Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

The sudden sniper attack sent all the charging bandits scrambling fearfully, diving behind nearby cover.

However, many bandits still failed to find cover in time.

These pirates who didn't find cover in time instantly became Yang Fei's prey.

His old Mauser gun, however, did not affect his precision shooting in the slightest.

With just a few bangs, more than a dozen bandits fell to the ground, wailing.

Bullets pierced their foreheads, blowing out the back of their skulls, and their brains burst out.

This obsessive, almost perverted shooting style is loved by almost every King Sniper.

But Yang Fei did not enjoy it; he simply wanted to use it to deter and drive away the attacking bandits.

Sure enough, after the second round of shooting, the enemy realized the prowess of Yang Fei.

Panic spread like a plague among the bandits.

Yang Fei carried his ragged Mauser gun, impervious to all, firing shot after shot.

He single-handedly suppressed the entire group of charging pirates.

Anyone who showed their head was immediately doomed to a shot to the head.

Even if any part of a body was exposed, Yang Fei could accurately spot it and open fire.

In Yang Fei's hands, the tattered Mauser gun became the scythe of death, unbeatable.

At this moment, Old Carlo snapped out of his shock and wished he could kneel down and pray to God.

"It must be the merciful God who sent such a divine envoy to rescue the Old Caro Caravan."

Old Carlo suddenly dashed out of cover, ordering five or six of his men.

"Charge, kill all the bandits."

Even the five or six armed men were greatly intimidated by Yang Fei's miraculous sniping.

Now, hearing Old Carlo's call, they charged forward with him.

Kelani hid inside the carriage, trembling, suddenly realizing that the enemy's gunfire wasn't surrounding them as he had expected.

Instead, the gunfire of the battle seemed to be moving further away.

He couldn't help but open his eyes wide in confusion and clambered up.

When he looked up, his eyes popped out in shock.

"Damn, this guy is really a sniper!"

At this moment, Yang Fei, leading Old Carlo and a few others, had already dispersed the bandits up ahead.

Six or seven people were relying on the terrain to block the enemies trying to surround them from behind.

Yang Fei was still hitting every shot, resounding with bangs, as if the bullets of the Mauser gun had eyes, specifically targeting people's foreheads.

He could practically take out an enemy with a single shot, and fired at an astonishing speed, blowing up an enemy's head every five seconds on average.

This kind of efficient, precise sniping was no longer warfare; it was execution-style pinpoint killing!

A battlefield sniper like Yang Fei strikes terror into the enemy's military spirit in a most fearsome way.

This group of bandits wasn't an official army; seeing their companions killed one after another by the screaming bullets,

none of them could remain unafraid.

Panic spread like a plague among the bandits, with many pirates collapsing miserably to their deaths.

Yang Fei took down several more bandits but felt it was an unworthy victory, condensed his Qi of Origin Core, and let out a loud shout: "Still not running away?!"

Tiger Roar!

This was the Second Layer of Extreme Tiger's Divine Skill, which Yang Fei wielded with formidable power even before Core Formation, enough to intimidate minds and tear eardrums.

At this moment, Yang Fei's long roar was like a predator at the top of the food chain issuing a warning,

scaring the soul out of all the bandits, even causing their fired bullets to swerve erratically.

Eventually, one bandit couldn't withstand Yang Fei's intimidation any longer, shouted, and turned to flee.

As the saying goes, once one soldier falls, it's a landslide; once one started running, the rest scattered.

And with their leader Red Beard sniped by Yang Fei, without someone to rally them, the remaining bandits fled faster.

Yang Fei stopped in his tracks, but Old Carlo led five or six men in pursuit, shooting down more bandits.

The boastful Kelani also joined the pursuit.

This guy, when out of favor, shrank like a quail in autumn wind.

Now with power, he was as fierce as a vicious dog.

Yang Fei couldn't be bothered with the weak, standing in place, lighting a cigarette, taking a deep drag.

Feeling the spicy sensation of tobacco across his chest, he sighed.

"I wonder how is Professor Mi doing?"

Before long, Old Carlo led the entire caravan's Guard Squad back in triumph.

Old Carlo approached Yang Fei and bowed deeply: "Thank you, sir, for your righteous intervention. Otherwise, we would have been slaughtered by Feng Huo Lian Cheng."

Kelani picked up the Mauser gun from the ground, kissed it, and then bowed deeply to Yang Fei.

"Everyone says I'm a big talker, but I swear I wasn't lying."

"You're simply the legendary King of all weapons; your sniping is as perfect as a Goddess Venus statue."

He hesitated for a moment, then cautiously asked Yang Fei.

"Honorable sir, could you give this Mauser gun to me?"

Yang Fei shook his head: "This Mauser gun is severely damaged and can no longer be used. Be careful of a burst barrel!"

Kelani held the Mauser gun as if it were a treasure, carefully cradling it.

"Sir, I won't use this gun; being used by such a mighty sniper as you is not only an honor for the gun but also for me, Kelani."

"I will keep this gun as a personal collection, passing it down through generations."

Old Carlo laughed heartily: "Kelani, you now have something to brag about for a lifetime with this Old Mauser gun."

Kelani showed a look of indignation on his face.

"How can this be bragging? This is the highest respect and tribute to a hero."

Old Carlo nodded.

"This time, you're not bragging. I wholeheartedly agree with your approach."

Yang Fei nodded: "Since we've driven off the bandits, should we be on our way again?"

Old Carlo nodded: "Yes, honorable sir, but now that you've saved all of us, I'll refund your one million US dollars commission."

"However, the caravan needs some reorganization, so please wait a bit."

Saying this, Old Carlo turned and spoke to Kelani.

"Take this formidable sir to have some rest."

Kelani nodded happily: "Sure, everything is arranged by me."

Seven or eight trucks, two of which were bombed over, their cargo destroyed in the fire, but fortunately there were not many casualties.

Besides one Guard Squad Member dying tragically, no one else had major injuries.

The caravan reorganized for half a day before continuing toward the border checkpoint of Glenf Country.

Before dark, Old Carlo, leading six vehicles, finally reached the border checkpoint.

Yang Fei noticed that possibly due to Alang being at war, this border checkpoint's defense was extremely strict.

Old Carlo and Kelani got out of the vehicles, Kelani casually pocketing two stacks of bills, following Old Carlo to the checkpoint.