Chapter 142: I like to hit moving targets the most

The two right-hand men on the left and right died on the spot, and Lao Jin's psychology almost collapsed, his face was full of fear, and he let out a hysterical roar, "Come out!" What kind of hero is hiding in the shadows, he has the ability to fight alone with Lao Tzu! ”

The six hall masters and nine backbones were also terrified.

"How did the two Dharma Protectors die?"

"I don't know!"

"I only saw two flame auroras, and with a bang, they shot in."

"Where is the enemy? Check it out! ”

The two backbones of the Broken Gold Mansion received the order, and immediately ran to the window where the "Flame Aurora" shone in, and just stretched out their heads-

Two sharp whistling sounds in succession.

【Bang Bang】

Two mad qi bombs shot into the bodies of the two broken gold mansion backbones almost at the same time, blood splashed three feet, half of the body was shattered, and the broken flesh was blurred.

This is torture!

Brutal torture!

The six hall masters and the remaining seven backbones were all stunned, and there was fear on their faces that they had never felt before.

After three seconds of silence—

The vampires of the Broken Gold Mansion let out crazy screams one by one and rushed to the door of the conference room.

"Don't run! A bunch of waste, don't come over and protect Lao Tzu! ”

Lao Jin was furious, his eyes were on fire, and he wanted to tear up this group of white-eyed wolves who were fleeing, "Lao Tzu has good food and drink for you on weekdays, how dare you escape?" ”

No one responded to Lao Kim.

All of them are just trying to run for their lives.

Joke!

Even the ninth-order masters like the left and right protectors were instantly killed by the "Flame Aurora", how could they be able to withstand the assassin's attack with an eighth-order madness and a seventh-order madness?!

A kilometer away.

In the attic of the fifth floor of the tavern, a soul sniper gunner, with a pleasant arc on his lips, like Shura.

"Run, run hard. My favorite thing is to hit moving targets. ”

Ye Luo pulled the trigger again and aimed it at the hall master of the Broken Gold Mansion who had run to the front and had already stepped out of the conference hall with one foot.

An aurora of flames pierced the sky.

Hit the target's legs exactly.

"Ahhhhh

The target was in the middle of the single, the hall master lay on the ground, let out an extremely terrible scream, one of his legs was completely gone, and the flame madness bomb was destroyed all the way to his waist, looking like he had been cut in the waist, and the ground was bright red.

"My legs! My leg! Give my legs back! ”

The hall master was like a demonic obstacle, crawling the ground with both hands, grabbing the "legs" that had turned into charcoal, and crying like a mourner.

Another flame aurora, striking the second high-level hall master of the Broken Gold Mansion who wanted to run out of the conference room from behind, and the back of his head exploded directly. The second hall master became a headless corpse and fell to the ground.

The two hall masters died tragically.

No one dared to approach the door of the conference room again.

They knew that if they ran away, they would end up exactly like those two!

"It's useless to run away."

In the attic, the smile on Ye Luo's lips deepened, and his voice was like a demon's whisper, "Of course, if you don't escape, you will also die." ”

One scream after another.

One flame after another, auroras.

The black sky was illuminated, and the conference hall of the Broken Gold Mansion became the slaughterhouse of Shura, with broken corpses everywhere and rivers of blood.

Lao Jin could only watch his subordinates and brothers fall down one after another, and die tragically on the spot in various "gorgeous" postures without pause. Old Kim felt like he was in hell.