Chapter XVII: Hold the sword for justice, and give death to the wicked

Yun Hong didn't use sunglasses at the beginning, because he still wore sunglasses with strong blackout ability in complete darkness, then he became completely blind, and the surprise effect of the strong flashlight could only work once for an experienced soldier like Robert, after breaking her right hand, Yun Hong didn't need to use the flashlight in his hand as a magic weapon to win now.

He put strong flashlights in all corners of the supermarket, and used alchemy to strengthen those flashlights and made some hands and feet on them, and now he activates the alchemy array that controls these flashlights to automatically turn on the power switch.

"Click~Click~Click~Click~Click~"

The dark supermarket suddenly lights up, followed by a dizzying high-frequency flash mode, the strong light emitted by the flashlight illuminates every corner of the supermarket, and there will be a strange sense of vision when you are in it, the space is scattered, the earth is subverted, and the vision cannot capture all things.

The sunglasses Yun Hong was wearing dulled the effect of the bright light, and what he saw was an ordinary flickering light, because the bright light flickered very quickly, and the supermarket scene he saw now was clearer than when it was pitch black.

This is the real intention of Yunhong's flashlight, in the dark environment, the bright light flashes at a very fast frequency will make people's eyes unable to adjust, if there is no protection measures, it is extremely difficult to even open the eyes, and there is a risk of blindness after staying for a long time. The light source came from all corners, and if any flashlight suddenly went out, Yun Hong could find Robert's location accordingly.

Yun Hong wasn't very worried about Robert's escape, firstly, [Florencia's Hound] was not the type that would escape, and secondly, her right hand was completely pulped by steel balls, and if she did not get treatment from a modern hospital in time, she would have died of excessive blood loss sooner or later.

Kabane is very sensitive to the taste of blood, and it is not clear whether she will be infected with Kabane virus Yun Hong, her maid outfit has already been soaked in dark red by Kabane's blood, and the steel ball has broken her right hand, as long as the wound is stained with the blood of Kabane, there is a possibility of infection.

The only thing he needs to be careful about is the rabid dog's counterattack before he dies.

"Click~"

Yun Hong raised the mechanical prosthetic, and the steel balls ejected from the composite bow and crossbow suddenly pierced through Kabane's heart, which was about to attack him, and the huge impact threw Kabane's body into the cargo rack, and he searched for Robert's figure along the floor with blood stains.

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"Click~Click~Click!"

Robert hid behind the cargo shelf, took out a bottle of antidepressant from his pocket with a trembling left hand, opened the bottle with one hand and poured it into his mouth. With his left hand, he picked up the Colt pistol and aimed at the high-purity liquor that he had just taken out of the cargo rack and shot it, crushing the bottle and grabbing the liquor that still had half of the bottle left and pouring it into her mouth, the long sleeves of the maid's suit just wrapped the remaining half of her right arm.

The flickering of the supermarket flashlight made her eyes very uncomfortable, and the irrepressible mania gave her the urge to destroy everything. She first tore open the long sleeves of the maid's suit with her mouth, the smell of blood in Kabane mixed with the smell of her own blood was disgusting, and she struggled to bite the torn strip of cloth around her severed arm, and then suddenly pulled hard to temporarily compress the blood vessels to prevent the severed hand from leaving blood.

She had to squint her eyes, bite the strip of cloth with her mouth fiercely, take a few shotguns from the magazine belt on her body with her left hand, disassemble them, dump all the gunpowder inside on her severed arm wound, and then use the lighter she had just got from the cargo rack to ignite the gunpowder.

"Poof~" There was a muffled sound, the tearing pain from the broken arm and the sharp pain of the gunpowder burning the skin left a cold sweat on her forehead, and her jet-black hair was stained with blood.

The high temperature of gunpowder burning can burn the wound and burn the tissue, and can quickly play a role in hemostasis and disinfection. This method of stopping bleeding is popular among irregular armies or mercenaries, and if there is a gunshot wound on the body in the absence of medical medicine, then the use of gunpowder to stop the bleeding has become one of the few means that can save lives.

It doesn't matter if she is in this state and is sterilized, but if she doesn't stop the bleeding quickly, her physical strength will be lost quickly.

The Kabane virus was eating away at her body at an accelerated pace, and she could feel her body weak, and she probably wouldn't survive tonight and she would turn into one of those monsters that only looked ugly.

Although she knew that Yun Hong had been shot in the thigh, shoulder, and chest, the intuition in the dark told her that Yun Hong was still playing the role of a hunter, and this intuition came from seeing Yun Hong's cold and ruthless eyes, even if he was shot three times, the injuries that these ordinary people should have died did not shake his will in the slightest.

For the first time, Robert felt powerless in her heart and couldn't find a breakthrough to defeat Yun Hong, and the feeling of being seen as a lamb to the slaughter made her angry.

She was a little confused about her pursuits, her obsession with revenge, her attachment to the young master she regarded as her younger brother, or the fact that she was already thinking about self-destruction when her faith collapsed as Florencia's Hound Dog, and that she had all the excuses to find out that she was infected with the virus. She was originally a fighter of the Revolutionary Army of Colombia (FARC), killing countless people, even the elderly, women and children, but when she knew that everything she did was not for the revolution, but only to protect the drug base, her life creed collapsed.

The Labrese family that took her in became her only straw, and the beliefs she held on to became the Labrese family's family motto.

"A Blessing For The Living

A Flower Branch For the Dead

With The Sword Of Justice

A Punishment Of Death To Evildoers

And We Will Arrive At The Altar Of The Saints (And We Will Not Join The Saints)

I swear on the name of Santa Maria to smite the unrighteous with my hammer! )”

The death of the head of the Labrese family shattered her faith once again, and all she wanted was to seek mad revenge, vent all her anger, and then destroy herself with it.

Robert endured the pain, looked dazed, closed his eyes, held the cross on his chest, and prayed sincerely to the Father.

"Listen to my weaknesses

Because I could not achieve anything without the grace of the Lord

Please give it to me as I ask

Follow the Lord's admonition to avoid all sin

Do good at the command of the Lord

In the face of all the pain the Lord has given me, I have been given the strength to endure.

Listen to my weaknesses

Because I can't achieve anything without the Lord's grace..."

The bright light was dazzling, the darkness and light in the enclosed space alternated instantly, and the whole world became illusory, a large number of depression drugs and her current mental state made her extremely mentally unstable, and she suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Do you want to continue taking this medicine?"

She ignored it and continued to pray: "Please give it to me as I ask"

The voice said in a flat tone, "You can't tell the difference between reality and illusion. ”

"Do good at the command of the Lord."

"Do you want to go on, you've already lost."

"Follow the Lord's admonition to avoid all sin."

"Back to the courtyard of South America, that's your dream, that kid is still waiting for you."

Robert roared fiercely: "Shut up! There was no turning back. ”

"You have returned to your hound-like nature, always thinking of self-destruction, and the creed you once believed in was nothing more than your self-comfort."

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! The only movable left hand picked up the pistol and pointed it behind her, shooting at the hearts of the Kabane that had pounced on her.

After treating the wound, she took out the Frankie SPAS12 Type 12 shotgun she was carrying on her back and stuffed all the remaining shotgun bullets into it, which could hold a total of eight bullets. The remaining bullets are already meaningless, she has lost her right hand, and the enemy will not give her time to slowly reload.

The most dangerous time for prey is often to fight back before dying.