The fierce battle was completely fought.

As soon as Ethan ducked to the side to avoid the heavy blow, the meteor hammer in Gogo's hand followed, forcing him to roll over and over.

Even with a gun drawn, you can take her out with a single shot.

But Ethan is still very interested in challenging himself, this kind of person who is proficient in Qimen weapons can not be met at any time, and in a situation where he is not certain to die, facing difficulties is also a breakthrough for himself.

This meteor hammer is indeed scary.

With the control of the iron chain between Guoguo's arms, he can always smash it at an angle that he didn't expect.

"Bang."

With a flash of body, the meteor hammer slammed into the wooden pillar next to it.

The sheer force blasted the corner of the pillar to pieces with spikes, and countless sawdust flew away, leaving a large hole in the coffin, and if this thing were to be picked up on his head, the end would not be much better than the pillar.

Just as he was about to reach out and grab the chain, with a bang, the hammer head quickly retreated from the wooden post.

Frightened, Ethan quickly withdrew his hand.

If you slow down for a second, there will be a few more bloody gaps on your hands, and the spikes on them are not for jokes.

The Meteor Hammer is not so easy to crack.

Between the collection and release, there is its unique chapter, if it is so simple, people will be caught.

So what's the use of practicing it?

If one plan fails, Ethan has another plan.

Must be melee.

That chain, Ethan felt that Hanzo Knife could be chopped continuously.

If you get closer, you have a chance.

Taking advantage of the fact that most of the potential energy of the meteor hammer disappeared in the impact, and the iron chain became soft, he quickly pounced, and the whistling sword light continued to slash away.

A sneer flashed at the corner of Guoguo's mouth, and his figure exploded.

That action.

It's like a flower.

His arms swayed like threads, and his legs in knee-length white socks jumped like elves, and while quickly retracting the chain, he did not forget to quickly spin around and rebuild its momentum.

This shaking process is also a kind of defense.

The whistling and spinning meteor hammer made Ethan dare not get too close, flying up and down, left and right, who knows from what angle it will suddenly smash out.

In the spacious hall, the figures of the two are constantly changing.

A knife chased and slashed.

The other one was as agile as a fawn, quickly changing positions.

There is a door called the kung fu of poking feet, which is to use the skirt to confuse the enemy's sight, and the sharp feet can always poke out from unexpected angles, and Guoguo, an innocent female high school, also has the same thing.

That's her plaid skirt, and between the moves and jumps, the smooth little buttocks are always in full bloom.

When you turn around.

It is even more life-threatening.

A strand of flowing black hair also shook together, making Ethan cry out that he couldn't stand it.

Under the fragrant scene, it is full of murderous intentions.

He could only forcibly stay focused, gritted his teeth and slashed with his knife, not giving the other party a chance to regain momentum, the distance between the two quickly narrowed, and the meteor hammer in the opponent's hand swung more rapidly.

"Whew~"

The hammer head that was originally flying forward suddenly came back with a carbine.

The chains are tightened.

The spiked hammer flew back from under Guoguo's crotch, and with a bang, it hit his chest firmly.

This place.

Who can prevent it, and they are not afraid of scratching their little old sister.

Despite the body armor protection, he still felt a sharp pain, and Ethan burst into ferocity, and instead of taking half a step back, he took the opportunity to grab the chain like lightning, and stretched the chain straight with a bang.

Guoguo didn't expect the other party to be hit hard, and he didn't show the slightest retreat and stiffness.

Instead, he took the opportunity to grab his weapon.

"Yaga!"

With a roar, she quickly rolled over, wrapping her arms around the chains, trying to use her waist to retract her meteor hammer.

Under normal circumstances, it is definitely fine.

But now it's not normal.

Enraged, Ethan grabbed the chain with one hand and dragged it back with all his strength, and the force pulled the fruit into the air and almost flew into the air, and she stumbled forward in horror.

The knife turned, and the long handle stabbed.

"Bang."

The innocent female high was like being hit by a battering ram, her little tongue trembled, and the strength of her body faded like a tide.

I don't have the energy to be alive and kicking anymore.

Life-and-death.

It's just a snap of a finger.

As soon as Ethan's fingers loosened, Hanzo's knife fell, and he grabbed the other party's skirt and school uniform angrily, and lifted Guoguo's whole person into the air, screaming and slamming it down.

Meanwhile.

The knees went up like lightning.

"Click!"

The extremely mad voice resounded throughout the Aoba House.

Beatrice slashed with a backhand, splitting the Zorro man's mask in front of her along with the face inside, and after successfully eliminating the last person, she gasped and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

I saw Guoguo fold her body backwards at an amazing angle.

Padded to his knees by Ethan.

As the latter sneered and loosened her feet, the double ponytail innocent female high was also powerless to fall to the ground, her body still had a slight twitch, and the liquid flowing from the corners of her mouth quickly stained the ground red.

"Fack!"

Thinking of the campaign ad in that town, and then looking at the murderous guy in front of her, Beatrice let out a low curse.

She slowly raised her head and lifted the Hanzo knife up.

Pointing directly at Ishii Miren standing above.

Although her arm shook slightly, and although she was cut with a few wounds on her body, it did not affect her firm confidence and strong murderous aura in the slightest.

"You're next."

Looking at the person who shot her husband to death with her own hands, Beatrice jumped out word by word: "Ishii Yulian, draw the knife!" ”

"Worthy of the Black Mamba."

Ishii Yuren put the phone back in his chest and sorted out his clothes with a smile: "It seems that being in a coma is also beneficial, you are the same as a few years ago, almost nothing has changed!" ”

"I've got some surprises for you."

She bowed slightly, and walked to the box with a smile on the corner of her mouth: "Since you came here with a katana, then I hope to solve this matter with a sword like a samurai, if you agree to me on this condition." ”

"I'll give you the answer you want, tell where Bill is!"

"Provided, of course, that you can hold out until that point."

"Don't worry."

"I'll be waiting for you inside."

As the white figure disappeared from view, the sound of tidal footsteps sounded, hearing this movement, Ethan hurriedly picked up his Hanzang knife, and quickly scurried behind a thick pillar.

"Damn, it's a trap."

Beatrice did the same, and said helplessly to Ethan, who was about to unbutton, "It must be something you did last night that made Ishii Yuren sense that something is wrong." ”

"Don't shoot."

Gritting her teeth, she clenched the hilt of the knife tightly: "Believe me, her people will never use guns." ”

"Don't even think about torture."

"It's useless for that woman to interrogate by means!"

Beatrice slowly raised the Hanzo sword sideways and shouted, "Ishii Yuren is right, let's be like a samurai and split any enemy we encounter in half. ”

Rumbling footsteps approached.

Countless, numerous crazy 88s, are pouring out of the box that Ishii Yuren walked into.

All the same Zorro mask.

They were all dressed in cherry blossom kendo uniforms, black culottes, white shirts, and as Beatrice had said, none of them really carried guns, and all of them carried shiny katanas.

The outfits of these people made Ethan's heart beat violently.

The boiling that rose from the depths of his soul made his eyes stain a trace of blood, and his five fingers trembled slightly, clutching the blood-red hilt tightly.

"Huh."

The blade pointed upwards with a murderous aura. (End of chapter)