The World Has Problems

The dense bullets flooded in like a flood, and the terrifying lethality directly knocked off a large part of the eaves of that house.

And Lin Yuanfei had already run out with Fu Jiang on his shoulders.

Without any hesitation in choosing, Lin Yuanfei carried Fu Jiang on his shoulders and ran across the roof of the row of two-story villas on Elm Street.

The light and fast movements, the jumping ability of four to five meters or even five or six meters, is like the flower picker who robs a good woman in a martial arts movie, carrying a girl on the roof and flying over the roof and the wall.

In the rear, the group of zombies could no longer keep up with Lin Yuanfei, and they were quickly left behind.

But the burly, black and thick pursuer carrying a heavy weapon ran wildly on the street at a speed not inferior to that of Lin Yuanfei.

While running wildly, it frantically shot bullets with the cannon in its hand, trying to kill Lin Yuanfei.

But Lin Yuanfei was faster than it.

Even with a person on his back, Lin Yuanfei ran faster than the pursuer on the roofs of the rooms.

In less than three minutes, Lin Yuanfei had already carried Fu Jiang to the end of Elm Street.

Going forward, there is no house for him to settle down.

Here at the end of Elm Street is a narrow road.

At the end of the road is a small park.

Behind him are the pursuers chasing Roar.

In front of him is a small park ten meters away.

Lin Yuanfei took a deep breath, and rushed out after a run-up of three meters.

His body drew an arc in mid-air, and then landed heavily on a street lamp.

The metal street lamp trembled vigorously when he stepped on it, making a piercing roar.

Under the bombardment of the huge impact, the bulbs and glass of the street lamp exploded directly.

Even Fu Jiang, who was on Lin Yuanfei's shoulder, couldn't help but let out a groan, his internal organs were about to shift because he was dizzy from the shock force.

On Elm Street Avenue in the rear, the moment Lin Yuanfei landed on the street lamp, the burly pursuer roared and raised the six-barreled cannon.

Lin Yuanfei's body rushed out again while falling.

The dense barrage of flying shots fell on the top of the street lamp, making a piercing sound of ping-pong-pong.

The street lamp post made of steel was directly twisted and shattered, and finally the upper half of the street lamp was directly twisted and softened, like a dried up eggplant.

And Lin Yuanfei, who jumped up from the street lamp, carried Fu Jiang on his shoulders, and landed heavily on the ground in the park.

The huge impact made Fu Jiang howl again, and his eyes turned white.

Lin Yuanfei didn't have any thoughts of sympathy and pity at all, so he rushed out carrying Fu Jiang who was in a semi-comatose state, and quickly disappeared into the park.

Ten seconds later, when the fully armed pursuers rushed into the park roaring, it had lost sight of Lin Yuanfei.

The picture on the big screen showed an empty park.

The command center, with one computer screen after another on, was so quiet that only the beeps of the instruments were left.

All the researchers stared blankly at the picture on the big screen, still not recovering from the huge shock.

Only Daniel, the project leader, took a deep breath, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a crazy arc.

"Is this the so-called extraordinary person... Whether it is strength, jumping ability, reaction speed, or running speed, it is far superior to our biochemical weapons. It is indeed a genre heir who has left a famous and infamous name in Japanese history."

"Flying Swordsmanship...Flying Swordsmanship..."

"Mr. Bigu Qingjuro? How much unknown power do you hide? This really makes me look forward to it more and more!"

Chapter 230 Breaking the Three Views

In the silent command center, Daniel's smiling self-talk awakened all the researchers from their shock.

They all looked at their person in charge.

At this time, fear appeared in the eyes of these researchers for the first time.

...a fear of their chosen experimental specimens.

The contemporary descendant of Feitian Yujian is better than the ancient Qingjuro.

This name may be well-known to the Japanese, but it may not have much weight to them, most of whom are scientific researchers composed of elites from other countries.

Even if you know that the heirs of this genre once left a terrible reputation in the Meiji era.

However, after the promulgation of the abolition of swords, Japan's kendo masters are actually weakening every year.

The advent of firearms has accelerated this process even more.

When the time developed to modern times, the war ended and the peace and stability, the significance of the existence of kendo weakened even more.

Learning martial arts is a very hard job. You have to work hard day and night. Without great perseverance and great understanding, you can't get ahead.

In the era of peace, as long as you learn a little flowery frame with embroidered legs, you can open a shop to cheat money. How many people are really willing to study hard?

Even if the old people are willing, the young people may not be willing.