CHAPTER 1622: CHAPTER 698: THANKS FOR THE GIFT OF NATURE!

"Is there anything else?"

Lu Changming frowned deeply. He believed his intelligence wasn’t lacking and his thinking was meticulous enough. But why, when he was with these people, was it never enough?

It was actually a lack of intelligence and experience.

Lu Changming was utterly ignorant of God’s ruins, naturally making it impossible to respond correctly. So in the God Hunter Circle, people like Lin Baici, who purified a God’s ruins purely as newcomers without any guidance from God Hunters, were considered absolute geniuses.

"That butcher hasn’t been killed yet!"

Gu Qingqiu complained, "Letting me hide in the sheep pen and flip straw, it must die!"

Besides this, killing that goat-headed butcher might drop something like meteorite or taboo things as loot, definitely worth a fight.

"Will there be danger?"

Grey mother worried.

"You’re underestimating Lord Lin’s courage too much!"

San Miyairi actually intended to suggest Lin Baici go for a fight: "What’s more, now that he has a shotgun, he’ll definitely need to find a target to try it out!"

"Wait here for me; I’ll be back soon!"

Lin Baici while playing with the Lamb Shotgun, quickly getting familiar with it, walked towards the sheep pen.

Even without Gu Qingqiu’s suggestion, Lin Baici would still go for a shot.

This was the God’s ruins radiated by gods, all full of treasures.

"How could such a thing be without me?"

Gu Qingqiu followed.

"Count me in!"

San Miyairi hurried over with small steps, catching up with Lin Baici, casually taking his arm.

"Red Medicine, let’s go too!"

Hua Yue Yu pulled Xia Hongyao along to run over.

The others watched the situation and could only follow suit.

Lu Changming watched Lin Baici being surrounded by several beauties, looking exactly like a life winner, making him envy to no end; then looking at himself, couldn’t even protect his mistress or female secretary.

Really damn rubbish!

Lu Changming prided himself as a dragon among men, once standing at the pinnacle of the internet, but in this kind of God’s ruins, was weak and powerless just like an ant.

...

In a courtyard, Holkina crouched at the wall, only showing her two eyes, observing the situation over by Lin Baici.

"How’s the battle going?"

Walker lit a cigarette; as soon as they heard the sounds of battle, they immediately snuck over, planning to see if they could reap any benefits.

"The battle’s over; that Jiuzhou man killed that wolf-headed monster."

Holkina envied: "Even took its shotgun!"

"What?"

Walker felt shocked, immediately crouching on the wall, grabbing a telescope, seeing Lin Baici playing with the shotgun. He felt envious: "F***, this guy’s luck is simply too good!"

"It’s not luck, it’s skill!"

Holkina corrected.

"If I found that piece of goatskin, I could have killed the wolf-headed boss too!"

Walker felt aggrieved.

"Walker, since you became the Crown Prince Candidate, you’ve been a bit arrogant!"

Holkina reprimanded: "If it wasn’t for Lin Baici, although we could also purify these rule pollutions, it wouldn’t be as easy as it is now!"

Walker remained silent.

Indeed, Lin Baici’s performance was impeccable, which was why Walker didn’t dare to cause trouble. If Lin Baici was even a bit weaker, he would’ve already enslaved him, used him as cannon fodder.

"Lin Baici’s group has already started guarding against us, better be careful!"

Holkina regretted not going out; after hearing the gunshots, she should have gone to support immediately.

"Don’t be too disheartened; since the God’s bones are yet unfound, it’s still uncertain who will win!"

Walker gritted his teeth: "We still have chances to counterattack!"

Holkina’s face appeared grave.

Counterattack?

Was she seeking death?

Walker watched Lin Baici moving away with the shotgun, that taboo item was certainly a high-grade, and he wanted it.

...

On the threshing floor, in front of the sheep pen.

Beside the stonemill, several tens of processed sheep corpses were hanging on the frame.

Among them, the three obviously human-shaped dead bodies made everyone recall the fear of being dominated by the goat-headed butcher earlier, starting to sweat coldly again.

"Sister Fish, should we wait here?"

Hiding behind a straw stack at the edge of the threshing floor, Grey mother didn’t want to move: "Too many people going up might slow down God Lin!"

"Wait here, then!"

Lin Baici didn’t throw away the sheepskin he just peeled off; he originally planned to wear it and sneak into the sheep pen, waiting for the goat-headed butcher to come in, then shut the door, shoot, and capture it like catching a turtle in a jar. But thinking that he had a shotgun with him, such a timid tactic seemed overly cowardly?

Thus, Lin Baici wrapped the shotgun with the sheepskin, waited for the goat-headed butcher and its apprentices to re-enter the sheep pen, and swiftly walked toward the stonemill.

As the butcher and its apprentices emerged, Lin Baici was already less than thirty meters away from the stonemill.

Their gazes met.

The goat-headed butcher saw Lin Baici, visibly stunned, then tossed the live sheep at the apprentices, itself wielding a pig-killing knife, charging towards the human.

Lin Baici continued advancing, pulling off the sheepskin, revealing the black barrel.

The butcher saw the dark muzzle, its fierce expression intending to devour Lin Baici alive suddenly became frozen. The next moment, it turned to flee.

This shotgun had already killed too many of their goat-headed kin, the terror was ingrained in its soul.

"Hello!"

Lin Baici pulled the trigger.

Heart-crushing iron rain!

Whoosh!

Some mysterious golden patterns lit up on the barrel, followed by a bang activation!

Sparks flew and the scattershot roared.

The left side of the goat-headed person’s body was hit by the iron rain, directly shattered like a sieve, blood and flesh smeared like a large hand across the ground, emitting a stench.