Northern Jiangsu rushed out like a cannonball in an instant.

His whole body was in front of the broken wall, facing the armor-piercing bullet, protecting Wang Xiaoyu and Tian Xuanxuan behind him.

"Subei, don't!"

The two beauties were shocked, but they couldn't be helped.

"Bang!"

Violent blood light vibrated violently.

"Help—"

There was a flurry of shouts in the barbecue restaurant.

Wang Xiaoyu and Tian Xuanxuan were shocked and fell back, and when they looked up, they saw that Su Bei's figure was gone.

"Hey, people!"

The snipers outside were stunned.

At this time, the "snowflake" talent of northern Jiangsu was fully unfolded, and it had disappeared from everyone's vision and perception.

He stepped into the shadows.

Immediately, he appeared in front of a foreign man who was shoulder-resisting a single armor-piercing bullet.

"Boom!"

The big casserole Tiangang fist is fiercely smashed.

The foreign killer was caught off guard, vomited blood from his mouth, and fell to the wall twenty meters away.

Subei's figure flashed again.

Shadows sprang out along the eaves of the wall, blocking a skinny man who was descending the stairs 500 meters away.

The killer looked tight and raised his pistol.

But the world around him flickered, and thirteen identical opponents appeared in an instant.

Su Bei stretched out his hand and pressed it gently.

The "knock on the door" talent was used in an instant, and the killer was heavily pinched in his hand.

The blood-colored light fell like a waterfall.

A trace of powder suddenly slipped between his fingers.

This was the first positive and calm killing in northern Jiangsu.

He flickered again, and faded into the shadows.

When he reappeared, he was already standing outside Xiao Luo's barbecue.

Only unconscious foreign men remained on the ground.

"Don't move!

Wang Xiaoyu's voice suddenly came, and she held a baton and slowly approached.

"Subei, it's you! Are you okay?"

Tian Xuanxuan's voice suddenly sounded, and she emerged from the shadows, her face slightly pale.

Su Bei slowly turned around and looked at the two of them.

"Poof. ”

A streak of blood spurted out of his mouth.

The frontal wound of the armor-piercing bullet only broke out at this time.

Tian Xuanxuan was eager to go over, but her body trembled, and she was a little powerless.

Wang Xiaoyu strode out, stretched out his arm, and hugged Subei, who was about to fall.

"How are you?"

She asked with concern.

Su Bei leaned on the softness of his chest, and suddenly felt a cold and dangerous like a poisonous snake.

"Run!"

He mustered up all the strength of his body and knocked Wang Xiaoyu away.

A thin black needle suddenly shot from behind the house, silent, vicious and vicious.

This is a special murder weapon!

Seven times in a row, forming a string of phantoms, continuously.

Northern Jiangsu rolled on the spot and carried individual armor-piercing bullets.

The master's "firearms" skills are naturally inspired.

"Boom!"

A loud bang exploded.

An armor-piercing bullet shattered all the fine needles, castration continued, and hit the back corner of the house.

"Smack. ”

Half of the walls of the house were blown off.

This is the back hall of a KTV, revealing two sleek and panicked figures.

Su Bei stared.

A thin man appeared behind him, he lifted his glasses, glanced indifferently, and turned to leave.

Wang Xiaoyu rubbed the front of the pain.

When she saw the man, she hurried to chase after him.

"Don't chase! You're all going to die except me!"

Two shouts in unison suddenly rang out.

As soon as Wang Xiaoyu's footsteps stopped, the person behind the house was gone.

However, Subei had already recognized this person.

"Pheasant", Wu Yanjing.

Or, call him Russ Cage the Traverser!

Wang Xiaoyu followed the voice and looked at it, only to see that the person who spoke was Su Bei who fell to the ground.

There is another person, a young man in a long shirt who is quietly floating in the air.

By this time, some of the people had regrouped.

In order to watch the excitement and not be afraid of death, there are many people.

But everyone present, including Subei, turned a blind eye to the young man in the long shirt in the air.

As if the person did not exist, was unknowable, and was not visible.

Perhaps, only Wang Xiaoyu.

Not because her "psychic" talent is stronger than that of Subei, but because the young man in the long shirt allowed her to see.

However, the "Snowflake" talent, which is known for its perception as high as Class B, can't even detect this person.

If Subei knew, he would definitely be shocked.

"You're all going to die except me. ”

Wang Xiaoyu muttered to himself, it seems that this thin killer who escaped must be very strong.

However, this scumbag ...... Why do you have this confidence?

She thought of the figure of the other party colliding with the armor-piercing bullet head-on in the barbecue restaurant, and the scene of the bomb exploding outside.

I may have underestimated him all along.

This is a ...... A real powerhouse!

Next to her, Tian Xuanxuan, who had recovered from dark phobia and her aunt's pain, her face changed again and again.

She thought of more.

Since Subei is so powerful that it can even shake the armor-piercing bullet, then the students who saved themselves at that time ......

Her mind was in turmoil.

I don't know how to deal with this student in the future?

At this moment, Su Bei was lying on the ground.

Blood spilled, and the heart wailed:

"I'm hurt, who's going to help me?"

Wang Xiaoyu looked up and saw that the young man in the long shirt in the sky had disappeared.

She had a gut feeling.

There must be some deep, unknowable reason why this half-ghost, half-human eccentric young man found himself.

Come to think of it.

Only then did she feel the pain in the place where she had been hit in front of her.

Big, it's not necessarily a good thing.

"Subei, how are you?"

Tian Xuanxuan stepped forward to help the student up and asked with concern.

Su Bei, a lazy cancer patient, lay in his arms, not wanting to move, and would rather die than die as soon as he entered the gentle township.

He exhaled weakly, like a warrior hanging from the last trace of blood in the game.

"...... Is there milk, nurse?"

Tian Xuanxuan's face turned red, she should be called "doctor", is this child concussed, or is he stupid?

After a while, the police car roared in.

Several people lifted Subei and sent them to Qingteng Hospital for treatment.

Tian Xuanxuan followed uneasily.

Wang Xiaoyu and the personnel of the Basic Police Department simply made a note in the ward of Qingteng Hospital.

This time the story is more complicated.

The foreign killer at the scene was taken to the police station, but it will take some time for the interrogation to come out.

At this time, Shuhe County, Qingfeng Teahouse.

"Pheasant" Wu Yanjing soaked a pot of Zhengshan seeds.

Didi's communication sounded: 'Assassination failed?'

Wu Yanjing lifted her glasses and replied, "Yes." ’

A slight flash on the lens shows: 'Abandon your identity and evacuate completely.' ’

Wu Yanjing suddenly fell silent.

He lifted the teapot and poured a cup gently.

Repeat, asking, 'All?'

A silent stream of information immediately appeared on the mirror: 'All. You set off on a journey to the Taklamakan Desert to host the space jump three years later. ’

Wu Yanjing took a sip of tea and replied, "Received." ’

There was no reaction on the lenses for a long time, until a cup of black tea was drunk, and a message lit up.

Then it dimmed, and there was no more indication on the other side.

However, this last piece of information made Wu Yanjing, who was not shocked, stare at him and stop his fingers.

I saw that it was written:

'The East China Sea is changing drastically, and the province of Su is about to perish. ’