The middle-aged man slammed Cheng Jing like a madman, and was still muttering to himself:

"I thought you were so powerful, but I didn't expect you to be so weak, why are you so weak...."

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out, interrupting the middle-aged man's perverted violence.

A wisp of scarlet blood, the middle-aged man's cheek slowly slid to the ground, and then more and more.

Just now, taking advantage of the middle-aged man's violent beating of Cheng Jing, Xiaomi boldly came to the bodyguard's body, picked up the gun in the bodyguard's hand, and shot at the middle-aged man.

However, it didn't hit, it's not that Xiaomi hit crookedly, Xiaomi was often forced by her father to practice shooting, she didn't dare to say that she could hit 100 shots, at least she could be more than 90 rings each time, although it was not a 100 shots, but it was also accurate, not inferior to ordinary soldiers.

But at the moment when he shot just now, he was facing away from Xiaomi, and the middle-aged man who was unprepared actually turned his head magically, otherwise Xiaomi could blow his head with one shot.

Looking at the bullet marks on his face, the blood kept gushing out. The man reached out and dipped a little of his own blood, then put it in his mouth and licked it, seeming to enjoy the taste. Then there was no longer a perverted smile on his face, a rare dignified look.

He slowly put down the inhuman-shaped and dying Cheng Jing in his hand, turned around, looked at the millet who was raising the gun against him, and said solemnly:

"I thank you for teaching me a lesson that it is possible for ants to kill elephants."

"In return, I'm going to torture you to death first!"

Without waiting for the man to finish speaking, Xiaomi fired several shots in a row, but what made people desperate.

The man's figure was flexible, he threw down the mirror, always dodging the bullet at the moment of shooting, his body flashed left and right, and the target went straight to Xiaomi.

While firing the gun, Xiaomi was silently counting the number of bullets in the gun in his hand. Four, three, two...

Before the last shot was fired, the man arrived, raised his hand and slapped the gun in Xiaomi's hand, and then grabbed Xiaomi's throat and lifted Xiaomi, with his feet hanging in the air.

Millet was making a final struggle, and she tried to break the man's hand around her throat while kicking the murderer in the chest in front of her frantically.

However, like a floating Han tree, the middle-aged man who was kicked did not move at all, his face was cruel, and Xiaomi's attack seemed to tickle him, but it aroused his ferocity, and the hand that clasped his throat increased a little harder.

Not far away, in the mountains and forests, there were screams of girls, and you didn't have to think about it to know that it was the crazy woman who caught the girl who had fled into the woods just now, and she didn't know what kind of inhuman torture she was doing.

Suddenly, a small white figure rushed to the middle-aged man's feet, bit the man's calf, the man was in pain, looked down at the little white wolf who was biting hard, his eyes leaked disdain, and he raised his leg and kicked it dozens of meters away.

There was a sound of breaking the air behind his head, the middle-aged man didn't look back, grabbed back with his other hand, and grabbed the wooden stick that Han Xue sneaked up so easily, with a slight force in his hand, the wooden stick was directly folded in two, throwing away the wooden stick, and then clasped Han Xue's neck with his backhand and carried her in the air.

Cheng Jing's current physical condition is very bad, his left arm is twisted to the palm like a twisted flower, the left half of his face is swollen like a steamed bun soaked in water, his left eye can't be opened because of edema, his mouth and nose are bleeding uncontrollably, he doesn't know how many bones are broken in his body, the pain all over his body is terrible, his lungs are unspeakably uncomfortable, he wants to cough, but he can't cough out.

He just wanted to play dead like this, and leave the two men alone, maybe the man would leave after killing the two girls, forgetting that he existed, maybe he thought he had been killed.

He felt that Han Xue was a fool and actually stood up for a brute, but when he saw that weak figure blocking in front of the Taoist man, his face was full of determination, and he originally thought that he would laugh and couldn't laugh.

Recently, he has been thinking about himself, and then came to a conclusion, he was actually free the moment he touched the necklace, and he didn't have to follow Han Xue, the reason why he followed was just that he wanted to find the truth, and find a reason to let him wander all these years, not necessary.

He also worked hard just now, and he also wanted to save Han Xue, but his ability was limited, that man was too strong, he couldn't beat him at all, and he felt that he didn't owe anything to Han Xue anymore.

There was no sound, quiet, so quiet, maybe they were killed by that man.

Cheng Jing opened his right eye slightly, wanting to see the situation, and then, all that came into his eyes was a sad girl's face, full of tears, looking at his face reluctantly.

At that moment, Cheng Jing forgot everything, forgot that he had to be stubborn, forgot that he had to live on, forgot that there was a huge disparity in strength between himself and that man, and there was only one thought in his heart, she couldn't die, I didn't allow her to die.

The middle-aged man who was enjoying himself like a pervert, the two girls in front of him were in pain because they were about to die, and suddenly felt that someone was attacking behind him, and he didn't think about it, and he didn't turn around, he raised his leg and kicked back, thinking that the kid's vitality was tenacious enough, now it depends on whether you die or not, but one arm wrapped around his neck.

Cheng Jing also hugged his neck with his right hand at the moment of the man's kick, directly on the man's back, because his left arm was already useless, he could only open his mouth and bite the man's neck.

The intense pain made the man have no time to take care of Han Xue and Xiaomi in his hands, threw the two of them away, and then ran to Cheng Jing on his back to grab them.

Cheng Jing is like an octopus, it should be three catch fish. He put one hand around the middle-aged man's neck, wrapped his feet around his waist, clinging to his back, biting his neck and not letting go.

Blood flowed down the middle-aged man's neck, because of Cheng Jing's relationship on his back, he was a little inconvenient, couldn't let go of his hands and feet, and couldn't hit Cheng Jing.

However, there will always be a way, a chilling sound of broken bones came, and the man used both hands to break one of Cheng Jing's calves into a weird arc, and the recurved arc made people look terrifying.

He was about to break the other leg of the mirror, when suddenly, a gunshot rang out, which was particularly abrupt in this scene, and after the sound, time seemed to stand still, and everyone stopped moving.

A finger-thick hole appeared in the center of the man's eyebrows, and blood was flowing from the hole, the man's hands gradually drooped, his pupils began to spread, and he maintained a shocked expression on his face, and fell directly backwards.

It's millet, when the man threw them away, I don't know if the man intentionally or not, just threw it on the previous three corpses, although there were corpses as meat pads, but it was still not light, millet endured the pain of fainting, little by little crawled to the place where the gun was thrown away by the man, and stood up with difficulty.

She knew that she only had one chance, took a deep breath, meditated, held the gun in both hands, left leg slightly forward, the target was twenty meters away, and the moment the middle-aged man faced her, she pulled the trigger, the gun rang out, and a shot entered the soul.

The middle-aged man died, and died of despair.

Just as Millet breathed a sigh of relief and slowly lowered the gun in his hand, a non-human-like scream came from the edge of the nearby woods.

Following the sound, I don't know when, the mad woman stood outside the woods, she witnessed her man being shot by millet.

The woman is like a cheetah, using her hands and feet at the same time, as if she is crazy, and she comes straight to Xiaomi.

Millet raised the gun and fired, but when she pulled the trigger, she realized that it was the last bullet just now, and before she could think about it, the woman pushed on the ground with both feet, and grabbed her hands, like a feline predator, and rushed straight to the door of millet noodles.

Millet could clearly see the blood-stained eyelashes on the woman's face, and at this moment, an irresistible force behind her directly dragged Millet sideways for more than a meter, and the woman flew into the air.

Xiaomi turned his head, it was the Taoist man who pulled himself, why is this?

The crazy woman threw herself into the air, turned her head and saw that it was the Taoist man who saved Xiaomi, she didn't rush to do it again, her eyes were full of doubts and looked at the Taoist man, as if she was waiting for the Taoist man to explain to her.

The Taoist man's face was arrogant, he didn't say anything, he took a step forward, the cold light flashed in his right hand, and the short sword slashed, and he saw that the woman didn't have time to react, and a blood line appeared on her neck.

The woman's scarlet hot blood sprayed Xiaomi's face, and the crazy woman looked incredulous, covering her neck with one hand, and pointing at the Taoist man with the other, wanting to say something, but before she had time to say it, she fell into a pool of blood, shook her body, and didn't move.

"It's really a waste, it's so hard to kill a few ordinary people, and you were killed by a counter-kill, are you all waste?"

The Taoist priest man's face was full of indescribable disdain, and he looked at the woman's corpse and said:

"Although I can't kill mortals, I don't say I can't kill you, hahaha..."

After laughing, the Taoist man didn't leave Xiaomi, who was standing beside him with a question mark on his head, walked up to the middle-aged man who was killed, kicked the corpse away, and leaked out the Cheng mirror that was pressed below.

looked at Cheng Jing, who was dying on the ground, smiled again, and said:

"You're so weak, it's been a waste of my efforts, now we can have a good talk."