The sound of the draw was clear and sweet. At close range, Lu Mingfei felt that the entire backbone of his body was straightened and tightened at this moment.
There was a sound of a windbreaker being unfolded. It seemed like someone stepped on the railing on the second floor.
No...if you don’t have someone coming, just stay by your side!
Lu Mingfei felt that all his hairs were standing on end. But before the chill spread along his toes and to the top of his head.
An open windbreaker appeared in his field of vision, and his eyes caught a black and red figure flashing past.
If you still want to ask more specifically, Lu Mingfei can only tell you that it is a slim black and red figure.
Because the opponent was so fast, when the woman jumped down from the second floor, the sniper rifle had not yet hit the ground from the second floor.
boom!
Finally, the sniper rifle landed heavily on the floor, and the already shaky attic was destroyed again.
Another burning wooden stick hit him next to him. At this moment, Lu Mingfei didn't dare to move anymore.
What appeared in the hall was a woman wearing a red evil ghost mask. The woman's black trench coat was flying in the mid-air where the fire was burning. Under the mid-air, was a tight black tights, but this tights was not the most beautiful.
The common material of stockings is made of tiny black scales. They are like the scales on a colorful beautiful snake, reflecting the colorful colors when burned by the surrounding fire.
Yuan Zhisheng stood in the middle of the hall, his brows furrowed. The wrist holding the spider cutter in his right hand was still trembling slightly. That was the result of the violent collision between the spider cutter and the sniper rifle bullet just now.
The bullet accurately hit the tip of the spider's cutting knife, causing the blow he was determined to win to be forced back.
But the bullet that repelled him also paid the price of ending his life, and he was cut in half by the spider's sharp blade.
Minamoto was still holding Sakurai Kogure's shoulder firmly with one hand. From the beginning to the end, Minamoto's strength was always focused on the woman in his hands.
"It's you!"
The golden pupils in Yuan Zhisheng's eyes suddenly flashed with murderous intent, which was different from the tenderness he showed to him when he met Sakurai Kogure. The moment he saw the mask, a rare evil spirit burst out from Yuan Zhisheng's body.
came out.
Although Sakurai Kogure is the leader of the Fierce Demons, in the incidents investigated by the Sheqi Hachi Family, there are very few, if any, personal actions by the other party.
But the person in front of him was different. He stared at the mask that was smiling ferociously on his face. The color of the mask was blood-like black and red. Yuan Zhisheng knew that this color was worthy of its name.
The other party's mask was soaked drop by drop with blood. From the first time the other party appeared in their field of vision, to last night's horrific scene of killing one person in ten steps, with corpses in front and behind him, Yuan Zhisheng was extremely violent.
Who among the ghosts wants to kill the most? Apart from the mastermind behind the research on evolutionary medicine and the attempt to resurrect the god, it is the woman in front of him.
But Sakurai Wanko, who was now standing opposite Minamoto, did not pay any attention to him.
Instead, he stared at Sakurai Kogure, whose hand was being held by Yuan Zhisheng at the moment, with complicated eyes.
After staring for a long time, finally, a burst of laughter broke the silence around him.
Sakurai Wanzi shook her head and looked at Minamoto Chisheng next to Sakurai Kogure.
Sakurai Kogure is currently under the crazy expansion of the influence of the evolution drug on her emotions. She does not have a clear consciousness of the human body. At this moment, she has more of a fighting consciousness as a deadpool and a beast.
Even if there were, her emotions would be infinitely amplified by Dragon Blood's emotions, and the emotions she expressed would be completely different from normal emotions. Wanzi understood this deeply.
So now she has no intention of communicating with the other party at all, she just simply takes a look at the other party, because this may be the last meeting between them as superiors and subordinates.
"Your opponent should actually be me." Sakurai Wanzi finally said her first voice.
Yuan Zhisheng looked at the other person quietly without speaking, and Sakurai Wanzi did not intend to wait for him to speak.
"This woman is actually very stupid. She is right. What is left here tonight is just a ghost and a dragon horse that obeys orders."
"Do King Generals and Dragon Kings really exist?"
"Your question is ridiculous, isn't it? If I deny it, will you think they don't exist?"
Lu Mingfei lay quietly and listened to the sounds coming from below. To be honest, the sudden appearance of this woman wearing a devil mask really shocked him, whether it was from the sudden appearance of the other party or from the sudden appearance of the evil ghost mask.
On the opponent's mask.
But what surprised Lu Mingfei was that Lu Mingfei always felt that something was strange. If he had to say it, it seemed to be the voice. The other party's voice was soft and gentle. If he didn't look at the other party, he would appear in front of him.
What Lu Mingfei had in mind was an intellectual woman who was very polite and gentle.
But this was not at all consistent with the sassy evil ghost he saw now, who almost scared him to death with just one glance. In Lu Mingfei's imagination, the face of this woman under the mask should look like now
Just like Sakurai Kogure, with a face like Deadpool.
because……
Stab!!
Countless sparks instantly burst out in Lu Mingfei's eyes,
Sakurai Kogure, who had been broken by Minamoto's hand, had not yet completely fallen to the ground.
The two collided with each other, like two fast sports cars, thrust into the driver's seat of the oncoming car without mercy.
The ground around the violent impact suddenly shook violently. Sakurai Wanzi held a scarlet-blade bloody blade in one hand and launched a fierce attack on Gen Zhisheng opposite.
Yuan Zhisheng held the handle of the spider knife tightly with both hands and hid behind him in a defensive posture.
The attack speed of the two people made Lu Mingfei's mouth open wide. Their dazzling movements were like a movie shot at ten times speed. The only thing he could see were yellow sparks shooting out between the two people like fireworks.
The violently stirred air brought countless falling sparks from the attic roof, as well as the occasional falling charcoal-burning wood sticks.
Yuan Zhisheng stared at the pair of eyes opposite him in surprise. They were a pair of golden pupils that were no less bright than his, but her eyes had vertical pupils.
It’s the vertical pupils like Deadpool!
Is this a Deadpool?
Yuan Zhisheng felt that the strength in his hands was not weaker than his own. His strength was actually greater than that of ordinary Deadpools, but he seemed to have no advantage in front of this woman. The opponent's speed was also not inferior to her.
How much yourself.
but!
Yuan Zhisheng stared at the sparks suddenly appearing on the soft ribs of the opponent's abdomen in his left hand. The place that was supposed to be the most fatal weakness of human defense turned out to be a defense that his own alchemy weapon, Doji Kiri, could not break through.
Sakurai Wanzi's eyes flashed, her body squatted down suddenly, and the golden color pulled out a long downward shadow in the firelight and dark shadows.
He put his hands on the bottom of the handle of the blade, and the next second, the sound of breaking through the air came instantly.
But Minamoto's child was faster. Before the blade came, he suddenly turned his right foot to the outside, driving his whole body. Spider Kiri crossed one side and struck horizontally. Doji Kiri in the other hand attacked Sakura from below again.
The heart position on Jing Wanzi's chest.
Stab!
The sound of the intersection of two sharp blades tore Lu Mingfei's eardrums.
But Lu Mingfei's eyes were fixed on the short sword Dojikiri in Yuan Zhisheng's other hand.
I don't know if the speed between the two has slowed down, or if he is gradually getting familiar with the other's speed. This is a rare duel between the two that he can see clearly.
It is still such a thrilling duel between the two sides. The short blade is about to penetrate the opponent's heart. Yuan Zhisheng knows that the opponent's defense is strong, and he continues to attack the place with the thickest defense. This must be his absolute confidence!