Strange Recovery: Harnessing Time Strangeness at the Beginning

“Back?”

Zhang Jiuzhi, who had his hands in his sleeves, moved and looked to the side.

There, Wu Ma’s figure had already appeared.

“Hmm.”

Wu Mahun nodded indifferently, as if he had done something trivial.

As a matter of fact.

The killing of Charles was really a trivial matter for him.

He wasn’t even interested in torturing the other party.

Just pinch to death.

“Let’s go.”

Wu Ma raised his hand to stop a taxi, beckoned Zhang Jiuzhi and sat up together.

“Why didn’t you just take a taxi?”

Zhang Jiuzhi, who was sitting next to Wu Ma, tilted his head and said suspiciously.

“Just now, now I don’t want to go.”

Wu Ma held his cheek with one hand, looked at the scenery outside the window, and said lightly.

“You’re really willful.”

Zhang Jiuzhi said with a smile.

“Maybe.”

Wu Ma replied casually, no longer speaking.

Hong Kong Island is not too big.

It took less than half an hour by taxi to reach your destination.

“The gap has begun to invade reality.”

Zhang Jiuzhi took off the blindfold of his left eye, and the emerald 443 eyeball flashed with a cold light, looking at the location of the Kowloon Walled City.

“That area has been completely polluted by the supernatural nature of the gap… Didn’t save it. ”

“No, there is salvation.”

Hearing Wu Ma say this, Zhang Jiuzhi was also stunned.

She knew that Wu Ma had a time trick that could manipulate time.

But she didn’t expect that Wu Ma could manipulate time to such an extent.

Pull such a large area back to normal.

How much power this operation requires, she is a little afraid to imagine.

No matter how powerful the tricky tamer is, it will cause strange reverse erosion when using strange power.

Isn’t he afraid that after this retrospective, the time trick will be directly revived on his body?

“It should be possible.”

Wu Ma nodded.

He didn’t know Zhang Jiuzhi’s complicated thoughts.

He just deduced the possibility of going back in time based on the power he had.

If the Kowloon Walled City was completely plunged, he really had no way to trace the Kowloon Walled City back to its normal state.

But it just so happens that the engulfment of the Kowloon Walled City in these gaps is not complete, so that the Kowloon Walled City and the real world of time still have a trace of connection.

It was because of this connection that Wu Ma had the confidence to use the power of time tricks to pull the Kowloon Walled City back from the gap.

Complete a region-wide time backtracking.

“So do we go in together, or are you waiting outside?”

Zhang Jiuzhi took a deep breath, suppressed the horror in his heart, and said positively.

“No need to go in, I can solve it outside.”

Wu Ma’s left eye flickered, and the time treacherous sight had penetrated the blockade of the gap, locking the mass of abnormal color time torches inside the gap.

With a move of his hand, the space at hand was slightly blurred.

Wu Ma groped deep into it twice, and then pulled out an old rifle.

Then he fumbled a little more and found a weird toy box from it.

Finally, he pulled out a stack of coin with a face value of fifty yuan from his pocket.

“？”

Looking at these things that Wu Ma took out, a question mark floated out of Zhang Jiuzhi’s head on the side.

The rifle, she knew, was a weapon of this era.

And judging from the breath, this gun is still a strange object.

But this toy box and trick coins, she is a little confused about what it is for.

“First of all, ammunition, there are five weird in total, prepare five bullets.”

Wu Ma did not explain, he picked up the trick coin, ordered ten, and threw it into the toy box.

He wants to use weird toy boxes and trick coins to make ammunition for the ghost rifle.

This ghost rifle has ammunition and is a rather sharp and weird weapon. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

But without ammunition, it’s just (bach) a useless fire-burning stick.

If Wu Ma wants to use this gun, he must first solve the problem of ammunition.

Just able to transform the weird, the weird toy box that makes toys can solve this problem.

Didi Toot Toot Click!

The grotesque music rang out in the toy box, mixed with the sound of squirming and banging.

It took about a minute.

The lid of the toy box bounces open.

A skeleton smoke with a symbol in its eyes slowly rises from the toy box.

Gradually dissipate.

Ding-dong five bullets fell out of the smoke.

These bullets are all made of plastic, and the surface seems to be gilded, golden, and there are patterns in the position of the cartridge case, which makes these bullets look a little wet.

“A hundred bullets should be enough to silence them.”

Click!

Pull the bolt and push toy bullets into the magazine.

Wu Ma felt that as the bullet pressed in, the gloomy and cold aura of this ghost rifle became more and more thick and terrifying.

This is a complement to the ghost rifle.

The horror rule of this ghost rifle is that shooting must die.

As long as it is locked by the ghost rifle, then the bullet fired by this ghost rifle will inevitably hit the target.

And the longer the aiming time, the more powerful the bullet fired.

And the stronger the weird power contained in the bullet used, the longer the ghost rifle can be aimed.

The two are mutually reinforcing.

However, the longer you aim, the stronger the weirdness erodes the user.

Ordinary people can control ghost rifles, and they can aim for a minute or so at most.

And Wu Ma can aim at the limit of the power that the ghost rifle ammunition can reach.

Click!

The bolt will be loaded, and Wuma holds the gun in both hands, the butt of the gun against his shoulder, squinting and starting to aim.

He had hit targets in college and knew a little bit about shooting.

With such a little knowledge of shooting, it is enough for him.

The shooting technique of the ghost rifle is secondary, and the physique that can dominate the ghost rifle is the main thing.

And Wu Ma can easily control this rifle at no cost.

At three o’clock, Wu Ma’s gaze locked on a strange flame of time inside the gap.

A gloomy and cold aura overflowed from the ghost rifle with the line of sight locked, connecting to the top of this flame.

In this regard, the torch of this time did not perceive anything.

The lock continued, and Wu Ma felt that the ghost rifle in his hand became more and more gloomy, and the smell of gunsmoke gradually rose in this gun.

Wu Ma felt that at this moment, the ghost rifle seemed to be asking him for something.

He ghostly injected a wisp of strange inflammation into the ghost rifle.

The dim light flashed, and he felt the ghost rifle in his hand send him a hint of satisfaction.

He knew it was time to shoot.

Bang!

Fingers snapped.

The ghost rifle shook, and a dim gunfire erupted from the muzzle.

A golden warhead rushed out of the muzzle, carrying a spiral of strange inflammation, piercing through the long space and piercing into the gap.

Burst!

The strange torch that was locked by Wu Ma, the flame at the head position suddenly exploded.

Then the flames on his body suddenly stopped, and he fell directly into a state of silence.

, 10/03/2023 14:17