noffsinger Chapter 275: Confrontation, Defeat
Chapter 275: Confrontation, Defeat
Half an hour later, in the bar.
Cass drank happily, patted the postman and Yi Beiwang on the shoulders, and said with a smile: "So you two have already had a fight. I never thought that you, the postman, would fail sometimes."
"Yi Beiwang, you are not bad. Not many people in Mohaveri can survive the Postman. How did you do it?"
Yi Beiwang leaned back in his chair and boasted, "Nothing else, just good luck."
"I dare say that no one in Mohaveli is luckier than me. I am the lucky boy!"
"By the way, Postman, do you have batteries or something in your brain?"
The postman was stunned when he heard this, and did not answer, but took off his helmet.
Only then did Yi Beiwang see the true face of the postman. He was an ordinary middle-aged blond man who looked a bit like the protagonist in the movie "The Wild One".
He also discovered that the small antenna was not pinned on the head, but was directly inserted into the head, with a small part sticking out.
The postman pointed to the antenna on his head and explained, "I had a head injury a few years ago, but luckily I survived. Later, a group of scientists from the Great Mountain Range modified it and installed a special strong magnetic coil in my head."
"Speaking of this, I am also very curious, do your abilities also come from the Great Mountains?"
Yi Beiwang lied, "No, my abilities are all given by God. Do you want to know more about the God of Atom?"
As he spoke, he took out a small statue of the God of Atom and placed it on the table.
The postman looked at the statue, not knowing if it was an illusion, but he felt as if the statue's eyes were glancing at him.
He obviously didn't expect that Yi Beiwang was a charlatan, but he had seen many strange things and was skeptical about the existence of gods.
The postman shook his head, thinking back to the fight, and asked, "I fired five shots at you, and all five shots were either firing pins stuck or duds. I really want to know, is this some weird ability?"
Yi Beiwang replied: "That's not the case. I'm just really lucky. If you don't believe me, just look."
After saying that, Yi Beiwang took out six dice, threw them on the table, and directly rolled out six sixes.
I shook it a few more times and it was still the same.
When Cass saw this incredible luck, she looked at Yi Beiwang with her eyes shining.
If I had this kind of luck in a casino, how much could I earn?
The postman frowned and said, "Since you successfully delivered the package for Cass, I have to advise you that you can't live long in Mohave just by being lucky."
"There are many lucky people in Mojave, but you can't always be lucky."
Hearing this, Yi Beiwang recalled the time when Nisha stabbed him in the neck. He humbly accepted the lesson and suddenly asked, "Can I ask you for some advice on shooting?"
The postman became interested, crossed his legs and asked, "How do I learn from you?"
Yi Beiwang suggested: "Let's have a cowboy showdown. Just hit the other person's hat or gun or something and see who is more accurate and faster."
"You can say I'm overestimating myself, but I really want to see the legendary Mojave's gun skills."
Yi Beiwang dared to challenge the postman because he had his own confidence.
As long as he activates the vats assisted aiming, with his luck, there is basically no target he can't hit.
He would turn on the berserk mode later. He dared to say that there were few people in New Vegas who were better at shooting than him.
It’s a pity that Yi Beiwang didn’t know that in terms of individual combat capability, the Postman was the most powerful in New Vegas.
The postman had no objection. He took out his redwood revolver, loaded it with bullets, and borrowed the straw hat from Cass's head and put it on his head.
Yi Beiwang also put on a cowboy hat and followed him outside the bar.
At this time, the residents of Qingquan Town saw the postman coming back and greeted him enthusiastically.
When they learned that the newcomer Yi Beiwang wanted to compete with the postman in shooting, they all lost their composure and called everyone over to watch.
They had seen people who were not afraid of death, but they had never seen anyone so fearless. It was as ridiculous as a predator saying that he could fight several power armors single-handedly.
Yi Beiwang called George and Ada out and asked them to go to the crowd to sell some peanuts and melon seeds to supplement the family income. He walked to the other end of the town alone, with only barren yellow sand behind him.
On the other hand, behind the postman stood people from Qingquan Town.
People did not cheer for him because there was no need. The outcome was already decided before the match even started.
The postman asked the crowd to disperse and shouted to Yi Beiwang: "Yi Beiwang, you can use your abilities on me more. Do you hear me? Use your abilities more. I won't mind."
After saying that, the postman tapped the antenna on his head gently, squinted at Yi Beiwang, and shook his head slightly.
Yi Beiwang realized what the postman was hinting at. Could it be that the antenna could monitor other people?
In this case, it would be best if I didn't use too many skills in front of the postman in the future.
Currently, the abilities I have demonstrated in front of the postman include vats, mysterious man, replacement, virtualization, taunt, and rage.
These six skills are enough for daily use and there are no major problems.
Thinking of this, Yi Beiwang stabbed his own thigh and went into a state of frenzy.
At the same time, the indicator light on the antenna on the postman's head flashed a few times. The postman seemed to have received some information and just stared at Yi Bei.
Yi Beiwang put his hands on his waist, ready to draw his gun at any time, and the postman did the same.
But their states were different. Yi Beiwang looked as if he was facing a formidable enemy, while the postman seemed a little nonchalant.
Cass was afraid that the two guys would waste hours here, so she shouted, "Don't take too long, you two! Make this quick!"
The postman nodded and asked Yi Beiwang: "Are you ready? If you are ready, draw your gun. I'll let you draw your gun first."
Damn, so crazy.
Even if you are an indestructible cockroach, you can't look down on me like this.
Yi Beiwang took a deep breath, stared at the gun on the postman's waist, adjusted his state, and quickly drew his gun, trying to knock his gun away.
But just as he pulled out the gun, before he could aim, the postman had already struck and knocked his Holy Judgment away.
Not only that, the postman fired three more shots, each of which hit the Holy Judgment, causing it to linger in the air for a few moments before falling to the ground.
The fluorescence on the gun seemed to dim a little, just like Yi Beiwang's mood at the moment. The scorching sun couldn't warm his heart at the moment.
He didn't even see the postman draw his gun, and he didn't even blink.
How is it possible? How can the postman be so fast?
Yi Beiwang couldn't understand why he couldn't see the postman draw his gun and shoot. His perception and agility were both above 10 points, which had already surpassed the limits of normal humans.
The postman put away the redwood revolver, slowly walked to Yi Beiwang's ear and said, "Vats assisted aiming? Haha, I have this thing too, but it's not very useful."
After saying that, the postman rolled up his sleeves, revealing the Pip-Boy underneath.
Then he added: "You are too slow. If we fight head-on, you will die!"
"Yi Beiwang, without Vats, how bad would your shooting skills be?"
"Without those strange and bizarre abilities, where would you go?"
After saying that, the postman no longer paid attention to Yi Beiwang and walked back to the tavern silently.
The rest of the people also dispersed and went back to their homes, leaving only George and Ada still firmly guarding Yi Beiwang.
Yi Beiwang looked at his hands in despair, then looked at the Holy Judgment on the ground, and no one knew what he was thinking.