Chapter Twenty-Four: Getting Rid of (II)

Damn it

Cursing in his heart, Molleti gritted his teeth and desperately swallowed back the blood foam that was about to blurt out; Then, looking up at Ye Qi with a wry smile—Moleti didn't shout that it was unfair, if it weren't for the childish excuse that I was hurt; After all, no objective facts can hide the reality that he has already lost

"Are you hurt?"

Of course, Morleti's situation could not be concealed from Ye Qi, who was fighting with him, and he glanced at the corners of the opponent's faintly bloodstained mouth in surprise - the previous attacks were all carefully calculated by him, and it was absolutely impossible for an attack that only wanted to hinder the opponent's movement to cause such obvious internal injuries

"Do you still want to stop me?" Although Zhilu said that the other party was injured at the moment, Ye Qi did not feel pity for this - the two sides are now friends and enemies, so it is impossible for Ye Qi to waste his feelings extravagantly; Looking at Mo Leti coldly, Ye Qi asked slowly: "Or do you already have the consciousness of going to the martyr's monument?" ”

Like the Holy See's Church of the Holy Spirit, the Monument to the Martyrs is a memorial to those who died in the line of duty. It's just that one is a stone plaque, and the other is a mourning hall

"Do I have a choice?" Despite the recurrence of internal injuries and the fact that he was facing a strong enemy, Morleti smiled freely: "In such a situation, killing me and then quickly retreating, isn't it the style of your dark mercenary world?" But I'm not going to sit still."

As he spoke, two M1911s appeared in Morleti's hands - just by glancing, Ye Qi, who has rich experience in changing guns, immediately found that the twin guns in Morleti's hands were larger than the ordinary M1911 guns, and just by observing Ye Qi, he could determine that Morrieti's twin guns not only improved in power, but also had at least 3 more bullets, reaching 7+3 rounds, a total of ten bullets

Compensation for the lack of ammunition supply, coupled with the excellent handling of the gunner, the M1911 is enough to be a headache for anyone - of course, this person is just a general person, and people like Ye Qi are definitely not among them

Although it is not yet possible to dodge bullets in the rain of bullets like the black bat Fendi, it is just a fool's dream to threaten him with only two M1911s; Even if these two M1911s have been modified

Unless Morleti was holding Jacob's ebony and white ivory firearms in his hand at the moment, it was just a toy for Ye Qi, who was blessed with mage armor and stone skin and had a layer of natural baby dragon armor

At most, it's just a toy that will make Ye Qi hurt

Of course, now is not the time for a life-and-death fight, but how to retreat smoothly - originally Ye Qi also planned that he would make some special noises to attract passers-by outside the street; Therefore, regarding the appearance of the two guns, Ye Qi still has a more happy attitude to see them.

After all, only an object such as a firearm that can make an extremely attention-grabbing sound is an excuse for him to satisfy the other person not to suspect him to retreat - as the present act of retreating without any reason to have the advantage will undoubtedly make the other person suspicious, and even find out more because of this suspicion; If that's the case, he might as well just kill the other party to save trouble

As for whether Morrieti had the idea of using gunfire to attract passers-by so that he could escape smoothly, it was not Ye Qi's concern; Anyway, no matter what, whether it's a coincidence or a premeditated plan, it's all in Ye Qi's hands

Bang bang bang

Loud gunshots rang out in the streets and alleys, and the same modified armor-piercing bullets went straight into the wall behind Ye Qi - not far from a homigre, the reappearance of gunfire was undoubtedly eye-catching, and Feller, who was already tortured by a perverted killer, looked at the traces in the hall of the scene and felt a headache again; And the gunshots that followed made him feel like he wanted to go crazy

"Bastards hurry up and cordon off the scene of the shooting, and never allow those dog* reporters to enter Hurry up, give me full speed ahead" The squatting Feller jumped up and roared loudly: "If I see any true description of today's shooting scene in tomorrow's newspaper, I will let you go and guard the reservoir"

The policemen, who had already run fast enough, were a few minutes faster again under the roar of Feller, and blocked the entire scene in front of the reporters who were resisting the spears and cannons—a double wall of tall and sturdy policemen effectively blocked the reporters' shooting; Even if there are one or two reporters who are tall or jump up to shoot, they will be blocked by the police officers who form the second layer of human wall.

Of course, the reporters who could not see the scene could not disperse like this, they were like bloodflies smelling blood, constantly circling around the entire perimeter of the scene, hoping to find a trace of valuable news clues; However, it doesn't matter if you can't find it, after all, they have excellent pen skills, as long as the writing is engaging enough to sell sales

As for the real or fake?

I didn't see that they would indicate speculation at the beginning

Of course, there are some necessary things to do before writing - when interviewing the person in charge of the police, you must know that most of the people in charge of the police are the best person to guess is that if the person in charge can pick out a little clue from the other party's mouth, it will be even more developed, at least, and the bonus will be doubled this month

Therefore, when Feller walked from the scene of the previous murder to the alley, he was immediately surrounded by reporters again on the inside and outside of the three floors - looking at the reporters who had once again surrounded him like blood flies, Feller's brows couldn't help but wrinkle together, and his head felt a tingle.

To be honest, he has appeared on TV more times these days than the mayor of Dude, and of course, if it is possible, he really does not want to wait any longer in this situation; After all, the director's broken voice was too ugly; Feller had even thought of the director sitting in his office, looking at himself on the TV, gritting his teeth

After a series of no comment, Feller squeezed out of the reporters, successfully passed through the two-story human wall, and finally appeared at the scene of the shooting; However, when he saw Morleti, who had been put on a stretcher by medical staff for emergency treatment, he had just breathed a sigh of relief and stretched his brows, and frowned again - because of the cooperation, although the personalities are a little incompatible, the relationship between Feller and Morleti is still good, plus Morletti's special identity; So, Feller immediately squatted down in front of the stretcher and asked nervously.

"How?"

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