Pingjiang Rebellion Seventy-eight, Maiko Mizutani

Rows of lights illuminated the hangar in a miserable white, and in front of the black car, two spiral iron guns glowed with a brass metallic sheen, foam-like blood trickled out from under the nano barrier in the front window, and the sound of firecrackers-like gunfire came from the left, and on the right was the sound of a knife blade piercing the air. Blood-red corpses like Italian meat sauce were splashed on the ground wantonly, and while Yan Qing broke through the wall just now, he also smashed these little minions into scum by the way.

Guo Yanqing withdrew his gaze from Guo Longjin, knowing that Guo Longjin couldn't get out of his body at this time, and he could only rely on himself for the time being. Continuing to maintain a high-speed dodge, Guo Yanqing dodged the never-ending bullet torrent while staring at the woman's movements, grasping every minute and every second to observe, aiming, pulling the trigger, changing the position, and changing the magazine...... Her every movement was smooth and skillful, as if she had practiced him as an imaginary enemy countless times, but over time, Yan Qing also observed a pattern, that is, whenever she changed the magazine, the rate of fire would slow down, and the accuracy of her shooting would also decrease a little.

This is because of the dual-wielding, the woman is obviously right-handed, and although the left hand is as smooth as the right hand through rigorous training, there will always be a bit of a gap between the two. In addition, due to the different recoil and bullet caliber of the two guns, unless she is a robot and can delicately control every muscle tremble, it is impossible to switch to the firing mode of the other gun in an instant, and it will take at least a second or so to adjust.

One second is enough for Yan Qing to seize the opportunity.

He began to think about how to use the fleeting second.

With a bang, the dot 50 Magnum high-power pistol cartridge came out of the 0.50-inch barrel of the M500 revolver. Guo Yanqing hurriedly dodged and dodged.

This gun is known as the most powerful pistol in the world, it is usually used to hunt large prey, and it is not a problem to kill a pig with one shot, once Guo Yanqing is hit, I am afraid that half of his body will be directly shattered. Fortunately, there will be an obvious lifting action when this gun is fired, and it can only be loaded with five bullets at a time, so Guo Yanqing has not been shot until this time.

I don't know how the woman's slender arms managed to control the beast.

Guo Yanqing guessed that she must have some kind of spiritual text that can suppress the recoil of the gun or improve the accuracy of shooting, or it is the kind of [bullet time] that increases the instantaneous reaction speed.

It was not for nothing that this woman chose these two guns as her main weapons.

Sand Eagle and M500 revolver, can be called "hand cannon", bringing huge recoil but also bringing not to be underestimated lethality, using these two pistols to restrict Kuang Yanqing's movements, it is a bit reluctant, if it weren't for the woman's mastery of superb archery, Kuang Yanqing burst into her early morning and cut her throat with a dagger.

However, it is precisely because these two guns can easily cause extremely terrifying damage, Guo Yanqing is particularly jealous, if not, he can resist a shot and plant flowers, at most he will be slightly injured, as long as he can activate the [fish intestine], then this radius of ten meters will become his hunting field, he can unscrupulously break into the woman's close body, and solve the battle with the fastest speed.

However, if it was these two guns, then he could not take any chances.

You know, as long as he shoots in his hand, half of his arm will be blown to pieces.

Guo Yanqing regretted a little that he didn't carry a long-range weapon, he relied too much on Lingwen [Fish Intestine], and he was also too confident in his cold weapon killing ability, and looked down on most of the hot weapons, thinking that as long as he entered the mirror, no one could shoot him. That's true, but what if he can't get into the mirror?

Wait, mirrors?

Guo Yanqing suddenly had an idea.

At the same time, his body quickly retreated, gradually approaching the side of the car.

Several bullets followed him into the ground behind him, leaving a series of charred black pits.

The bullet speed stagnated for a moment, and Guo Yanqing took the opportunity to take out the flowers, and reached out to the rearview mirror, seemingly preparing to plant flowers.

One of the characteristics of the Dawn Flower Sea is that it ignores the location of the plant, soil, steel, concrete, ...... Basically, any material can be planted, but the diffusion range depends on the material, and if it is planted on an iron sheet, it will bloom at most two square flower beds, which is not very useful.

However, this is obviously not known to the woman.

She saw that Guo Yanqing was about to plant flowers, her eyes immediately froze, and before the bottom of the flower touched the hard iron sheet, a bullet came first, directly shattering the rearview mirror, and the glass fragments that burst exploded in front of Guo Yanqing's eyes, he quickly raised his hand, dense pain came from the back of his hand and arm, and when he put down his hand, he saw that it was full of cold light deep in the flesh, and dripping blood oozed from the terrible linear wound.

Guo Yanqing endured the severe pain, his face remained unchanged, he quickly turned around, and then stomped hard, shoveled up the stubble scattered on the ground by the side of his shoe, and a dense silver light splashed on the woman like mercury. At the same moment, Kuang Yan Qingli stepped forward, and while pulling out the glass shard from his arm with an expressionless face, he activated the spiritual text [Fish Intestine].

The woman hurriedly stepped back, avoiding the "mercury rain" that fell down, and at the same time squinted her eyes and raised her gun to aim at the indifferent man who pounced on him like a cheetah in the rain.

Flames erupted from the muzzle of the gun, like fireworks on a rainy day.

This time, Guo Yanqing did not dodge, but threw the glass shard in his hand forward.

The next moment, he disappeared from the rapid running, and when he reappeared, he was in front of the woman, and the two were less than half a meter apart.

The "mercury rain" fell behind him.

Raising his hand and waving horizontally, the dagger cut at the woman's neck, the woman's complexion changed slightly, and she immediately collected the gun and defended herself.

With a bang, the dagger hit the hard barrel of the sand eagle's iron-gray gun, and the huge force made the woman's hand holding the gun tremble slightly, and she almost let go.

Ku Yan had a cold face, his other hand rubbed as if by magic, a thin shard of glass jumped out between his fingers, his wrist suddenly turned, bringing a strong whirling force, and the glass shard immediately rotated, like a magician flying card, out of his hand, and turned half a circle around the woman's slender waist.

The moment it appeared behind the woman, Guo Yanqing immediately seized the opportunity and disappeared in place.

The woman was ready to shoot, at such a close distance, she couldn't miss, as long as Kuang Yanqing was shot, she would be half-crippled.

However, she had just pulled half of the trigger, but she was stunned to find that Guo Yanqing had fled in front of her, and at the same time, the sound of heavy breathing from behind her was heard.

"This can't be!" she cried out to herself.

She clearly avoided all the glass shards, and there would definitely not be a "fish that slipped through the net", how did Guo Yanqing get behind her?

In order to restrain Lingwen [Fish Intestine], she didn't even wear any ornaments on her body, and even Sha Ying chose iron gray, which would definitely not leave Guan Yanqing the slightest opportunity to shuttle through the mirror.

Since all her attention was on defending against the dagger that cut her throat just now, she didn't notice the small movement of Guan Yanqing's other hand, so she didn't know how Guo Yanqing got behind her.

A fiery breath breathed through her snow-white neck.

If they were in the presidential suite of a hotel at this time, the woman might be emotionally moved by it.

But now is the moment of life or death, so at this moment, the woman only feels a biting chill.

She wanted to dodge, but a powerful big hand wrapped around her waist, clamping her next move like a plier, in a panic, the woman's eyes lit up, and the other hand holding the M500 revolver fell down, leaning behind her in a strange posture, against Guo Yanqing's waist, and at the same time said in her mouth: "Let's die together!!"

Tear and pull.

One hand fell to the ground, as white as frost and snow.

The gun was entangled in the severed hand, and the knuckles pressed against the trigger, but it could no longer be pulled.

"Ahh

She didn't expect this trick of Guo Yanqing, she thought that Guo Yanqing was preparing to backstab her, according to the information she knew, Guo Yanqing was an expert in short combat, once he sneaked behind him, he would choose to cut his throat neatly eight times out of ten, but why didn't he do it this time?

The pain of losing a palm could not suppress the screaming question in the woman's heart at this time.

However, Guo Yanqing obviously didn't have the idea of answering her questions and solving her doubts, and took advantage of her pain to kill her!

Controlling her almost frantic resistance with his hand around the woman's waist, the hand that held the dagger rose again and again, against the woman's tender neck, and he whispered in her ear like a sympathetic person, "Goodbye." ”

The cold light flashed—

A little farther away, Shui Yu'er sat in the helicopter cabin, and saw the Japanese woman named "Mizutani Maiko" falling weakly, a pair of beautiful eyes full of unwillingness, and the blood sprinkled by the waterfall instantly stained her red cheongsam, she was extremely beautiful in life and extremely beautiful in death.

"Let's go. ”

Shui Yu'er was expressionless, retracted her gaze, and said to the driver.

"But—"

"I say go!"

The driver did not dare to resist the violent girl, if it weren't for the fact that the other drivers were already dead, he had no doubt that the girl would kill him and let someone else replace him.

The rotors go from slow to fast.

The canopy of the hangar is split to the sides.

I don't know when the rain stopped, and a massive cold wind rushed in in an instant.

Shui Yu'er turned his head to look at Shui Wende who was sleeping, he had just drunk a whole glass of water, and there were sleeping pills in the water, the dose was enough to faint an elephant, but for Shui Wende, it could only let him sleep for thirty-six hours, and when he woke up, they had already left Huangming and appeared on a small island in Southeast Asia.

And next to Shui Wende, a young woman with delicate facial features and a sense of misanthropy is also asleep. Shui Yu'er had some pity in her eyes, and she didn't know how the "Sleeper" gang would concoct her.

The helicopter staggered into the sky in a fierce cold wind.

"Someone is down there. "The pilot suddenly said that he felt that the weight of the helicopter was tilting to one side.

Shui Yu'er pulled out of her thoughts, poked her head out of the cabin, her short dark black hair fluttered in the wind, and she saw a man grabbing the landing gear with both arms and climbing up.

It's Kuang Yanqing.

"It's really ghostly!" Shui Yu'er whispered.

Ask the driver, "Put the landing gear away." ”

"I can't take it. The driver was stunned, "This is a skid-type landing gear, and it can't be stowed away." ”

"Damn!" Shui Yu'er was a little irritable, this helicopter was snatched by them from the Kuang family, but I didn't expect to use the backward skid-type landing gear, and now they all switch to wheeled landing gear?

Shui Yuer didn't know that this helicopter was leftover from a logistics company, and the model was relatively old.

"I should have taken the previous one if I knew I should have left!" Shui Yu'er muttered.

In fact, she could have left, but the Japanese woman Maiko Mizutani and the Russian man Olig had to say that there was one last task, to find a way to kill the three brothers of the Kuang family and get their bodies.

Just when Shui Yu'er thought that they would not come, they came. And so it happened.

Maiko Mizutani, who was full of confidence, was killed on the spot, and Olig, who was full of muscles, seemed to be fast.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Shui Yuer decisively chose to evacuate, but the difficult situation Yanqing followed.

While muttering, Shui Yu'er took out the pistol pinned to her waist, stood up with a shaky wobble, grabbed the railing with her hand to keep her balance, leaned out half of her body, and shot at Kuang Yanqing against the strong wind.

Three shots in a row, all of them hit the landing gear, and sparks flew everywhere.

Guo Yanqing squinted and looked up, and saw a girl in her twenties smiling coldly at her, and the barrel of the gun was also reflecting cold light.

"It's kind of familiar. Guo Yan said in his heart.

After a few moments, he remembered that a few weeks ago, the Intelligence Bureau had given the Special Operations Section a list of suspicious people when they were investigating the Qian Gang, a newly emerging underground force in Pingjiang. There is credible information that the Qian Gang has secretly come into contact with some evil psionics who have been released from the Delirium Prison.

In the list of suspicious people, there is a photo of the girl, but because of the extremely long distance, it is extremely blurry.

But Guo Yanqing recognized it at a glance at this time, and the abnormal violence and coldness could be transmitted through the photo.

"It turns out that this bureau has been laid out so early. Guo Yanqing said in his heart.