Little Seven led all the team mbers downstairs without any hesitation. Other building owners were waiting there.
When they arrived downstairs, Little Seven said to an owner: "It's all settled. They're all tied up. The rest is up to you. Please help us."
The owner said excitedly: "Don't say that. We should thank you. We've been waiting for you for days."
Little Seven smiled: "We can start the infrastructure renovation tomorrow, but there are quite a few residential buildings to renovate this ti, so let's take it slow."
"It's okay, it's okay," the owner said excitedly, rubbing his hands.
When Little Seven and his team rushed to the next battlefield, the owner called on others to rush to the ninth floor. They lifted the gang mbers who were tied up and carried them towards the Big Hamr building.
That was the newly built labor reform site.
Guardians' Union had too few people, so they wanted to fight a blitzkrieg, take down one stronghold after another, and then transfer the controlled gang mbers. They simply didn't have enough manpower.
Killing them all would be a pity, not everyone in the gang deserved to die.
Therefore, if they wanted to use more than one hundred Cultivators to leverage the entire Ninth District, they had to utilize the power of the people.
The owners couldn't fight, but it was no problem for them to help escort the gang mbers who had lost their fighting capabilities.
Tonight's battle proceeded in this way with its own division of labor; it was in full swing.
Luo Wanya stood in the command center with excitent in his heart but calmness in his deanor. He watched on the holographic map as building after building changed from black to red.
Zhang Qinghuan stood beside him, his excitent written all over his Face[-]. He had witnessed firsthand that in just one hour, a quarter of the Ninth District had been taken down.
At this ti, several more people walked into the command center. Zhang Qinghuan was stunned: "Aren't they the forr Black Water gang and Big Hamr's younger brothers? How co they are all here?"
But these people politely greeted Luo Wanya: "Black family mbers."
Luo Wanya smiled: "Go. This ti, you'll take over those territories. Rember, you are the new bosses of the Black Water gang and the Big Hamr gang."
Several family mbers laughed: "We understand. We'll also handle the connection with pce."
"Yes, this way no one will notice us," Luo Wanya nodded: "Go. Rember, you are able to take on these heavy responsibilities because you haven't done too many evil things in the past. In the future, rember our discipline. Also, you must co to the team-building activities every week."
Arts Society had been silent for the past few days, not because Luo Wanya was hesitant to grab territory, but because he needed ti to prepare for all this.
pce would not allow too many large gangs like Dragon Pattern to exist in the Lower Three Districts. They liked hundreds of gangs fighting each other, so if sothing happened, there would only be small troubles, not big troubles.
Therefore, to avoid pce's attention, not only did they need people to attract attention in the city, they also needed to pretend that nothing had happened here.
There were still Black Water, Arts Society, Big Hamr gang, and I Want to Buy a Watch gang here; however, the Leader would stand above all gangs, hidden in the clouds, and the core mbers of all gangs would be Guardians' Union mbers.
Zhang Qinghuan was dumbfounded by this scene. All the preparations Luo Wanya had made in the past few days had erupted tonight.
He looked at the people who were going to take over the territory and was stunned for a long ti: "Old Luo, I want to ask sothing. Is Qing Chen in City 22? Was the chaos in the city tonight created by him? But since he's from the Conglorate, why would he do these preparations that subvert the rules? He is the rule, and also the beneficiary of the rule."
Why did Your Majesty rebel?
This was the biggest doubt in Zhang Qinghuan's heart.
Luo Wanya looked deeply at Zhang Qinghuan: "You'll know soday."
"Will he be in danger tonight?" Zhang Qinghuan asked.
"I don't know."
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Shendai Yunluo looked at Xu Linsen in front of him and Jiang Mubei on the left.
His five Shikigami, Bone Girl, Horse-Faced Rakshasa, Zhichengkeng, Tianjingxia, and Bai Rongyi, surrounded him.
"The mighty Black Spadea resorts to assassination. I would like to ask, what grudge do we have between us?" Shendai Yunluo chuckled bitterly.
He was enjoying his drink peacefully and out of the world, yet why was he suddenly punched as soon as he stepped out?
Xu Linsen's punch just now looked fierce, but it felt even fiercer when he took it. The people in the Great Snow Mountain Fire Pit were all barbarians. Whether they practiced knives or fists, they took the most fierce path, direct and straightforward.
As the saying goes, "once a thought is made, ten thousand mountains cannot stop it," which is the essence of Fire Pit's Cultivation.
However, this Fire Pit Cultivation tradition has one drawback: one cannot lose on the Cultivation path, or to be precise, one's Dao heart cannot be damaged.
Once the fiercest Grand Elder, known as invincible at the sa level.
Unfortunately, he t Li Shutong. The Cultivation essence of "once a thought is made, ten thousand mountains cannot stop it" t an insurmountable, unbreakable human mountain.
So the Elder's Cultivation stopped.
So say that the Fire Pit Grand Elder was once the closest person to Demi-God in the Fire Pit. Perhaps just one step away, he would have beco one.
Unfortunately, he t Li Shutong, and so his Dao heart was broken…
Thus, the Grand Elder's catchphrase beca "bad luck."
At this mont, Shendai Yunluo seed to think of sothing, and looked towards the Black Swan restaurant. "Chen Sui', who should have been sitting there, was gone.
Xu Linsen also looked thoughtfully, but he didn't think much of it. He knew Arts Society was waiting for an opportunity, and this "opportunity' couldn't be too short.
"A-level against A-level, tonight our fight will surely be magnificent," Shendai Yunluo said slowly: "As a well-known A-level expert, you should also know the principle of kings not eting. Why do you still take the risk?"
"Let's try it and see," Xu Linsen flashed forward again. He leaped high and punched the Horse-Faced Rakshasa in the Face[-], knocking the several-ter-tall Horse-Faced Rakshasa back more than ten ters.
But after this punch, the Bone Girl's blade also went straight for Xu Linsen's vital parts. Shikigami battles were never isolated. Once one was attacked, a chain reaction would occur.
Shendai Yunluo stood on the street, looking at the goose feathers that had just fallen and sighed: "I co here every day to boost your performance, and this is how you trick people into killing …"
Rumble. The streets on both sides of the street were engulfed by the battle, and the walls of rows of buildings were reduced to ruins.
The dazzling holographic neon lights also beca dilapidated. The holographic dancers dancing in front of the bar, because the projection equipnt was damaged, froze in place and flickered.
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…
Just outside the street, hundreds of cars had completely blocked the area. Shendai Yunhe stood quietly outside the street, closing his eyes and resting.
A military officer asked: "Sir, should we go to support Commander Shendai Yunluo?"
Shendai Yunhe didn't even open his eyes: "Wait a little longer."
The officers looked embarrassed. They knew that Shendai Yunhe and Shendai Yunluo had been at odds for a long ti. Shendai Yunhe wanted to use others' hands to kill Commander Yunluo.
Shendai Yunhe didn't care about this matter, but if they were held accountable later, they would probably be hard-pressed to excuse themselves.
After all, Shendai Yunluo was an A-level expert and a strategic resource of the Conglorate. No one wanted to see such a loss, even the ten attendants who disliked Shendai Yunluo didn't want him to be killed like this.
However, without Shendai Yunhe's order, none of them dared to move.
At this mont, Qing Chen was running quickly through the streets, running in the opposite direction of the battlefield.
Arrived.
He walked into a building in District 4 and took the elevator to the top floor. As the elevator ascended into the sky.
After arriving at the top floor, Qing Chen climbed onto the rooftop.
He materialized the black sniper rifle, lay down, and looked through the scope at Shendai Yunhe, who looked like a small black dot.
From the beginning, Qing Chen never intended to kill Shendai Yunluo with Xu Linsen. Compared to Shendai Yunluo, who boosted his performance every day, he wanted to kill Shendai Yunhe even more.
At one point, he thought that Shendai Yunluo's survival might cause even greater trouble for the Shendai Consortium.
Shendai Yunluo's ambition was too great, and the current stratified Shendai could not bear the ambition of this ambitious man.
Qing Chen adjusted his breathing on the rooftop.
He knew that at this mont, all the high-rise buildings within a 2600-ter radius of the battlefield as the center had been ambushed by experts.
He was using Xu Linsen and Shendai Yunluo to lure Shendai Yunhe, and Shendai Yunhe was using him to lure him.
This was a psychological ga. Shendai Yunhe, such a cautious person, suddenly stood motionless within the sniper's field of vision, there must be a reason.
Everyone knew that 2200 ters to 2600 ters was the Daybreak Boss's maximum shooting distance. Shendai Yunhe was cautious by nature, so he might expand the ambush point by another 200 ters.
So Qing Chen chose 2900 ters.
But the problem is that 2900 ters is the ground distance. After climbing to the top of the high-rise building, he overlooked the ground.
Building height: 1100 ters, ground distance: 2900 ters.
According to the Pythagorean theorem, the formula for the length of the hypotenuse of a right-angled triangle: a squared b squared = c squared.
Hypotenuse length, or shooting distance, 3101.6 ters.
This was a distance Qing Chen had never tried before.
Breathe.
Under his thin nostrils, he exhaled thin white mist, which rged with the snow falling from the sky.
The visibility in snowy weather is poor, but many people don't know that there is usually no strong wind during the city's snowy season.
It's as if the wind had blown before the snow fell.
Qing Chen looked at the swaying wine flags on the street and silently calculated.
Wind speed: 15.
Ambient temperature: -5.
The trajectory of the projectile descends from an altitude of 1100 ters to an altitude of 133 ters, with a vertical height of 29 ters.
This shot was definitely not that simple.
At this ti, Qing Chen was at an altitude of 1100 ters, while Shendai Yunhe was on the ground, at an altitude of 133 ters.
Even if the two were at the sa altitude, the bullet would have to shoot into the sky in order to pass through 3100 ters. The bullet would first climb 29 ters, and then descend in a parabolic trajectory.
The trajectory of the bullet is no longer a straight line, this is the reason for the vertical height of the parabola being 29 ters.
And now, he and Shendai Yunhe are at the sa horizontal level, which undoubtedly makes the trajectory calculation more difficult.
Qing Chen's eyes seed to rge with the world.
Breathe.
The past is gone.
The future has co.
The best is now!
Pull the trigger.
At this ti, after a brief recoil, the internal rotating structure of the gun body converted part of the recoil energy into new kinetic energy.
Exerting all its power.
An sp-type discarding sabot armor-piercing projectile spun out. It left the barrel at an initial velocity of 1040 ters per second, carrying a 24-gram tungsten alloy armor-piercing mono-core within its body. It flew over 1900 ters at supersonic speed before its speed began to slowly decrease.
Qing Chen got up and left without looking back.
The person who was shot would hear the gunshot in a few seconds.
Actually, Qing Chen wasn't sure about this shot, but he only had one chance, so he didn't use a tracer bullet to indicate the trajectory.
But this didn't matter anymore, the rest was left to fate.
But the bullet flew through the midnight, through the flying snow, through the flas of Daybreak and Guardians' Union.
Across mountains and rivers.
The bullet flew through the air for more than three seconds, finally falling in an absolutely beautiful parabola.
With a bang, Shendai Yunhe's thigh suddenly burst into blood, but the bullet had already consud most of its kinetic energy during its flight. It was no longer enough to cause fatal damage to an A-level expert.
However.
In an instant, the tungsten core in the shell burst out, and with the remaining kinetic energy, it shattered Shendai Yunhe's thigh bone!
Shendai Yunhe roared: "Where's the sniper?!
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