"Disappointment", Mo Yuan mentioned again, "how long has it been since you experienced such an emotion?"

"It seems that you don't want to be saved", the woman's face was calm, and there was no regret, "If you talk about 'disappointment', before, I would be disappointed every time I met someone like you who didn't want to be saved, but now," she glanced at Yu Deshui who was lying on the ground, "I'm used to it." ”

"People who don't want to be saved", Mo Yuan stared at the gun in the woman's right hand, "Is death waiting for him?"

"It's not death," the woman sighed, "but a new mission." ”

"Ha", Mo Yuan smiled, "Can we sit down and eat something before fulfilling our new mission?" after all," Mo Yuan turned to Xiao Lan, whose eyes were blurred, "it's more or less embarrassing to stand and chat like this." ”

"I don't mind this embarrassment", the woman glanced at Xiaolan with Mo Yuan's eyes, "As I said just now, there was no you in the original plan, but now, I have given you each a new mission, you should not sit together, she will survive, and if you don't want to be saved......"

"Do you know when the power of the knife is at its highest?" Mo Yuan interrupted the woman's words.

"What?"

"When it's in the scabbard. ”

"What do you want to say?" the woman clenched the gun in her right hand,

"Once it is pulled out, it is the end of the strong crossbow", Mo Yuan took out his right hand from his trouser belt and made a knife drawing movement in the air, "Juhe slashed, if the knife is out of the sheath, and the opponent is still alive......"

"However, the gun can continue to fire, although there are fewer surprises, but the speed of the bullet does not change. As she spoke, the woman pulled off the hammer of her pistol, and in the air, there was a cold sound of machinery.

"It looks like it is designed based on the classic Walther PPK", Mo Yuan pointed to his pistol in detail, "However, this kind of pistol is generally a mixture of single and double action, before the first shot, you can pull the hammer in advance to improve the speed and accuracy of the subsequent shooting, or you can pull the trigger directly without pulling the hammer in advance, of course, the speed and accuracy will be affected." ”

The woman was noncommittal.

"After the first shot, the hammer will stay in the standby position, and the next shot will not have to knock down the hammer", Mo Yuan posed with the fingers of his right hand in the shape of a pistol, and his thumb was backwards, simulating the appearance of a hammer, "But, you just wrenched the hammer again, that is, before each shot, you need to deal with the hammer, which is really a strange design." ”

"Hehe", the woman smiled, her white and thin face was a little relieved and surprised, "Under normal circumstances, with the first bullet being fired, the back seat of the sleeve will overwhelm the hammer, and then you don't need to pull off the hammer, this is the practice of most single or double pistols, but I like to listen to the sound of pulling off the hammer, and I like to observe people's expressions when they hear the cold sound, so I specially customized this design." ”

"It's a bad taste. Mo Yuan shook his head.

"In the face of the fear of death," the woman craned her neck slightly, "much like the devotion of God." But", she looked at Mo Yuan again, with a little regret on her face, "There is no piety on your face. ”

"Your gun can't shoot anymore," Mo Yuan shrugged, "When you unexpectedly pull out your gun and shoot at Yu Deshui at a very fast speed, its maximum power is gone." ”

"Huh?" the woman frowned and pursed her lower lip slightly.

"In the current era, science and technology are really developed", Mo Yuan sighed, "Of course, you who use such a retro weapon, maybe, can't understand it." ”

The gun was aimed at Mo Yuan.

"The weakness of this kind of weapon is that it needs to hit the process", Mo Yuan continued, "The hammer hits the firing pin, and the firing pin hits the bullet primer violently, well, the textbook process, what if, the firing pin, has melted?"

The right hand, which was holding the gun, trembled slightly.

"Actually, when my left hand is taken out of my trouser pocket, everything is done, thanks to the current technology......"

"Bang!"

The bullet shattered the wrist equipment worn on Mo Yuan's left hand, and the fragments were scattered, cutting through his pants and embedding them in the flesh, and the black pants gradually oozed red blood.

The blood from the wrist wound dripped down Mo Yuan's fingers on the ground, and the red flowers slowly bloomed on the carpet.

"Bang!"

The bullet hit Mo Yuan's right shoulder.

The white shirt instantly turned red.

"Should I say that your marksmanship is good or bad, cough cough", Mo Yuan frowned, sweat on his forehead, and his face was a little pale, "Fortunately, the bullet grazed the subclavian artery and passed ......"

Cold.

Cold with a hint of sweetness.

From the right shoulder, left leg, and wrist, it spreads all over the body.

Trembling, uncontrollable trembling.

Itchy.

As if attracted by the sweetness, countless tiny insects, densely packed, converged into a stream, burrowing into the wounds on the right shoulder, left leg and wrist, they gnawed at Mo Yuan's flesh and blood, invaded the blood vessels, crawled along the blood vessels, and spread throughout the body.

Hurt.

The dense insects could not be satisfied with the simple sweetness after all, they broke through the blood vessels, sharpened their sharp fangs on Mo Yuan's bones, and pierced Mo Yuan's nerves.

Mo Yuan's left leg gradually weakened to support, swayed, his left knee slowly landed on the ground unwillingly, his right leg bent and squatted, his left hand hung weakly on the ground, his right shoulder leaned slightly, he reluctantly raised his head and looked at the woman with contempt in his eyes.

"You actually deceived me", the woman raised her left hand, her slender white fingers, covering her mouth, and tears seemed to be shaking in her eyes, "I don't want you to suffer, it hurts, right?"

"You are also afraid that you will not be able to complete the mission given by God like your sister", the words squeezed out of Mo Yuan's mouth, "You use weapons that are out of the times, and you are also afraid of this era, your god, is it very ancient? Or, is it really a god? This era, of course, should be washed, but, from the beginning, I did not agree with your way. In Mo Yuan's eyes, it was the woman in the library.

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"How long have you been paying attention to me? I'm a strange person, aren't I?"

"No, you're just unique. ”