Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 833 Sharp Pistol

Lin Feng sneered.

"Well, you work for the Tiezhen Imperial Court, right? If that's the case, stop talking nonsense. I'll destroy you all without any complaints."

Dorje Living Buddha solemnly declared, "Mahaprajnaparamita, this is the Eighteen Arhats Formation of Xiga Monastery. Now that you have entered, it will be difficult for you to leave."

Lin Feng slowly stood up and patted his clothes.

"If that's the case, don't blame me for going on a killing spree in this peaceful place."

"It is indeed a strong evil spirit. I need to help the Buddha end this life's bad karma."

"Stop talking nonsense. I think your evil spirit is even stronger than mine."

As Lin Feng spoke, he reached out and took the steel knife that Pei Qiyin handed over, held it in his hand, drew the knife out of its sheath, and let out a clear sound like a dragon's roar.

Lin Feng stroked the blade with his hand and frowned.

"It's not good to dirty my knife."

As he spoke, he put the steel knife back into the sheath and threw it to Pei Qiyin.

"It's still fun to use this."

Pei Qiyin carried the package for him, which contained a pistol, but he never had the chance to use it.

In such a narrow and cramped environment, a pistol is just right.

Lin Feng opened the double-barreled, double-machine gun, saw that it was loaded with live ammunition, and then picked it up in his hand.

"Let's go, follow me to eliminate these evil monks."

As he spoke, monks in red robes appeared at the three doors of the room, holding cow-ear short knives in their hands.

Pei Qiyin held the xiao in his hand, raised it to his lips, but did not blow it.

Her indiscriminate attack will affect Lin Feng's actions.

The wooden-faced man took out a pistol from his back expressionlessly, held it in his hand, and looked to the right with his eyes rolling.

The wrinkles on Living Buddha Doji's face trembled. Suddenly, he opened his hands, spread out his five fingers, and pounced towards Lin Feng.

Although he looks skinny and looks like he could be blown down by a gust of wind, his movements are very fast. Before he even arrives, Lin Feng can feel a strong wind blowing in his face.

Lin Feng did not dodge. He slightly adjusted the direction of the pistol in his hand, with the muzzle facing the rushing Living Buddha Doji.

Lin Feng pulled the trigger with his finger, and a flame came out of the muzzle, accompanied by a loud bang.

Dorje Living Buddha, who pounced from mid-air, felt as if something hit his chest, and there was a suffocating smell of blood.

The skinny body, with arms outstretched, was thrown backwards by the impact and landed on the altar with a bang.

Lin Feng's arms were numb and his ears were buzzing from the shock. He felt that the recoil of this gun was quite large and it was difficult to control for someone with weak hand strength.

The other three red-robed monks stared with terrified eyes as they watched Living Buddha Doji being thrown out in the air. After his body fell over, his chest was covered in blood.

Blood came out of his mouth, his head tilted, and it was obvious that he was not going to survive.

Almost at the same time, the three of them turned their eyes to the short stick in Lin Feng's hand that was still smoking, and they didn't know whether to advance or retreat.

Lin Feng raised his pistol and blew a puff of smoke to his mouth.

"Oh, it's quite strong, but it really works."

Pei Qiyin saw how serious he was pretending to be and just wanted to laugh.

Turning their eyes, they saw three red-robed monks still standing at the door, looking at them stupidly.

"Let's get started. You have to leave sooner or later. If you reincarnate earlier, you can become a living Buddha."

After Lin Feng finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the door he came from.

The wooden-faced man stared warily at the monks on either side.

The red-robed monk who was blocking the door saw Lin Feng coming, gritted his teeth, raised the dagger in his hand, and stepped forward.

However, with a loud bang, the red dress fluttered and flew out of the door like a withered flower.

Lin Feng reached out and took the bullet that Pei Qiyin handed to him, calmly removed the shell from the pistol, and then loaded two shotgun shells.

He stepped out of the house.

He sensed that there was no one ambushing on either side of the door, and the person coming was still more than ten feet away.

There were two gunshots here, and then gunshots rang out one after another in Xiga Temple.

Lin Feng's guards began to clear out the red-robed monks in the temple.

Hundreds of people and hundreds of shotguns fired one after another, like firecrackers, crackling non-stop.

Lin Feng walked calmly forward, passing through low and cramped houses, and gradually, he discovered.

Lost myself.

When we came here, Doji led the way, and he had carefully memorized every house we passed by, but now it seems that every house looks the same.

I turned around and around, but still couldn't find the exit.

Pei Qiyin and Mu Tou Lian also frowned and shook their heads helplessly. It was too weird.

They are not ordinary people and have excellent memory, but they just can't find the right way out.

The gunshots outside were still ringing, and it seemed as if they were right next to my ears, just separated by a wall or a room.

After walking around for a while, the three of them stopped dejectedly.

Pei Qiyin pointed to the roof.

Lin Feng nodded, raised his chin towards the wooden-faced man, and motioned him to go up and take a look.

Wooden Face jumped up hard on the spot, trying to use his body to knock a hole in the roof and then climb onto the roof.

Unexpectedly, the wooden purlins and tiles were very tough, and the wooden face bounced back and fell to the ground, feeling dizzy.

Pei Qiyin was smiling. This kid's movements just now were very cool, but it was a pity that he didn't act well.

Lin Feng frowned. There was no window here, only a door.

There is no place to go up to the roof, and the roof is very solid.

He sighed: "I'm getting confused, Qiyin, you take the lead."

Pei Qiyin couldn't laugh anymore and spread his hands in embarrassment.

"General, I'm lost too. I can't find the way back here."

"Damn, I was a bit careless."

Then he stretched out his hand: "Give me the knife."

There are several round wooden pillars in the house, supporting the four corners of the house. They should be the load-bearing pillars of the house.

"General, are you going to bury us all here?"

"This wall is made of stone. We can't break it down. Only the roof might be able to bring it down."

There was no other way, so Pei Qiyin stopped questioning.

Lin Feng swung his knife at the wooden pillar.

The wood was very good, and the pillars were thicker than an adult's thigh. Lin Feng used five strokes to cut through one of the pillars.

As the wooden pillars broke, one of the four corner supports was missing, and the house began to tilt downward, with a high possibility of collapse.

Wooden Face jumped up again and kicked the beam across the houses, accelerating the collapse.

Although the roof was solid, it was too heavy. Without support, one corner finally tilted down and cracked, revealing a ray of sunlight.

Wooden Face quickly stepped forward and used the pistol in his hand to clean the collapsed corner of the house.

After a while, a hole was made, and a large beam of sunlight came in, making people feel relaxed.

"Let's go out and take a look."

Wooden Face was the first to jump up and leap out of the hole.

Before he could stand firmly, he felt a strong wind blowing towards him. Before he could react, he was hit by a wooden stick, and his body was knocked flying and fell off the roof.

Lin Feng reacted instantly, raised his hand and fired a shot, then took advantage of the situation to rush out.

In front of him was a monk in red robes, who looked to be in his forties or fifties, with a thin body and a dark complexion. He held a wooden stick in his hand and stared at Lin Feng with a sinister look.