Chapter 789, Zhong Kui kills ghosts!

On the big head is a woman in black clothes, black pants, black hair, black skin, and even her eyes are black sè.

His eyes were sharp, and his heart was full of anger.

The last time they were at the gate of Capital Medical University, they used the strategy of diverting the tiger from the mountain to make Qin Luo almost injured, which had already made the big head have a deep hatred for them in his heart. I didn't expect to follow Sweden again this time.

The tiger is not powerful, and you still treat me as a sick cat.

Datou didn't have any thoughts of pity in his heart, and he didn't even regard his opponent as a woman at all.

As she ran towards the woman in black, her hands were raised at the same time, and her right hand took the lead in pulling the trigger.

This shot was aimed at the head of the woman in black, very accurate, very accurate, as long as the woman in black stood still, she would definitely be able to shoot the head with one shot.

Of course, the woman in black is not a stone sculpture, and it is impossible for her to stand still.

On the contrary, her movements were as non-mainstream as her looks—she had just stood in the corridor, and had disappeared by the time she raised her gun.

However, if it was so easy for her to escape, the big head would not be the big head.

The black pistol he held in his right hand quickly shifted to the left, until it was hidden by the bookshelf.

He then fired three shots at the bookshelf.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

You know, regardless of the size of the pistol, it has a certain recoil. However, if you pay close attention, you will find that the three bullets he fired did not have any bias or tilt, and the landing points were exactly the same. It's like the pistol he uses has no recoil at all.

Of course, a pistol without recoil does not exist. He just went through countless hard exercises to keep his arms and body stable.

Three shots hit the bookshelf, as if they had completely missed.

However, there was a noise behind the bookshelves. It was the sound of an object falling to the ground.

"Shot?"

The big head froze, but did not immediately sprint over.

He had fought this woman in black last time, and knew that her body agility was unusual, even faster than the monkey in Dragon's Breath, which was known for its speed.

He listened for a few seconds, then walked over to a row of bookshelves and slammed into them with his body.

Boom Boom

If it was the fault of these killers that the bookshelf fell to the ground just now, this time the bookshelf collapsed was the work of the big head.

Seeing the movement here, Shiva, the director of the Royal Stockholm Academy of Medicine, and the teachers at the school were about to cry.

What kind of sin did this create, to invite a group of killers here?

One bookcase fell, and the second and third bookcases followed suit. The bookshelf where the woman in black was hiding also fell.

The collapse of the bookcase was still spreading forward, and the big head had already jumped up and ran quickly to the position of the woman in black.

Before the man could get closer, he had already raised his two guns and began to shry through the bookcase.

It wasn't until he finished firing the bullets in a pistol that he stopped striking. Once again, listen carefully to what's going on beneath the shelves.

Sou!

A cold and dangerous aura came from behind, and as soon as the big head turned around, he saw the woman in black flying over with a sharp blade.

One inch long, one strong. An inch short, a risk.

The gun is the king of long-range attacks, but it is difficult to play its proper role at close range. And the strange-looking blade in the hand of the man in black has become the image spokesperson of the god of death.

The big head was caught off guard, and the whole person was thrown to the ground by the woman in black.

The two of them rolled on the bumpy bookshelf, and the big head didn't feel the woman's ** as if she had no bones.

He grabbed the wrist of the woman in black with one hand to prevent her from piercing him. The other hand struggled to break free from the woman's grasp and shoot her, for the wrist of his hand holding the gun had also been grabbed by the woman in black.

The big head originally thought that he was a man, and he would definitely be far superior to this woman in terms of strength.

But he was wrong.

Don't look at this woman who is small and exquisite, but she is born with divine powers. When it comes to wrist wrestling, which is a competition for strength, he is not an opponent.

The big head was furious.

There is also a deep sense of humiliation.

As he tumbled underneath, he slammed his head upwards.

Click!

The two of them touched face to face, and the sound of the woman in black's nose could be heard.

Snowflakes splashed, and the blood that spilled from the nose of the woman in black instantly stained her and the big head's faces red.

She roared like a mad-haired beast, then opened her mouth to bite the big head's nose. At a glance, it looks like a ** couple is about to kiss.

"Shhhh

Unfortunately, her head suddenly couldn't move as she pressed down. And there was a tearing pain in the back of her head, as if her scalp was going to be ripped off.

"You'd better not move." Qin Luo grabbed a few small pigtails on the head of the woman in black and threatened.

When Tarot was hit by the human face mosquito virus and his whole body was out of strength, Qin Luo rushed up with a storm-like blow.

He hated these killers so much.

The mud bodhisattva still has three points of fire. They regarded themselves as prey again and again, which really made Qin Luo unbearable.

When he panted and closed his fist, he found that Tarot was not moving. His facial features were bleeding, the corners of his mouth were still viscous with reddish-brown sè fluid, and his breathing had stopped for a long time.

In a fit of rage, he broke his heart.

He glanced around, and after seeing that Su Zi was protected by Jǐng Cha, and Ke Lai and Li Li were not injured, he quickly ran over to Datou.

He hid behind the bookshelf, and wanted to suddenly rush up and hug her breasts when the woman in black wasn't looking.

However, the woman was too clever and cunning. And her body seemed to have no bones, and she was able to burrow through the narrow gap of the bookshelf - like a black snake that could drill through the circle of fire.

Qin Luo saw her sneak attack behind the big head with his own eyes, and originally wanted to make a sound, but thinking that the big head would inevitably feel something, he hid in place and didn't move.

Sure enough, when she attacked, the big head easily dodged.

Then when the two of them were in love with each other, Qin Luo ran up and grabbed the braid of the woman in black.

Of course, in order to prevent her from fighting back, he also pressed the knife he felt from Tarot against her neck.

Anyway, he had already killed someone, and if she made a slight move, Qin Luo would not hesitate to cut off her neck.

He knew very well that he couldn't be polite with these killers at all. As for what humanist jīng god is, that's pure.

Feeling the coldness on her neck, the woman in black finally sensed the danger.

She let go of the big head's hand and lay motionless on top of him.

Big Head raised his gun to her head, and it moved out from under her body.

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Of the three battlefields in the Library, the battle between Jesus and the Swordsman was the fiercest and most peaceful.

"And my lord said, Come unto me, ye ye who are toiling and heavy laden, and I will refresh you. Lay down your weapons, my old friend. It's so tiring to fight and kill. Why can't we go for a vodka and smoke a cigar? Jesus shot at the swordsman while preaching.

The swordsman walked quickly between the bookshelves, his body nimbly dodging Jesus' bullets, and said with a smile: "The killer who kills his employer will be spurned by his peers all over the world." If you can't even be a killer, can you still be a good believer in God? ”

"Hold fast to the hope we profess, and not be moved, for he who promised us is faithful." Jesus quickly changed the magazine for the pistol. "Killing an employer is about survival. To live is to serve our Lord. The Lord will forgive me. ”

When the swordsman heard the sound of Jesus changing bullets, he flicked his legs, jumped upwards with the support of the two bookshelves in front and back, and jumped lightly onto the top of the bookshelf.

Then he strode wildly, and soon reached the row of bookshelves where Jesus was.

Choke!

The long sword is unsheathed, and the blue water dragon groans.

He leapt into the air and rolled around Jesus' neck like a fairy out of nowhere.

Yes. The sword in his hand was like a spirit snake, like a vulture, as if it had eyes. Like a dream, as fast as lightning.

It's a soft sword. A soft sword that is incredibly sharp.

The soft sword, because its sword body is as soft as silk, the strength is not easy to master and use, and the practice must be highly concentrated in jīng, qi, and spirit, so it is a difficult type of swordsmanship in the type of sword weapon, and it is a sword weapon that is completely different from the hard sword.

Some beginners don't want to hurt others, they just don't want to hurt themselves.

But he didn't expect that the almost lost soft sword sword skills in China could be inherited by a foreigner.

If Qin Luo saw it, he would definitely sigh again. I really don't know if this is the luck or sorrow of the Chinese people.

Jesus knew how powerful the swordsman was, but he didn't know how powerful the swordsman was.

Looking at the tip of the sword that rolled towards his neck, his mind was highly concentrated.

He knew that if he was not careful, his head would be thrown into the air by him.

Jesus did not retreat. He couldn't retreat.

Instead, he used the strength of his huge body to slam into the bookshelf where the swordsman had just stood. The bookshelf fell, and his body threw himself out.

This is like a simple move to borrow a donkey from a slope, although it is not pretty, but it saved his life at this critical moment.

The heavy sword has no edge, and the great ingenuity does not work. In such a life-or-death moment, Jesus' ability to think of this way to escape danger has proven his status as Europe's top killer.

The swordsman's killing blow missed, and there was some surprise in his eyes.

But he did not stop there, but turned to the right, raised his right leg at the knee and lifted it up, his toes naturally drooping, and his sword was raised straight and stabbed at Jesus' vest.

At the same time, he also recited Chinese in his mouth and shouted: "Zhong Kui kills ghosts." ”

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