I became the Martial Saint of the Wasteland

Rosen's location is an open area in the forest.

The two figures happened to see him after they staggered out of the bushes.

Both sides immediately stared at each other.

There are two figures, one tall and one short, one male and one female.

Wearing a black cloth training uniform, he has a striking "Zhang" tattooed on his chest.

Presumably they were the Zhang brothers and sisters mentioned in the rough threatening voice just now.

At this time, the brother and sister were in a miserable state, and there were many tears on their training clothes with blood stains on them.

At the same time, there were a lot of dead branches and leaves hanging on it, which looked even worse than him, a wasteland scavenger.

There was no time to take a closer look.

Several crossbow arrows were fired from behind.

"Boohoo!"

Accompanied by a shrieking sound of breaking wind.

Most of the crossbow arrows flew past the two of them and stuck in the tree trunk next to them.

But a crossbow bolt still grazed his brother's shoulder, leaving a gap like a knuckle.

Rosen subconsciously wanted to take steps and get into the woods behind him.

However, several figures fell into the field one after another like kites.

They covered their faces with black scarves, and their eyes were sinister and fierce.

The aura exuded by each person is no less than that of the murderous maniacs among the looters.

You can't maintain such a momentum without having three or five lives in your hands.

Moreover, their postures are also very strong, not inferior to those of soldiers who have been injected with D-level genetic agents.

This scene made Rosen secretly frightened.

However, his expression did not change at all, and he was still calmly analyzing the situation at the scene.

"This world doesn't seem to be peaceful..."

Thinking silently, his right hand holding the iron pipe pistol was hidden under the hem of his clothes, and he quietly opened the safety.

At this time, seven men in black had surrounded them.

Three of the men in black were holding small and exquisite hand crossbows in their hands.

The other four men in black were armed with single-edged sharp knives.

They seemed to be scattered on the ground, but in fact they completely blocked Rosen and others' escape route.

"Hehe! No wonder you are running away to this inaccessible place!"

"It turns out there are helpers lurking here!"

"This skinny monkey has no traces of torture on its skin, flesh, bones, and muscles."

"Do you expect him to save your life?"

"Ha ha ha ha…"

The speaker was a tall man with a beard.

The thick beard on his cheeks could not even be covered by a kerchief.

The rough, large-faced plate looks particularly heroic.

However, this guy seemed careless and careless on the surface, and even made sarcastic remarks.

In fact, he was sure of victory. His eyes were darting around, and he had already looked over the thin Rosen.

"Brother, look! There is a dead body here!"

"You are dressed up in such a nondescript manner, I wonder where you got it from?"

At this time, another man in black robe discovered the body of the predator.

He raised his foot and kicked the corpse's waist, looking at the punk-style dress and marveling.

"Ma Tianlin, he is not my helper."

"You are here under orders, don't kill innocent people indiscriminately!"

The elder brother of the two siblings held a sword in one hand and covered the fresh wound on his shoulder with the other.

Dripping blood dripped from the fingers.

This statement made Rosen feel a little surprised.

His experience of surviving in the wasteland taught him that there are no so-called innocents when it comes to murder and arson.

Especially in such a wilderness, the other party will only become more unscrupulous.

As expected, as soon as these words came out, all the men in black couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Hahahahaha!"

"Zhang Zhenyu, they say a tiger father has no dog sons."

"Your father was once a famous martial artist in Gukou, but what about you?"

"You're still childish, you're so naive!"

The bearded and masked man mocked again.

"Brother, let's do it."

"The sooner you do it, the sooner you can go back and receive the reward."

The younger brother next to me kept trying to persuade him.

"that's right!"

The bearded man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he rushed over first with a single sword in hand.

The other three men in black also followed.

A faint Gang Qi attached to the blade and swept straight across, leaving a gap more than ten centimeters deep in an old tree half a meter thick.

The remaining three guys holding crossbows started to swim around the outside.

Rosen did not move, pretending to be harmless.

He knew that a crossbowman was staring at him, considering whether to activate [Time Travel] on the spot.

Disappearing out of thin air is terrifying enough, and it is difficult for the other party to break the cross-border secret.

Not far ahead, the two Zhang brothers and sisters were already fighting closely with four men in black.

The men in black all used single swords, while the Zhang brothers and sisters used long swords.

The "clang" sound of gold and iron and the sound of cutting the air are endless.

It is worth mentioning that their moves are so powerful that they can chop down several old trees behind them in just a few strokes. The effect is no worse than a chain saw.

The martial arts skills of the Zhang brothers and sisters are quite good. After forming a formation with each other, they could barely withstand the siege of four people.

But they were injured after all, and there were crossbowmen watching eagerly beside them.

The two brothers and sisters not only had to fend off the sharp blades coming from all directions, but they also had to dodge flying crossbow bolts at all times.

In less than half a minute, the situation became precarious.

Rosen's palms holding the iron-pipe pistol were sweating under his clothes.

These "ancient people" in front of them seemed to be very wary of firearms.

Due to lack of sufficient information, Rosen is temporarily unable to determine which stage this world is in.

Under high mental stress, his [brain cell activity peak] began to soar.

Quickly observe the situation on site.

"ah!"

At this time, a scream came.

The younger brother of the Zhang family, the young man named Zhang Zhenyu, cried out in pain.

A seven- to eight-inch long knife edge appeared on his chest, and it flew backwards.

"elder brother!"

The younger sister let out a sweet cry, her brows knitted together, and the long sword in her hand trembled like a spiritual snake, swinging away the blade that was coming at this moment.

This scream attracted the attention of all the men in black.

Among them was the crossbowman who was staring at Rosen before.

At this moment, Rosen's expression suddenly changed.

Entering into a mysterious state.

The movements of these men in black were suddenly slowed down to approximately 0.7 times their original size in his vision.

Rosen seemed to have entered some kind of super-sensory state.

At the same time, his spirit became extremely focused.

Raising his hand and firing, Rosen barely took aim.

"Bang!"

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38-caliber bullets shot out.

A primer with a higher explosive efficiency pushes the bullet out.

The astonishing recoil made Rosen's left arm go numb, and his body could not help but tremble backwards.

The shot that looked like a shot of faith accurately hit the head of the man in black who was staring at him.

The bullet penetrated the hard forehead, blew away the bone fragments in the back of the head, and brought up a cluster of red and white bean curds.

Thermal weapon technology in the wasteland has already reached its peak, and even homemade firearms are quite astonishingly powerful.

"That...little...child...has...fire...weapons..."

Under the wonderful state of perception, the voices of these men in black were also slowed down.

Resisting the discomfort caused by the recoil, he raised the muzzle of the gun again, gritted his teeth and fired at the remaining two men in black holding crossbows.

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