Gunfire erupted in the neighborhood, and people were shot and fell to the ground.
Aside from the initial chaos, the residents of the community, relying on their familiarity with the terrain and with the weapon support provided by Yan Kuan, gradually gained a foothold.
On the other hand, the mercenaries thought that killing a few of them would make them submit, but instead, it aroused the bloodlust of the people in the community, and the battle became deadlocked for a time.
The surrounding residents and vendors had all vanished without a trace long after the gunshots rang out.
Seeing the enemy's firepower becoming increasingly fierce, Zhao Tianba became a little irritated. He pointed at the enemy's firing point and said to the person behind him, "Qian Liang, blow it up for me."
The person called Qian Liang nodded and began to cast a spell. A few seconds later, a fireball the size of a washbasin condensed in Qian Liang's palm.
As Qian Liang pushed forward, the fireball drifted towards the concealed firing point on the opposite side.
Seeing the fireball in front of them, the community security guards, who were using the corner of the wall as cover and firing their rifles, instinctively felt uneasy.
After firing a barrage of shots at the fireball, they realized they couldn't destroy it.
When the fireball was still some distance from the corner of the wall, the security guard was preparing to move inside to avoid it when the fireball suddenly exploded in front of them, instantly engulfing the guard in flames.
With one firing point taken out, Zhao Tianba looked at the security guards rolling on the ground and smirked: "A bunch of bumpkins, what can they do to fight me?"
Seeing the sparse firepower on the other side, Zhao Tianba seemed to lose his playful mood.
He took a deep breath, drew the shield from behind him, and walked forward, holding the shield high.
As soon as someone walked out from the opposite side, the firepower in the neighborhood instantly focused on him.
Sparks flew all over Zhao Tianba's body; having been reclassified as a soldier, he was completely unaffected by the bullets aimed at him.
【Iron Bones and Muscles】: Warrior passive skill, damage less than 3 points is nullified.
It was this simple and unadorned entry that plunged the residents of the community into despair.
Modern firearms are no longer able to penetrate the equipment worn by players.
This is the kind of overwhelming advantage that professionals have over beginners.
The reason why Zhao Tianba hesitated to make a move was that he enjoyed looking into the despair in his enemies' eyes before crushing them.
As they advanced, they passed a firing point and saw the incredulous expression on the face of the security guard who was gripping the trigger tightly. He became excited.
He swung his sword and stabbed the security guard to death. With a flick of his sword, he threw the guard's body to the ground and stomped on it.
The sound of bones cracking fascinated him; he squinted comfortably, savoring the pleasure of life slipping away.
Not enough, still not enough.
He opened his eyes and looked ahead.
He saw the terrified looks in the crowd and burst into laughter.
"Come on, fire at me!"
The one with the samurai sword, Sun Ming, is also a professional, a swordsman.
"His head is getting more and more bizarre." Sun Ming looked at Qian Liang uneasily.
Qian Liang glanced at him and said coldly, "Never mind those lowly people, we're different now."
Qian Liang's other profession is fire elementalist.
“That makes sense.” Sun Ming nodded in agreement, his eyes gleaming with fervor.
They are now the superiors; those servants who do not submit may die!
He then drew his katana and walked toward the terrified crowd opposite him.
Faced with the overwhelming advantage brought by professionals, the morale of the residents in the community plummeted.
Panic is spreading silently.
Liu Ying watched as her brothers, who were futilely shooting at Zhao Tianba, were turned over and stabbed to death one by one. She gritted her teeth and walked out to face him.
The mercenaries stopped firing as soon as Zhao Tianba walked out and watched the community security guards as if they were watching a monkey show.
Watching Liu Ying approach with interest, Zhao Tianba said to him, "I heard your brother's name was Liu Xiong, right? He died a really tragic death. I feel like calling him Liu Chong would have been more fitting."
Upon hearing his rudeness, Liu Ying could no longer suppress her anger and, with red eyes, stabbed at his chest.
Zhao Tianba glanced at the dagger, a look of disdain flashing across his face, and let Liu Ying make her move without dodging or avoiding it.
Clang!
The dagger couldn't even pierce through the light armor's defenses. Suppressing her shock, Liu Ying raised the dagger and slashed at Zhao Tianba's throat.
The dagger seemed to strike steel; no matter how hard Liu Ying tried, she couldn't make it penetrate her skin even a fraction.
Zhao Tianba seemed to have grown tired of Liu Ying's performance. He reached out and grabbed Liu Ying's dagger, bending it with a single force.
Seeing the terror in Liu Ying's eyes, Zhao Tianba's gaze hardened.
Whirlwind Slash
Zhao Tianba's long sword spun rapidly several times with his body. Liu Ying had no time to dodge and felt her body lighten as her head flew into the air.
Who is that headless corpse on the ground? It looks somewhat familiar.
Liu Ying's consciousness gradually faded.
Zhao Tianba kicked the headless corpse away and crushed the head that was still rolling on the ground with one foot.
Blood splattered on his face, making him look like the Grim Reaper.
"Who else?"
He was shouting wildly.
The highest-ranking person in the community was killed with a single sword strike, and the remaining people lost the will to continue resisting and fled in disarray.
Watching the retreating residents, Zhao Tianba turned and said, "Kill the men without mercy, leave the women alive. Brothers, the feast begins! Ahahahahaha!!"
After saying that, he ran into the fleeing crowd ahead.
The mercenaries behind him raised their rifles and fired at the terrified, retreating crowd.
In the firelight, mercenaries kicked open every door in the neighborhood and ransacked the rooms.
Inside the Yan family mansion in the villa district.
"Sir, we can't hold out any longer, you need to leave quickly," a villa bodyguard urged Yan Ming.
"Leave? Where to go? This is everything to me," Yan Ming said calmly.
"Father, now is not the time to be stubborn." Yan Kuan had lost his usual composure; he was covered in filth and had been shot in the right arm.
"You all protect the young master and help him leave through the secret passage," Yan Ming instructed his trusted confidants.
"If you don't leave, I won't leave." Yan Kuan gripped Yan Ming's sleeve tightly.
"Alright, alright, then stay." Yan Ming said "alright" three times, then winked at the bodyguard behind him.
As expected of someone who had followed Yan Ming for a long time, the bodyguard saw Yan Ming give him a signal and immediately smashed Yan Kuan's head from behind.
Yan Kuan rolled his eyes and immediately fainted.
At that moment, gunfire broke through the door and entered the hall.
Yan Ming opened the secret passage and let everyone go down. He watched his son, carried on the back of his personal guard, disappear into the depths of the passage before closing it.
After straightening his clothes, Yan Ming walked out of the room with his hands behind his back, just as he bumped into Zhao Tianba coming in through the door.
"Old man, you've been hard to find." Zhao Tianba walked over with a sinister grin.
"Young man, didn't your family teach you manners?"
Looking at Zhao Tianba walking towards him, Yan Ming smiled and pressed the mechanism in his pocket.
"Let me introduce myself, old man, I am Yan Ming, the Iron-Blooded Yama."
The old man's voice echoed in the air.
Then the landmines planted in the shadows were triggered, and after a loud explosion, the entire villa was engulfed in flames.
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