Jambudvipa: Starting from the Flesh
Chapter 63

Pistol

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Chen Jin's mind suddenly changed, and he instantly analyzed the seriousness of the situation:

The best way to fight against biological enemies is high temperature.

Protein denaturation and cell structure collapse are obstacles that life cannot overcome.

No matter how powerful the regeneration ability of "Flesh of Vision" is, as long as its basic composition is still biomass, it cannot withstand the attack of extreme heat like some inorganic substances or energy bodies. This is an innate restriction on the inactivation temperature of proteins and other organic substances.

And the "Huodou" in front of us, in this Fire God Temple, is exactly the embodiment of high temperature.

No nonsense, the smoking young man fired it with his finger. The burning cigarette butts shot out like cannonballs and exploded in mid-air. The hot air waves and flying sparks forced Chen Jin to retreat continuously. [Traceless] was suppressed by the field and disturbed by the heat wave as soon as it was activated. The figure disappeared and appeared in the flickering firelight, looking quite embarrassed.

"Tsk, slippery loach." The smoking young man sneered, and two steady flames ignited under his feet. As if he were stepping on hot wheels, his speed increased sharply and he began to swim around Chen Jin.

He didn't get close, he just flicked his fingers, and the burning cigarette butts shot out like a barrage of cannons. Every time they hit the ground or wall, they caused a violent explosion, with fire and debris flying everywhere.

Chen Jin tried to get close. [Past Life] Swordsmanship specialization allowed him to predict the trajectory and parry most direct attacks, but the shock wave and high temperature of the explosion continued to erode him.

Although he avoided direct explosion damage, the terrifying high temperature still penetrated his body, leaving him scorched and giving off the smell of roasted protein.

The attack distance of the sword Separation and Return is too short.

He still likes to use firearms.

He tried several times to use [Traceless] to break through, but the "burning" environmental effect of Fire God Temple was like gangrene in the bones. Some flames always ignited out of thin air on his body when he tried to hide, interrupting his stealth.

"It's useless! You can't hide here!" The smoking young man laughed proudly, and his movement trajectory became more and more erratic.

Chen Jin's eyes were cold, and with a thought, the [Azure Mist Rain] jade pendant in his arms activated.

"Misty Rain!"

In an instant, the pattering hazy mist and rain enveloped the square in front of the temple, fighting fiercely with the hot air, making a "sizzling" sound, evaporating a large amount of white water vapor, and the visibility plummeted.

"It's a small trick!" The smoking young man didn't care. The flames around his body rose and dispersed the water vapor.

However, this misty rain is not for attack, but just to create confusion and block sight.

Chen Jin took the opportunity to try to hide and advance again, but [Traceless] was still restrained by the environment, and the flames that appeared from his body from time to time made the opponent discover his whereabouts.

He even secretly released the spores of [Endless Depletion], but as soon as those tiny life forms left the body, they were instantly burned and inactivated by the surrounding high temperature, making it impossible to get close to them.

The remote area is suppressed, the close area cannot be approached, the concealment is invalid, the spores are ineffective... the situation seems to be in trouble.

The laughter of the smoking young men echoed in the mist, like a cat catching a mouse.

Just when the smoking young man once again threw three cigarette butt bombs, blocking the dodge space around Chen Jin.

Chen Jin stopped all evasive movements, stood quietly in the middle of the rain, mist and firelight, and raised his right hand.

He stretched out his index finger and thumb, made a simple pistol gesture, and pointed it at the smoking young man who was moving at high speed driven by the flames.

Then, he moved his lips slightly and simulated a soft sound:

"Bang."

The smoking young man was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter. "Hahaha! Are you scared? Use your fingers..."

His laughter stopped abruptly.

Because when he clearly saw Chen Jin's right index finger, which was likened to a pistol, its structure was undergoing horrific distortions.

Finger bones are reshaped, muscle fibers are reorganized, and pale white and translucent cartilage and ligaments form a precise trigger and firing pin structure. Inside the "gun body", a miniature, powerfully beating heart is shaped and generated, frantically pumping pressurized blood into the specialized vascular barrel.

"Wha--!"

An imperceptible sound breaking through the air!

Chen Jin's index finger nail shot out at that moment as if it was accelerated by an electromagnetic gun.

"Pfft!"

The smoking young man didn't even have time to dodge effectively, and a bloody hole was instantly penetrated in his left shoulder.

This is a purely physical kinetic energy strike.

"What?!" The smoking young man was in severe pain, shocked and angry.

Chen Jin had an expressionless face, his arms were as steady as a rock, and he aimed his "pistol" again.

"Bang."

"Wha--!"

Shot in the right leg!

"Bang!"

"Wha--!"

The abdomen was penetrated!

Up to 86% firearms specialization gives Chen Jin extraordinary aiming, prediction and shooting rhythm.

Each "nail bullet" accurately hit the smoking young man who was moving at high speed.

The power provided by the miniature heart is extremely powerful, and the speed of the nail at the moment it comes out of the chamber is comparable to a real rifle bullet.

The flames under the smoking young man's feet flashed wildly, trying to evade at a faster speed, but Chen Jin's "gun muzzle" seemed to have predictability, always waiting for him at the most tricky angle.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Continuous shooting sounds (mainly Chen Jin's own dubbing) and the sound of breaking through the air sounded in the rain and fog.

The blood on the smoking young man kept exploding. He tried to intercept it with flames, but the speed of his nails was too fast and the kinetic energy was too concentrated, and it easily penetrated the hastily condensed wall of fire.

He finally realized the fatal threat and roared, condensing the flames all over his body and turning it into a huge fireball in order to make a last ditch effort.

However--

"Bang!"

The last "nail bullet" shot into his mouth the moment he opened his mouth to roar, and penetrated through the back of his head.

The movement of the smoking young man completely froze, and the flame in his pupils flickered violently for a few times before quickly extinguishing.

The flames around him lost their support and swayed away.

With his mouth open and an expression of disbelief, he threw himself forward heavily and fell to the ground, and the light in his eyes quickly dimmed.

[You have obtained the inheritance: Huodou Fire·Flame]

Chen Jin Put down your fingers that have returned to normal, and the new nails are growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He looked at the body of the smoking young man and let out a breath.

Fly a kite in front of me?

Have you ever watched One Piece?

This is a fly restaurant filled with steaming fog. The lights are dim, sewage flows across the street, and human heads open and close in the steamer, creating a gloomy atmosphere.

The headless chef, whose apron was covered in blood, was shivering and did not dare to show his head behind the wine cabinet.

The two men at the table seemed more worthy of fear than that.

The table was filled with beer, and the two of them sat across from each other.

"Is that okay?"

The man poked at the table, the strong smell of alcohol almost becoming a sign.

Sitting opposite him was a man in a suit, who was concentrating on the controller of the red and white machine in his hand, moving his thumb quickly.

Suddenly, the man in the suit stopped his fingers and looked gloomy.

"Tch, it's dead."

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