Urban God-level Youth

Chapter 156 Do Not Recognize

Qin Hao indeed meant that.

He was planning to take first place with this UZI submachine gun.

Winning with an automatic rifle in one hand and a sniper rifle in the other hand wasn't novel; seeking fame, he decided to play something interesting.

This gun also had significant advantages; its firing rate was the fastest among all guns, but the drawback was that it was difficult to hit targets at a great distance.

It was a weapon suited for mid to close range.

As time passed, the safe zone gradually moved towards the direction of the airport.

The airport had now become silent, apart from the sound of Qin Hao's driving.

He arrived at the great bridge from M City to the airport.

After hiding his car, Qin Hao entered the two-story bunker beside it.

As the poison circle closed in, it wasn't long before a car came from the opposite direction.

Qin Hao's UZI couldn't be fitted with a scope; hence he didn't rush to open fire.

His gun was equipped with a silencer, an extended magazine, and a stock.

When the car drove into Qin Hao's range, he immediately showed his head from the window.

"Ping ping ping ping"

The submachine gun with a silencer emitted a unique sound.

In less than a second, Qin Hao retracted his body,

twenty out of the thirty-five bullets were fired; with such terrifying rapid fire, even if the person in the car had a level three helmet, they were instantly killed.

"Shadow Gun Demon uses UZI to score a headshot kill on the Lone Ranger."

"6666"

"Damn, that... that was too fast, right?"

"What level three helmet? It looked no better than a level one."

The UZI submachine gun exhibited its terrifying capabilities in the hands of Qin Hao.

No one could last a second against his gun, not even those protected by level three helmets and vests.

After killing seven or eight people, Qin Hao didn't linger there and retreated towards N Harbor.

Because the safe zone had moved to the location of N Harbor.

He got there early, so he didn't see anyone around.

Qin Hao found a good position to hide and quietly waited for others to arrive.

About five minutes later, several teams entered N Harbor from different directions.

Fourteen people were left now.

Qin Hao hid on the rooftop of a tall building, which gave him a perfect view of the entire N Harbor; he saw every movement of the people, but he did not act, watching from the rooftop.

Soon, the people below encountered each other and started "bang bang" shooting it out.

"King Qingfeng uses AKM to score a headshot kill on All Based on Waves."

"King God wearing AWM scores a headshot kill on All Based on Flirting."

...

The number of players in the field was sharply decreasing.

Qin Hao wasn't very familiar with the teams in this game, so he was unaware of the significance of the King team.

Seeing the name of this team didn't elicit any reaction from him.

However, the viewers in the three major live streaming rooms knew very well, and their expressions changed slightly upon seeing the IDs of the King team.

"Damn, is this the King team? AKM's number one Qingfeng and the domestic sniping god God in white?"

"It really is a member of King team's first squad, wow, there's gonna be a good show now, Gun Demon God VS top-ranked national server team."

"Didn't expect Gun Demon God to be matched with the King team this time, pity Gun Demon God didn't take AKM and sniper rifle."

"If he did, we would know who the real number one AK and sniper god of the national server is."

When Little Witch saw it, her expression stiffened for a second, thinking to herself: How could we have run into my brother's team? It would be awesome if Master could wipe out their team.

"Master, go for it, you must win this round."

Qin Hao nodded, "Mm-hmm."

Soon there were only five people left in the field. The King team was very strong; they made it to the end without losing a single person.

All of them hid behind cover.

Their awareness was very strong, wary of the several tall buildings in front of them.; they probably guessed that Qin Hao was in one of these buildings.

Worthy of a top national team, just this awareness alone made Qin Hao take notice.

"Gun Demon, I know you're here, dare you make a bet with me?" God spoke openly over the public channel.

Qin Hao was curious—this guy thought he was who, betting with me?

"Who are you to make a bet with me? Do I have to accept a bet with everyone?"

"Pfft"

Upon hearing this, the other members of the King team spit out the water they had just drunk.

The number one sniper god of the national server, God, and there are actually people who don't know him?

Is this guy joking?

The audience in the three major streaming rooms laughed too: "Haha, Gun Demon God actually doesn't know King team's captain White Clothes."

"God in white probably feels like dying right now, doesn't he?"

Li Jianjun was speechless: "I am the White Clothes of King team." Stay updated with empire

"Sorry, really never heard of it..." Qin Hao replied truthfully.

...

"No matter whether you've heard of me or not, do you dare take a bet with me?"

"Whoosh"

A grenade thrown from the sky was his response.

Seeing it, Li Jianjun's face changed, "Damn," and he quickly ran to the other side.

Qin Hao had been waiting for him to come out, immediately stood up and fired, and then instantly lay flat on the ground.

This set of movements was very fast, taking roughly only a fraction of a second.

Just as he laid down, a few bullets hit beside him.

That was Qingfeng's shot; his reaction was not slow at all, being the first to react when Qin Hao just showed himself.

But Qin Hao's movement technique was too fast; he had just come and gone back in.

Although the time was short, more than ten bullets all hit his head, instantly killing him.

"Shadow Gun Demon uses UZI submachine gun to headshot and down King God in White Clothes."

The distance was far, well beyond the effective range of the UZI submachine gun.

Li Jianjun found it hard to believe, Damn, is this really not cheating?

Before he could crawl away, another grenade flew over and directly sent him off.