Chapter 62 My brother's marksmanship is very accurate

In the dark corridor, Shen Ming's body seemed to have precipitated out of the darkness, so naturally he stepped on the platform, took two steps forward, and stood under the moonlight.

The wound in his abdomen was torn even more by the fierce running grappling, and the blood was dripping down the edge of the scotch tape, and his face turned pale and finally showed weakness, but the revolver in his right hand never trembled for a moment.

"Are you alright?" Shen Ming looked at Xiao Yi and asked softly, "Did he beat you?" ”

"Nope." Xiao Yi suddenly wanted to cry, and finally understood why those girls who were protected by Shen Ming fell in love with him so madly, just because of this man, the man who was dirty all over his body was not afraid of any danger at all, and he was walking in front of you with his life and asking, "Are you okay?" ”

Aside from the mountains of bills, what could be more appealing to a girl?

"That's good, don't worry, we'll be home right away." Shen Ming said with a smile.

"Don't think about going anywhere until you die! You Nirvana bastard who kills a thousand knives, you have designed a game to trap me from the very beginning! The back bound spirit standing behind Xiao Yi finally calmed down and began to learn to analyze what was wrong in the matter, "Your purpose from the beginning was just to save this woman, you deliberately shot my son in front of me, just made me angrily focus on killing you, ignoring the option of killing this woman." ”

"What can I do now? I'm here, you're within my range, and if you want to save your life, you have to keep her alive. Shen Ming coldly ordered.

"No, no, no, I won't act according to your train of thought anymore, I admit that you are as strong as a monster, maybe stronger than the top killers in my organization, but ah, as long as this girl is in my hands, the situation will never be controlled by you.

Now, listen to me, and if you want to save her, raise your little revolver and shoot yourself in the temple. The Backbound Spirit grinned.

"How can I trust that she will leave safely after I die?" Shen Ming calmly questioned.

"I don't know, it's probably character, right?" The backbound spirit said.

"Auntie, do you believe me?" Shen Ming no longer paid attention to this madman killer.

"Believe."

"Can you trust me with your life?" Shen Ming asked again.

"What do you want to do?" The back bound spirit couldn't see Shen Ming's face, but he felt that something was wrong.

Shen Ming didn't have any warning, and suddenly raised the revolver in his hand and shot Xiao Yi in the stomach, Xiao Yi's pupils widened, and he looked at Shen Ming as if he was going to die.

The round-headed bullet passed through the gap between the internal organs, and hit the body armor that bound the abdomen of the back in the back. The bullet that was supposed to be fended off as usual shattered the ceramic shard, penetrating the lining and crumbling into the back of the backbound spirit's stomach like a shotgun.

He never found out that Shen Ming's shooting was never blind, he used one small power bullet after another like a paper cutter to hit the edge of the ceramic piece on the back binding spirit's body to move, crack, and then give a central strike, making it the last straw that crushed the camel.

The power of the explosion of the ceramic piece shook the back binding spirit to the ground, and the abdomen seemed to bloom, as many as more than 100 pieces of ceramics even if it was operated, and it didn't take 10 hours to clean it up.

Xiao Yi didn't know what was happening behind her, she lost her balance and fell forward after being shot, but she was held in Shen Ming's arms before falling.

"Don't talk, don't breathe too hard, relax, cover the wound, so that you can control blood loss, I have called an ambulance just now, and I will be able to take you to the hospital soon." Shen Ming said and put Xiao Yi flat on the floor, and immediately got up and aimed at the back binding spirit not far away again.

This wrinkled old man, who had been wounded so badly, stood up tremblingly with the muzzle of his gun against the ground. If he hadn't covered the big hole in his stomach with his hands, it is estimated that his intestines would have fallen out.

"If you lie still and don't move, you might still be alive, but for now...... Please mourn. Shen Ming looked at the blood in that place coldly and sighed.

"My son is dead, what is the point of being alive for me? What's wrong with me spending my life killing, doing what I do best? What's wrong with killing people for money? It's just that I'm not as good as others......" The back bound spirit gushed out a large mouthful of blood, and slowly raised the pistol tremblingly.

"Don't push me." Shen Ming's spear was aimed at the forehead of the backbound spirit.

"I didn't force you...... It's the life of the bow though the woman everyone. The back bound spirit sneered and raised the muzzle of the gun, but it was not Shen Ming's bullet that killed him, an upside-down slender black shadow fell from the sky, like an upside-down cross, and with a slash, he cut off the head of the back bound spirit.

The rope on the falcon's leg was tied to the crane arm that rotated from the opposite side, and after the killing, it didn't stop for even a second, and bounced back into the sky under the pull of the rubber band, while the smoke bomb with the latch removed from the other hand had been thrown to the ground. But what she didn't imagine was that Shen Ming's reaction was faster than the rubber band, and the muzzle he raised was only half a minute up, and a snap shot broke the rope that rebounded, and his body turned around in the air with a kick, kicking the smoke bomb that had not yet landed 30 meters away and falling downstairs.

The falcon, which had lost its way out, somersaulted like a ghost in the air, and kicked Shen Ming's defense in the forearm with a forward kick, and flew 3 meters after borrowing the force, and slipped backwards and fell to the ground.

At this moment, it became clear that the lightning-fast killer was a girl, she was wearing a black mask that just blocked the lower half of her face, her ear-length wavy black curls were naturally falling, she was wearing a black imitation leather tights, and she was carrying a shrinking glider behind her back.

And the deadliest thing in her body, apart from the Nepalese scimitar in her hand that was still dripping blood, was her cold brown eyes.

"Who are you?" Shen Ming threw away the 05-type small revolver that had been shot empty in his hand, and rarely raised his fists to prepare for battle.

"Hayabusa, a killer." Falcon's answer was concise and to the point.

"Why did you kill him?" In comparison, Shen Ming is more like checking the household registration.

"He's one of our mid-range killers, with average technique, but cheap, and dedicated. However, the organization has rules and kills people only for money. This guy has been doing some moneyless private goods recently, and he has caused such a big trouble, and the organization has ordered to kill him.

However, in my opinion, the stingy organization is because this old guy is retired in a few months and has to pay a large pension, so it is better to find a reason to kill it. Hayabusa, who spoke in an innocent voice, shook the blade casually and splashed blood on the ground beside him, "Really, it's obviously a killer, but he has lived extravagantly to retirement, how can he not be hated?" ”

"Have I seen you anywhere?" Shen Ming looked at those eyes, and his heart couldn't help but throb a little.

"Big brother, your way of accosting you is too old-fashioned, right?" The masked falcon sighed helplessly.

"No, I really look like I've seen you somewhere." Shen Ming firmly believed that his memory was forged from nightmares, and he would never have illusions, "Take off the mask and let me see." ”

"You men are all so virtuous, first say just take off the mask, wait and then say you want to take off your clothes and see, and finally pick up your pants...... Loss of temperament. The falcon straightened up, his height of 150 was particularly petite and cute, "Otherwise, you put the bird on the ground first, and I'll show you, and if you don't like to drop it yourself, I'll help you!" ”

I saw the Nepalese scimitar in the hand of the falcon turned, and he held it with his backhand, and rushed forward with force under his feet. But the distance of 3 meters is already in front of you in the blink of an eye.

The speed of the falcon made Shen Ming couldn't help but be surprised, this was already a Nirvana-level impact, the little girl's arms were so slender, but the blade she wielded was extremely sharp. Shen Ming retreated while dodging, wanting to use the cement pillar behind her to jam her blade, but the horror was that the bright red veins of the falcon's arm suddenly bulged, and he forcibly held the blade and cut the knife edge from the cement pillar, and even the steel bars inside were cut like noodles, and the movements in his hands did not decrease at all, and he continued to chase and slash.

It wasn't until Shen Ming slipped back and picked up the pistol that bound the spirit on his back, and it was three shots, forcing the falcon to retreat to the edge of the building.

"You're so, you use a gun! I'm not playing with you anymore! The falcon jumped backwards unhappily, and its body flew out of the building, and the glider behind it opened, flying away into the distance under the night.

Shen Ming held the gun, it was still in range, there were still bullets in the chamber, he couldn't miss it at all, but his fingers didn't obey and couldn't pull the trigger.

The ambulance and police car downstairs have arrived, and the most important thing now is to deal with Xiao Yi's gunshot wound first, and Shen Ming has to forget about the girl killer called Falcon for the time being.

And flew a full 200 meters away, the girl under the glider finally took off the mask on her face, looked back and sighed, "My brother's marksmanship is still so accurate...... I almost thought I was going to be beaten to death by you.

I didn't expect to see you for 10 years, you have become nirvana, but I have become a killer...... It's ironic, I hope our lives will never cross paths again......"

If Shen Ming saw Falcon's appearance at this moment, he would definitely exclaim the name "Shen Wan'er", the sister who died in front of him......

That night, Shen Ming was overwhelmed by hatred, and he was in too much hurry to take revenge, and he didn't look at it for a while. When the doctor declared that the rescue was ineffective and pushed Shen Wan'er out of the operating room, a group of black-clothed people snatched her body and sent her to an ambulance bound for the airport.

Shen Wan'er didn't die, but from that day on, she had already treated herself as dead. Now there is no Shen Wan'er in the world, only a 16-year-old girl killer named "Falcon". I734