Li Mu, a cultivator undergoing tribulation, suddenly transmigrated.
After waking up, Li Mu had no interest in money; only becoming stronger mattered to him. For those who wanted to kill him, ...
Li Mu was mistaken for a drug dealer by two soldiers in the Dead Man Mountain.
They are asking him to show his ID card to verify his identity.
"Bang!"
A gunshot rang out, interrupting their questions. The soldier who had been asking the question immediately reached out and tried to pull Li Mu down to the ground.
However, it didn't move.
Li Mu felt a warmth in his heart at this moment; the soldier had actually begun to suspect him.
Knowing only that he was Chinese, they immediately took action to protect him when danger struck.
This touched him deeply.
The young soldier then said:
"Please lie down on the ground or hide in a room until it is safe to leave with us."
Then, a static sound came through the earpieces of the two soldiers, and someone began to shout.
"Damn it, this is Gray Wolf Number One. There's a sniper here. Everyone be careful and take cover. Over!"
"Grey Wolf Number Three, crawl over and check on Number Six's situation. Be alert for an ambush."
"Damn it, report to number one, number six is dead. Boss, cover me, I'm going to kill this sniper."
"Shut up, Third Brother! Stay put. We have everything. Stay alert. Gray Wolf Seven, sneak in from the flank and find that sniper rifle for me."
Seeing that Li Mu was still standing, the soldier became anxious and was about to stand up and pin Li Mu down.
"Bang!"
Another gunshot rang out.
Li Mu wasn't showing off; everything within a kilometer radius was within his divine sense.
Moreover, Li Mu heard every single word of the conversation in the soldier's earpiece.
There was indeed a sniper about 400 or 500 meters away, and the shot was aimed directly at him.
A spark flashed, and a bullet whistled toward him. Li Mu tilted his head slightly, reached out and caught the bullet, then casually tossed it away.
"Bang!"
Another shot rang out, this time fired by Gray Wolf Seven.
But as he fired, he saw a very strange scene through his scope.
The sniper was shot between the eyebrows before his bullet could even hit him.
The bullet he fired also hit the other person's neck.
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"Damn it! Has anyone been shot? Start counting and reporting the casualties."
Grey Wolf One cursed into his headset as the enemy sniper fired again, and he feared there would be more casualties.
"Grey Wolf Two, safe!"
"Grey Wolf No. 3, safe!"
"Grey Wolf Number Four, alive!"
"Grey Wolf Number Five is not dead!"
"Grey Wolf No. 8, safe!"
"Grey Wolf Seven reporting to Grey Wolf One: Enemy sniper has been eliminated. Safe, over!"
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"Grey Wolf Twelve, this place is safe! Over!"
Gray Wolf No. 12 is the soldier who pulls Li Mu down to the ground.
At this moment, he still looked at Li Mu, who was shaking his hand, with disbelief.
He witnessed Li Mu catch the bullet with his bare hands, and it was a sniper bullet.
Li Mu caught the incoming bullet, but the hot bullet head burned his palm.
With a flick of the wrist, the illness was healed using spiritual energy.
After a moment of surprise, Gray Wolf No. 7 asked the question directly into his headset.
"Grey Wolf Seven requests confirmation: The enemy sniper has been hit by two bullets. Who else fired? Over!"
There was a moment of silence in the headset; no one answered the question.
Gray Wolf No. 12 stared at Li Mu in astonishment.
He really wanted to ask Li Mu if he had killed the shooter with the bullet he caught.
But he absolutely dared not believe such a miraculous thing; to say it would be a joke, so he simply kept quiet.
There are five people at the nine o'clock position, seven people at the eleven o'clock position, six people at the one o'clock position, and nine people at the three o'clock position.
There were also seventeen people behind the house; the area was surrounded.
Amid the surprised looks of the young soldiers, Li Mu directly reported the current situation.
The gray wolves, Number Nine and Number Twelve, inside the house were terrified.
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"How did you know? What do you do for a living?"
"I have my own methods. If you trust me, you should report what I've said to you right away, or it will be too late."
After Li Mu finished speaking, he casually waved his hand, and a handful of iron nails were thrown out.
In his consciousness, there was a guy pointing a rocket launcher at him; he had to take him out beforehand.
He wouldn't care if it were a gun, but he really didn't know if he could catch this rocket launcher.
Even if he catches it, he doesn't know if it will explode.
"Report the situation quickly, they have rocket launchers, and they've surrounded us now."
Li Mu shouted, startling Gray Wolf No. 12, who trembled and frowned before relaying Li Mu's words into his earpiece.
"What? We've been surrounded? Twelve, who gathered this information? Is it accurate? Over!"
"Grey Wolf No. 2, quickly scout the enemy situation."
While asking Number Twelve, Gray Wolf Number One ordered Gray Wolf Number Two to probe.
"I am a cultivator. Could you give me a gun? I'll help you take care of a few troubles."
When Gray Wolf Number Twelve heard Number One's question, he looked at Li Mu and didn't know how to answer Number One for a moment.
Hearing Li Mu say that he was a cultivator, he temporarily believed him and instinctively handed his pistol to Li Mu.
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Li Mu took the pistol, released the safety, and fired a shot.
Another enemy soldier picked up a rocket launcher, and he believed that this shot was very accurate with the help of his divine sense.
However, the pistol's range was too short; the shot, which was meant to kill the head, only hit the opponent's cheek.
"boom!"
A grenade was fired at an angle into the sky.
"ah!"
A scream rang out, and the man collapsed to the ground, rolling around in agony.
Li Mu held the pistol, smacked his lips, and said that this kind of gun was too troublesome to use, and was not as good as a few nails.
However, the feeling of killing with such firearms is more exhilarating than that of using cold weapons.
He was suddenly seized by a playful impulse, so he flashed out of the house and then disappeared behind it.
"Damn it! Who fired the shot? Don't they have any principles?"
"Report to Number One, this is Twelve. We fired from our side. We encountered a martial artist..."
"Reporting to Number One, this is Number Two. Number Twelve's intelligence analysis is accurate; there are indeed more than twenty armed drug traffickers behind us. Over!"
Gray Wolf No. 2 looked at the thermal imager in his hand and was shocked. They were truly surrounded.
"Everything is here. I am Gray Wolf Number One. Spread out to repel the enemy."
Number three and four are responsible for the nine o'clock direction.
Number Two and I were in charge of the 11 o'clock direction.
Numbers 5 and 7 are responsible for the one o'clock direction.
Numbers 8, 10, and 11 are responsible for the three o'clock direction.
Numbers 9 and 12 are responsible for the back of the house.
Check equipment, be careful! Over!
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Li Mu had already circled around to the back of the house, facing two dark-skinned armed men dressed in khaki military uniforms.
Given his skill level, it was indeed a bit unethical of him to face ordinary soldiers.
At a distance of two or three meters, a pistol is used for close-range shooting.
"Bang! Bang!"
Two sounds, and two vibrant lives arrived in response.
Blood spurted out, almost staining his body.
These two gunshots were like stirring up a hornet's nest.
The other dozen or so armed men opened fire on Li Mu from all directions.