I Herd Gods in Another World

From the headshot king's point of view, Qin Muyun's gaze seemed to travel through time and space, and was directly imprinted in the headshot king's mind.

Those bloodshot eyes were full of anger and hatred. These extreme emotions turned into bullets, which precisely hit the headshot king's reason.

At this moment, he felt that he was not observing Qin Muyun condescendingly, but this one standing on the cloud, casting a huge shadow on him, covering all the retreat routes in front, back, left, and right.

Helplessness and despair completely overwhelmed the headshot king's heart.

He never thought that he would be so frightened by a look that he would lose his ability to think.

After being absent-minded for ten seconds, the Headshot King regained his sanity.

"What monster did I provoke?!"

After asking this question, the headshot king wanted to run away, but his body was still weak from fear. At the critical moment, the headshot king was very cruel to him, directly biting his tongue, dispelling the fear temporarily with severe pain.

The body regained its strength, and the headshot king activated his ability without hesitation.

His eyes became vertical pupils, a thin layer of white hair grew on his body, his muscles swelled, and sharp nails grew on his hands.

Half-beast, this is the strongest state of the headshot king.

Letting the rune energy stimulate his body to mutate into the form of a snake-tailed wolf would more than double his physical fitness.

Even if you are running away, you must go all out!

The headshot king threw away all the equipment he could throw away, even his favorite special sniper rifle, nothing is more important than life.

This is called professionalism, there is no sloppiness, and everything serves the purpose of escaping.

But Headshot King still made a wrong decision, he shouldn't have transformed.

Qin Muyun was awakened by the bullet and opened his eyes in pain.

A normal person would be irritable if he just fell asleep and was woken up by someone, let alone Qin Muyun hadn't slept for almost 24 hours.

At this moment, Qin Muyun got up very angry, and his eyes naturally revealed a terrifying murderous look.

And because of his special physique, it would magnify other people's perception of him, so this murderous aura almost scared the headshot king into the urine.

Qin Muyun looked around and found a yellow-orange bullet from the bedside.

Clenching his fist tightly, the bullet deformed like plasticine in Qin Muyun's palm, and finally turned into scrap iron.

Originally thought that at least he could rest for one night, but unexpectedly the enemy came faster than Qin Muyun imagined.

Qin Muyun raised his eyes and looked out of the window. Through the broken window, he could only see a corner of the hill.

The Headshot King had already left that position, in fact, even if he didn't run away, Qin Muyun wouldn't be able to see him.

A few hundred meters away, there was a person lying on his stomach on the top of the mountain, and it was difficult to see clearly. The headshot king was still wearing an auspicious suit for camouflage.

But the headshot king shouldn't transform. After the body is turned into a half-beast, the rune energy is activated. In Qin Muyun's eyes, it is like a firefly in the dark, so bright and outstanding.

"Run? I'll let you run 500 meters first!"

Qin Muyun said something in a low voice, and then jumped out of the window.

The monastery seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer, the dust rustled down, and there were a few cracks in many broken places.

Qin Muyun's figure flew past in the air, and when he flew nearly a hundred meters away, a strong wind blew up under him.

After playing with the wind for so long, now Qin Muyun doesn't need a gliding suit to be able to blow himself up, but when the wind gets stronger, the clothes on his body will become very awkward.

There was a tearing sound, and the poor quality short-sleeved shirt on his body began to fall off.

Fortunately, he was wearing jeans, which were strong enough, otherwise Qin Muyun would have to consider the feeling of the pants.

The clothes turned into rags within a few seconds, and Qin Muyun didn't care about that much, staring at the headshot king's direction.

The strong wind flew Qin Muyun's body quickly, and landed on the top of the mountain in a short while.

Qin Muyun tore off the rags from his body, and then ran after him with his legs wide open.

This time, Qin Muyun didn't hold anything back.

The strengthening effect of the strength technique was perfectly reflected on him, and Qin Muyun jumped in the forest. One jump is 100 meters, and every time it rises and falls, it is accompanied by the loud noise of the big tree being kicked down.

Occasionally, if you miss, it is not a tree, but a row.

The Headshot King had almost run a kilometer away, but when he heard the loud noise, he looked back and was almost scared to death.

The terrifying black shadow was catching up at an extremely fast speed, and every time it fell heavily, it seemed to be stepping on his chest, making the headshot king so scared that he couldn't breathe.

If this kick landed on him, his whole body would be trampled to pieces.

What kind of monster is this? It's definitely not human!

That Cappadocian vampire was nothing compared to this man, and this man in front of him was a prehistoric Tyrannosaurus.

"Damn, fight."

Seeing Qin Muyun getting closer, the headshot king also aroused his last blood under the crisis of life and death.

The headshot king stopped running away, pulled out the pistol at his waist, turned around and took aim.

At this time, Qin Muyun had jumped to the sky above the Headshot King and was falling rapidly.

Qin Muyun's movements are easy to predict, because when he jumped into the air, he fell completely in a parabola.

bang bang bang...

Headshot King completely emptied a magazine without hesitation, and with his marksmanship, he could hit every shot without any hesitation.

It's just that the Headshot King found out in despair that these bullets could not hinder Qin Muyun at all.

Just like the sniper bullet, when it entered about one meter around Qin Muyun's body, it was like shooting into a swamp, and it was completely blocked when it flew to a position more than ten centimeters in front of Qin Muyun.

Qin Muyun didn't blink his eyes, and fell against the barrage.

With a muffled bang, it landed about two meters away from the headshot king, who was blown away by the expanding air mass.

Qin Muyun secretly exclaimed that it was a pity, he originally wanted to trample this person to death, but the power control was not precise enough, and the error of jumping over hundreds of meters was a bit big.

It was just a mistake. After Qin Muyun stood firm, he rushed towards the headshot king again.

With the anger of getting up, the fist smashed towards the headshot king.

The headshot king had just stood still when he saw Qin Muyun attacking him.

The movement was very unprofessional, this punch did not have the waist and horse in one, and the footwork was chaotic. Not only did it fail to exert the full strength of the arm, but it also did not reserve any room for defense and dodge.

"This person has no fighting skills at all!"

The headshot king showed joy, and instinctively drew out the dagger called the harpoon.

Just take a step forward, cut into the range of the opponent's swinging arm, and then parry a little to remove most of the strength, and you can use the dagger to pierce the person's throat.

Just a little bit of parrying, a little... click...

Headshot King really understood what it means to parry a hammer. He felt that what he was blocking was not a human arm at all, but a hydraulic pendulum.

It was obvious that the arm was blocking Qin Muyun's arm, which was the most difficult place to exert force, but it was swept away, and the right arm swelled rapidly, showing obvious distortion.

The bone is broken, it is likely to be a comminuted fracture. If it is not treated in time, this hand may be useless.

But the Headshot King didn't need to worry soon, because Qin Muyun's fist hit him again, this time hitting him firmly on the head.

Bang, the extremely familiar headshot sounded.

This is the beautiful sound that the headshot king has heard countless times, but this time he can't hear it at all, because it was his head that exploded this time.

Looking at the headless corpse, Qin Muyun expressionlessly shook off the flesh and blood on his hands. Since the other party wants his life, Qin Muyun will not show mercy.

This small island is a forbidden zone for killing without laws and morals. Those who come here are either killed or murdered. This time it is not called self-defense, but doing as the Romans do.

After killing the Headshot King, Qin Muyun searched him.

It would be best to have a satellite phone, but no, maps are fine too.

Qin Muyun made such a high profile, just to let the black hands behind the scenes show up, so that he can find his way home.

After digging for a long time, I found something similar to a smartphone.

"Fingerprint unlocking, right?" Qin Muyun grabbed the corpse's hand and pressed his thumb on it.

The phone was instantly unlocked, but Qin Muyun was embarrassed to find that the operation interface was not in English or Chinese—it was in fucking Russian.

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