Zhao Yunhan's killing methods are not available to everyone.

She took advantage of the disadvantage of the gray mouse mercenary group rushing up, quickly shuttling through the crowd, the blade in her hand quickly slashed and slashed, with the help of her body's strong flexibility, Zhao Yunhan boldly drilled into the feet of the crowd, and completely disappeared into the crowd of a large number of armed elements.

The thigh artery is always the more lethal part than the wrist.

"Shet, my leg, someone pierced me!"

"Zhao Yunhan, she's there!"

"Oh my God, my hamstrings, someone broke my hamstrings."

"Spread out and find out Zhao Yunhan!"

"Retreat, retreat!"

……

A large number of exclamations and screams came one after another, and his agile body made Zhao Yunhan like a shadow killer, as if the demon hidden in the shadows kept moving in the crowd.

Under the surge of killing emotions, Zhao Yunhan's attack was extremely heavy, and he almost pointed to the point. And Zhao Yunhan has a gun in her hand, and when she encounters a place that she can't get by, she will shoot without hesitation.

You know, the penetration of bullets, in the case of close range, is very terrifying.

Sometimes, a single shot can often penetrate several people.

So when Zhao Yunhan got in, it was almost just a moment, and hundreds of elite killers in the entire gray mouse were already on their backs.

This scene is nothing in the eyes of outsiders.

Creel, however, was terrified.

He knew very well that no matter who it was, at least among all the people he knew, no one, even a top killer or even himself, would definitely not do anything better than Zhao Yunhan.

This person, he had to deal with it personally.

And, if necessary, he wants to kill him.

"Is this the power of love?" Creel glanced at Du Xiaosheng and asked slowly.

Du Xiaosheng didn't speak, he was leaning against the wall, and he couldn't see what was happening in the distance.

Creel spat out the gum from his mouth and began to tie a military tomahawk to his hand with gauze.

"This girlfriend of yours is indeed very good, in a sense, I agree with Hitler's ethnographic theory."

"Zhao Yunhan is indeed worthy of you, if someone says that you are the reincarnation of Adam and Eve, I may also believe it. I used to think that Zhao Yunhan was just a beautiful kitten you raised. ”

"But the year you disappeared made me gradually realize that this is a very smart woman. Appreciate 1 billion 10 times in a year, this woman of yours is indeed amazing. ”

Creel sat next to Du Xiaosheng, as if he was sighing, and like two friends chatting.

He pulled out a cigarette and stuffed it into Du Xiaosheng's mouth, then took out a lighter and lit it for Du Xiaosheng.

I also took out one and put it in my mouth:

"Her talent is definitely above you and me, if she is cultivated from an early age, she may be able to become the most terrifying killer, agent, and even queen in the world. She is a natural success, such a person, no matter what she does, I believe, she will become the best existence. ”

Hearing Creel's praise, Du Xiaosheng's expression gradually became awe-inspiring.

He knew that this man, who looked as handsome as an American hero and commanded the notorious gray mouse mercenary group, had really moved to kill at this time.

"Perhaps, you can let us go, join us, and you will have our friendship." Du Xiaosheng took a puff of cigarette, and the swirling green smoke erupted from his nose, and the pain in his body was suddenly relieved.

Creel smiled and said lightly, "It's very tempting. I'm sure you're a man of your word, but ...... You will definitely lose this battle, and I never bet on the loser. ”

As he spoke, he smiled slightly, took out the cigarette in Du Xiaosheng's mouth, flicked off the ash, and stuffed it back into Du Xiaosheng's mouth.

"I've seen all of your videos and livestreams, and Lady Luck has been on your side for too long."

"Even if it's a probability, you two should lose this time."

"Next, the world will belong to Leonid, to our gray mouse!"

With that, Creel snuffed out his cigarette butt and stood up.

Zhao Yunhan has already been killed from the crowd.

But the strange thing is that she is covered in blood, but she does not look embarrassed, the tattered T-shirt soaked in blood is tightly attached to Zhao Yunhan's body, but her graceful and infinite carcass is vividly outlined.

Under the torn clothes, the snow-white skin was like congealed cream, revealing a temptation that people couldn't look at.

She held the knife in her hand, and in front of the ponytail that was tied tightly with her broken clothes, a strand of bangs on her forehead slowly dripped blood, staining the corners of her eyes and face red.

The knife has been curled.

There were also tattered fabrics and a dark reddish-brown liquid hanging from the breach.

None of the armed elements dared to move, and the wailing of their companions who fell in pools of blood behind them made many people feel frightened.

She is by no means human.

In the heads of all Westerners, the names of three gods popped up, Alektu (the goddess of restlessness), Murgila (the goddess of jealousy) and Tishiphon (the goddess of revenge).

Goode Corleon held his gun, his arm trembling a little.

Being stared at by Zhao Yunhan, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty in his throat.

"Creel, kill her!"

Creel stood on the steps, motionless.

Zhao Yunhan took a step, dragging a knife in one hand and holding a pistol in the other, and the whole person walked very slowly.

In the distance, the armed elements quietly set up their guns and quietly aimed at Zhao Yunhan.

But at the moment when he pulled the trigger, Zhao Yunhan suddenly paused, and at the same time raised his hand to shoot.

Bang!!

The bullet almost shot in front of Zhao Yunhan, and the shot she raised her hand made the back wall where the armed man was smeared with blood.

From beginning to end, Zhao Yunhan didn't even look at the location of that person.

She ...... She shot this shot according to the direction of the ballistics, along the ballistics! ”

Many of the militants swallowed even harder, and Zhao Yunhan swept their gaze over them, making them avoid them like snakes and scorpions.

Creel's gaze was calm.

He watched Zhao Yunhan walk up step by step, and suddenly he moved.

After a short run-up with the tomahawk in tow, he stepped on a scrapped car, and the whole person flew up, grabbing the tomahawk like a thunder god descending into the world, and an axe slashed towards Zhao Yunhan's advancing figure.

This axe came very quickly, no matter who it was, it could only be hard-connected, but the end of the hard-connected must be that even the weapon and the person were completely cut down.

Zhao Yunhan's heart froze, she quickly turned sideways, the axe almost touched her face, slashed on the ground, and suddenly cement fragments were scattered.

The whole ground was split.

However, Chris didn't have a gap, he pulled out the gun in his hand and shot at Zhao Yunhan!

Zhao Yunhan drew a knife and bored it in front of him, and the bullet hit the tungsten steel blade, and the refracted bullet immediately shot in the direction where the armed elements were.

Creel was too strong, and Zhao Yunhan fell into passivity......