Chapter 057: No One Can Save My Life
The Zuan thugs, who were originally going to watch a good show, were all stunned. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
They never thought that Mark, who seemed to have everything under control and teased the frightened Lori in front of him, would fall in a pool of blood in the next second.
So much so that everything happened so fast that these people couldn't recover from the shock for a while.
Wang Hai is feeling a little confused now.
He could see everything he saw, he could feel the substance of his hand holding the cold hilt, and he could still smell the smell of blood coming from Lingling's corpse beneath his feet.
But he could no longer control his body.
Or rather, at this moment he lost control of Tiffany's body.
There was another tingling pain in the palm of his left hand.
The next moment, a rustic gray alloy glove appeared on the palm of 'own'.
"Calm down, untouchables. ā
Sakura lips, which are no longer under their control, open and close again.
Tiffany, who had taken his place and regained control of his body, slowly put on the glove that had appeared, and then raised his hands, his eyes filled with complicated tastes.
"The flesh when you were young?...... It's really nostalgic......"
On the other side, those Zuan thugs finally reacted.
Looking at the bald Mark lying on the ground, who had lost his life, they screamed and raised their weapons in their hands, ready to shoot Tiffany into a hornet's nest to avenge their lead brother.
With a sneer, without the slightest hesitation, Tiffany pulled the trigger in her hand and hit her two closest Zuan thugs directly to the head.
Her white brain was splattered with blood.
Tiffany, however, didn't feel it, threw away the pistol in her hand, quickly picked up a Hextech submachine gun next to the corpse, and raised her foot to rush towards the remaining Zaun thugs in the distance.
A dozen or so beams of Hex's energy sparked down her body, whistling down on her face.
Seeing that Tiffany's whole body was about to be shot through in the next second, she saw her eyes cold, raised her arm with gray alloy gloves, and stretched it out in the direction where the beam came.
In the next moment, the inconspicuous gray glove seemed to have a powerful suction, and it actually changed the direction of all the beams of light that were shooting at her, absorbing them all into the palm of her hand.
"Demon Breaking Equipment! This little bitch has Demon Breaking Equipment, everyone change to melee weapons!"
I don't know who shouted, and the thugs threw away the Hex weapons in their hands in a panic and pulled out the melee weapons they were carrying.
A few of them came back to their senses, and began to scramble to open what seemed to be a defensive device on their side.
However, they moved a little late.
Tiffany, with a Hex, had already arrived in front of them, like a wolf bursting into the flock, and a burst of fire shot them all out.
Pink dress, stained with bright red blood.
After shooting a beam of energy at the head of the last Zuan thug who fell to the ground, seemingly still breathing, Tiffany stood in the pile of corpses with a wicked smile on her face, like a blood-colored murderous demon.
Baker and Ezreal were dumbfounded at the same time.
Although in their eyes, Tiffany usually does look a little cold, and her sentences are always cold, and she will spit out a word to them viciously from time to time, but compared to the bloody demon in front of her now, Tiffany is as cute as an angel.
The murder method without the slightest hesitation did not change color in the face of the corpses all over the ground.
The long pink hair, against the backdrop of blood stains, actually makes people feel a charming killing meaning.
Looking at Tiffany, who threw away the gloves and submachine gun in his hand with a cold snort, even though they knew that this 'demon' would not turn his head and treat them cruelly like he had killed these Zaun thugs, they couldn't help but feel a little chill on their backs.
After absorbing a dozen or so energy beams, the gray alloy gloves that were thrown to the ground instantly shattered.
"Tsk, low-grade rags are really not easy to use. ā
Straddling over a corpse at her feet, Tiffany rummaged through the bald Mark's body, retrieving the pile of weapons and object compressors that Mark had stolen.
Using the object compressor to untie some of the weapons, Tiffany picked out three craftsman-grade Hextech weapons, picked one up herself, and threw the other two to Baker and Little Yellow Fur, who were still in a daze on the ground.
"Don't sit stupidly. ā
With one hand on her waist, Tiffany lifted her beautiful chin and looked at Baker on the ground with contempt: "You don't even dare to kill people, and you are embarrassed to say that you were born from the lower class of Zu'an?"
"I ......"
Hearing Lori's taunt, Baker got up from the ground with a red face, and was about to retort a few words, but found that Tiffany ignored him ruthlessly, turned his head and snorted coldly at Ezreal, "And you, you sissy little yellow hair." ā
Glancing at the gloves on Ezreal's hands, she sneered and continued, "The design is good, but the character is a little softer, and it is useless. You get out of here down this tunnel, I don't want to continue on the road with you oil bottle. ā
Xiao Huang Mao was stunned for a moment, and then frowned slightly.
A completely different tone from the usual Tiffany.
Although I didn't feel any disobedience, and it could even be said that this seemed to be Tiffany's original personality, this sudden change in tone and tone still made Xiao Huangmao feel a little uncomfortable.
"You...... It's not Tiffany, are you?"
"I'm Tiffany, civilian. ā
The corners of her mouth tugged, and Tiffany sneered.
However, just as she was about to say something more, she suddenly frowned.
'Can you stop me from feeling sick, inferior pariahs. ā
Wang Hai, who lost control of his body for some reason, witnessed the whole process of Tiffany's murder from the first perspective in Tiffany's mind.
Nine heavily armed and bulky Zaun thugs were slaughtered by Tiffany & Co. in less than a minute.
Blood, corpses, merciless killing.
And when Tiffany pulled the trigger, there was no fluctuation, as if she was killing a few animals, so that Wang Hai, who had already experienced this feeling at the beginning, still felt a little uncontrollable urge to be disgusted.
And his feelings also affected Tiffany herself, who was in control of her body at this time.
'Ben Jue really doesn't know how much mold he fell in his last life, and he will be invaded by useless waste like you. ā
Sighing, Tiffany shook her head helplessly.
'Ben Jue will only be in this state for about fifteen minutes, you have to think about your current situation, or next time, no one will be able to save your life. ā
There is no one who can save my life. ā