The cold sea breeze blew Ye Zifei's short hair, a black coat also fluttered, she held a sniper rifle in one hand, and wore the black mask on her face, when her eyes looked at Zhang Weidong on the front of the car, the sun could not hide her hot anger.

He went through hardships and dangers to bring him out of the gods, but he didn't expect that he would be imprisoned again.

The bullets rained in like raindrops, clanging, bursting around her, hitting the steel frame, bursting with sparks.

Ye Zifei jumped straight from the tower, her graceful posture was like a high platform diving, and a climbing rope hung behind her, and soon the rope was stretched straight and bounced again.

Ye Zifei constantly changed her body posture in the air, controlling the amplitude of her leap, and her coat was open, dancing like a pair of flying wings.

As the swing of the rope became smaller and smaller, Ye Zifei suddenly untied the rope buckle behind him and jumped down from a position more than two meters high.

The people below forgot to shoot, and there was only one thought in everyone's minds, who was this woman!

The seahorse came back to his senses first and shouted, "Why are you stunned?!" Shoot! ”

Ye Zifei ran quickly, while observing the opponent's bullet road line, looking for cover, suddenly a bend to a sharp stop, his body slid on the concrete floor for a distance, the sniper rifle in his hand was raised, he aimed in motion, pulled the trigger, "Touch!" "There was a crisp sound, and the bullet screamed out, and the bullet went into the accelerator of a car.

"Boom!" The car blew up.

The few people hiding behind the car were not spared, rolling, screaming, and some of them were on fire, and thick smoke spread all around.

Ye Zifei squatted on the ground and calmly continued to pull the trigger, his cold gaze was like a poisoned snake in the grass, looking for prey, spitting out a scarlet tongue of fire, and the sharp sound of bullets cutting through the air was like the mourning of death.

A scream rang out in the black smoke. Blood flowed all over the ground, disturbing the minds of others.

When the last bullet was fired, Ye Zifei threw away the sniper rifle in his hand and pulled out the pistol hanging from his waist. Walked towards them.

A man couldn't stand the fear in his heart, shouted and ran frantically for his life, and just after running a few steps, Ye Zifei shot decisively, and the bullet pierced his lung. He threw himself to the ground, gasping for breath and pleading for his companions.

The rest fell into deep despair, knowing that if they continued like this, they would die on an abandoned dock like everyone else.

Suddenly, a speedboat came from the sea, and before it could dock, countless bullets shot in the direction of Ye Zifei, who rolled over for a distance and ran wildly in embarrassment. Hide behind a container.

"!" Ye Zifei burst into foul mouth for the first time.

Thinking that rescue had arrived, the others cheered loudly and waved excitedly to the people on the yacht, finally freeing themselves from the fear of the shadow of death.

Unnoticed, one of the people on the yacht, with the help of his companions, had finished loading the shoulder rocket launcher and locked the target in their position.

When the cannonballs flew towards them with long flames, they fled for their lives in fear.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and the scene was in shambles. Flesh and blood flying.

The yacht approached the dock, and four soldiers in camouflage uniforms were picked up from above, and the weapons in their hands were all American weapons, and they had a regular tactical formation. Cover each other while attacking quickly. There is also a sniper covered in a net pocket on the yacht, who keeps an eye on the situation on the shore through the sniper scope and calmly selects targets to shoot.

As soon as Ye Zifei poked his head out, he was shot like a rain of bullets, and he couldn't show his head at all.

The four camouflage-uniformed soldiers quickly approached Zhang Weidong's position. One of them seemed to be checking on his injuries, while the other three scattered, paying attention to their surroundings.

They followed the walkie-talkie and asked for instructions, and one of them pulled out a dagger, slit Zhang Weidong's throat, and then stabbed him in the chest, leaving the dagger on his body.

Ye Zifei just happened to see this scene, the whole person suddenly stiffened, her head was blank, a sniper bullet was shot on the container, the splashing fire burned her face, and the scorching pain seemed to ignite the anger in her heart, like a volcano bursting, erupting from the deepest part of her heart, and then spreading, scorching every nerve.

"Ahh Ye Zifei leaned behind the container and shouted loudly, his tone revealing endless sadness and grief.

Tears continued to slide down and then drip from under the mask.

Then she heard the sound of approaching footsteps, and she suddenly appeared from behind the container, and the one person lifted the spear in the man's hand, and the pistol in the other hand was directly pressed against his jaw, and shot wildly, warm blood spraying on her mask, everywhere.

His other three comrades-in-arms, who were still cleaning the lives of other survivors, saw this scene and turned their guns to shoot at Ye Zifei.

Ye Zifei picked up the rifle on the ground, used the corpse of their comrade in front of him, and fired back, and soon the bullets ran out.

One of them was wounded in the thigh, and the other two dragged him and began to evacuate, shooting while covering.

Ye Zifei found the magazine from the corpse, quickly changed it, and looked at it again, and the three people were already close to the yacht.

"Dada!"

She didn't have time to aim, and kept pulling the trigger until the bullets ran out again, and one of them collapsed on the beach, and the other two, ignoring their companions, climbed onto the yacht and fled.

Ye Zifei looked at the direction in which they disappeared, and the dark mask couldn't see her expression at the moment, only the green tendons on her neck were bursting up, and her chest was undulating.

She threw away the gun and walked in the direction of Zhang Weidong step by step, her footsteps dragging heavily and making a dull sound, echoing in this dead dock.

It was very quiet at the moment, and the smell of blood and gunpowder was everywhere, and there was no one alive except Ye Zifei.

She finally walked up to Zhang Weidong, took off her mask, and looked at Zhang Weidong's lifeless face, as if she was asleep, pale without a trace of blood, and her youthful face still had the pits of acne healing left by her youth.

Ye Fei raised his head to the sky and roared like a wounded beast, alarming the foraging seabirds to scatter.

She caressed Zhang Weidong's cold face, and just said palely: "I'm sorry, thank you too...... Love, if you have an afterlife, I hope you won't meet me again! ”

She felt that Zhang Weidong's death was all caused by herself, if she hadn't met herself, maybe he wouldn't have embarked on this road, maybe he was playing music with his friends in a bar at the moment, enjoying his youth.

Sirens could be heard in the distance......

Ye Zifei took one last look at him and walked towards the sea, until she disappeared into the undulating sea above her head. (To be continued.) )

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A strange car accident, a jade bracelet with hidden mysteries, a mysterious and moody man, and the secret that has been sealed for thousands of years is revealed.

The catastrophe of the sky, the war of immortals and demons, what is hidden behind the deep love for thousands of years?!

Is it the eternal truth, or the treacherous and indifferent human nature?!!!

PS: The world is so scary, woo woo ~ Mom, please take me home ~