"Mad Woman ......"

Yang scolded.

And at this moment, an extremely abrupt gunshot exploded in his ears!

"Bang!!"

Then Yang saw Miranda, who was still resisting like a beast a second ago, and hung her neck weakly.

On her temple, there was a bloody hole......

Yang turned his head to look in the direction the bullet was coming from.

It was found that Zuo Ling was standing at the door with a nervous face, holding the money with both hands, and a trace of smoke was coming from the muzzle of the gun.

She closed her eyes tightly, and only after the gunfire had completely disappeared from the hallway did she carefully open one eyelid and glance at Yang.

"Oh my god, you're not going to shoot with your eyes closed, are you?"

Yang looked at Zuo Ling with a question mark on his face.

He threw Miranda, who was already dead, to the ground, patted his skull, and said to Zuo Ling: "It's ten centimeters away!" Ten centimeters, you can shoot me and collapse with one shot! ”

"Right...... I'm sorry~"

Zuo Ling said helplessly.

She really shot with her eyes closed.

It could be that Yang is really lucky, or Miranda is unlucky.

All in all, the bullet hit the man it was supposed to hit.

And if it's really like what Yang said, the bullet has shifted by ten centimeters, maybe it's Yang who is lying on the ground at this time, and because he has lost his ability to regenerate at this time, if his braincase can't resist this bullet, maybe this is over......

Yang wants to get angry.

Zuo Ling didn't have to shoot, he could have killed Miranda.

How to say it, I can only say that this kid has good intentions and has not done anything bad.

……

Yang Yi sat in the ruins.

The trauma caused to him by the energy layer released by Miranda's finger tiger in the end cannot be underestimated, and he now feels that all the systems in his body are singing in opposite tunes, and his brain is buzzing for a while, like the braincase of someone holding a water pipe and beating the sun rhythmically.

"Hoo ......"

He glanced at his distorted left palm and shook his head in disgust.

If it weren't for the last-minute rush to wit, this crazy woman really wouldn't be so easy to solve.

……

Yang glanced up at the rebar on the broken wall next to him, which ended in a neat diagonal cut.

The extra inch of steel in his last hand was cut by the whaling fork in the steel bar of the wall.

Everything had been calculated to the extreme, and the moment he threw the whaling fork, he was sure that the knife would readjust its flight angle after the rebar had collided and would cut a short piece from the rebar.

To this end, he also specially adopted the flying knife technique of spinning and flying.

A second before the knife was drawn, he flipped the whaling fork that was held behind his hand and held the blade, on the one hand, to arouse Miranda's idea in advance, and on the other hand, to form a spinning technique.

In the past, Luo was more inclined to fly directly, that is, after the flying knife was shot, the tip of the knife always corresponded to the target, and in short and medium distances, direct flight was indeed the best choice. Spinning is the flying knife is in a state of high-speed rotation after the shot, in order to be able to cut the steel bar, so Yang uses the technique of spinning and flying.

After that, he followed closely behind, and took advantage of the situation to catch the steel bar, and used this little thing to inflict the most crucial blow on Miranda.

Although Miranda has extremely keen observation and nervous reflexes, she is still a human after all, and in the midst of fighting, she will subconsciously focus more on the things that pose the greatest threat to her.

And the biggest threat to her at that moment just now was naturally the whaling fork.

This directly caused her to ignore the detail that Yang caught the small section of steel bars in the back.

"Ahem......"

Yang spat blood again.

He doesn't look like he's looking good.

After this kind of big war, the feeling of being half-dead is not good at all.

"Uh...... You okay? Zuo Ling asked cautiously.

"Do you think I feel a little bit good?" Yang spread his hands weakly, glanced up at Zuo Ling, and continued: "Please put down the pistol, it's okay, everyone is already dead." ”

"Uh-oh." Zuo Lingcai realized that he had been holding the pistol, so he put the gun back on his waist.

"Who is she?"

Zuo Ling glanced at Miranda, who was motionless on the ground.

"I don't know." Yang said angrily.

Of course, he can't tell Zuo Ling that this woman is the real AHB agent.

"She's dead?" Zuo Ling's expression was a little dazed.

"I don't know, or you can ask her yourself." Yang shook his head.

Zuo Ling was naturally the first time to kill, and not only that, but this was also the first time she had shot.

However, Yang obviously doesn't have the heart to take care of the other party's fragile mind, killing is killing, what kind of mental burden or something, Yang doesn't have time to care.

I believe that she herself as a psychologist should know how to adjust her mindset.

"What are we going to do now?" Zuo Ling asked Yang at a loss.

"What to do, let me rest first." Yang rolled his eyes and lay in the ruins.

"Hey, you have to hold on, don't die so fast." Zuo Ling stepped forward and carefully poked Yang with his finger.

"You're dead, your whole family is dead." Yang raised his middle finger at Zuo Ling.

"But...... You look like you're dying...... Your hand. Zuo Ling looked at Yang's distorted left hand, and his face turned pale.

She had never seen such a miserable picture.

There was a lot of blood on Yang's body, some of which belonged to him and part of Miranda's.

"Don't make any noise, let me lie down for a minute and ...... first"

Yang felt a terrible pain in his skull.

Although Zuo Ling's voice was very gentle and good, when it sounded in his head, every word was like a sharp knife piercing his brain stem.

"Okay, okay, I'll time you." Zuo Ling took out his mobile phone and clicked on the stopwatch function.

"Your mother......" Yang was too lazy to bother to say a word more.

Zuo Ling thought about it, then turned around and ran into the house to find the medical kit.

"Do you want water?" She shouted at Yang from the room.

"Please, stop yelling!" Yang responded.

"Oh! Where's the juice?! ”

"Draft! Shut up! ”

……

Zuo Ling thought that Yang was about to burp, usually some dying people would say that they were very tired and wanted to take a rest when they were about to fall, but they couldn't wake up again after this break, so she tried her best to make noise to attract Yang's attention, preferably to make him more energetic, such as angry like now.

But how did she know that Yang was just really tired.

It's still too early for him to die.

……

…

At the same time, in the other direction of the city.

A thrilling chase is breaking out on the highway.

(End of chapter)