"Ahh

The ghost assassin snorted, retreating with all his might, still half a beat slow, and a bloody wound on his chest.

The pain is excruciating.

He looked at Cai Lingzhi in surprise, he didn't expect that this woman was not afraid of pain.

And he took advantage of this opportunity to injure himself with his own knife.

The shadow is also unbelievable, did the eldest lady take medicine tonight? Otherwise, how could she be so fierce?

The shadow was shocked, and soon sneered: "Cai Lingzhi, you are stronger than I imagined, but unfortunately you still have to die." ”

"Forgot to say that our thorns are smeared with poison. ”

As he spoke, the Ghost Assassin pulled out a pill bottle and poured the antidote into his mouth.

Then, he got up and walked over to Cai Lingzhi, ready to take a closer look at the other party's pain.

Cai Lingzhi didn't respond, just snorted, his whole body trembled, as if he was about to die of poison.

The ghost assassin smiled playfully: "Don't worry, my poison is very strong, and I will die in a few minutes, and I won't let you suffer too much......"

"Whoosh-"

Before he finished speaking, his pupils shrank, and he saw Cai Lingzhi bounce up from the ground and crash into his arms with a knife.

The ghost assassin's face was rarely moved, and he jumped backwards with all his might, and kicked out with the momentum.

Cai Lingzhi snorted and fell.

The ghost assassin also felt a pain in his abdomen, and looked down to see that there was a bloody wound.

A little later, it is estimated that it will be pierced.

"Slut!"

The ghost assassin endured the pain and jumped out a few meters, looking at Cai Lingyi, who was kicked away, and shouted:

"You're not poisoned?"

"It can't be!"

The poison on his knife was specially made, and if there was no antidote, the poisoned person would surely be paralyzed and die.

Cai Lingzhi didn't respond, but just a little more gratitude to Ye Fan, and then shook the three-edged army stab, and attacked the ghost assassin again.

"It's time to finish!"

The ghost assassin sensed a hint of danger, and before Cai Lingzhi could rush in front of him, he pulled out a shot from his boot.

A pull of the trigger.

A bullet fired.

"Bang-"

With a loud bang, Cai Lingzhi's body shook, fell straight from mid-air, and fell to the ground gasping for breath.

She was shot in the shoulder blade.

The whole body strength is discharged.

She stared at the ghost assassin who slowly stood up and shouted, "Shameless!"

"Win and lose!"

The ghost assassin smiled indifferently: "What's more, this is a life-and-death fight, not a battle in the ring." ”

He originally followed Wang Qiaochu's intention to wreak havoc on Cai Lingzhi and kill again, but he suffered two injuries.

The Ghost Assassin felt compelled to end the fight immediately.

Otherwise, there are too many variables.

"No more nonsense. ”

He pointed his gun at Cai Lingzhi: "You can go on the road." ”

"This way, you better go first!"

At this moment, a calm voice suddenly sounded behind the ghost assassin.

At the same time, a vicious wind struck.

"Bang bang bang!"

The ghost assassin's face changed drastically, and before he even turned around, the muzzle of the gun turned back.

The trigger was pulled again and again.

At the same time, he threw himself on the couch not far away.

He doesn't know who is coming, but the one who can appear behind him and is still silent is definitely a top master.

Gunshots roared, shaking the air.

The ballistic trail of bullets, staggered in the darkness.

A dagger shattered in a bullet and all fell to the cold doorway.

But there was no one to be seen.

The ghost assassin's eyelids jumped, and the muzzle of the gun was deflected again to point at Cai Lingzhi, only to find that she had been carried into the wine cabinet bar.

Cai Lingzhi, who escaped death, opened her eyes with difficulty and found that it was a familiar face.

She whispered: "Ye Fan!"

"Hide here, don't move!"

Ye Fan hid Cai Lingzhi in the corner of the wine cabinet, and brought a bunch of sundries to protect Cai Lingzhi.

Cai Lingzhi's eyes softened.

"Motherfucker! Come out!"

The ghost assassin let out a snort, and the carp leaped to its feet and fired at the wine cabinet bar.

More than a dozen bullets rained down, and the wine cabinet was unrecognizable.

As the Ghost Assassin changed his magazine, a figure suddenly appeared in his field of vision, and it flashed by.

Ye Fan actually jumped out suddenly.

The ghost assassin didn't have time to think about it at all, and reflexively fired a shot at Ye Fan!

But this shot missed!

Because Ye Fan jumped out too fast, in the case of the ghost assassin's high nervousness, it was strange that this shot could hit.

The ghost assassin didn't expect Ye Fan to jump out, and after firing a shot, he didn't hit it, so he secretly exclaimed in his heart:

Finished!

At this time, Ye Fan also picked up a shot and shot at the ghost assassin continuously.

"Bang bang bang-"

Bullets rained.

All of this happens in an instant, and it really can be called electric.

Although he didn't have time to see Ye Fan's movements clearly, the ghost assassin also knew that he had fired.

The ghost assassin jerked through a marble coffee table rung, and seven or eight bullets shattered the thick coffee table.

A bullet pierced through the gap and grazed the ghost assassin's right shoulder, creating a bright bloody wound on his shoulder.

"Not bad!"

Ye Fan, who fired the shot, flashed a hint of praise, this ghost assassin is indeed a character, otherwise he would not have such a keen intuition.

The right shoulder suddenly ached, but the ghost assassin who was overturned by the momentum didn't care too much.

He suddenly raised the gun in his hand, wanting to shoot at Ye Fan's position.

But Ye Fan squatted in place and pulled the trigger again.

The ghost assassin didn't have time to shoot, but rolled backwards and dodged when the coffee table clicked and shattered.

He is gambling with his life, betting that Ye Fan will not hit.

"Pounce!"

The gun in Ye Fan's hand rang out again, and it sounded without hesitation, and the ghost assassin who was doing military dodge maneuvers shook his body and felt pain on his face.

A flower of blood bloomed on his back, and then he fell under a dining table, snorting twice and not moving again.

"Dead?"

Ye Fan walked over slowly, and then walked around in one step, wanting to replenish the head of the ghost assassin.

The ghost assassin lay motionless on the ground, blood flowing like a small river beneath him, his body stained red, and his wounds were severe.

"Click-"

Just when Ye Fan found out that it was an empty gun, he suddenly felt a movement under his feet.

The pupils of his eyes instantly shrank into pins!

When Ye Fan's feet turned in front of him, the ghost assassin slammed the table and smashed it into Ye Fan, bouncing like a kangaroo at the same time.

"Kill!"

A fruit knife that was held in his hand at some point stabbed Ye Fan's throat like a poisonous snake!

Fierce and vicious.

Cai Lingzhi, who crawled out of the wine cabinet, shouted: "Ye Fan, be careful." ”

Who knows, Ye Fan did not have the slightest panic on his face, but a hint of banter.

Ye Fan's right hand fluttered lightly, and the firearm, which had no bullets, instantly carried the fruit knife.

The next second, his left hand suddenly reached out, grabbed the ghost assassin's wrist, snapped with a click, and then kicked him in the abdomen.

"Ahh

The pain was so severe that the ghost assassin instinctively snorted and twisted backwards.

Ye Fan grabbed the fruit knife with his backhand, pressed him against the wall with all his strength, and stabbed the ghost assassin in the throat little by little.

The ghost assassins simply couldn't resist.

His face was full of anger and despair, but more of it was helpless.

He watched as the cold spike slowly pierced into his throat.

Ye Fan also left a sentence close to his ear:

"Go all the way ......"

"Pounce—"

A knife stabbed into the throat, a stream of blood splattered, and the ghost assassin's body shook, his eyes widened and he slowly died.

He was unwilling, he was aggrieved, he didn't believe it, but his breath poured out for thousands of miles, and his whole body no longer had strength.

Vitality is extinguished.

"Ding—"

At that moment, the phone in the ghost assassin's arms vibrate.

Ye Fan reached out and took it out and opened it.

An indifferent voice soon sounded on the other end of the phone: "Is Cai Lingzhi dead?"

Ye Fan smiled faintly:

"Guess ......"