Dark Cave Dwelling!
It is said that there are dozens of Cave Dwelling, large and small, scattered underground under Rand City.
These Cave Dwelling were all excavated by underground residents, and then became the habitat of Underground Forces.
People living in these Cave Dwelling are usually called people of Cave Dwelling.
The composition of the people of Cave Dwelling is very complex. Homeless wanderers, penniless bankrupts, wanted criminal suspects, gangsters, including pirate spies, are all among them.
There are also some Cave Dwelling people who have lived here for generations. They come to the city through the sewers during the day, rely on begging, stealing, doing part-time work, etc. to earn income, and then sneak back underground at night.
These Cave Dwelling people have no future and cannot see any hope. They are the last survivors who have been completely abandoned by society!
The appearance of Ronan immediately aroused the attention and vigilance of many Cave Dwelling people.
They showed expressions of astonishment and confusion, and many were so frightened that they hid in their mud houses and tents.
But there were also some ferocious-looking guys who gathered around, staring covetously at Ronan who was alone, and looking at him with disgust and hatred!
Because Ronan, who is wearing a standard combat uniform, is the most hostile target of these people!
"My dear sir, are you in the wrong place?"
A bald man with one eye and yellow teeth limped up to Ronan and said in a joking tone, "This is not a place for children to play."
He was teasing Ronan about his youth.
Ronan noticed that the opponent had a short ax and a flintlock gun stuck in his waist.
Although the latter is an antique gunpowder weapon, it can still kill people!
There were more than a dozen people standing behind the bald and lame man, and more and more people were gathering around him.
Undisguised malice rushed towards Ronan!
Ronan calmly took out a few silver coins from his pocket and threw them on the ground. He said in a deep voice, "I don't intend to cause trouble. I just want to find a guide to take me back to the ground."
The bald lame man glanced at the shining silver dollars on the ground, licked his lips and smiled, "Sir, this little money is not enough to hire a guide here."
His eyes became extremely greedy, flashing murderous intent faintly.
Ronan shook his head. "Greed will kill people."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly turned around, instantly grasped the shotgun that was originally on his back, and completed the loading action.
boom! boom!
Accompanied by two deafening roars, two guys holding axes and sneaking up behind Ronan were blasted four or five meters away by the sprayed projectiles.
Their chests were all blown to pieces, and they were too dead to die!
Kaka!
After killing the sneak attacker, Ronan loaded the shotgun again and turned around calmly.
The gun was pointed at the bald lame man. "You think so?"
The bald and lame man couldn't help but change his face, and subconsciously took a few steps back.
Seeing that Ronan was young and alone, he thought he could handle it easily, but he never expected that the latter would be so decisive and ruthless.
The other gangsters also showed fear and did not dare to act rashly for a while.
Ronan said calmly, "I'll say it again, I don't want to cause trouble, let alone kill people. I just need a guide."
In fact, it doesn't matter if he doesn't have a guide. No matter how complicated Rand City's sewer system is, it won't be able to trap him.
But now that they have bumped into each other, Ronan doesn't want these Underground Forces members to think that they are weak and can be bullied.
Under the threat of the shotgun muzzle, the bald lame man's face changed and he stepped back, slowly widening the distance between him and Ronan.
After retreating more than a dozen steps, he suddenly pulled out the flintlock gun from his waist, pointed at Ronan and shouted sternly, "Kill him!"
A desperado like the Bald Cripple is not easily intimidated.
The most important thing is that there are twenty or thirty accomplices behind him and around him. The strength of the crowd naturally makes him evil.
And this guy is also very cunning. He will distance himself and then attack violently.
Because shotguns have a very short range.
As soon as the bald lame man finished speaking, many people immediately rushed towards Ronan from the left and right directions.
Others threw Make a Move axes at him!
Despite their ragged clothes and poor equipment, these guys have quite a lot of combat experience. They swarmed up and had a clear division of labor.
If it were anyone else, facing the siege of so many enemies, he would have to worry about one thing and not the other. Then Ronan was well prepared and pulled the trigger without thinking, sending a gangster rushing towards him flying away.
Bang!
The bald lame man threw himself on the ground and fired another shot at Ronan, but the lead bullet fired from the flintlock gun completely lost its accuracy.
He didn't expect this shot to kill his opponent, so he rolled and crawled towards the nearest earthen house.
boom! boom! boom!
Ronan calmly dodged the hatchet flying towards him, and the shotgun in his hand continued to spray out hot flames, blasting the gangsters one after another into hell.
His shotgun was loaded with a total of eight deer bullets, each of which contained six steel pellets. Although the range was only about 50 meters, it was invincible at close range.
In just a few seconds, six fierce gangsters were terminated.
After emptying the bullets, Ronan dropped the shotgun to the ground and pulled out a revolver.
At this moment, he suddenly felt something in his heart, and out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of the muzzle sticking out of a tent on the right!
Bang!
The next moment, Ronan suddenly jumped forward, rolled to the ground and then jumped up, his whole body flew out like an arrow from a string.
All the bullets fired at him missed.
While breathing, Ronan approached the tent, and the revolver in his hand suddenly became powerful.
Poof!
The bullet penetrated the tarpaulin and accurately hit the gunman hiding inside.
At this time, Cave Dwelling was already in chaos, with countless people running away in fear, and some children helplessly crying for their mothers, as if the end was coming.
The gunfire suddenly became intense.
Gangsters in black appeared in front and behind the house one after another, joining the siege of Ronan.
A fierce melee broke out!
Although in terms of number of people, Ronan alone has an absolute disadvantage.
However, his marksmanship was so accurate that as long as the revolver in his hand ejected a burst of flame, a gangster would fall.
Either a headshot or a gunshot in the chest, almost no one left alive!
Not only that, during the shooting process, Ronan can also flexibly and quickly avoid bullets fired at itself.
Using the densely packed mud houses in Cave Dwelling as a bunker, he played a game of cat and mouse with a group of gangsters and eliminated them one by one. The killing efficiency was astonishingly high.
"Get out of my way!"
Just when the remaining gangsters were feeling timid, a deafening roar suddenly sounded.
boom!
A mud house burst open, and a warrior covered in heavy armor roared towards Ronan holding a battle ax.
Like a tank charging into battle!