Load up! Shoot!

The men sobered up instantly. They had no time to draw their spears, so their first reaction was to use pistols to distance themselves and fire.

The gunfire shattered the quiet night, several tongues of fire danced, and dense barrage penetrated under the tablecloth, exploding debris on the marble floor.

But as early as the last moment, Xi Ziyue rolled back. She stretched out her right hand and put it on the table. With a light force, she rolled sideways and stepped on the table, her red-gold eyes facing her.

caught the eyes of men.

At this moment, Gu'ao's stern dragon roar roared in the minds of the men, and the vigorous power of the dragon shocked everyone!

Golden Eyes do have a deterrent effect on ordinary people.

Although this girl emerged from under the table, in the eyes of the men, she was as dazzling as falling from the sky.

Seizing the gap when the group of people were slow to react, Xi Ziyue bent down at the waist, stretched out her legs under her skirt, and swept across the table with a strong sweep——

The table full of wine bottles and glasses was kicked over by her, as well as the candlesticks filled with candles, dinner plates, knives and forks, flashlights... It was like a hodgepodge of heavenly flowers, which dazzled everyone.

The flame of the candle flickered out in mid-air, and the light suddenly dimmed, leaving only the flames of the flashlight and pistol.

In the darkness, Xi Ziyue somersaulted sideways on the table. The moment she was suspended in the air, she grabbed the tablecloth, lifted up the ten-meter-long and two-meter-wide cloth, and threw it towards the men like a wave.

The cloth flying into the air rushed over from the front like a devil, looking even more resentful under the light of only the flashlight.

At this moment, it was like playing in slow motion. The tablecloth as wide as a curtain slowly fell. The men opened fire wildly on one side of the curtain, while Xi Ziyue also took a leaping shooting posture on the other side. Neither side could see the other, but

They all want to kill each other.

One shot, two shots, three shots...the bullets pierced through the curtain one after another, and countless bullets flew in, leaving tidal traces in the air.

However...all the men's ballistics accurately avoided Xi Ziyue's figure, passing through her calves, under her forearms, and through her hair, like a master's

Human body strokes, accurately drawing her outline.

The word spirit and luck still worked, as if there was an invisible hand that helped her deflect all the bullets.

Destiny is behind her!

Going against countless ballistic trajectories, the ppk's gun spit out deadly tongues of flame!

One shot! Two shots! Three shots!

With the physical advantage of the hybrid, Xi Ziyue firmly suppressed the recoil of this weapon!

Every time the trigger was pulled, someone fell. The hand of fate not only helped her deflect the oncoming ballistics, but also helped her correct her aim, even if she couldn't see clearly where the opponent was standing behind the curtain!

The slow-motion visual experience suddenly collapsed! Xiziyue slid out along the end of the long table. She landed lightly like a swallow, twisted her waist and kicked her behind the cargo cabinet. The entire cabinet collapsed.

A barrier was formed in front of Yue to block bullets. The barrier was not big, but it was more than enough to cover her body.

No one knows how her pair of thin legs can move such a large cabinet. It can only be attributed to the law that "the prettier the legs of a beautiful girl, the stronger she is, the higher her attack power".

"Fuck you!" Someone angrily picked up the shotgun behind him. It was a sawed-off M1788 Winchester. It is a sharp weapon in close combat. In CSOL, it is called the "Devil-Repelling Holy Flame".

He originally didn't want to use this thing because he was afraid of accidentally injuring the kidnapped bride, but after seeing him being teased for so long by a girl who wasn't that old and didn't look like a professional, he immediately became angry.

But just when he was about to pull the trigger, the smell of alcohol suddenly rushed to his brain, and the arm holding the gun unconsciously raised——

Brilliant sparks exploded, and the crystal chandelier hanging on the roof fell with a crash, shattering like ice floes. Sharp fragments flew towards the men, causing them to subconsciously raise their hands to block it.

The man who fired the gun had a very dark face. He was the one who drank the most just now.

He had a feeling that the other party was very lucky.

The round of shooting just now didn't hurt her at all, and now it happened to happen during the shooting.

It was simply the goddess of luck standing behind her.

"Be careful! Find a bunker!" the leader of the men shouted. He had already heard the sound of magazine replacement coming from the "trench" a few meters away.

Xi Ziyue's figure flashed out again. She jumped on top of the fallen cabinet and opened fire on the men in the most flamboyant manner!

She was already convinced that with the blessing of luck, the group of people in front of her were all masters of human body contouring, so they could just go straight up.

The one-sided massacre began, with ppk's aim firing rhythmically from left to right. With every shot, her cheeks were dyed orange-red, like plain white marble being dyed by candlelight.

The gunshots were fired seven times, the ppk bullets had just been fired, and the battlefield became calm.

Silence enveloped the restaurant again. The girls lying on the sofa were still sleeping soundly, and their snoring could still be heard.

The other end of the room was in a mess. Original oil paintings worth tens of thousands of dollars were smashed, cabinets collapsed, and famous wines were killed. It looked like the place where Jerry and Tom fought.

With a bang, an oil painting that had been hanging on the wall for a long time finally came down and hit an unconscious man in the face.

It was finally quiet now.

Frigga's bullets left deep red marks on each man's combat uniform, as if a bullet had pierced the heart.

She killed ten militants in one go.

This is the power of dragon blood and luck. The dragon blood makes her boil, and luck keeps her calm. In just a moment, she has become the queen in charge of ice and fire.

But now is not the time to sigh, the defense battle is still going on.

Xi Ziyue came to the sofa, wanting to see which few unlucky little guys had become the targets of being kidnapped.

The moment the bag was opened, Xi Ziyue was stunned.

Winnie's sleeping appearance was clearly visible among the group of unlucky little ones, and at first glance it sounded like she was the only one snoring.

The rest of the faces are also familiar faces. We have met and said hello at school on weekdays, nothing special.

Xi Ziyue fell silent and suddenly had an uncomfortable suspicion...

Is it possible that the fiancés of these girls are unknown persons?

This is difficult to prove. After all, on this island, whether there is a fiancé with a powerful family is related to the girls' reputation and status. Even if they are really sent in by a mysterious person, they will definitely not introduce themselves to the new students.

At the meeting, he said, "I don't know what my fiancé's name is", but said, "It's not convenient for me to reveal my fiancé's first and last name."

To be honest, Xi Ziyue and Wennis are the upright ones above.

However, if this group of armed men is really here to arrest brides whose fiancés are unknown, then... there is a high probability that Xi Ziyue himself is also on the list of capture by this group of people.

An inexplicable fear ran up Xi Ziyue's back.

It feels like a group of them were stored on this island as food, and now they are just the depositors who come to recycle them.

Soon, Xi Ziyue shook her head and kicked this somewhat paranoid idea out of her mind.

After all, she is also a woman who has awakened her bloodline now. She carries a ppk in her hand, a tactical knife tied to her leg, and a black card and Vertu mobile phone in her pocket. She can be called the female version of 007. There is also a magic stick queen behind her, so there should be no need to be afraid.

Most people in this world.

The scary thing is that the thing waiting at the end of the darkness is something beyond human beings.

When she was thinking about the fate of Spring and Autumn, a sense of danger exploded behind her. She turned around and pointed ppk forward——

A man climbed up in embarrassment, holding a shotgun and pointing it at this direction.

Xi Ziyue paused. She had just finished firing a series of ppk, the magazine was emptied, and the trigger made an empty sound.

Normally, the person who was hit by Frigga's bullet would sleep for a long time, but since a table knife was inserted into his foot at the beginning, the pain of continuous blood loss made him get up.

"Die!" the man roared!

With a bang, a piece of plaster fell from a height and smashed into pieces on his Tianling Cap.

The man fell completely and was knocked unconscious.

What hit the man's head was a Socratic plaster. Art students were copying this thing every day. Just now it happened to be placed on the cabinet that had not fallen down, and the man happened to be underneath it.

Xi Ziyue was shocked. She didn't expect that the effect of luck was so extraordinary and that such outrageous things could be accomplished.

What she didn't know was that the professors in Kassel once joked that one day the Dragon King would wake up and release a world-destroying word spirit at a close range. The only way to escape would be to find a lucky person, no matter whether he was a man or a woman.

If you hug this person's thigh tightly and don't let go, you might just escape death.

This is why it ranks at the high level of 98. It is not unreasonable for Elizabeth to trust Xi Ziyue so much.

Xi Ziyue refilled a box of Frigga bullets and carefully refinished each man's sword before leaving the dormitory and heading towards the main teaching building.

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The moonlight peeked out from the dark clouds and coated the sea with a layer of mithril. The entire Golden Iris Academy was bathed in the moonlight, and the roof of the building was shining brightly.

In the main building of the teaching building, a team of four people came to the roof and looked at the entire college.

The captain stood at the front. He was a man with sharp eyes and neat hair. His cold temperament was enough to command his group of colleagues.

He carried a broad blade of moderate length on his back, which was his only weapon.

His pupils were shining with a faint golden light, and obscure and complex words were constantly coming out of his mouth.

Poetry, he is the releaser of this word spirit, and the entire Bride Island falls asleep under his chanting.

"Report to captain, the team sent to search for prey encountered an ambush and the entire army was wiped out." Someone reported.

"How many people are there on the other side?" the captain asked calmly.

"There seems to be only one, a girl, maybe a student on the island."
To be continued...