Chapter 2839: Damn you

The Xiaolou changed and transformed into super weapons, and Chen Huanghe and the others were stunned.
No one thought that the white small building with first-class protection had such super lethality, hiding thousands of shooting holes, which was really powerful.
"boom!"
Countless bullets poured into the yard like rain, the air was heated by numerous ballistics, and the violent night wind sank and suffocated.
That kind of momentum flying all over the sky made everyone's mind tremble, and everyone could feel the devastation.
Although the four believers are holding the barbed wire in their hands and their positions are relatively tricky to each other, they are still inevitable under such dense bullets.
The bullets covered the entire yard, and the barbed wire fragile in front of the dense bullets, like paper, collapsed and shattered.
It can carry one thousand or ten thousand rounds of ammunition, but it cannot carry one hundred thousand or two hundred thousand rounds.
The density of bullets also showed amazing destructive power, not only piercing the armor of the four believers, but also directly rubbing their flesh and blood.
After hundreds of thousands of bullets passed through their positions, they disappeared as if the world had evaporated, and their flesh, bones, and hair were all gone.
Each bullet took away a trace, and hundreds of thousands of bullets were enough to take away their entire bodies and still have vitality.
On the spot, there were only a little blood and fragments of the staff.
"what--"
In the distance, several believers who rushed over to help were also beaten into a pile of minced meat by countless warheads, and then scattered scattered.
In the rain of blood, there were countless warheads passing by.
Tree trunks, rockery and fences are as if they were leveled by a bulldozer, layer by layer tilted and collapsed inside, turning into a soft powder.
The entire manor is extremely tragic!
"Oh my God, what weapon is this?"
Seeing this scene in the surveillance and the sudden widening of his vision, Chen Huanghe was shocked. This blow almost pushed Majia Manor flat.
The bullets plop, and the shooting plops, but 800,000 bullets in one second, that's pretty awesome.
"This is the metal storm system I bought at a high price."
Ma Qingdi looked at the calmness of the screen, his eyes flickered: "800,000 bullets per second, let alone people, tanks can be broken into pieces."
Chen Huanghe was taken aback for a moment, and then nodded. Of course he knew Metal Storm, which was the world's most sophisticated weapon invented by Australian Orville.
The weapon has no traditional mechanical operating parts, and is mainly composed of a barrel with ammunition, an electronic pulse ignition node, and an electronic control processor.
This thing can fire 20,000 rounds of special weapons in one second, and this technology can be used on any weapon.
Chen Huanghe had been in contact with this inventor, but he wanted to buy one hundred million dollars but was rejected. He didn't expect to be secretly bought by Emperor Ma Qing.
It has also been improved and improved, turning a single barrel from 20,000 rounds of bullets into 800,000 rounds of bullets in a small building, which is powerful.
"Great!"
Chen Huanghe was relieved: "No matter how powerful Pharaoh is, he is still a flesh and blood body. I am afraid that so many bullets have turned into a pile of scum."
"He is dead, and we can comfort Ye Shao."
Chen Huanghe felt sad, Ye Tianlong was dead, which greatly affected his interests, but thinking of Emperor Ma Qing, his emotions recovered a lot.
Emperor Ma Qing can kill even Pharaoh, and his future will not be worse than that of Ye Tianlong in the past. As long as he hugs his thighs, he has a boundless future.
Emperor Ma Qing waved his finger: "Guard, follow me out to see what Pharaoh's death looks like."
"Young Master Ma, don't go out."
Chen Huanghe spoke out and blocked: "Although Pharaoh may be broken, but what if he survives? Wouldn't it be dangerous for us to go out?"
"After all, the dying Ten-Rank is terrible."
He made a suggestion: "It's better to continue hiding here and wait until the big troops arrive."
Emperor Ma Qing flicked the cigarette of his finger and glanced at Chen Huanghe: "You also said that Pharaoh is a man or a god.
"Moreover, the strength of the small building cannot be separated from 800,000 rounds of bullets. Now that all the bullets have been hit, this small building is very fragile and will collapse at any time."
"We don't leave here. If the small building is smashed down, we will probably be buried alive."
After speaking, he went out with seventy-two guards to confirm the final death of Pharaoh.
Chen Huanghe looked up at the shaky ceiling, and then hurried out with a pipe in his mouth.
The yard was completely silent, except for the light in the small building, there was no light flickering, and it was all pushed flat by bullets.
That feeling is like a knife that cuts Majia Garden in half like tofu.
The Majia Guards searched through the carpet with their guns, looking at the traces of the believers and the pharaoh, and soon they found the staff that had become fragments.
"These are dead, no bones left..."
After a Majia guard scanned the ground, he came to a corner of a damaged rockery and saw three bodies superimposed, all of which were members of the Ma family.
He subconsciously pulled down his companion's body.
"Wow--"
With this pull, the corpse instantly shattered and turned into a pile of shredded wood, obviously also shattered by bullets.
"Wow--"
When the Majia Guards retreated with a fright, they saw the two corpses underneath also exploded and shattered, and the flesh and blood crackled and shot outside.
When the Majia Guards subconsciously lowered their heads to evade, another person suddenly bounced from below, like a goshawk, ejecting into the air.
Ma Qingdi's face changed drastically and roared, "Be careful!"
"Swish—"
Before the Majia Guards could respond, the opponent raised his hands, dozens of warheads shot out, and directly overturned the Majia Guards who were holding guns in front.
Many warheads continued to break after hitting one person, knocking over the others.
"Swish—"
Chen Huanghe subconsciously shouted: "Pharaoh?"
The one who shot is the pharaoh who survived a catastrophe.
Pharaoh didn't have a staff in his hand, and his clothes were a bit torn, especially the cheek wrapped on the left side, which seemed to have been bleeding from the bullet.
Pharaoh looked very embarrassed, but his killing intent continued unabated.
"kill!"
When the blow succeeded, Pharaoh roared, grabbed a saber in his hand, slashed and slashed.
Suddenly, more than a dozen Majia elite were killed by the Pharaoh on the spot, and a strong breath immediately flowed in the air.
The shouts of anger, the clash of weapons, the explosion of vigorous clashes, and the sound of the body falling, everything became messy.
"Dangdangdang—"
The Pharaoh was like a rainbow, slaying directly from the front to the back, cutting down all the Majia guards that were blocking him.
Screaming all the way, blood everywhere, in a blink of an eye, almost all of the 72 guards fell.
Pharaoh also stood in front of Emperor Ma Qing.
Angry flames!
"Damn you!"
The voice was like a resentful soul from Jiuyou Hell, full of evil spirits.