MTL - I Became the King of Villains In the Game-Chapter 27 Two guns will tell me the answer

  Chapter 27 Two guns will tell me the answer

   "It's none of our business, boss!"

  A younger brother complained.

   "It was the hyena boss who told us to go, he said that with the 'Crazy Hand', we can definitely take care of those people...

   Most of the seven or eight guards escorted were well-known guys, so it would definitely be a good thing if they were tied up.

   But I didn't expect that the kid who got out of the carriage had a musket, and he killed the hyena boss with one shot! "

   "A musket?"

  The burly man frowned, as if he found that things were a little tricky.

   "It seems that the kid you mentioned has a lot of background, but you can't lose the 'crazy hand'.

  Since there is only one musket, it is not impossible to win. "

  He stood up, took out a pair of iron gloves that were exactly the same as the previous bandit leader, and put them on for himself.

   Fist to fist, making two jingling sounds.

   "Go! Catch up!"

"Walk!"

  When the younger brothers heard the order, they immediately raised the weapons in their hands, as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

   "Don't chase after me, I'm here by myself."

  The bandit leader was preparing to set off with his younger brothers, when he suddenly heard a man's voice.

  He was startled suddenly and looked up.

  I saw a young man walking slowly out of the bushes.

   "Boss! It's him!"

  The little brother next to him recognized Chen Lun and immediately reminded the leader.

  The burly man first looked around, but found no suspicious movement, and then showed a playful smile on his face.

"only you?"

"uh-huh."

  Chen Lun answered casually, and walked towards them slowly.

  The bandit leader's smile became more ferocious and terrifying, and he made a gesture, and the younger brothers around him carried various weapons and surrounded him in a double-team trend.

   "You dare to come here alone, who do you think you are? A hero?"

  He raised his iron fist, squeezed his fingers, and made a crisp metal friction sound.

  Chen Lun drew out the flintlock gun in the holster on his waist, and pointed at the burly leader in front of him.

   "Whoa, whoa...Look, everyone, what is this, a musket!"

  The burly man didn't seem to be afraid at all. He spread his hands and looked at the younger brother beside him.

   "Didn't your mother tell you to stop reading the stories of lonely heroes and just stay at home and drink milk?"

  The younger brothers around laughed loudly, and their eyes were full of excitement and ridicule.

  The people who were imprisoned in the iron cage at the corner of the camp could not help but sigh silently when they saw this scene. At first he thought he was saved, but it turned out to be just a young man with a mind full of being a hero.

   "Why don't you call more people first? You have to come alone to die!"

  One of the men cursed angrily, hammered the iron cage, and muttered ugly words.

   "I appreciate him."

  In another cage sat a fair-haired youth in a peaked hat with a white feather in it, and a dirty cloak.

  A pair of dark green eyes watched the confrontation ahead, and a satisfied expression appeared on his handsome face.

   "It has a bit of my demeanor back then, which is admirable."

   "Shut up! You little boy who only talks big!"

   the man shouted violently.

  The blond young man rolled his eyes, stood up and pointed at the man and cursed back.

   "If you bark again, believe it or not, I went out and punched you twice?"

   "Oh, come on then! Can you be arrested if you don't brag?"

  Other detainees covered their ears one after another, looking speechless, as if they were used to such quarrels.

  Chen Lun, who was confronting the robber, frowned and asked:

   "I'm very interested in the pair of iron fist gloves in your hand, can you tell me where they come from?"

  The bandit leader looked at Chen Lun, his eyes became cold.

   "It seems that you haven't recognized the status quo clearly. Without your guards around, what can you do with a musket?

   One shot at most and we'll catch you and clean you up and sell you on the black market...

   Seeing that you have been well cared for in the greenhouse, with tender skin and tender meat, I believe many buyers will like you! Now…"

  Chen Lun silently took out the second gun.

  The bandit leader's eyes twitched slightly, but he didn't say anything.

   "It's okay, if you don't tell me, Shuanggun will tell me the answer."

  Chen Lun held two flintlock guns, one pointed at the burly man, and the other pointed at the younger brothers around him.

   "Go! Don't be afraid of him! Even if you have two guns, you can only fire two shots! After two shots, he is no longer a threat!"

   When the younger brothers heard it, they rushed forward screaming.

  But as the guns were aimed at them, they took a step back in unison. Having said that, no one wants to be the unlucky guy who gets shot first.

   "Grass! A bunch of trash!"

  The burly man cursed angrily.

  He immediately took the lead, took a big step, and waved his fist at Chen Lun. Seeing this, the other younger brothers rushed forward immediately.

boom!

boom!

  Two gunshots sounded almost simultaneously.

  Two flowers bloom almost at the same time.

  A younger brother fell to the ground with blood spurting from between his eyebrows. Another bullet was blocked by the burly man's iron gauntlet, causing a spark.

   "Come on! He can't shoot anymore! Catch him! I'm going to torture this kid!"

  The burly man looked at the bullet marks on the glove with lingering fear, and roared angrily.

   Bang bang bang!

   Bang bang bang bang!

  A burst of continuous gunshots froze his expression, and then showed an expression of disbelief.

   "What...what's going on?"

   Isn’t a flintlock gun only refill once and fire once! ?

   What the **** is this! ?

   How many shots are there! ?

  I saw the black-haired young man waving his hands quickly and expressionlessly, as if he was playing a beautiful piano piece.

   Stroll, turn around, pull the trigger...

  The two guns in his hands continued to emit flames and smoke, and the younger brothers in front of him screamed and fell down one by one.

   There is no power to fight back, just like a massacre!

  Plop!

   Until the last robber falls.

  Chen Lun looked helplessly at the flintlock gun in his hand, the muzzle was still smoking.

   "Hey... out of ammo."

  The inaudible muttering to himself was heard by the bandit leader, and he suddenly trembled.

"Chance!"

  The burly figure flickered, and charged like a vicious tiger, the iron fist in his hand was raised high, and then smashed down.

  The black metal glove that spewed air waves came straight towards Chen Lun's head!

  Boom!

  The bandit leader looked disbelieving and his eyes widened.

  He lowered his head slowly, and saw that the flintlock was pressing against his left chest, emitting gunpowder smoke.

"you are not…"

   A piercing pain hit him, draining all his strength.

   Then he also followed in the footsteps of his younger brothers, fell to the ground, and died on the spot.

  Chen Lun retracted his gun and knelt down, looking down at the corpse.

   "You lied to me, fool."

  Unfortunately, the bandit leader has lost his hearing.

  【Destroy the bandit camp, D-level task: The poor must be chased to complete! 】

  【Acquire mission rewards: 300 experience points and 500 copper kro. 】

  Chen Lun ignored the reminder box, and directly took off the iron gloves on the corpse, and looked at it carefully.

   "This glove... is 'Crazy Hand'?"

  I originally planned to go back and study that pair, but it turns out that there are ready-made ones here.

  He is very curious about this thing.

  Ordinary people are equipped with equipment, and their combat effectiveness soars. To some extent, it can be regarded as black technology.

  【Crazy Hand-Mechanical Gloves】

  Item Description: The product born after craftsmen parodied a masterpiece.

  Rough craftsmanship leads to the castration of the original precise and powerful functions, and only has the most basic strike amplification effect.

  Of course, you can also use it to serve hot pots and iron basins, at least the heat insulation effect is not bad...

"That's it?"

  Chen Lun suddenly lost interest in it.

  Gauntlets might be a fine weapon for an average man, but they're useless to him.

  Leaving aside the blow boost, it basically has no effect on Chen Lun, who has a strength attribute of 22 points and can reach 24 points with the [Surging Badge].

  As for the additional protective ability, as long as the hand is covered with a layer of scales, it will be several times more durable than this glove.

   On the contrary, wearing it also affects the experience.

  Here we are talking about combat experience.

   Instead, you can consider finding an opportunity to throw it to the shelter for research and get some benefits. I believe they will be happy to equip every investigator with a pair of such gloves.

  There are flintlock guns far away, and iron gloves near, Ba Shi!

  In addition, Chen Lun also saw some tricks in the prompt description, so he wrote down the information.

  He stood up and walked into the camp over the corpses all over the floor.

  This place is very empty, and everything is clear at a glance.

  He went straight to the corner of the camp, and the first thing he noticed was that the seven or eight people imprisoned in the iron cage were looking at him expectantly.

  (end of this chapter)