Chapter 367: Gao Nike

The long night is about to pass, the distant eastern sky, there is a faint white light smearing the colors in the high sky, the dawn is coming, the darkness before the dawn, but the whole land is shrouded in a deeper and deeper, wet mist, diffused in the air, so that the whole woodland carries the fragrance of nature, the trees in the woods are not dense, but from the thick branches, these trees, should also be some years old, tall and dense, layers of leaves and thin branches, only between the scattered gaps, to see the white belly of the fish on the horizon. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Whew... Whew... Whew... "After being woken up in the middle of the night, he fled here, the tall white man with blond hair and blue eyes was exhausted, and his silk priest's robe had long been cut into strips of rotten cloth by the thorns on the branches, and there were a lot of dirty stains on his body, and more, it was the marks of abrasions on the branches and stones, and the little girl who was carrying it on his back was lifted up, and he swallowed a mouthful of spit, and his mouth was dry as if it was about to crack, his lungs swelled like bellows, and his physical strength passed a lot, so that he could not say that he could run quickly, and even walking with a branch was trembling. The girl who was about to fall to the ground, and who was still walking like a fly when she was just carrying it, and did not put any pressure on herself, was struggling like a mountain that was so heavy that it almost crushed him.

Holding the trunk of the tree and gasping for breath, he was forced to support his body, and every step forward, he had to move his body desperately, and the sweat on his body flowed out like a leak just now, and now he can't squeeze out a trace of water, just like his physical strength, completely exhausted, but he didn't dare to stop, he was born to feel the attention of others, from the vague attention behind him, he felt the terrifying and terrifying malice like the bottomless abyss leading to hell, the malice was so thick that he didn't dare to turn back!

Ever since he came to the small city of Atami to meet the request of his friend's adopted daughter, there has been a dark feeling that reminds him that there is danger!

And in the middle of the night, after learning from the owner of the Kaneshiro Pavilion who was good friends with him that someone was looking for him, this uneasiness reached its peak in an instant, just like the premonition of seeing the car with failed brakes when he was young, and even more dangerous!

He didn't know where this premonition came from, he only knew that he had to leave here, and if he didn't leave here, he would die!

But....

"Pastor Terong Luo is in a good mood to walk at night tonight, but the deep mountains are dimly lit, and there are many mosquitoes and flies, so it is not easy to walk, so you might as well rest for a while, okay?"

The sound of insects in the woods came to an abrupt end! Quiet. It's like dead!

Animals' instinct to avoid evil is stronger than humans, so they have a premonition of the coming horror the moment Zhang Yinyuan's voice sounds!

The subtle sound of breaking the air sounded, it was the sound of Zhang Yinyuan's big army sliding through the air current, like a big eagle falling suddenly, and the miserable white righteous army was in the dark dense forest, white and dazzling!

"!" Zhang Yinyuan originally jumped down from the top of the tree like a big eagle, and as soon as he finished saying the words with B in his mouth, he felt that his hairs exploded! "Bang!" The deafening gunshot is not so much a gunshot as a cannon! The blonde white man reacted as fast as flint, and his means were extremely violent, at the moment when Zhang Yinyuan's voice sounded, the black and heavy hand cannon slipped into his hand, and Zhang Yinyuan who fell in front of him was a shot, a large-caliber hand cannon, and the gun fire on the muzzle of a gun close to 3CM diameter flashed bright incandescent in the dark night.

The bullets that are discharged at dozens of times the speed of sound obviously belong to the ranks of black technology, and Shengsheng used a pistol that ordinary people can trigger to blast out a power comparable to Zhang Yinyuan's 'Finger of Flame'!

The bullet, which was not much worse than the anti-materiel sniper rifle, came in an instant under Zhang Yinyuan's defenselessness, and he didn't even have time to open the mana shield!

Caught off guard, he obviously saw the other party raise his hand, but because he insisted on pretending to be a B and he was in the air, he had nowhere to borrow his strength, so he could only work hard in the air.

"Phew! Poof! A blood groove half a palm-wide was directly opened under the ribs, and the hard bones brought out a spark under the high-speed friction of the bullet, Zhang Yinyuan, who was in pain, trembled, and the mana shield triggered with all his strength was raised, and with a backhand, he held the bullet that hit the mana shield behind him in his hand, and the bullet exploded at the bottom of the bullet, and after rifling bonus, the alloy bullet with a high temperature of hundreds of degrees rubbed out at dozens of times the speed of sound in the air was red in Zhang Yinyuan's hand, and after the friction of the ribs, it was obviously smaller. Touching his ribs that were half a finger deep by being swept away, Zhang Yinyuan touched the wound in disbelief, and his heart suddenly woke up, and his eyes moved to the seemingly ordinary pistol in the other party's hand.

Squinted, pounced forward, and directly slapped the white priest on the shoulder, which could open the mountain and crack the rocks, and the irresistible huge force instantly crushed the priest, and as soon as his legs were weak, he sat down on the ground, and the hood on his back fell, revealing a round little head, and the long chestnut hair was in the hood, and an extremely faint, but incomparably pure storm power escaped in an instant.

Retracting his right hand on the white pastor's shoulder, Zhang Yinyuan stretched out his bloody left hand from under his ribs, ignoring the white pastor's indignant eyes, and brushed away the long chestnut hair on his back, his eyes and the delicate little face that was revealed were as indifferent as water, and the eyes without any fluctuations looked at each other, and his brows furrowed slightly, but they quickly relaxed.

"Hello, Gornik."

"She's still... Mutter.. As soon as the hand was tilted, the pastor's chin let Zhang Yinyuan take it off, his mouth was wide open, hanging on his face, saliva flowed uncontrollably, and before he could resist, a hot force filled the bones of his whole body with Zhang Yinyuan's palm, making the priest who tried to speak stiffly kneel in place.

"I'll talk about you later, Reverend Terr, I'm interested in your gun. A small pistol can hurt me. ”

"Miss Gonike, hello, I'm a friend of Gonicez, I'll take you to see Gonicez, you're not going to refuse, right?" Zhang Yinyuan's gentle voice and the bloody palm fell into the girl's senses at the same time, and her eyes fluctuated slightly, like the water in an old well trembling slightly, and she regained her calm in a blink of an eye.

Quietly moving her gaze from Zhang Yinyuan's palm to Zhang Yinyuan's face, this 8-year-old girl didn't say a word, just looked at the fake smile and cold eyes on Zhang Yinyuan's face.

"Mr. Yan Xiu, God has mercy on the world." The girl's soft voice sounded.

“。。。 Oh? Zhang Yinyuan was stunned, not knowing what such a sentence meant.

"The Lord said, Have no mercy on the wicked who do deceit." The girl's second sentence followed.

Zhang Yinyuan's face darkened.

"Everyone who sins is a slave to sin."

"Hmmm... Maybe. After speaking, Zhang Yinyuan was too lazy to say something to this girl who had stale-like calm eyes, but was expressionless and sarcastic about herself, her fingers curled, and with a flick, the loud brain suddenly knocked Gao Nike unconscious, grabbed the girl's thin shoulders, carried it up, sandwiched it under her armpit, and picked up the special fallen priest who was stuffed with his own mana and couldn't move at all, and looked at the other party's jaw that was flowing non-stop because of the dislocated chin, and raised his hand to put the other party's chin back, Like a coolie carrying a big bag on the dock, he threw himself on his shoulder, turned and sank into the dark forest.

After a while, he turned around again, glanced at the ground, his eyes lit up, strode to the place where he had just fallen into a special place, picked up a pistol with a pitch-black body, simple structure, and rough shape, put it in his hand, nodded, shook the special fall on his shoulder, and turned to leave again.

On the horizon, the whiteness finally glowed with a rose-like red.