Chapter 8: My Bastard Brother 9
His head hung low, his nose snorted musty, and the air here was like a gas that had not seen light in a tombstone, and there was no dead air everywhere.
The dust stained him a little dirty, like an angel who had fallen from heaven, and he was missing a pair of wings.
Several killers looked up at him at this time, and the rope that bound him had been unconsciously loosened, and such a rope was not challenging for him.
Suddenly, there was a soft snort, and two or three killers covered their throats, a large amount of blood gushed out of their mouths, and blood was squeezed out from their fingers between their throats, but they fell to the ground weakly in a few seconds.
The trachea cut and the breath made a big mouth like an old man's dying struggle, like scraping the bark of an old tree with his fingernails.
Blood flowed all over the ground, and the other killers reacted quickly, one killer grabbed Xining, a gun was held to his temple, and the other killers stood behind him.
Xining raised his eyes suspiciously, the warehouse was dim, and his ears had never been able to escape from any wind and grass, and now they were not good.
There wasn't even a rush of wind here, and the fallen killer's throat was just a piece of glass the size of a fingernail.
"Who? Come out. Otherwise, I will kill him. ”
The grim and hoarse voice came from the killer's throat, and it was like the death-inducing magic voice of the eighteen layers of hell.
There was no movement.
The killer fired a quick shot into the ground, screaming viciously, "If you don't come out, the next shot will hit him in the head." ”
The door of the warehouse creaked open, and the girl came in as if she were strolling around, and the door was not pushed, and everything was as natural as flowing water.
"The moonlight is nice tonight."
The voice was as clear as a silver bell, with a slight smile.
Before the words fell, the gunshots quickly rang out three or four times, and Grapefruit just casually tilted her body and slapped her clothes and dodged.
"What do you think?"
Whispering in my ears like words of sympathy.
In just two or three seconds, the walk-like pace came to a place less than three meters away from them.
Several killers fell one after another, and the death seemed to be the same as the others.
A few small pieces of glass shimmered at the fingertips, shining brightly.
The only remaining killer was stunned, almost subconsciously wanting to shoot at Xining, but Xining grabbed his wrist one step faster than him and changed direction in a second.
The sound of the bones of his hand breaking and the sound of guns entering the flesh came at the same time, and most of Xining's face was splashed with blood.
The angel was stained with half blood and degenerated into the devil.
The killer never thought that the thin boy in front of him would be able to untie the rope, and he never thought that he would die at the hands of two teenage children.
Xining wiped the warm blood on her face with her hand, squinted at Grapefruit, and smiled like a begging cat.
"What a surprise, sister."
His hand wiped a little blood on the clean white shirt, and quietly walked in front of Grapefruit, the two of them were not more than one step away, and the smell of blood was all around.
"You surprised me too." Even so, it was in a calm tone, as if it was a sentence.
"Opinion plus 10, current opinion +10."
Xining hooked her lips and lowered her head and chuckled, and walked behind her, "I want to go back." ”
Grapefruit just glanced back at him, he was a little taller than her, and it was a little inconsistent to call her sister.
"Let's go."
She turned around and left, and walked out of the warehouse in three or two steps, Xining followed easily, which made her feel a little surprised.