I Herd Gods in Another World

In the dark night, a man in black was galloping through the jungle, and the complex terrain was like walking on flat ground for him.

As we were moving forward, occasionally a few mice bigger than dogs jumped at the man in black, but they were headshot precisely by silenced pistols before they got close.

Even in the dark and in the midst of intense movement, this man's marksmanship is still terrifyingly accurate.

He was the bounty hunter who arrived immediately after seeing the bounty offer. In the extraordinary world of the Lighthouse Kingdom, he also had a well-known name—Headshot King.

This has nothing to do with his ability, but means that he has excellent marksmanship, and he likes headshots the most.

That's right, the main output method of the extraordinary is actually a technological weapon.

Throwing fireballs directly like Zhao Hao's is actually meaningless. The fireballs are hot, but they don't fly fast, and they don't lock on. Sometimes they are not as useful as a pistol.

The weapons designed by modern technology are no less powerful than superpowers, and surpass most superpowers in terms of convenience and accuracy.

The alien creature that the headshot king visualized was a snake-tailed wolf, the kind of beast that chased after Tie Fang when he was in despair, waiting to eat meat.

Visualizing this kind of ordinary beast without intelligence can't provide any magical powers to the headshot king, but the danger is also very low.

After years of visualization, the headshot king has obtained the physical strength of the snake-tailed wolf, super vision, super sense of smell, and branch abilities such as lurking and climbing.

In addition to the different appearance, he is a mature snake-tailed wolf.

Super physical ability, good at lurking and climbing, and strong eyesight, these are enough to make him a powerful sniper. Coupled with a special sniper rifle, let him break out the reputation of the headshot king.

Of course, most of the headshot kings killed ordinary people, and the number of superhumans was too small to find.

Qin Muyun was the third Transcendent that the Headshot King had his eyes on, and the first two had already become his dead souls.

After Headshot King landed on the island from the plane, Mouse King Kerry immediately marked Qin Muyun's location for him.

The straight-line distance was less than five kilometers, and the headshot king set off immediately, full of confidence and ready to take a triple kill.

Neither the complex jungle nor the huge rats could pose any danger to the headshot king. What really made him afraid was another extraordinary person he met about a kilometer away from the monastery.

This person was also wrapped in a black combat uniform, he couldn't see his face clearly, and he didn't have the ability to express himself.

But the headshot king can feel the danger of this person, and he is definitely a difficult opponent.

The two stood facing each other across four or five big trees.

Headshot King hesitated for a moment, and said first, "Whoever gets 80% first, how?"

What this means is that the two can't block each other, let alone attack each other, and hunt and kill the target according to their own abilities.

Whoever takes the fatal blow will take 80% of it, and the remaining 20% ​​is regarded as a dividend for the other party.

Among the top killers, it is impossible to kill each other to the death when they meet. Even if they want to rob, they have to kill the target and then fight to the death.

Obviously a hunter, why do you have to divide life and death before chasing and killing your prey? Most of such blind and arrogant killers are already dead.

In fact, seven to three points is the unspoken rule of the industry, but the headshot king feels that he is qualified to get 80%. Of course, if the other party is stronger than him, then he will admit it and take 20% as a bonus.

But the mysterious man said: "Don't give it to me, I won't hinder you. I didn't come here for the 100 million. I promise I won't do anything to you. I swear by the glory of Cappadocia."

"Cappadocia?" Headshot King tensed up when he heard the name.

This is a very famous clan among vampires, second only to Vlad, and is the second-ranked clan among vampires.

It's just that the Cappadocia clan is at odds with the Vlad clan, and has been suppressed by Vlad.

No wonder this person gave him an extremely dangerous feeling, it turned out to be ability restraint.

Vampires are extremely difficult for most opponents with guns, they can fly, fast, agile, strong and resilient.

Ordinary firearms can cause very limited damage to vampires, and they also have the ability to locate ultrasonic waves, making it even more difficult to ambush and assassinate them.

What's more, this is a vampire from the Cappadocia clan.

Even if it's just a viscount, the headshot king doesn't have the confidence to beat the opponent, not to mention, it's already night, he can only guarantee that he can escape smoothly.

In the end, the vampire actually said that he didn't come to snatch the prey?

"Are you serious?" Headshot King asked in disbelief.

But as soon as the words fell, he felt a tingling pain in his ear, and when he reached out to touch it, blood was dripping.

At this time, the headshot king saw that the vampire on the opposite side withdrew his hand. At that moment just now, he didn't know what hidden weapon he threw and cut a wound on the headshot king's ear.

The speed is too fast, and it has exceeded the limit of the headshot king's line of sight capture.

Just listen to the vampire say coldly: "Doubt is blasphemy, this is a warning to you. I have already said, I swear by the glory of Cappadocia. Do you think that a mere 100 million dollars can match the glory of our family?" Compare?"

The headshot king was furious, wishing he could blow the vampire's head off with one shot. But reason told him that he was definitely not his opponent.

Just now he couldn't react at all, so he was hit. If the opponent aimed at his eyes, he would have died.

In this life-and-death environment, food is the original sin. Even if the vampire tramples on his dignity, the headshot king can only bear it.

Not daring to say another word of cruelty, the headshot king fell into the darkness.

After half a circle, the headshot king found that the vampire hadn't caught up, so he was slightly relieved.

There are two choices before him, one is to continue to complete the hunting mission, and the other is to turn around and leave this place of right and wrong.

After weighing again and again, the Headshot King chose to continue the mission.

The vampire said that he would not hinder him. Judging from his proud appearance, he should not bother to lie. Since this is the case, the reward of 100 million cannot be let go.

At least, it should be tried once.

Just shoot once, shoot once and run away, regardless of success or failure.

Headshot King made up his mind and continued to move towards the monastery.

The night became darker, and the headshot king touched the vicinity of the monastery. According to the information from the organizer, the target person is in this monastery.

Headshot King did not rush in, but climbed up a small hill outside the monastery. It is condescending here, and you can see most of the monastery.

I thought it would take a little effort to find the target, but who would have thought that luck was so good, just after finding the sniper spot, I saw Qin Muyun who was sleeping soundly through the window on the second floor.

The headshot king was startled, so he just lay down and slept by the window, wouldn't he be afraid of being shot in the head? He didn't even have time to use the thermal imager, and the target was sent right under his nose?

Eighty percent is a trap, right?

Although the headshot king was surprised, he still observed according to the routine operation. Regardless of whether it is a trap or not, the target appears in this position, and the preparations that should be done should be done first.

Turn on the thermal imager to observe the monastery, there are seven living people in total.

Five of them were all on the first floor, squatting on the ground, and huddled together, as if they were keeping each other warm. The other two, one of whom was the target "King", was sleeping on the bed, and the last one ran to the other side of the monastery, looking at the trembling posture as if it was addressing a physiological need.

Everyone else is so far away from the target, no matter how they look at it, it doesn't look like a trap.

As a sniper, Headshot King did not lack patience. He waited patiently on the hill for half an hour, and finally confirmed that the target was indeed sleeping.

It is difficult to fool professionals with all kinds of small movements when a person is sleeping soundly.

Headshot King swears with his more than ten years of experience in the industry that this person is definitely not pretending to be asleep.

Wait any longer, and other bounty hunters will arrive.

"Damn it, don't worry about it, just shoot it!"

The Headshot King gritted his teeth, pointed the scope at Qin Muyun's head, and pulled the trigger.

The specially made sniper rifle made not too loud a sound, and the bullets flew out at a speed of kilometers per second.

The distance between Headshot King and Qin Muyun was only more than four hundred meters, and within half a second of this distance, the bullet would accurately shoot into the target's head.

The enormous kinetic energy of the bullet would blow his head off, leaving him unconscious.

That's how the script should be.

But half a second later, the headshot king didn't see the scene of blood spattering.

He saw a sniper rifle bullet thicker than a finger at a kilometer per second hovering in front of Qin Muyun's forehead, as if an invisible layer of rubber blocked the bullet.

The bullet spun wildly and kept approaching Qin Muyun's forehead, but eventually lost all its kinetic energy, and then fell vertically, hitting Qin Muyun's forehead.

In the next second, the headshot king saw the bloodshot eyes of the target he wanted to hunt open.