On the other side.
Zhang Wei's dual pistols fired, the rapid "da da da" of bullets creating an illusion of a Gatling gun.
The ghost leader's expression changed. It couldn't dodge, being too close to Zhang Wei. It could only cross its arms to block in front of itself, and like Zhang Wei, condense its ghostly energy into a large shield to resist the bullets.
Instantly.
Gunfire erupted, bullets rained down like a dense storm, striking the ghostly energy shield with a "ding ding dang dang" sound that echoed through the area. The shield, as if struck by a heavy blow, developed bullet holes and, in less than a blink, showed cracks.
However, this brief moment allowed the ghost leader to retreat and create distance from Zhang Wei.
Regarding this.
Zhang Wei paid it no mind. He casually tossed the dual pistols in his hands upwards. His gaze swept over them, and with a surge of light, the pistols transformed into two Thompson submachine guns.
The next second.
Zhang Wei caught the falling Thompson submachine guns and turned to spray the surrounding ghosts.
"Ah!!!"
"Help!"
"No—"
The surrounding ghosts couldn't react in time, caught in the torrent of bullets. Their bodies shuddered as if shaking their shoulders, bullet holes appearing all over them. They tilted their heads back and fell to the ground, dead.
[Ding! The ghosts died with their eyes open... Are we really in the Stolen Country? Why do I feel like I'm fighting the Italian Mafia in my past life?]
[Host has gained System Points +520]
Watching the slain ghosts, the surrounding ghosts were stunned:
[Ding! The ghosts are dazed... Are we still in Italy? Isn't this a Mafia shootout?!]
[Host has gained System Points +530]
This scene.
Felt familiar to many ghosts, and even the ghost leader was momentarily stunned, as if dreaming of the past, the era when the Mafia was prevalent in Italy, and gang wars between Mafia families were just like this.
However.
The ghost leader had no time to marvel. Zhang Wei's ghost-exorcising art was very much like the Mafia. It watched its subordinates fall, its eyes widening in fury as it roared:
"Stop!"
As it spoke.
The ghost leader charged forward, grabbing the blood-red greatsword Zhang Wei had previously thrown. Although it didn't know how Zhang Wei turned his subordinates into weapons, its own weapon, condensed from ghostly energy, was no match for Zhang Wei's.
*Ching!*
Zhang Wei dodged to the side as the ghost leader's sword descended, the blade grazing his face.
At the same moment.
Zhang Wei twisted his wrists, and the Thompson submachine guns in his hands transformed back into gold and silver pistols as his wrists rotated.
Then.
Zhang Wei began firing, the bullets striking the blood-red greatsword that continued to hack at him. He then turned to Lu Lianxue with a smile:
"Little Xue, let me show you a bit of gun-fu."
Immediately after.
A scene, as if from a movie or anime, of pistols dueling with a cold weapon longsword, unfolded with Zhang Wei. Wielding his dual pistols, he fired at the blood-red greatsword, blocking the ghost leader's slashes, while also seizing opportunities to shoot at the ghost leader.
During this.
Zhang Wei crossed his hands, forming an X with his pistols, using the gun barrels to block the powerful downward slashes of the greatsword, fully displaying his gun-fu.
Gunshots rang out continuously.
The sharp sounds of the greatsword's slashes intertwined.
The clanging of bullets colliding with the greatsword echoed.
This scene.
The ghosts watched in a daze, while Lu Lianxue and the others were stunned in place. Lu Lianxue, in particular, her beautiful eyes full of light:
"Is this the birthday gift Zhang Wei prepared for me? A ghost-exorcising art I've never seen before, and that fighting style. So, ghost-exorcising can be this spectacular."
She was captivated.
Not only by Zhang Wei's ghost-exorcising "performance" but also moved by Zhang Wei's thoughtful preparation. She was certain that everything that happened today would become an unforgettable memory for Lu Lianxue, the best birthday gift she had ever received since birth.
On the other side.
Zhang Chao and Wu Nian were also putting on a spectacular show.
"Good heavens, gun-fu! Damn, this ghost-exorcising art, I really want to learn it. This is way cooler than Maoshan techniques, damn it. Is this Zhang Wei's true ghost-exorcising ability? Damn! Wu Nian, did you see that? That move Zhang Wei just did was so cool!"
Zhang Chao exclaimed, his face filled with undisguised amazement:
"Damn, Zhang Wei kept this hidden so well."
Wu Nian nodded upon hearing this. His handsome face, no longer expressionless, showed surprise and wonder. He clasped his hands together and murmured:
"Amitabha, Zhang Wei's ghost-exorcising art has truly opened my eyes. So... guns can be used like this."
As he spoke.
Wu Nian's gaze fell upon the pistols in Zhang Wei's hands, his mind filled with how Zhang Wei used gun-fu. After watching for a while, Wu Nian suddenly blurted out:
"I feel like... if I tell my senior and junior brothers what I saw today, they'll be overjoyed."
"And you? Hehe, are you overjoyed too? I heard that after you came out of seclusion this time, you completed a ghost-exorcising mission using a Gatling gun."
As Zhang Chao spoke.
Wu Nian coughed lightly, clasped his hands together, and said:
"This humble monk was merely curious to test the efficacy of the Gatling gun. My last trip to the Northeast, I've been researching the Gatling gun. Although it goes against the Buddha's teachings, it is still a trump card. As for... Zhang Wei's current 'birthday performance,' Amitabha, this humble monk has certainly learned a lot."
As he finished speaking.
Zhang Chao was about to say something when he suddenly caught sight of Wu Nian, who, with his hands clasped together, was now holding a mobile phone. While keeping his hands clasped, he was recording with the phone.
"Damn! Wu Nian, you sly fox, you're planning to steal his technique! No, I want some too. After you're done filming, send me a copy."
Lu Lianxue also overheard and quickly looked over, saying:
"I want a copy too."
This was Zhang Wei's birthday gift to her. She had been too engrossed in watching to notice, but she definitely didn't want to miss a video of this birthday gift. She wanted to cherish it properly.
On the other side.
While Zhang Chao and the others watched with great interest, Zhang Wei was also fighting with gusto.
The birthday gift he had prepared for Lu Lianxue was something he had conceived over two nights. To his surprise, after performing it, he found it quite suited him, almost like his own exclusive ghost-exorcising art.
"As long as there are enough ghosts, my ghost-exorcising art feels invincible."
Zhang Wei thought to himself, firing another shot from his pistol.
At the same time.
Seeing that the bullet magazines he had transformed into were all used up, he couldn't help but discard the pistols in his hands and casually looked at a ghost in the distance, saying:
"Sword, come!"
The next moment.
That ghost's body involuntarily flew towards Zhang Wei, transforming into a bronze greatsword. Zhang Wei raised the sword and clashed it against the ghost leader's blood-red greatsword. Centered on them, a blast wave as powerful as a Category 10 typhoon erupted.
At this very moment.
[Ding! Ghost leader... Wait, this ghost exorcist's words sound like Chinese?! He's not a Stolen Country ghost exorcist, but from Great Xia?! A young ghost exorcist at the half-step Zhenguo level, holy crap, it's him! It's Zhang Wei!]
[Host has gained System Points +540]
[Special Reward Triggered]
[Host has obtained a one-time special skill card - Upgrade]
[‘Upgrade’: Can upgrade any magical artifact by one major level.]
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