End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

Russell glanced at Smith from the corner of his eye to confirm that the other party hadn't transformed into a super carrot man. With doubts, he started the double draw and got a character card and an item card.

[Character card: Smith (the person who can defy the sky by giving a carrot)]

[Item Card: Carrot (eating more vegetables is good for physical and mental health)]

Looking at the character cards issued, Russell's fear of insufficient firepower has faded a lot. He is still in the stage of exploring the cheating system, and he has come to two conclusions.

First, skill cards and item cards are far less powerful than character cards. The subway police and Swart have never let him down.

Second, just look at the system's notes on the card, and it cannot be used as a reference. For example, the character card of Smith, without knowing Smith, according to the system's notes, ghosts know how capable he is.

Looking at Smith who was still full of thoughts, Russell silently used the 'Item Card: Carrot' and took out one from his arms again. He first took a bite of the carrot himself to confirm that the carrot had no blood recovery effect, and then handed the remaining half to Smith.

Smith didn't dislike being bitten by Russell, and he gnawed the carrot clean. With him chatting with him, Russell's sleepiness eased, and he started chatting while driving on the road.

Seeing the M1911 pistol and magazines that Russell prepared for him, Smith was not polite, put them in his arms, and told what he did on the plane.

Russell looked confused: "So, you killed the congressman who is running for president next Monday?"

Smith took it for granted: "Yes, he is more valuable dead than alive."

"But after all, he is a member of parliament, or the person who is most likely to become the president. Wouldn't you get into big trouble if you killed him?"

"It's not a big problem. Congressman Rutledge has too much scandal. If we really want to thoroughly investigate the cause of his death, a lot of political scandals will be exposed. Think about it, if the people know that the congressman they support is a duplicity and hypocrite. Banning guns, but secretly cooperating with weapon companies, what will happen?"

Russell was speechless suddenly, because the national conditions were different, and he didn't know how to answer.

Smith gave the answer: "The people will march in front of the White House, the government will be in a state of desperation, its credibility will be at a freezing point, and the rest of the candidates for the presidency will be implicated. None of this group is clean, and they will desperately conceal the truth about Rutledge's death. , and maybe tonight we'll see news reports that Rutledge died of a heart attack."

Russell thought for a while: "What if the truth is exposed by reporters who are not afraid of death?"

"Is there such a powerful reporter?"

"if!"

Smith said with emotion: "The gun ban bill will be put on the foreground, I hope it will become like this!"

Russell shook his head. It is impossible for the United States to ban guns in this country. There have been repeated gun ban bills, but the result is that gun sales are rising steadily. The more violent the ban on guns, the better the arms company's business, which stunned other countries watching the excitement.

While chatting, Russell suddenly frowned, and a car followed them in the rearview mirror for a while. At first, Russell thought it happened to be on the way, but he didn't realize it was wrong until the other party kept the same speed and hung far away.

Smith also glanced at the rearview mirror, and silently exchanged glances with Russell. The two nodded in unison. The highway intersection ahead turned crookedly, and Ford drove towards the nearest town.

"Why do people still come to us? Didn't you say they would hide the truth about the death of the congressman?"

Smith shrugged. "We're insiders, aren't we?"

Russell was dumbfounded. This is indeed the truth. He, Smith, and Quintana were all insiders, and the most powerful evidence was held in Quintana's arms. The baby has the same DNA as Senator Rutledge, and as long as the baby's identity is revealed, the truth of the matter will come to light.

Smith was a little fidgety: "Who do you think it will be, the CIA or the Hammerson Arms Company?"

If Hammerson Arms,

Although he is a tycoon in the arms industry, Smith is not helpless, but if it is the CIA, he can only leave the United States to live in other countries.

"You'll know if you take a look..." Looking at the car following in the rearview mirror, Russell hurriedly turned the steering wheel and rushed into the rugged mountain road beside him.

...

Half an hour later, more than ten cars arrived one after another, and a total of 70 gunmen got out of the cars, led by the short leader and the major shareholder of the Hammerson Arms Company.

The short leader looked angrily at the empty Ford, and pulled out a military dog ​​to search the forest. He hated Smith so much that he wouldn't sleep well if he didn't kill him himself.

In fact, Smith would like to thank the short leader and the major shareholder. Through their huge background relationship, the two suppressed the truth about the death of Congressman Rutledge. The congressman did not die from an assassination, but because of a plane crash, and even the body could not be found. arrive.

For the short leader and major shareholder, the four Smiths are the last insiders. If they are killed, their crimes will never come to the surface.

Having seen Smith's marksmanship, the major shareholder had no idea of ​​going hunting in the mountains, and let the short leader lead the team, while he was surrounded in a bulletproof car waiting for good news.

70 well-armed gunmen, all of whom were veterans, rounded up four people with military dogs, two of whom were prostitutes and babies who had no combat effectiveness. This wave should be stable!

Soon, gunshots rang out in the forest. The major shareholder was sitting in the car, smoking a cigar with the sunroof open, with a glass of red wine in his hand, feeling extremely comfortable. The death of Congressman Rutledge is a good thing. Without the gun ban bill, his assets will only increase.

In the grass where no one was paying attention, Russell squinted his dead fish eyes and looked at the luxury armored car where the major shareholder was. According to his battle plan with Smith, Smith dealt with the gunman, and he protected Quintana and the baby.

So, after wandering around in the forest, he took Quintana and the baby and drove away secretly, never expecting to meet the mastermind here. Let Quintana and the baby hide away. He is going to kill the major shareholder here. This opportunity is rare, and it will be even more difficult if he misses this time.

Russell has never met the major shareholder of Hammerson Arms, and doesn't know his identity, but it doesn't matter if he doesn't know, the system knows!

[The host contacts the plot character Hammerson, which triggers the lottery. Do you want to draw now? 】

This system is still useful!

Russell meditated to draw and obtained an item card.

[Item card: bank card (500,000 dollars inside, anonymous, no report of loss, no cash withdrawal, although there are many restrictions, but the taste of Franklin is still so intoxicating)]

A useless card, Russell glanced at it and ignored it, and swept his eyes to keep all the gunners' positions firmly in mind. Including major shareholders, there are a total of 18 people, ranging from pistols, rifles, submachine guns, to shotguns, and his M9 has 15 rounds of bullets and two clips.

Russell squatted in the grass, calculating how to kill this group of people, and finally found that it was completely impossible by himself.

The gunshots in the forest intensified, and dogs could be heard barking from time to time. Russell glanced at Smith's character card, and after thinking about it, he was reluctant to use it.

"System, use 'Skill Card: Bullet Time'!"

[The host is equipped with 'Skill Card: Bullet Time', this card is a one-time skill card! 】

In an instant, Russell felt his heart beating extremely fast, and everything around him slowed down. His perception has become extremely clear, the skin can easily detect the flow of wind speed, and the sounds heard in his ears are also quickly analyzed and organized by the brain, and fed back into concise and clear messages.

A feeling of omnipotence sprouted in his heart, following this feeling, Russell jumped out of the grass suddenly, the M9 in his hand flashed in front of him, and bullets roared out from the muzzle of the gun.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Bang——

Russell saw the mist generated at the moment when the bullet was ejected from the chamber, and he could also feel the trajectory of the bullet. realism.

After finishing half of the magazine, Russell directly unloaded the magazine and replaced it with a full one. Only then did the gunmen on the other side react. Looking at the bodies of their dead companions, they squatted down one by one, hiding their bodies behind the car.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Bang————

Russell raised his gun and fired again. This time he shot and swung his arm violently. The moment the bullet came out of the chamber, its trajectory became extremely flexible.

The arcing bullets hit the shooters' bodies from the side. After firing 15 rounds, Russell felt his heartbeat return to normal. Unable to adapt to the sudden change in his senses, he felt dizzy for a moment, lowered his head and buried himself in the grass beside him, panting heavily while hiding behind the big tree.

All 17 gunmen were shot, most of them were killed by one shot, and a few were shot and survived. During the time when Russell was panting, he fainted one after another.

The major shareholder watched this scene, and the red wine in his hand was almost spilled. Sitting in the back row, he was about to climb into the driver's seat, when he suddenly remembered that he was in a bulletproof car, and sat back with a smile.

My car is not even afraid of landmines, but would it be afraid of a small pistol?

After resting, Russell walked out of the bushes, shot a few bullets at the surviving gunmen one by one, and then came to the bulletproof car, looking at the extremely arrogant major shareholder in the window, he really didn't know what to say to the other party .

The major shareholder shook the red wine, respected Russell from a distance through the car window, and drank it with his head raised.

Russell didn't speak, he took out a grenade from behind his butt, pulled off the ring and threw it in through the sunroof on the bulletproof car roof, directly smashing the wine glass in the hands of the major shareholder.

Major shareholder: "..."

MMP, who opened the sunroof?

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