Volume 3 The Death of the Sword Fighter Chapter 136 Assault on the top floor

Hey, girl, girl!!" Lone Door lay next to the fault in the stairwell, screaming and calling out hard towards the bottomless, smoky hollow area, but no matter how much he screamed, there was no expected response from below. After a while, Lone Door silently raised his sword, then pushed the door without looking back, and began to walk towards the only room on the top floor, the director's office.

Of course, he didn't see the body of the winged bird with his own eyes, but he knew very well that the latter's physique was just the level of ordinary people, the distance from the tenth floor, almost more than forty meters high, even if he couldn't jump down, let alone a little girl who was only a teenager?

In the past few decades, although he has long been accustomed to seeing life and death parting, whenever the person on the side of the (shēn) leaves, Gumen still can't suppress the grief in the heart (xiōng), at most, he just controls the table (qíng), stabs his nails deep into the heart of the fist while clenching his fist, and uses the pain to make that sadness not work.

And now, the hands that Gumen used to hold the knife had clenched out the blood, and he strode through the luxurious corridor, his thin face as hard as iron, Danfeng's eyes as cold as an ice cellar, and the long knife of Muramasa dragged diagonally behind (shēn), cutting the gorgeous long woolen carpet with a straight knife mark that could not hide the anger in his heart.

The door of the director's office appeared in an instant, and there were two huge knife marks that crossed into an "X" shape, and then the door collapsed, and the lonely door stepped on the fragments of the wooden door scattered all over the place, and then yelled into the office: "Get out of here and die!"

However, the only thing that greeted the lonely door was the empty desk and Park Jincheng, who was still panting painfully on the sofa.

"You, why are you here?" Gumen was startled when he saw the former's (shēn) shadow not (jìn), then thought about it, and raised his sword to point at the tip of the other's nose and said, "So, you are in a gang? You are the damn necromancer who joined forces with the director here?"

"I—I'm not, Mr. Gumen! How can there be a reason to help someone work and break all of your ribs?" Park Jincheng struggled to sit up straight, at this time he had already taken back control of himself, but the pain in his body had not dissipated for a long time, "You have to be careful, she just deliberately walked into my blind spot, and now I can't feel her presence!"

"Hmph, it looks like it's slipped. The lonely door glanced at the window behind Park Jincheng (shēn), and saw that the window was already wide open, and the purple and luxurious curtains were fluttering and fluttering on the windowsill with the flow of the wind, and some of the dirt that adhered to the soles of his feet and was inadvertently scraped down was displayed in the most conspicuous place on the windowsill, and anyone who looked at it would think that someone had jumped out of the window and escaped, "That guy's account will be settled later, and I don't bother to ask why you are here, but where is that damn fat pig director?"

"You...... Mr. Gumen, don't you actually understand?" As soon as he heard this, Park Jincheng's face immediately appeared with a ghost (qíng), "No, don't you know that the guy in the soldier is the chief of this police station? That fat man is just skin (tào), just like what the skeletons on the outside are wearing when they are dressed as normal people (shēn), but it's just a disguise!"

"What?" Lone Gate was slightly stunned, and then, an alarm from the depths of his brain suddenly sounded, almost a knee-jerk reaction, he leaped up in place, the previous somersault position quickly moved forward to dodge, and slashed towards the back with (shēn) a knife, at the same moment, a sound of gold and iron intersecting suddenly sounded, where Lone Gate was originally standing, a skeleton that looked more strong had already smashed down with a hammer, and the crisp sound of steel collision was also caused by Lone Gate's blade slashing his cervical vertebrae.

Can't cut in.

Seeing that the blade was bounced back, Lone Gate immediately withdrew his knife and retreated, and quickly relied on his position to open the distance between himself and the opponent, but the hammer-wielding skeleton did not pursue, but raised his right hand in the position of the former, and then saw that his palm automatically turned around, and in the small arm bone that was exposed like a black hole, a machine gun barrel with a threatening caliber retracted from the inside, and Gumen was shocked, and before he could make anything anyway, a bolt sounded gently, followed by a sweep that suddenly came like a torrential rain ( shè) barrage.

"This ...... Seeing this (qíng) shape, Park Jincheng was so anxious that he almost fell off the sofa, however, due to the limitations of the soldier's ability, the reinforcements who were supposed to be waiting not far away to listen to his order could not arrive, so at this moment, although he had a heavy army, he had no chance to use it, and in the current range, the only one who knew his specific whereabouts was the soldier.

If the Lonely Gate Long Night is killed here, then that Dr. Wu will never be able to be pulled out of the place of hiding (shēn), and without what he has in his hands, the moment of the Great Bite will be postponed again, so that not only the soldier will die, but even he, and even all the personnel involved in this mission, will definitely not escape the monstrous wrath of his master.

However, it is clear that the lonely family will not be willing to be killed.

The sword roared softly, and the sharp sound of breaking the wind pierced through the air, only to see that between the barrage like a golden rain, a faint half-moon-shaped sword qi bombarded straight towards the machine gun skeleton, like a butcher cutting off the bones of a beast, the sound was as neat and crisp as a butcher cutting off the bones of a beast, and the entire right arm of the skeleton was forcibly split in half with the machine gun hidden in it, and the broken barrel and bullet casing fell to the ground with a bang, and a metallic sound popped out.

The transformation between personalities alternated in an instant, and the long night full of murderous intent did not intend to give the hammer-wielding skeleton any chance to fight back, only to see one of its arrows rush into the opponent's arms, although it was not possible to get the slightest advantage by colliding with the skeleton skeleton with (ròu) (shēn), but a sword skill specially used to capture soldiers had been completed.

【Yanagi New (yīn) Flow, No Knife Take】

The giant hammer in his hand was refuted by a skillful force, Gumen held the sword in one hand and the hammer in the other, and then cut off the skeleton's left hand with a knife of hui (shēn) swordsmanship, and then took advantage of the momentum to swing a hammer, directly smashing the heavy hammer into the skeleton's eye sockets, countless pale bone fragments burst out, the hammer was out of his hand, and Gumen held the long knife with both hands, and then quickly lowered the (shēn) shape, and his waist was like a cheetah-like bow and lying on his stomach, and in an instant, everything in the world had slowed down.

Juhe.

Slash.

Slash.

Wear a robe.

Reverse robe.

Dragonfly cut.

In just half a breath, the deadly kendo combo had already slashed out, the skeleton still froze in place, and Long Night had already made the gesture of returning the sword to the sheath and turning (shēn) back to it.

Then, a breeze blew through the window, and the giant skeleton standing in place at this moment disappeared with the wind like quicksand, leaving no trace in place.

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