Global Game: I Have Portable Store-Chapter 429 - 15: Ambush and Counterkill

The luck isn’t too bad.

The warrior carrying a giant axe walked towards him with heavy footsteps, looking relaxed as if on a sightseeing tour.

This is a perfect opportunity.

Su Changxing lay on the ground without any breath, like a corpse, holding the revolver in his hand, rehearsing the attack process hundreds of times in his mind.

The opponent probably never expected someone like him to exist in this energy-starved world.

The revolver’s range is very short, only about ten meters, but as long as the opponent steps within twenty meters, it’s his chance.

"Now is the time!"

Su Changxing’s figure became blurry, suddenly appearing in front of the warrior, holding a scythe in one hand, ghostified body, and raising the revolver in the other hand, pulling the trigger at the same time.

This was his strongest strike, also his full-force strike at this moment, a Focusing Strike at twenty-two times the power.

The warrior stared blankly as the bullet shot towards him, feeling the immense threat, his face twisted as he did his best to retreat.

The bullet was far faster than him, piercing through his body, leaving a head-sized void.

Immediately after, Su Changxing swung the scythe down towards the opponent, drawing a semicircular ghostly green arc in the air.

The warrior smiled grimly, disregarding his injuries, lifting the giant axe to smash at Su Changxing.

"Clang~"

Su Changxing flew backward without any pause, the powerful force piercing through his body, crushing the bones in his arm.

Unimaginable strength.

He always thought his own power was strong enough to casually block a Screamer’s strike, but this warrior’s power was extremely exaggerated.

Su Changxing was sent flying a long distance, crashing into a wall, falling heavily to the ground, spitting a mouthful of blood, yet he looked up to see the warrior running towards the giant anchor without looking back.

"So close."

He was just a hair’s breadth away from shooting this person from an unknown world to death, but just missed by that little bit, almost letting the opponent counter-kill him.

After launching the Focusing Strike, he too was actually in a state of exhaustion. Swinging the scythe was just to finish him off, but he didn’t expect the opponent to still be able to burst out with such exaggerated strength.

Su Changxing reacted, got up, and ran backward; he couldn’t wait for others to find him.

Sometimes numbers don’t matter; a swarm of ants is still futile to humans.

And sometimes they do matter; a pack of jackals is enough to threaten a lion.

His injuries weren’t light either, and he nearly got killed in one blow, but fortunately, he also had very powerful recovery abilities; as long as he wasn’t dead, it wasn’t a big problem.

Under the effect of the "Sleeping Lizardman", his body recovered a significant portion within minutes, at least not affecting his movement.

Su Changxing sprinted wildly to the street where the fog appeared, but perceived that someone was still pursuing him; it seemed his aura had been locked onto.

"There’s more than one giant anchor; someone will definitely come from another direction. If he waits a bit longer, it will definitely become problematic."

His position was right in the middle of three giant anchors, and staying exposed like this would be extremely dangerous.

Su Changxing took out the clown mask from his backpack and put it on to conceal his aura, perhaps evading some tracking abilities.

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"He should be nearby, be careful, this is a key capture target, his strength is approximately around Tier Seven."

"Mhm, I heard Captain Wanshi was seriously injured, almost got killed."

"Wanshi’s people are just trash, being threatened by such low-level world natives."

"Don’t be careless, Wanshi himself is still very powerful."

Su Changxing, transformed into a clown, stood in the clothing store’s display case, watching over ten people walk straight towards him.

They seemed to know he was around here.

One of them was holding a flintlock gun, occasionally glancing in his direction, but still didn’t notice he was standing there.

[Terror Musketeer: Tier Seven, Middle Rank, grants firearms unparalleled power, possesses extremely strong insight abilities.]

Another Tier Seven Extraordinary.

Or rather, in their world, Tier Seven itself wasn’t considered a strong presence, quite ordinary.

"Bang~"

The gunman suddenly pulled the trigger, the bullet flew towards Su Changxing, drawing a beautiful arc in the air.

"Getting hit would definitely mean death."

Su Changxing’s eyes widened, feeling the enormous threat, a ghostly green cloak emerged around him, and he rolled to the side.

With an explosion, a hole two people high burst open in the wall behind him.

Immediately following, Su Changxing pulled out a handgun, continuously pulling the trigger, launching a counterattack. The bullets flew towards them, only to bounce off as if hitting an invisible armor.

The gunman reloaded, fired another shot at Su Changxing.

This shot was precise and deadly.

Su Changxing saw the bullet flying towards him slowly, hard to dodge, the scythe in his hand changed shape, suddenly expanding into a large-sized six-armed monster, taking the hit.

Fallen Evil Tao Yi’s body was blown through with a large hole on the spot.

At this moment, Su Changxing didn’t retreat but advanced, seizing the opportunity to get close to the opponent, knowing that running would only lead to greater disadvantage.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared directly in front of the dozen or so people, raising the revolver towards the gunman standing in the middle.

Su Changxing’s action obviously caught them by surprise; in their eyes, this was seeking death, running might still offer a glimmer of hope.

The gunman’s scarred face showed a cruel smile, pulling the trigger just before Su Changxing.

This is the advantage of having a long range, being able to launch an attack first, no matter how the opponent changes.

The others had an onlooker’s expression, except for the one maintaining an invisible barrier.

Su Changxing was confident he could penetrate the barrier at close range, as long as he found the opportunity, killing the opponent was also possible.

Both sides were like two boxers launching an attack; as long as he withstood the opponent’s wave of attack, he would have the chance to counterattack; if he couldn’t withstand it, he could only fall to the ground, losing.

The bullet flew out of the barrel, shooting towards Su Changxing.

The distance made it impossible to dodge.

Su Changxing’s eyes were deep and dark, he stood his ground, pulling the trigger at the gunman.

An invisible barrier appeared in front, although it was pierced, it also blocked a large portion of the bullet’s force.

He relied on his physique to bear the hit hard and successfully fired back.

[Stolen Light Rhombus Barrier: Forms a barrier that blocks attacks from outside to inside, more robust during the daytime.]

The situation reversed dramatically.

Su Changxing shot through the barrier, blasting off the gunman’s entire upper body, blood splattering onto the surrounding people, even shooting through the head of the one behind.

"Not much after all."

He grinned, a large hole in his chest, the silver-white gun barrel smeared with dark red bloodstains, glistening in the sky’s light.