At the critical moment, Hu Ling'er showed extraordinary calmness, she quietly raised her gun, and aimed at the agent with the strength of a second-level ninja.

She didn't aim at Jiro Nagasa, who was a third-level ninja, because she couldn't guarantee that the bullet she shot would hit in one hit.

And for the devil ninja in the realm of the day after tomorrow, she is still sure.

As long as you kill that second-level ninja with one shot, the remaining two ninjas will have the power to fight.

Although there are still two left, that level 1 ninja can't pose any real threat to himself, and he can slap himself to death in a minute.

However, if you leave that second-level ninja behind, it will be different, although the second-level ninja is not his opponent alone, but with a third-level ninja to fight against himself, then his chances of winning will be very small.

To put it simply, the strength of a first-level ninja is too weak to effectively help the battle between a third-level ninja and a master of the same realm, while a second-level ninja second only to a third-level ninja is different.

Syllable! A gunshot broke the silence in the woods, and Nagama Jiro's face changed greatly, and he immediately reminded him: "Shimamoto-kun be careful!" ”

However, it was already too late.

A pistol bullet with a scorching air current, slicing through the air, whoosh! Flying in, a second-level ninja agent named Shimamoto didn't have time to dodge and was shot in the face on the spot.

The bullet went straight into his head and killed him in one shot.

Nagasa Erlang and the first-level ninja were furious, and they all pulled out the Wang Ba box with guns on their bodies, and fired at the big tree where Hu Ling'er was hiding.

"Bang bang bang bang...... two pistols hit the tree with green smoke, bullets into the tree, breaking the bark, and the tree dander is raging.

Hu Ling'er only hated that she didn't bring a grenade, otherwise she would take the opportunity to throw it out at this time, even if she couldn't kill the third-level ninja, she could kill the other one.

"Yaga, bastard, get out of here!" Nagasa Erlang was furious, there were three of his own, and there was only one person on the other side, and he was killed under his nose and killed a powerful subordinate.

The two devil agents' Wang Ba box pistols quickly ran out of bullets, and just as they were changing magazines, Hu Ling'er suddenly poked out his right hand holding a gun from the other side of the tree and fired at the two of them again and again.

The Mauser pistol has a full capacity of twenty rounds, and both in terms of power and firepower, it is much stronger than the little devil's Southern Type 14, that is, the Wang Eight Box, because the Southern Type 14 semi-automatic pistol has a capacity of only eight rounds.

And the failure rate is still extremely high, although the guns of Nagasa Jiro and Motogami were lucky not to malfunction in this firefight, but after eight bullets, it is already their fatal loophole.

"Papa......" Hu Ling'er only fired one shot when she shot the second-level ninja just now, and there were nineteen bullets in her chamber.

The power of the box gun's continuous fire was exerted to the extreme at this moment.

Nineteen bullets were fired in less than twenty seconds, and all of them were fired at Jiro Nagama and Motogami who were changing magazines.

Nagasa Jiro's strength was already comparable to that of an acquired peak powerhouse, and he hurriedly rolled on the spot, and a few bullets only hit the place where he was standing before.

And Benshang, who was the weakest, didn't have such good luck, plus Hu Ling'er first fired at him, and then moved the muzzle of the gun slightly, and fired all the nineteen bullets in a strafing manner.

Two bullets hit him in the head and chest on the spot, and Hu Ling'er was only about twenty meters away from them, so close at such a distance, even Wang Babox, who had an effective range of only fifty meters, could shoot the target lightly.

Not to mention, the powerful Mauser pistol.

Black and red blood flowed from Benshang's mouth, and he fell straight down holding his chest.

"Yaga Tooth Road! Damn it! Nagasa Jiro, who had just dodged the bullet by rolling on the spot, also changed to a new magazine, and just happened to see that his last subordinate Benshang was also shot and fell to the ground, and suddenly roared angrily, and the southern fourteen-type pistol in his hand fired at Hu Linger again and again.

Hu Ling'er hurriedly dodged and hid behind the big tree, and all the bullets of Changma Erlang hit the air.

After hiding in the big tree, Hu Linger immediately pressed the magazine button, put the empty magazine into a cloth bag he carried, took out a new magazine full of bullets from it, loaded it as quickly as possible, and pulled the lower bracket again.

At this time, the gunfire of Changma Erlang had stopped, Hu Linger took a few deep breaths, suddenly squatted, and then turned around from another direction, holding a Mauser pistol and about to fire in the direction where Changma Erlang was just now.

Just as she was about to pull the trigger, a cold light flashed, and through guò qi and blood sensing, she immediately sensed the danger, decisively threw away the Mauser pistol in her hand, and quickly withdrew her right hand.

A sharp katana slashed down with her right hand, and Hu Ling'er's right hand even felt the palpitating chill contained in the sharp blade of the katana.

Nagasa Jiro missed the inevitable blow, was slightly stunned, and then the katana in his hand slashed towards Hu Ling'er.

Hu Ling'er withdrew his right hand, and his left hand had quickly pulled out a dagger that he carried closely, urging the strength in his body, and using the dagger to block the katana sword that Nagasa Jiro slashed horizontally.

"Bang dang!" With a bang, sparks splashed everywhere, Hu Ling'er only felt a numbness in her wrists, and she couldn't stop taking three steps back in a row.

The two have the same strength realm, but in terms of strength, the man Nagasa Erlang obviously has the upper hand.

The blow of the two just now caused a lot of energy, and the huge collision produced an air current, blowing off the black hat and fake beard on Hu Linger's head.

Changma Erlang stopped, saw Hu Ling'er's face clearly, and couldn't help but be stunned, and then showed a greedy lewd smile: "Yo Xi, you are such a beautiful woman, don't worry, I won't kill you, I will capture you alive, and then play with it, when you have had enough, I will send you to hell and go to the funeral for my two subordinates!" ”

Hu Ling'er knew that his strength was not as good as that of this Japanese devil, so he held the dagger behind his back with one hand, and pulled out his long whip from his waist with his right hand, and the cowhide long whip flew out like a flying python, making a deafening crisp sound in the air!

The strength in Hu Linger's body surged wildly, and the long whip with a whistling sound of breaking through the air was slammed towards Changma Erlang, an old devil who was disrespectful.

The leather whip infused with strength was as hard as iron at the moment, and it made a whirring sound.

Changma Erlang put away his smile, roared, and waved his knife with both hands to meet it, wanting to cut off Hu Linger's long whip in one fell swoop!

"Bang!" It turned out to be contrary to Nagasa Jiro's expectations, as if his katana had been slashed at an iron rod, bursting out with a dazzling spark, and then the long whip was ejected back.

Hu Ling'er shook her wrist, and whistled again and whistled at Changma Erlang.