We'll Pay Double
Zhang Xuezhou, wielding a sniper rifle, was undoubtedly an anomaly.
But no one can underestimate Zhang Xuezhou.
This was not only because of Zhang Xuezhou's ability to withstand attacks, but also because he used the Zhang Xuezhou rifle like a pistol, firing seven shots in quick succession at close range.
Of the seven shots fired, only two missed.
Five Sequence Holder wailing on the ground, including members of the Montes Lineage and members of the rebels.
The high accuracy of this type of shooting terrified many people, and some repeatedly spoke up, indicating that they were on the same side and should not aim incorrectly and injure someone.
"As long as you can hit Clark and make a sound, I can locate her and hit her by sound!"
"How about the sound of swords clashing?"
"This kind of sound can easily harm our own people!"
Zhang Xuezhou was hit several times. After he was knocked away and lay on the ground for a few seconds, fewer people started hitting him. The crowd was not only fighting in chaos, but also killing many people who were focused on Montessler and Clark.
The underground complex, less than 1,000 square meters in size, housed far more people than Zhang Xuezhou had imagined.
This was not a clash between a few people, but a fight involving at least dozens or even hundreds of people in this arena, resulting in a highly chaotic situation.
Zhang Xuezhou wasn't the only one using guns here; there were also those who fired indiscriminately and were killed first, preventing stray bullets from having an impact.
After being knocked down deep in the enemy territory, it took Zhang Xuezhou several seconds to barely make out the general layout of the area.
Montes Steel and Clark clearly intended to leverage their advantage in the Seventh Sequence resistance layer, using burning flames and poison gas to influence others and achieve victory against overwhelming odds. Meanwhile, the high- Sequence Holder rebels had no way out; at this point, only a life-or-death struggle remained.
"Kill!"
Zhang Xuezhou was capable of injuring Montessler, was clearly a major threat.
Zhang Xuezhou had only adjusted his position for a little over ten seconds when a soft shout came from above him again.
As Zhang Xuezhou raised the sniper rifle and fired a shot at the ceiling, he felt a chill on his head, followed by a warm sensation on his face.
"It's you?"
The knife that had been aimed at the head was now turned towards the neck.
As usual, instead of severing Zhang Xuezhou's neck, the knife sliced through the breathing mask covering Zhang Xuezhou's face.
A face that was both unfamiliar and familiar appeared. Disbelief flashed in Montes Clark's eyes as he drew his knife. He then swung his knife and kicked Zhang Xuezhou away.
"You actually invited Sequence Holder from the Scarlet Alliance State!"
Montes Clark slashed repeatedly with his swift blade, his mind completely in turmoil.
Montessler led a delegation to the Scarlet Alliance State for assistance, but the Airbus plane crashed during takeoff, destroying the pre-arranged payment.
Although Montessler eventually arrived in Western Capital City, the outcome of his plea for help was predictable, and Li Yingbo and the others who sought help also demanded an unacceptably high price.
The negotiations ultimately fell through, and Montes Clark hadn't expected the rebel group to bring in Scarlet Alliance State.
The face hidden in the smoke was young, too young for Sequence Holder to appear in this kind of situation, but Montes Clark had seen this face before.
Not only had Montes Arthur mentioned the other person, but she had also seen Zhang Xuezhou with Ren Yisheng at the airport.
Montes Clark was not familiar with Zhang Xuezhou, but he did not seem like a stranger.
But even more important is the person standing behind Zhang Xuezhou.
If Badun wasn't there, the other side would be an opponent they would find difficult to resist.
"Whatever price Orro offered you, we'll pay double!"
After three more unsuccessful strikes, Montes Clark stopped pursuing and instead called for reinforcements.
Clark has spoken!
A voice spoke with surprise from within the smoke, prompting Zhang Xuezhou to spit in response.
He was kicked more than ten meters away by Montes Clark again. Even if he heard the sound clearly, it was useless. After all, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't aim and shoot after being kicked away.
After a tumble and landing, Zhang Xuezhou felt two more blows to his body.
This made him unable to resist firing a shot in return.
A scream of agony rang out from the thick smoke, causing the other side in the battle to quickly jump away.
"Ren Yisheng, we'll pay double the price!"
Montes Clark shouted from a distance, followed by a rapid stomping along the wall.
"You shouldn't interfere in the internal affairs of our Aomeijia Alliance; this is our own domestic matter!" Montes Clark exclaimed. "What you're doing violates the rules of the Alliance Island!"
"What Ren Yisheng? Ren Yisheng is in Brampada too?"
Someone asked a question, but the number of people chasing after Montes Clark was no less.
In this underground space, the rebels and Montes Lineage members did not indiscriminately distinguish friend from foe; many people had glowing markings on their clothes and trousers, markings that clearly distinguished friend from foe.
The number of these signs was limited, and many people didn't find any special reinforcements at all, let alone see Ren Yisheng.
"This woman has gone mad; she's started talking nonsense!"
Zhang Xuezhou imitated a Hebrew voice and cursed, then quickly urged everyone on.
"Give it your all, I'm sure I can hit her!"
"Zhang Xuezhou, why do you insist on killing me?"
Montes Clark called out to Ren Yisheng but received no response. She then tried to recall Zhang Xuezhou's name from her memory and called out again.
"What nonsense are you spouting? What Zhang and Ren stuff!"
Zhang Xuezhou cursed, then raised his sniper rifle and fired a shot in the direction of the sound.
A muffled groan was heard, and another person collapsed to the ground.
"Get out of my way!"
Zhang Xuezhou didn't know who had been shot, but the muffled groan definitely wasn't from Montes Clark.
"It's too difficult to cooperate with you guys. You keep killing Clark, I'm going after Steelham!"
After repeated unsuccessful shots, Zhang Xuezhou could only utter a single sentence before continuing to advance along the edge of the wall.
"Gang Hao recovered too quickly after taking a bullet. He's holding this passage; the terrain is extremely inconvenient for him to attack!"
After walking several dozen meters through the thick smoke, one of the Sequence Holder responsible for attacking Montes Steel spoke up, and Human Dynasty the passage.
The muffled explosions and the thuds of shrapnel piercing the walls filled the air.
This kind of explosion was clearly of little use to Montes Steel.
Although Montes Steelbeam repeatedly tried to replace Zhou Xin's position but failed each time, as long as Zhou Xin was not present, Montes Steelbeam was a humanoid monster to many Sequence Holder, whose body was impervious to swords and blades.
The biggest drawback of Montes Steel is its speed, which is a common problem for body cultivators. The consequence of a bulky body is a slowdown in speed.
This is almost the opposite of Montes Clark's characteristic of being good at swift strikes.
When Zhang Xuezhou found his way to the passage, he immediately spotted Montes Steel Spear, which was flung out with a handful of steel nails.
The Halt Warfare Formula was still wrapped around his body. Zhang Xuezhou showed no fear of the inch-long steel nails that shot towards him. When the four steel nails forced him to stagger back several steps, Zhang Xuezhou also fired two shots.
"You son of a bitch, Teshbril, all you know how to do is shoot me in the back!"
Montes, who had been shot twice, couldn't help but curse.
The bodies of the Sequence Holder are far stronger than those of ordinary people, but Zhang Xuezhou's shot could sever the thigh of Sixth Sequence, and such a bullet would inevitably cause damage to him as well.
Pale yellow bumps appeared all over his body, and a thick layer of goosebumps rose on Montessler's face.
From a surprise attack to a defensive battle, Montes's fate was inextricably linked to Zhang Xuezhou's first shot.
He was shot twice more. He glanced at the blood flowing from his thigh and arm, then at the pointed bullets falling to the ground. He could no longer hold back his defensive counterattack. Gene Power surged throughout his body, and he lunged forward, lunging at the figure who was retreating with a gun.