The moon soldier leaned against the wall, Nian Bu held his mouth and eyes to the door, and moved towards Ouyang Yue'er little by little.

It's not close.

The mercenary was half-crouched and stretched out his arms. It was only a few centimeters away from touching Ouyang Yue'er's body, and his fingertips had even felt the body temperature on Ouyang Yue'er's body, and he could smell the body fragrance from her body in his nose.

It smells so good. The thought only flickered through the mercenary's mind, and then something seemed to break through his forehead and burrow into his brain. And then it's like a stick poking into the brain and stirring, and the whole brain hurts as if it's going to explode. It feels as if the soul is about to leave the body before. He seemed to faintly hear a "bang" of gunshot. and the "noise" of a bullet when it pierces the door panel. Sound.

Just a little bit. These were the mercenaries' last thoughts. His body was already leaning away from the wall, his eyes widened, and he sat down limply, dragging a long, shocking crimson across the wall behind him.

At the same time as the gunshots rang out, the four mercenaries in the room were all on guard and fired wildly at the half-open door. The bullet instantly shot the thick door panel through thousands of holes and sawdust flying, and the lower half of the door panel was even broken out of the parent body, leaving only the upper half still hanging reluctantly on the door frame.

It is estimated that more than half of the magazine has been shot. The rough soldiers hurriedly raised their hands. The roaring gunfire immediately stopped, and one by one they stared out with bated breath.

The courtyard was quiet, and through the broken door panel, you could see that there was no one outside. The four mercenaries knew they had missed their target, not even a single bullet. This is not human degree at all. The four of them only felt a chill on their backs penetrating their heads, and this kind of depression would really drive people crazy.

The rough mine man raised his gun to the door, Mingshen quickly glanced at Ouyang Yue'er and the mercenary who was about to catch her, the mercenary was already dead, and a shot hit the forehead, he was looking at Ouyang Yue'er with his eyes open and his neck crooked, as if he hadn't realized that he was dead until he died. The rough man only felt cold, the sneak attacker couldn't see the mercenary's location through the door panel, why could he still hit accurately with one shot?

A place away from the mercenary's corpse, Ouyang Yue'er hid in the corner of the wall and curled herself up desperately, her body trembling violently, but she still maintained a trace of reason, forcing herself to knock on the silver teeth tightly and refuse to make a sound no matter what. From the moment that dark shadow burst out of the wall. She knew it was. Here it comes. He didn't forget her, nor did he give up on her, when she was most helpless and needed him the most, his arrival swept away all the fear in Ouyang Yue'er's heart, and she was instantly surrounded by a warm feeling, which was called a sense of security. So. Even in the midst of a hail of bullets, even if one corpse after another was lying next to her, she still forced herself to close her eyes tightly and not make a sound. Because it's outside, and even more so because she doesn't want to. See the side of yourself again.

Poor woman, no matter how noble her status is, she is still a woman who needs to be loved by others. It's just that when she falls in love with a man completely, even the screams of fear are completely recorded. But Yue'er didn't know, "What she paid for her was more."

When he realized that the next target would be Ouyang Yue'er, "he came non-stop." Although he knew that as soon as he appeared, he would immediately fall into a bigger crisis and trap. But he still rushed over without hesitation, because he had a reason to come. Ouyang Yue'er is not an ordinary woman, she is always protected by a group of well-trained bodyguards, if she wants to make a move against Ouyang Yue'er, she must be supported by heavy firepower. And it has to be decided even more. Even if Ouyang Yue'er's bodyguards are elite, they can't resist the heavy firepower with their flesh and blood, and being able to carry a pistol on them is already the result of Ouyang Bo's greatest efforts, don't expect these bodyguards to be supported by heavy firepower. The people of the Destiny Force are also very closely monitored, and it is impossible to carry weapons, and even if people come, they can only add a few corpses at most with their bare hands. So. I can't help but come in person, and only he can protect Ouyang Yue'er in the current situation. In fact. This decision is very wise and correct, if he is one step late, Ouyang Yue'er's experience may be unimaginable, and he may even become the second Yang Rui.

So. Coming, even if Liudao has clearly analyzed it, the probability that he will be brought back by the dragon soul this time is higher than fifty percent, and the probability of death is higher than forty-five percent, and there is only less than a five percent chance that he can escape alive, but. still has no hesitation, even if he dies in the end.

Liudao jokingly called him a firefighter, and he didn't mind running wherever there was a disaster, because whether it was Zhang Xinxin, Ruan Qingyu, Ouyang Yue'er and Chu Fan, he had a reason not to protect these four women.

Feelings are baggage, and the more baggage you carry. The heavier the weight on the body.

But. I can't get rid of these burdens anymore. I can only do my best to protect them. But protection alone was not enough, after all, he and all the members of the Dark Cross could not stay by the side of these four women forever, only attack was the best defense. So this time. Before he came out, he had already made up his mind, he wanted to take the initiative to attack, whether it was the Yang family, Xu Qian, the Wang family, or others, whoever dared to provoke him, he would definitely meet the gods and kill the gods, and the Buddha would kill the Buddha!

In this world, weak and good people will only be bullied. "It is the madman who is afraid of people who want to die. Not a madman, but he must be crazier than an alum. Beat everyone to be afraid of him, beat everyone to be afraid of him, only then those people have to calculate whether they can withstand the revenge of the killing god before they want to do it to these four women again.

On the edge of the backyard pool, "with his back against the wall and holding his breath, a silenced pistol in one hand." A pocket pistol with a dragon soul in one hand.

At this time, he is also under a lot of pressure, guarding against the people in the house, and also guarding against whether a sniper from a distance will shoot him. From. Half a minute had passed since the start of the Sky Slash and the Moon Slash, and the people guarding the room were worthy of being strong professional mercenaries, even if they had been beaten by him, they still guarded the door and refused to retreat. It's not that these mercenaries are stupid, it's that they're experienced. It would indeed be much safer to cover with a wall after retreating to the corner of the corridor, but doing so would be tantamount to them giving up Ouyang Yue'er and the frontline position, thus turning the battlefield into a street battle. See. With that weird and flexible body, they know that they will lose more and win less in street fighting, and the losing series in their hands is not suitable for street fighting, and the ricochet that bounces back on the wall is likely to kill them. The only advantage now is to restrain Ouyang Yue'er, so that . The rat thrower didn't dare to shoot indiscriminately, otherwise if a ricochet accidentally injured Ouyang Yue'er, it would be tantamount to. Kill her with your own hands. And what they have to do is to use Ouyang Yue'er as a shield to guard the door to delay time, and the rest depends on the battle between the firebird in the front yard and the mercenaries left behind, if the firebird wins, this group of mercenaries will be wrapped up and beaten like dumplings, if the firebird loses, they can take Ouyang Yue'er to fight and retreat, and finally there will be a great chance to escape.

The mercenaries guessed correctly, if nothing else, the key to the outcome of this battle is indeed likely to be in the front yard, the mercenaries keep four people, and the firebird is only one, and it is difficult to say who wins or loses. The sky burial clamped down on the other side's snipers, "and was suppressed by them at the door again, and they couldn't rush in for the time being." So what about Xue Ling'er? Why hasn't Xue Ling'er ever appeared after the battle has been fought until now?

The last four mercenaries were nervously staring at the outside of the courtyard at the peak of their spirits, and at this moment, three consecutive shots suddenly came from behind them.

The rough man who had broken his nerves to the limit and another female mercenary, Huo Di, jumped around, roared wildly and shot into the depths of the corridor behind him, Zibei kept hitting the walls on both sides of the corridor and rubbing a little starlight, but there was no one in the depths of the corridor, and the people who were sneaking up behind had already hid again. Only then did the two mercenaries behind them fall straight down facing the backyard door.

When six or seven bullets were fired, the rough man suddenly realized that there was more than one enemy, and immediately turned to the door. But it was too late, and the moment he turned around, he clearly caught a glimpse of a figure flying through the doorway, and the jumping figure raised his hands horizontally, and both hands burst into flames at the same time. The rough man subconsciously pressed his neck hard against his left shoulder, he didn't know. The shot was fired at his head or body, and it was a purely knee-jerk reaction. But he was right. And luck is good enough, because. It was a silenced pistol fired at him, not a Dragon Soul pocket pistol. If it was that anti-aircraft pocket pistol, he wouldn't even have a chance to dodge.

"Bang!whoosh!" Two distinct gunshots rang out at the same time, and the female mercenary, who was still firing wildly into the depths of the corridor, shuddered violently, and a huge bloody hole had been opened in the back of her head.

And the rough mine big man because of the timely dodge, plus. It was a silenced pistol fired at him, so the bullet that was originally fired at the center of the eyebrows missed, but it hit the big man's right ear, instantly blowing up most of the ear, and half of his face was covered with flesh and blood.

The rough man roared, the threat of death had suppressed the pain in his body, ignoring his ears and letting the blood gushing out of his shoulders soak his clothes. Desperately raised his gun and swept at the door.

When the second roar in his hand "the figure has disappeared from the door. After a few shots angrily, the big man immediately flew towards Ouyang Yue'er without hesitation, there was only one person left on the mercenary side, and there were two people on the other side, and they were still attacking back and forth, and the only way to save the life of the rough man now was to coerce Ouyang Yue'er and let the other party throw a rat trap. But when he jumped towards Ouyang Yue'er, a slender figure suddenly flashed in the depths of the corridor behind him, raising his hands flat, "bang" two shots at the same time, and the two bullets accurately hit the thick man's body, one in the back waist and the other in the buttocks. Although none of them were fatal injuries, they also suffocated his actions.

Although his movements only paused for less than half a second. But for those who are best at timing. That's enough. Outside the door, the figure appeared leisurely, his left hand raised, and the pocket pistol in his hand was already aimed at the head of the big man. The big man desperately deducted the plate machine and wanted to fight for a jade burn, but unfortunately the moment he deducted the plate machine, he had been shot in the head.

"Bang!" the distinctive sound of the pocket pistol came at the right time, but the big man could no longer hear it. The board machine, whose fingers had been pressed to the critical point, could not continue to press after all.

"Click!" He finally lay weakly at Ouyang Yue'er's feet, and the thin blood mixed with the filamentous viscous object flowed out of the blood hole in his left eye socket that had been blown open. (To be continued)