Eleven hands touched their waists, but only one dagger was touched.

He reached for his trouser pocket again, and then he touched the deformed mournful phone that had been squeezed.

Just by touching it, Eleven knew that his situation was not good.

There is no doubt that this phone is useless.

And Eleven also brought a mobile phone out, that is, he couldn't ask the people of the organization for help through his mobile phone.

Eleven took out something from his pocket besides his phone, a hard black tube, the Soul Gun.

He picked up the soul gun, and just by looking at it, he knew that there was something wrong with it.

Whether it is the feel or the color, it is not comparable to his old partner.

This soul gun is lighter and darker in color.

In other words, this is not Eleven's old partner, just a "fake soul gun".

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There are two types of soul guns.

The True Soul Gun refers to a soul strike spear with real lethality, which is crafted from a special soul.

It can be said that every soul gun is carefully crafted from the soul of a person, a demon, or a demon.

In White Cat, the soul gun is also divided into good and bad, and the lethality is determined by the quality.

And Eleven's soul guns are the inferior ones, this is the first one Eleven got when he first joined the organization and became a low-level backbone.

Even if you have become a senior backbone later, you can use your authority to exchange for some high-quality new goods.

Eleven never had the idea of wanting to replace.

In his words, he is used to it, and this soul gun is relatively easy to use.

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The above is the True Soul Gun.

The Fake Soul Gun, on the other hand, is a completely different kind of thing.

In fact, there is another name for the fake soul gun, which was given by the inventor veterinarian, and the full name is:

"Uncle Demon is very handsome, conscientious, and conscientious, but helpless, readers have no conscience, don't comment, don't vote, don't put forward opinions, don't even give a comment, don't save him, let him be the sorrow of hydrology. ”

As you can see above, the name is too long, so the organization abbreviates it as "fake gun".

The long point is just a "fake soul gun".

The ability of the Fake Soul Gun is to fake the wound of the target for a few hours, and once the time is up, the wound hit by the Fake Soul Gun will fully recover.

If you are killed by a fake soul gun, then after a few hours, the person who is killed will be alive and kicking without the slightest discomfort.

The material used to make this thing is not a soul, but some rare materials that are specifically referred to, so very few white cats are produced.

The dozen or so that are known now have only been distributed to the hands of various senior backbones.

As for the members below the senior backbone?

Although this thing is rare, it is more just a symbol of the status and status of the white cat.

However, in Eleven's eyes, a fake soul gun does not have an old partner of its own

- The somewhat faded and gray True Soul Gun is important.

Eleven gave this old partner who had been with him for four years a name in his heart, and he called it "Oil".

It's a very vulgar name, and the reason for the name is only because when Eleven first got it, it had a bright color like oil.

It's just that after four years of using it, the color of "oil" has gradually changed.

No, it's all about to turn into "lime".

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Seeing that there was a fake soul gun on his body, Ten must not be as indifferent as if he had lost an ordinary tool.

He put the dummy gun back in his pants pocket.

Standing up with difficulty, the cold sweat that hurt all over my body came down, it was like being roasted by fire.

Gritting his teeth, he jumped in the direction of the co-pilot with his left foot alone.

I tried to open the co-pilot's door, but the door was out of shape and couldn't be opened.

When I looked through a crack in the window, I saw a black pipe sitting in the passenger seat.

Eleven had planned to go around and get it from the driver's seat, but when he looked at the steering wheel and the twisted angle over there, he found it a little difficult.

God knows how and at what difficulty managed to climb out.

So, he took a sharp breath......

"!!!!!"

Punched directly on the car window.

In an instant, the glass of the car window was smashed.

Eleven's arm was also cut by glass shards, and blood gushed out.

But he didn't care.

Instead, he continued to stretch his hand inward until he took out the soul gun.

The blood was pouring and flowing.

Eleven hold the "oil" firmly in his hand.

Blood flowed down his hand, all down his arm towards Oil's body.

Eleven was walking towards the back of the car, so he didn't pay attention to whether there was anything wrong with the "oil".

As a result, most of the blood in his arm was absorbed by the "oil", and he did not notice that only a few drops of less than fell to the ground.

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But even if Eleven saw the blood on the ground, he wouldn't think much about it.

for there was a lot of blood on the ground.

Eleven thought it was his own arm, but it wasn't.

Only a few drops of blood fell to the ground from Eleven's arms.

Most of the fluid on the ground was still the bad blood that Eleven's severed right foot had lost as it moved.

After all, Eleven now moves on his left foot.

Every time I jumped, there were large blood stains left on the ground, and it looked so terrifying.

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Eleven came to the back door of the car.

Pulled the door handle, and the car didn't open.

So Eleven took the bloody oil.

"Bang Bang Bang !!"

Several shots were fired in succession.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but it seems that the power of oil is stronger than before.

It's like it's aware that the situation is bad, so it wants to try to get Eleven out of danger as soon as possible.

Of course, Eleven doesn't think so.

He just thought it was an illusion that he was too weak at the moment and his body was not good.

The lethality of oil should still be the same as before, but I am too weak, so I feel that its power is even better.

"Bang Bang Bang !!"

Several more shots were fired in succession.

Until they almost opened all the holes near the handle of the car door.

Eleven pulled up the handle, and sure enough, the door opened easily this time.

There was eleven luggage in the back seat of the car.

Eleven brought it up.

There was a small medical kit next to the seat of the car, and Eleven took it out as well.

Then, he dragged the suitcase to the side of the road, used it as a stool, sat on it, opened the medical box, and began to carefully disinfect and bandage himself and treat the wound.

When I took off my clothes, I found that my body was already covered in blood and black wounds.

He jumped into the back seat of the car again, and finally found a bottle of water.

I wiped it simply with the help of the clothes I took off, and washed the wound with water conservation.

Then, it is time to disinfect with alcohol, apply medicine, and bandage.

The position on the back eleven couldn't be handled, so I had to wrap it around it with a bandage and wait until I got back.

It took a long time to treat most of the wounds, and by the time I came to my senses, nearly three hours had passed.

And most of Eleven's upper body has been wrapped in bandages, and if you wrap your head and left hand around again, it will be a living mummy.

Now, only the right leg remains.

Eleven looked at the soles of his feet, which had been severed from his ankles, and saw that the bones above him had dried up with blood.

The right foot had regained some sensation at the moment, and the pain was like salt on the wound.

The recovery of consciousness is limited to the wound above, and the soles of the feet, which can be seen under the wounds of the bones, seem to have lost their nerves.

Ten must have taken his senses, and then, taking out a small saw from the medical kit.

He crossed Erlang's legs, gritted his teeth without any anesthetic, and began to see a little above the split.

This foot can no longer be delayed......