Chapter 787, disgusting vomit!

Chapter 787, disgusting vomit!

One overwhelmed the other, and the library shelves swooped forward in a straight line, like dominoes that had been toppled down.

"Pushed down?" Qin Luo's heart was suddenly shocked.

If no one deliberately knocked it down, how could these centuries-old bookshelves suddenly fall to the ground?

If someone deliberately pushed it down, then what was their purpose?

It's obvious. It's yourself.

In this way, he didn't try to crush himself by knocking down the bookshelves. Because even if this thing really weighs on itself, it can't make people die. He wanted to make the sāo around him, attract the attention of the bodyguards, or even force himself out.

The real killer move is not these pressed bookshelves, but the upcoming attack.

This thought flashed in his mind, and Qin Luo, who was running with Collei and Li Li, stopped all of a sudden.

"Ahh The two girls exclaimed in unison.

Qin Luo's opposite force was too sudden, and it made their arms hurt.

Qin Luo didn't have time to pay attention to this, he saw the bookshelves pressed from a distance, and suddenly kicked on the row of bookshelves he was standing.

Bang!

Under Qin Luo's vigorous action, the row of bookshelves fell in the opposite direction to the other bookshelves.

A long row of bookshelves was facing west, and the bookshelves that Qin Luo had kicked down were facing east. One is a ferocious long dragon, and the other is a small dragon that has just taken shape.

Syllable!

Two dragons, one long and one short, collided in the middle, and the sound shook the sky. The wooden bookshelves were finally able to withstand such an impact, and the clicking sound came and went. Like a decaying giant, with a missing arm and a broken leg, it fell to the ground in pieces.

The books from the Stockholm Medical School's collection were scattered everywhere, and the paper was flying like snowflakes in the frenzy of winter.

Because Qin Luo's side was a little late, the little dragon here was overwhelmed by the impact of the big dragon over there, and several rows of upside-down bookcases were knocked out.

Qin Luo was worried that Collei and Li Li would be injured, so he reached out and hugged the two of them in his arms. Then his back pressed against the bookshelf, and he flew forward with the force of the impact.

He deliberately leaned his back against the bookshelf, so that he could remove most of the impact. If he first threw himself down with the two little beauties in his arms, and then let the bookshelf behind him press up, then he would have to smash him into an internal injury.

Even so, Qin Luo still felt that his back sank and his throat was sweet.

Poof――

A mouthful of blood spurted out, all spitting on the inexplicably surprised faces of the two little beauties. Qin Luo also saw that there were a lot of blood stains splashed on Collet's lips, and he didn't know if this was an indirect kiss.

"I'm sorry-" Qin Luo actually felt that his behavior was very impolite at this critical moment. "I didn't mean to."

The two little beauties looked at Qin Luo with frightened faces, not knowing what he was talking about at all.

In the corner of the library, a bearded man with a gun ready to shoot saw that Qin Luo's figure did not appear in the corridor, his eyes were a little strange, and then he stretched out two fingers and made a gesture.

So, two men and women jumped out from behind the other two rows of bookshelves, one left and one right, and rushed towards the place where Qin Luo had fallen.

The two figures, one black and one white, one holding a fork and the other holding a long sword, floated towards Qin Luo like ghosts. The figure is indistinguishable to the naked eye, and the speed is amazing.

Datou and Jesus have been guarding Qin Luo's side, but they didn't expect that the murderer had already been ambushed in this library. And the way of long-range attack was chosen.

Even if they found that Qin Luo was buried in the bookshelf, they still guarded their original positions and did not act lightly.

One of them is a member of the soul of the Chinese army, and the other is a well-known killer in Europe. They know the real killer is yet to come.

It wasn't until the two figures, one black and one white, appeared, that Jesus and the big head moved.

Jesus' golden spear struck and rushed at the swordsman with his sword in his hand like an angry lion. And the big head met the African woman with cold eyes.

"These people, all of them deserve to die."

Seeing that his partners had opponents, the bearded man laughed.

He jumped onto the bookshelves that had fallen to the ground, and then rushed in the direction of Qin Luo like a descending leopard.

Yes, it was a killing.

They had already calculated the protective power by Qin Luo's side, and knew that there were two top masters by his side, Jesus and Datou.

Therefore, they were going to use the swordsman to deal with Jesus, and the woman in black to deal with the big head, and the extra self was the main force that killed Qin Luo.

Thinking of Qin Luo's figure seen from the telescope, he felt a little strange emotion in his heart.

A very delicate little man, if you want to change the environment, maybe you can have a good time before killing him.

Unfortunately, he couldn't take the body with him.

If Qin Luo knew about such an idea, he would have to pour all the remaining half of the bottle of bee butterfly eggs into his head.

His name is Tarot. It is a famous human bomber in Europe. In the past, he only liked to be a mercenary in the African and Arab theaters, because it was easy and convenient to kill.

He doesn't like to be a killer. He didn't like the feeling of being tied down by the killer.

Killers can only kill targets. And when he was a mercenary - as long as it was a person, he could kill. Enemy soldiers, ordinary people, and even his own teammates - as long as his mood caused him, kill them all for fun.

This time he was wounded and came back to recuperate, and the swordsmen came to the door, saying that they had a deal to cooperate with him.

In the past, swordsmen completed tasks single-handedly and never cooperated with others.

However, this time, not only did he have a black man by his side, but he also needed another partner.

It's not just the hefty commission, but the excitement just thinking about it makes his blood pump.

It's close.

It's getting closer.

He had jumped to the point where the two dragons collided, and he saw the bookshelf that was crushing the target underneath.

"Die." He screamed.

Then the body jumped high. When his body was in mid-air, he suddenly made a 180-degree turn.

He turned his front face to the back, his back forward, and leaned down heavily against the shelf.

It was his favorite trick, and he himself named it 'Roller'.

No matter who he is, as long as he is weighed down by his weight of one hundred and ninety kilograms, he will have a broken stomach and become a fresh meatloaf.

He likes to kill people like this. Violent, bloody, and unscrupulous, as if he were the god who rules the world.

You can do anything.

He was in a very good mood. Because of this blow, he will be able to complete the mission.

Sou!

He felt a slight pain in his back, as if he had been bitten by a mosquito.

However, the clothes he wears are so thick, how can mosquitoes bite into the flesh?

This doubt disappeared in a flash.

He had been hit by eleven bullets at the same time, a piece of flesh had been blown off his thigh, and three of his ribs had been broken.

For a blood-eating mercenary who kills tens of millions of people, he doesn't care about this level of damage at all.

Just as his back was about to press against the bookshelf, a loud roar came from underneath the bookshelf.

"Ahh

Poignant calendar. Grief and hatred. There's more to kill.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the bookshelf was lifted up and smashed towards him, who was about to hit the ground.

Syllable!

Tarot's back and the bookshelf came into close contact, and the bookshelf was defeated and smashed to pieces. And Tarot's body turned out to be like a big stone, still pressing towards Qin Luo according to its original trajectory.

Qin Luo was really shocked.

Is this man's flesh or not? Why don't you feel pain?

Also, didn't the needle that was thrown out just now have no effect? Or did it not pierce him at all?

Impossible. I've been preparing for so long.

Bang!

Tarot's body slammed down, crushing the stump of the bookshelf on the ground to pieces.

Collei and Li Li, who ran to the side when Qin Luo lifted the bookshelf, saw this scene and covered their mouths and screamed.

This kind of brutal battle is really too challenging for their nerves.

Take advantage of his illness and ask for his life.

Qin Luo's back was still in pain, but now was not the time to care about this.

He clenched his fist and punched Tarot in the eye, who was lying on the ground.

Only where is the most vulnerable place in the human body. It can also give this big bull the maximum damage.

Bang!

Tarot still made a move, and actually grabbed Qin Luo's wrist.

No matter how hard Qin Luo tried, he couldn't press his fist down or pull it out.

Qin Luo had long understood that he was far from his opponent in terms of competitive strength. I still want to win with speed. But he didn't expect that he was so agile even at speed.

His left fist struck again, but like the last time, it was held again by Tarot.

Tarot was lying on the ground, Qin Luo pressed on his body, and the two held hands and looked at each other silently. From a distance, their posture is rather ambiguous.

What made Qin Luo even more disgusting and wanted to vomit was that this bearded man actually licked his lips at him-

Just now, he was hit on the bookshelf in the back, and his stomach rolled over. Now that he saw the bearded man flattering at him and licking his mouth, he couldn't hold back any longer. I just feel a sweet throat -

Vomit -

Like a pregnant woman, the beef and broccoli that she had just eaten at noon were all spit on the bearded face.

Taking advantage of the bearded man's hand to wipe his face, Qin Luo's left hand was finally liberated, and then punched the bearded man's lower abdomen.

There is the Zhangmen acupoint, one of the dead points of the human body.

(PS: Today's first update.) )