Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 940 The Revolver is Missing

No matter what, go back to the sect and report to them first, and let the higher-ups make the decision.

Anyway, whether Shu Fengting was defeated or died, he was not a disciple of their sect, so they were only responsible for passing the news back.

Zuo Shanxing and Yang Haoran had already made a draft in their minds. They just said that Shu Fengting fought with Lin Feng in Tianzhi Mountain and was defeated. Lin Feng rose strongly. If there were no corresponding suppressive measures, they should quickly repair the relationship with Yuquan Temple.

After all, Lin Feng was a disciple of Yuquan Temple in Yufu Mountain, although they themselves did not admit it.

These hidden sects ruthlessly suppress the weak, but generally adopt the approach of winning over and appeasing the powerful sects or disciples.

They are afraid of taking extreme actions and damaging the interests of their own sect.

If Lin Feng was too weak, he would be killed and no one would be able to say anything.

But Lin Feng has become stronger and stronger, and has killed several disciples of the hidden sects, and the sect's losses are getting bigger and bigger.

This is obviously not a good thing for the sect's sophisticated and selfish leaders.

I'm afraid that the news has spread, and the various sects will immediately split into two factions, one to kill with force, and the other to appease and win over.

Of course, Kunyu Mountain would never let Lin Feng go.

It’s not just because three disciples of Kunyu Mountain died at the hands of Lin Feng. The key point is that one of the senior leaders of Kunyu Mountain is Shu Fengting’s mother.

The old lady is nearly 80 years old and in good health. She not only has profound skills, but also acts decisively and ruthlessly.

He is currently the elder of disciplines at Kunyu Mountain and the third in command of the sect.

When Shu Fengting was defeated and his life or death was unknown.

The old lady locked herself in the house and didn't go out for two days.

As a disciple of a hidden sect, one must have both talent and intelligence.

Shu Fengting was defeated and Lin Feng left.

But Shu Fengting did not appear again, and everyone understood that Shu Fengting would definitely not come back.

Shu Fengting's mother is Shu Qin. The mother and son depend on each other in the sect and are their only relatives.

For the sake of his mother, Shu Fengting did not marry or have children, and always accompanied his mother wholeheartedly.

It is conceivable that Shu Fengting's departure was a fatal blow to Shu Qin.

No one in the sect dared to persuade them.

Shuqin is well-known in the sect for having a bad temper. She hurts people at every turn. Not only is her mouth sharp, but her methods are also cruel.

On the third day, Shuqin came out of her room with a calm face, and no one could tell what she was thinking.

Shuqin has two disciples, both of whom have some status in Kunyu Mountain and are over fifty years old.

The two of them stayed with Shuqin, and no one dared to ask any questions. They just followed Shuqin silently, ignoring the advice of the sect's leaders, and went down Kunyu Mountain.

At this time, a team of four to five thousand people had arrived at Tianzhi Mountain. They were like casting a net, and it could be said that they had searched the entire Tianzhi Mountain.

What Lin Feng didn't expect was that there was no news about the revolver.

Pei Qiyin was very embarrassed. She had repeatedly assured herself that she would be able to retrieve the revolver, but reality soon slapped her in the face.

There were so many people there, and the place on the top of the mountain wasn't very big, but they still couldn't find it. It must have been taken away by someone.

As for who took it away, it is difficult to say.

With so many people, anyone could be involved.

Lin Feng's gloomy face became even gloomier, and he prayed in his heart that it wasn't one of his own who secretly took the gun.

I can't stand betrayal from my own people.

He was spinning a bullet in his hand, which was a shotgun shell specially used for revolvers.

This bullet has a different caliber from other guns, so it is specially made.

If the revolver escaped Lin Feng's control, it would only be a novel toy in the hands of others.

There was no other way, so Lin Feng temporarily changed back to his original pistol. A revolver was not easy to make and could not be made in a short time.

However, after these days of research and experiments, Lin Feng has adjusted the bullet's charge and the weight of the bullet, further increasing the bullet's initial velocity.

The increase in initial velocity means that it will be more difficult for the opponent to dodge, and the damage to the human body after being shot will be greatly increased.

Lin Feng has already brought his men back to Shanglin Prefecture.

He has realized the seriousness of the problem and first of all, he must strengthen the security of the Firearms Research Center.

Second, there was an urgent need for a second revolver.

In the battle with Shu Fengting, Lin Feng showed his strengths but also exposed his weaknesses.

The revolver poses a certain threat to the middle and high-level disciples of this hidden sect, but it is not fatal enough. The fatal point still depends on the broken sword.

The gap between his speed and that of his opponents was too great. Whether it was reaction speed or attack and evasion speed, he could not keep up with these mountain masters.

He wrote down his opinions and ideas and gave them to several core craftsmen, asking them to conduct collective research to break through existing technological barriers and increase the power of firearms.

Lin Feng hid in a quiet room and began to improve himself.

He felt that on the one hand, he could not improve and could not compare with the old guys who had practiced for many years. He could only take a two-pronged approach to temporarily suppress the opponent's abilities.

Lin Feng had just been in seclusion for two days when Bai Jing came to him in person.

After the two sat down in the living room, Pei Qiyin brought up some tea and then stood quietly to the side.

"Brother, Zhu Qisheng asked someone to send a letter over, saying that he wanted you to open it yourself."

As Bai Jing spoke, she took out a letter, placed it on the tea table, and pushed it in front of Lin Feng.

Lin Feng asked in confusion: "He sent a letter to me, how could it be delivered to you?"

Bai Jing smiled bitterly: "I can't find you, brother. You're flying all over the place all day long. Today you're in Shanglin, tomorrow you're in Tianzhi Mansion, and the day after tomorrow you're probably going to Xuncheng."

Lin Feng nodded, indicating that he accepted this statement.

"This letter has been with me for several days."

Lin Feng didn't touch the letter, but just turned his head to look at Pei Qiyin, then brought her some tea to drink.

Pei Qiyin smiled at Bai Jing: "Master General Manager, this letter needs to be checked first."

Bai Jing nodded: "I know, thank you for your hard work."

She said it easily, but there was a hint of bitterness in her heart.

"For the general's safety, it's not hard."

As Pei Qiyin spoke, he reached out and took the envelope, first smelled it, and then squeezed it up and down.

He carefully tore open the envelope, pulled out the letter, unfolded it and read it twice.

"No problem, General."

Lin Feng swallowed a mouthful of tea: "What did you say?"

Pei Qiyin was stunned, then quickly read the contents of the letter.

"General, Emperor Zhao Zhen of the Dazong clan is ill. The imperial physician says it's very serious. He hopes to see you."

Lin Feng pondered: "Why does Zhao Zhen want to see me?"

Bai Jing and Pei Qiyin didn't say anything. They knew that Lin Feng was not asking them questions, but was thinking on his own.

half an hour.

"Zhao Zhen couldn't accept this reality after all. He had been holding it in for too long, and his body couldn't take it anymore."

Bai Jing said lightly.

Pei Qiyin also echoed: "Don't look at him immersed in ink poetry all day long, but he can't get rid of the depression in his heart."

Lin Feng shook his head: "Zhao Zhen has the Crown Prince Zhao Cun and a group of ministers around him, why would he want to see me?"

"If these ministers had been able to take charge, the clan wouldn't have fallen into this state."

Bai Jing sneered.

Lin Feng turned his head to look at her: "Don't you think that person is very powerful?"