was wearing a suit, turned pale with fright, never dreaming that someone would break in.

He raised his hand to take out the weapon from the holster in his arms.

But in the next moment, a cloud of blood burst out from his shoulder, his shoulder blade shattered, and his arm lost all strength in an instant.

The muzzle velocity of the 56-half bullet reached 735 m/s, surpassing the speed of sound under standard conditions.

So before the sound came, the bullet hit first.

"Oh!"

When the gunshots echoed, Ang Ke was already crying with his hands on his shoulders.

Guns are not so easy to enjoy.

Chen Xuan stepped forward, his Mosu cultivation was close to the Bronze level, and he could easily lift Ang Ke up with one arm.

He fumbled for a Beretta pistol in the underarm holster and the magazine and dagger hanging from the back of his belt.

Without any ink marks, Chen Xuan was about to flash away with him in his arms.

No matter how fast you chase after soldiers, it is not as fast as Chen's flash.

"Ah ah ah..."

"?"

(Whose subordinate are you?)

"!"

(Why are you attacking me!)

Chen Xuan's disguise confused him.

Onko took him for another leader's militia.

I didn't take this "chirpy quack" nonsense to heart.

He was about to pull Ang Ke away in a flash, when he suddenly saw five people on the rack.

Three men and two women, the three men all have Siam faces, and the two women are proper Xia people.

They were unkempt, their short sleeves were in tatters, and they were staring at themselves with wide eyes.

"That's it!"

Chen Xuan sighed in his heart.

After all, we can't sit back and watch our compatriots fall into the devil's den.

He took out the dagger, attached it with magic element, and cut off the rope of the torture rack.

Turning around, he stuck the knife in Ang Ke's other shoulder.

The guy's screams sounded again.

Chen Xuan grabbed the hands of the two.

He directly launched [Flash from the Same Domain] and appeared at the intersection a few hundred meters away. He did not speak, and maintained his identity as a Burmese "militiaman" after his disguise.

The militiamen stationed here are rushing to the KK Hotel, but the street corner has become extremely empty.

The local accident didn't affect the rest of the township at all.

Night is the time for these outlaws to let loose, and everyone's attention is slackened.

There was a lost walkie-talkie on the folding table next to it, and the electronic noise was chattering. Obviously, the militia here had already reported the situation.

Chen Xuan's target was nothing but the pickup truck parked on the street.

The military car keys here are all inserted in the car and can be started at any time.

The two women had never experienced these things before, and their expressions were extremely panicked.

Chen Xuan opened the car door without saying a word, signaling them to get in the car immediately.

The opportunity has been given to them, and the next step is all up to fate.

After he was done, he flashed back to the basement of the KK Hotel again.

The wounded Angke was walking tremblingly in the passage.

Chen Xuan quickly caught up and grabbed him by the collar.

At this time, militiamen appeared at the end of the aisle ahead.

Angke stretched out his hand to call for help, but the sound was not fully heard, only the echo remained.

The place was empty.

……

[Reminder in the back row: The right to interpret this chapter belongs to the individual chapters after Chapter 65]

　A little knowledge of popular science: the United States does not allow fully automatic guns to enter the civilian population, and all gun shops can buy semi-automatic self-defense weapons.

　　Of course, all kinds of illegal modification needless to say, this is only the case in terms of local laws.

　　Regardless of illegality or hidden dangers, there are too many methods.

　　The suspects in several shootings had multiple weapons ready.

　　In addition, in the 90s and [-]s, the six top gangs in the United States (the part that can be found in the report) were all involved in the arms smuggling business. They were the mules of the government, and they could even get the legendary nuclear weapons.

　　Then the situation changed and that changed.

　　The largest batch of smuggled arms could even determine the regime change of 92% of sovereign countries in the world at that time.

　　Now, scandals about arms continue.

　　In 2022, there will also be news reports that three active-duty US military members resold heavy firearms and guns to Chicago gangsters.

　　For example, Mexico mainly uses American weapons.

　　Southeast Asia is more complicated, because of some historical reasons that everyone knows, the old-fashioned ordnance of the Rabbit family is more common here than American weapons.

　　As for the Middle East, it is simply a hodgepodge, and armaments from various countries can be found.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)