Through the leafy branches, Deng Ziwei can be seen on the weekend being choked by the neck by a man in a black suit, the man is burly, like a humanoid tank. I was very impressed by this person on the weekend, and I didn't need to look at it to know that it was a.

The hugged the tall Deng Ziwei from behind, and his big black hand pinched Deng Ziwei's throat, making Deng Ziwei's voice hoarse and weak.

"Grass!" Seeing that Deng Ziwei was controlled by a, he scolded secretly on the weekend, but he didn't dare to show up now, because the person who put the cold gun in the dark just now was not a. In other words, the appearance of the this time was with a helper, and if the weekend was not mistaken, the's helper should be the white ghost, the white man who used a gun like a god and looked like a girl.

"Weekend, you bastard, coward, get out." Hiding in the dense flower garden on the weekend and not showing up, the pinched Deng Ziwei and roared hard, "Don't think it's safe for you to hide, get out of here, or I'll let this woman live or die." ”

As he spoke, a saber suddenly appeared in the's hand, also a superb saber from Switzerland, with a dark body, but the blade was all shiny, and under the moonlit night, it exuded a faint cold glow.

The sharp saber was attached to Deng Ziwei's fair cheeks, like a bloody devil meeting Tang Seng meat, Deng Ziwei's big eyes were round, and she had been struggling now, and she didn't dare to come out now.

Seeing this scene, I couldn't do it on the weekend, so I had to come out of the flower garden.

", let's meet again." The movement of the weekend out of the flower garden was very slow, not the outer figure crab step he was used to, but slightly arched, like an old man who had gone through the vicissitudes of a lifetime, and when he stopped about five steps away from the, he lit a cigarette.

On a moonlit night, the smoke that came out of his mouth was like a demon with teeth and claws.

While smoking, he continued to walk towards the: ", you are also a character in the killer world, your target is me, there is no need to attack a woman, right?" Let her go, and I'll leave her at your disposal. ”

"Stop!" The saw that the weekend did not stop walking towards him, although the weekend was a leisurely walk, but the sensed the danger, so, when the two were nearly three steps away, the escorted Deng Ziwei to gently take half a step back.

Almost at the same time as the lifted his feet and retreated, a strange scene occurred.

The really saw that the weekend that had been standing in front of him slightly hunched and smoking had suddenly disappeared, the kind of vanishing for no reason, without the slightest sign.

This scene is unforgettable for the for the rest of his life!

"Ah......h

Although he can't see the weekend, the knows very well that the weekend is going to do something to himself, and the reason why he suddenly disappeared is because the weekend moves so fast that the's eyes can't react.

At this moment, Deng Ziwei became her only protective shield, the roared, and the saber that was originally attached to Deng Ziwei's face suddenly wiped towards Deng Ziwei's neck: "On the weekend, don't mess around, I will kill her......"

"Uh......"

Before he could finish speaking, the's saber hand suddenly sank, and with a click, the saber was taken away by Weekend.

Weekend, who was originally standing in front of the, was really standing behind the at this time, and the saber was gently taken by his hand, and a hideous bloody wound appeared on the back of the's hand.

"Ahh

With a scream, the hurriedly pushed Deng Ziwei away in his arms, because standing behind him at this time on the weekend, Deng Ziwei became a burden to him.

While pushing Deng Ziwei away, the ran forward, he wanted to avoid the weekend.

It's a pity that the speed of the weekend is too fast, almost at the same time as he just pushed Deng Ziwei away, there was a chill at the vest, and you don't need to look to know that the weekend cut his back with a saber.

"White ghost, you don't shoot yet?" The was very strong, and he still had the strength to be stabbed twice in succession, and a donkey rolled and finally escaped five paces away from the weekend.

It took less than two seconds from the weekend when he suddenly rushed to the nigga donkey to roll and escape, which shows how perverted the speed of the weekend and the nigga's reaction is.

Deng Ziwei was obviously frightened, but her sanity was still there, and she knew very well that staying here would only be a burden for the weekend, so almost as she was pushed to the ground by the, she hurriedly got up and ran in the direction of the hotel, but just took a step before she tripped over the pebbles on the ground.

Boom!

Another gunshot came, and this time, the other party's target was not the weekend, but Deng Ziwei, who turned and fled.

The next second

It was also thanks to Deng Ziwei's luck that she tripped over a pebble on the ground as soon as she escaped, otherwise, the bullet would not have hit her shoulder but the back of her head.

The power of the bullet can be imagined, and Deng Ziwei was falling to the ground at the same time as she was shot, and she lost her life after her heel fell.

On the weekend, his heart sank, and he couldn't care about Deng Ziwei's life or death now.

Suddenly, he pounced on the who had not had time to get up from the ground, like a hungry tiger pounced, the who had received two knives in succession was a little sluggish, and in the blink of an eye, the saber in his hand stabbed the in the shoulder again, and at the same time, he lifted the up in front of him, and the saber was aimed at the's neck: ", it's the white ghost who put the cold gun, hurry up and let your old friend get out, or I don't mind killing you!" ”

"White ...... White Ghost ...... Fast...... Hurry out...... Come out ......"

The was completely stunned, his legs were trembling now, and he was trembling when he spoke, and as he said this, his eyes fell on the opposite side of the riverbank, and it was clear that the white ghost was behind the big rock on the other side of the river.

The weekend looked into the eyes of the and sneered in his heart.

Boom!

Another gunshot rang out, and Weekend threw the in his arms.

The is huge, but in front of the weekend, he seems to be a chick all the time, and at the same time as the gunshots rang out, the smashed in the direction where the bullets were flying.

"Ah......h

In the darkness of the night, the let out a scream, and the next second, he fell on the bank of the river with a muffled thud.

The reason why the weekend wants to arrest the at a critical moment is not to use the to force the white ghost out, because he knows very well that although the and the white ghost are partners, the relationship between the two will never be so iron that the white ghost can give up attacking the weekend for the sake of the's life, and the real purpose of the weekend is to learn the white ghost's hiding place through the.

Obviously, the purpose of the weekend was achieved.

Behind the big rocks on the other side of the river, twenty meters away from the weekend, the white ghost hid there and fired a cold gun.

Almost at the same time as the was thrown out, Weekend's body moved, he turned around and hugged Deng Ziwei, who didn't know anyone, into his arms, and then ran wildly, running in the direction of the hotel.

Weekend knows that the white ghost is accurate in marksmanship, so he picks the path with many obstacles along the way.

The closer you get to the hotel, the more people there are, so the white ghost didn't shoot blatantly anymore, after all, this is Huaxia, and the sin of blatant shooting is not small.

At this time, Deng Ziwei's shoulders were bloody, and she was still in a coma, and she wanted to enter the hotel from the main gate would definitely attract attention.

Fortunately, Deng Ziwei had a room card in the bag she was carrying, and the room number where Deng Ziwei lived was marked on the room card, so soon, Deng Ziwei was successfully sent back to the room on the weekend.

Deng Ziwei's shoulder was grazed by a bullet, and the bullet did not remain in her body, the reason why Deng Ziwei fainted was probably frightened, and she was finally relieved on the weekend.

In order not to let the white ghost hurt Deng Ziwei, after putting Deng Ziwei on the bed, he hurriedly walked out of the room again, and without thinking about it, he went to the roof through the elevator.

The roof of the building is empty, and at a glance, it is as flat as a desert, and in the moonlit night, it gives people a sense of desolation.

The weekend knew that the white ghost had been following him, so, when he reached the empty roof, he pulled out the silver-gray pistol hidden on his body, and twenty paces away, the gun hole was firmly aimed at the only entrance to the top floor.

The highest level of martial arts, the unity of heaven and man!

A martial artist in this realm, even if he closes his eyes, he can sense that the ants are drilling a hole a hundred steps away, and there is still a big gap between the weekend and the mysterious realm, but he still has that hazy feeling of the unity of heaven and man.

The darkness radiated and melted into the night breeze on the rooftop, bringing the weekend's perception to twenty or thirty paces away, and the weekend could feel a white man in a white suit who looked like a girl cautiously walking towards the roof.

The white ghost was very careful, and he seemed to sense that he was standing on the roof of the building at this time and pointed a gun at the only entrance door, so after reaching the entrance, he hid in the corner of the wall.

After all, this hazy perception is not seen with his own eyes, as if the weekend is virtual in his mind, and the reality is greatly reduced, so the weekend when he points a gun at the door is actually not easy, because he always feels that he is covered by danger and cannot get rid of it.

In the world of martial arts, two peerless masters will always stand ten steps away from each other before playing heads-up one-on-one. It's not to be cool, it's not to stall for time, but the other party is very aware of each other's strength, and a blink of an eye may be seized by the opponent, and once the opponent seizes the opportunity, there is only one consequence, being killed by the opponent with one blow.

That's how it feels on the weekend.

Although he couldn't see it, he could sense that the white ghost was hiding behind the root of the wall, and between the two of them, after putting aside the wall, it was equivalent to facing each other, and the distance was twenty steps.

As the minutes passed, the hand holding the gun began to feel numb on the weekend, which had nothing to do with physical strength, but was affected by mental thoughts, and physical strength was being consumed dramatically.

Before I knew it, beads of sweat the size of beans began to overflow on my forehead over the weekend.

This feeling is more mentally draining than fighting with the female goblin Li Guanfei on the plum blossom pile in the practice room, and it is no exaggeration to say that if a person with a weak mind is in this kind of environment where he may be shot in the head at any time, it is estimated that it will not take long to collapse.

In the midst of this silent confrontation, Weekend stared at the only entrance, and he imagined in his mind ten thousand ways to kill the white ghost, but he rejected them one by one.

You know, the speed of the bullet is ridiculously fast, even if you run with all your strength on the weekend, you can't be faster than the bullet, if you miss, what awaits you is only death, after all, the female goblin Li Guanfei said that the white ghost is a top master of playing with guns, and he doesn't dare to joke with his own life on the weekend.

Finally, I don't know how long it took, things got better.

Downstairs suddenly there was a sound of footsteps, the footsteps were very messy, it is estimated that there were several people, and after a while, there was a sound of talking, and when I heard the sound, I knew that it was the security guard on patrol.

Hearing that a security guard had come upstairs, the corners of Weekend's mouth raised slightly.

Sure enough, almost at the same time as the corners of his mouth rose on the weekend, the voice of one of the security guards came from the direction of the entrance: "Hey, what are you doing squatting there?" ”

The "you" in the mouth of the security guard is naturally the white ghost squatting on the other side of the entrance.

"Grass!" The white ghost's target was exposed, and he couldn't help but curse secretly, and in the next second, a dull gunfire came from the entrance to the ears of the weekend.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three shots, three screams, and the patrolling guards all fell.

"Here's your chance!" Weekend was overjoyed, and almost at the same time that the first shot reached his ears, he suddenly rushed in the direction of the door.

The dark urging made his speed faster than the reaction speed of his eyeballs, and in the blink of an eye, the huge roof became empty, as if the flat land had disappeared on the weekend.