Chapter 121 Yamata Snake Teeth

The second An Jianxiu moved extremely quickly.

Even if these bullets are as dense as a barrage, He can perfectly avoid them with An Jianxiu, and even stop them.

I have to say, it is really refreshing to watch An Jianxiu being lifted up in the air and wandering awkwardly by his other self.

Thinking this way, Bering felt that the tea in the cup seemed to be a little more fragrant.

And just when he was sipping his tea.

An Jianxiu's face looked very ugly.

His delicate face looked completely undisguised with disgust, as if being held by another self was disgusting, and his eyes were full of impatience.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't stop the hail of bullets by himself, and that he was quite afraid of Bering, otherwise he wouldn't have taken action so simply.

During a few moves, An Jianxiu dodged the last bullet and landed firmly on the side of the whizzing warhead.

He arranged his clothes so that the messy suit didn't look so bad.

At the same time, he looked at Bering again, forcing a smile on his face: "Prophet..."

"It seems like you know something about this attack?"

The opponent probably knew about this offensive in advance, so he was so calm and composed.

Apart from this explanation, An Jianxiu could not think of the second possibility.

Even if you think about it in the dark, maybe it was the other party who arranged this attack!

As for the purpose? If someone knows about the thing in his hand, he will definitely be targeted. This is the purpose!

With such thoughts in mind, An Jianxiu's expression became even more sinister.

Facing An Jianxiu's eyes, Bering just smiled and said: "What do you know? Of course, there is no doubt."

"I know the time and place of this attack. I know the purpose and reason of those guys from the Nine-Headed God Cult attacking you. I also know how you would have ended up facing this attack..."

As he said that, he put down the tea cup and his voice gradually became colder: "You will die, An Jianxiu. In the future I once glimpsed, you should have been a dead person now. So cold and miserable that you were lying in a pool of blood, as if you were being killed.

The withered flowers flashed by the broken knife fell to the ground and were crushed into dust."

"Don't you still know? What you got from the Nine-Headed God Sect is not something you can get your hands on. That tooth is their sacred object. If you dare to take it, they will kill you!"

Bering's eyes were as sharp as the scabbard of a sword: "If I hadn't been sitting here now, then you would have been just a corpse! If I hadn't blocked the opponent's retreat in advance, netted them, and prevented the opponent's offensive from getting worse.

Violent, do you think you can last longer?"

"Take a good look at the bullets on the ground and the patterns on them! Think about what you would have looked like if you hadn't discovered the clues in advance and if you hadn't intercepted the attack!"

"And you actually tried to use the maze outside to influence us. Even after we entered, you made your 'shadow' hide underground and prepare to attack, with the intention of entangling us..."

Bering stood up, his black windbreaker rolled up and carrying gray-white mist spreading out like crow feathers.

His voice was cold: "Do you want to start a war?"

Faced with Bering's questioning.

An Jianxiu's face looked a little ugly.

He looked at the patterns on the ground, his eyes flickering, as if he was thinking about something.

The scene fell into stasis for a moment.

After a while.

It was another An Jianxiu who broke the stalemate.

It suddenly chuckled, and then said to An Jianxiu: "Oh, let me tell you, what you want to do is not that easy."

"This is the man who severely damaged Lan Kong and defeated Qing Guang. How could you take away what you want so easily?"

With that said, it walked up to An Jianxiu, and its entire body seemed to be pressed against his.

On that delicate face that was exactly the same as An Jianxiu, it had a strange smile, stuck out its tongue, and locked An Jianxiu tightly like a snake. At the same time, its tongue gently licked his cheek, and its movements were as intimate as those between lovers.

Simo: "It's impossible for you to get rid of me. We will be together forever and can never be separated."

"Because I am you and you are me. No matter how much you hate me, I still love you deeply and can't wait to rub you into my body."

"Hmm, just thinking about it makes me feel excited."

As it spoke, it licked An Jianxiu's cheek as if no one else was watching, its movements gentle and greedy.

Two identical people are locked together, which looks not only absurd, but also has a sense of strange beauty.

At least Wu Xiaoya was watching with wide eyes.

An Jianxiu took a deep breath.

He seemed to be adjusting his emotions.

About three seconds later, he stretched out his hand.

Then he pulled the head of the guy who looked exactly like him and tore it away from him.

Immediately afterwards, he picked up an ashtray from the side and raised it high without any hesitation in his eyes.

Then he fell down and suddenly hit his other self on the head!

His movements were fierce and fierce. The hand holding the ashtray kept rising and falling, and each blow hit the other person's head accurately. His eyes were cold and empty, as if his whole body was like a machine.

He ruthlessly destroyed that face that was exactly the same as his own!

Blood spurted out from the wound and fell onto Anmi Xiu's suit, tie and face, staining his beautiful and delicate face like porcelain with blood. The bright red blood flowed like a sad...

Scars were branded on the side of his cheeks.

And "An Jianxiu" who was hit by him was laughing.

The laughter is full of madness and desire, as well as a little malice and sarcasm.

It allowed An Jianxiu to hit itself, without even looking at the blood on its face. It just opened its hands and hugged An Jianxiu's neck, as if asking for something from its other self.

However, both Bai Ling and Wu Xiaoya saw clearly that there was something wrong with its hugging movement.

When it tightly wrapped around An Jianxiu's neck, it exerted slight force, as if it was going to strangle him to death, it was sinister and vicious.

But soon, it lost its strength.

The hands raised high lost their support, and fell limply, like an animal without a backbone, and fell silently to the ground.

Only the delicate face still had a smile, and the blood on the forehead next to it was flowing like a river into its open mouth.

After a few seconds.

It melted slowly.

Like black ink, it flowed on the table and then slowly melted into Anmi Shu's body.

But An Jianxiu didn't even look at it.

He just lowered his hand and put the ashtray aside.

After arranging his clothes, An Jianxiu tugged at the tie. In the end, it seemed that it was too tight, so he roughly tore it off and threw it aside.

After finishing his basic appearance, he turned around and looked at Bering.

The white face was covered with blood, which made An Jianxiu look no longer so feminine, but more serious.

He said calmly: "I let you see something bad."

"I was so influenced by that guy that I made an irrational decision. I hope you can understand."

As he said that, he reached out to the side and said with a smile: "Then please continue to sit. I think your personality will not be affected by these episodes."

After saying this, An Jianxiu sat down.

Completely ignoring the blood flowing all over the floor and the bullet casings rolling on the blanket.

Wu Xiaoya opened her mouth wide and looked at An Jianxiu in surprise.

Why does it feel like there's something... different about this guy?

Bering also smiled and said: "Of course."

He sat down again and then picked up the teacup, the expression on his face was calm and calm.

When the two parties sat down again, An Jianxiu folded his hands and said gently: "I think you should know that my thinking was affected by that thing."

"It will make my actions irrational and make me look different from before. If I am calm water now, then I was a restless fire at that time."

"In such a state, you can probably think of something, right?"

Hearing this, Bailing also chuckled: "Yes."

"Qingguang is like this too," he said with squinted eyes, "dual personality, or more accurately, yin and yang."

Faced with Bailing's words, An Jianxiu simply admitted: "Yes. I have been affected by Qingguang before. Or to be more accurate, I am Qingguang's experiment."

"He wanted to get rid of his state of being one body and two souls, and then he used me as an experiment. Therefore, I was also divided into two parts, one yin and one yang."

At the end of his speech, he gently touched his cheek and wiped away the blood on his cheek. Then he took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped his fingers elegantly.
To be continued...