"I'll fuck it!" Su Lin couldn't help but burst into foul language when he saw that the War Emperor was so shameless. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Dare to be shameless in front of the shameless ancestors, isn't this playing with a big knife in front of Guan Gong, playing with an axe at the door of Luban, looking for abuse?

"You give me death-!" Su Lin was really furious, it was simply unforgivable, he directly took out a golden sand eagle from his arms, and then skillfully aimed, and then aimed at the back of the fleeing war emperor, without the slightest hesitation, he pulled the trigger of the sand eagle.

"Bang!"

Without the slightest precaution, without the slightest concern, the bullet appeared like this......

The War Emperor's body in mid-air suddenly staggered, and then his eyes couldn't help but go black, and the whole person fell to the ground.

"Whoosh!"

At the same time, Situ Xuan's figure also came to Su Lin's side at this time. Although everything just now is slow, it is actually very fast. From the time she set off to Su Lin's side at this time, it was only a few breaths, which showed how worried she was about Su Lin's safety.

She instantly appeared in front of Su Lin, blocking in front of him, and then asked with a concerned look and an eager tone, "Su Lin, how are you feeling?"

"I'm fine!" Su Lin shook his head and said, "I'm so good! If you don't believe me, you touch it!"

What happened just now, Su Lin himself didn't figure it out, how could the War Emperor's dart fly into his body, why did it disappear?

"Whew!"

At this time, Virgilio also rushed to Su Lin's side, looked him up and down with an anxious face, and then asked: "How is it, you can't die, can you?

“……”

Su Lin glanced at him with disdain, and then said, "I can't die if you die!"

Su Lin is fine, and he can't die, so the unlucky one can only be the Emperor of War.

After confirming that Su Lin was okay again, everyone's eyes couldn't help but fall on the body of the Emperor of War at this time, to be precise, on the back of the Queen of War, the bloody wound that was "gurgling" non-stop.

As we all know, the lethality of the Desert Eagle is very huge, especially for people who do not wear body armor, it is even more disastrous.

Anyone who has played Call of Duty knows that the Desert Eagle's single-shot power is 49, and if you can hit an enemy twice at close range and at least one shot to the head or torso, the opponent will die. With the addition of empty bullets, the power is increased to 60, and the headshot is 83, and you can defeat the enemy with two shots at close range.

Although Call of Duty is a game, the game is also based on real data, not out of thin air.

Su Lin hit the body of the Emperor of War at such a close distance, and naturally caused powerful damage to the body of the Emperor of War, so that after the Emperor of War fell, he couldn't stand up for a long time, and he didn't move for a long time, as if he was dead.

Of course, Su Lin and Situ Xuan knew that it was impossible for the War Emperor to die, at least a shot from the Desert Eagle could not kill him.

When he rested for a while and began to ease up, he struggled to move, trying to get up from the ground, he was the emperor of war, the number one master in Italy, naturally he had his own dignity, even if he was knocked down, he had to change to a decent and handsome posture, it was too embarrassing to climb like this.

However, he just made a move and realized that he was wrong, and it was outrageously wrong.

The kind of thermal weapon that he usually looked down on at all actually caused great damage to him, and he had just moved, and before he could move significantly, he felt a heart-piercing pain from the wound, and the strength and vitality of his body were also passing rapidly with the blood at this moment.

At this time, let alone getting up, it was very difficult for him to even turn over.

The Emperor of War was lying on the steps of the church in such a humiliating posture, as long as he walked a few more steps, he could reach the gate of the church, but unfortunately, just a few steps away, he was afraid that he would never be able to get out.

However, the Emperor of War did not give up.

He moved his body little by little, turning himself from a backward position to a forward position.

Of course, just doing such a simple action for ordinary people, he was sweating profusely, his face was extremely pale, as if he was seriously ill, and his breathing became like a dog on a hot day, "snorting", and his throat was scorching with pain.

He stared at Su Lin, Situ Xuan, and Virgilio with sad eyes, and even glanced at the priest who continued to hide not far away, and couldn't help but sigh, to be honest, he really couldn't accept the facts in front of him.

Why? Why?

Obviously, this is a trap set by himself, he is to let everyone jump in, and he wants to catch all of them, why is he like a lost dog in the end, oh, now he is not as good as a lost dog.

At least, the lost dog just lost his home, and he was going to lose his own life.

"Where's my dart?" the Emperor of War asked angrily, and now, he was still struggling, why did his dart disappear, why did it disappear for no reason?

"I don't know!" Su Lin shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and then said, "It seems that I was swallowed by the mysterious power in my mind!"

"Why do you have darts in your mind that can devour me?" the War Emperor began to cough violently after he asked the question.

His chest continued to rise and fall, and the blood was also "gurgling" faster, directly dyeing the steps of the church red, and a strong smell of blood was also transmitted.

At the same time, the corners of his mouth were also coughing, and there were constantly some blood foams coughing out, accompanied by some fragments of internal organs, after all, in the big battle just now, he also suffered a lot of internal injuries, and he could also suppress it with his strong strength and strong constellation power.

But now as his physical injuries worsen, the suppressed internal injuries also erupted at this moment, which is also known as taking advantage of your illness and killing you.

His hair was messy, his appearance was miserable, his eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was unwilling to ask, "Aren't you injured? Aren't you about as strong as Virgilio? How can you devour my darts?"

Hearing the Emperor's words, Virgilio felt that he was hurt, and he felt that he was lying down.

What do you mean to be about the same strength as me?

What's wrong with being about the same strength as me? Is it about the same strength as mine, so I can't catch your darts?