Aisaro didn't have time to think about it, the pistol connected, and instinctively retreated at the same time.

Bang bang!

Gripping the dagger in his left hand, he drew an arc directly in front of him as a defensive attack.

Shooting and drawing knives at the same time was almost an instinctive reaction, and Aisaro's eyes followed the blurred black shadow as fast as it could barely keep up, barely catching up with it.

She saw the black shadow circling around the living room on the second floor, flying directly towards her, extremely fast, and following the S-shaped evasive route.

After missing two shots in a row, she threw away the pistol directly, rolled on the spot, avoiding the flying pounce of the black shadow, and at the same time shot a dagger with her backhand, without looking at the result, she hid directly in a room on the side and closed the door with a bang.

With her back against the wall, she quickly took out a few small parts from her body, the black ones, and assembled them with an instant of hand speed almost with an afterimage, and then pressed them to the door behind her.

Roll forward on the spot, run to the window, smash the glass and jump out, and hang yourself in the air with both hands on the windowsill.

Just as she hung on the windowsill, the little thing attached to the door suddenly flashed red.

The shadow burst through the door and into the room.

Bang!!

A violent explosion erupted instantly.

The flames flooded everything in the room like a torrent, including the black figure. Huge heat rushed out of the windowsill, and thick smoke billowed and burned in the house with a violent firelight.

"It's a beautiful skill. ”

A calm male voice suddenly sounded beside Aisaro, with a hint of appreciation.

She jerked her head. The snake in his right hand is generally pinched into the throat of the opponent.

Asaro didn't expect that someone was right next to her, and she didn't even feel it.

Syllable!

The fingers are pinched precisely, and then the other party licks them lightly with their tongues.

It was then that Aisaro saw the man's true face.

He was like an ordinary young man. Clean, neatly dressed, and wearing gold-rimmed glasses is like a barrister in a firm. The quality of the writing is polite, and the gaze of people has a hint of scrutiny. A black suit is not a low-end product, but a type with exquisite workmanship.

It was a handsome man with fair skin, and his eyes were pitch black, like two swirls of magic. There's a powerful attraction that makes you want to stare into his eyes.

"Hypnotism!!" Asaro jerked free, her body twisting. The waist was flexibly bent up, and the whole person turned over lightly and returned to the room. But the man seemed to move more easily than she did, and followed her into the room with ease.

The two stood opposite each other in the midst of the flames.

"What a beautiful person, excellent, charming. Seeing you is like seeing my daughter back then," the man said with a hint of nostalgia. "If she hadn't been killed by the damn Ming Party. Maybe it's as beautiful and good as you now. ”

"Will the Bloodlines be fertile, too?" said Asaro as he watched the other man warily, casually responding to the other's words.

"No, not the Bloods, she's pure human. The other party didn't seem to want to talk about his previous experience, and he looked at Acharo, "You can actually get rid of my control, it seems that you are not an ordinary human." ”

Aisaro always felt that the other person looked at him with a strange kind of love. This strange feeling made her unusually uncomfortable.

"No, you're mistaken. I am a pure human being. ”

"Really?" the man smiled. "My name is Lars, and I'm the head of the secret party in this region. I was going to just come to relax, but I didn't expect to meet such an excellent girl as you. ”

Aisaro sensed that something was wrong, and the other party's eyes were sharp, as if the calm before the beast pounced, making people relax their vigilance.

Suddenly, she threw herself to the left,

Laugh at!

She heard the sound of something tearing from where she had been, and before she had time to look back, Asaro propped her right hand on the ground and swept her legs around like a windmill.

The heels of the pointy scalp shoes worn on the feet are as sharp as the tip of a knife, and they emit a faint scream of ferocity during high-speed spinning.

Bang bang twice, Lars was smashed in the middle, he quickly blocked in front of him with both hands at a high speed that surpassed Asarro, he didn't expect the other party to attack with such a move, and when he reacted, it was too late, his speed was too fast and he took the initiative to hit her toes.

Two times in a row, his expression was a little unsightly. The previous elegance couldn't be disguised, and a trace of impatience and ruthlessness gradually appeared on his face.

Two blood holes were directly pierced from the toes of his hands, although no blood flowed out, but he was injured by an ordinary human, which was simply a shame for the real blood clan.

Oh!!

He roared violently in his mouth, and the whole person turned into a black shadow and flew up, taking advantage of the opportunity for Aisaro to return to the force, and approached directly.

Bang Bang Bang!!

The two rolled into a ball violently, and the two sides exchanged hands and feet fiercely, Aisaro was far less fast than the other party, but her attack was accurate and amazingly predicted, and she seemed to have a terrifying sensitivity to danger, and she seemed to have a premonition before Lars made a move, and reacted in advance, which made Lars feel uncomfortable in general.

With a click, the two smashed through the wooden wall that had been shattered by the explosion and returned to the living room.

With a sneer, Asarro's fingers slashed across Lars' right cheek, and the venom on his nails instantly invaded Lars's body.

His face changed suddenly.

"How dare you!!" he roared. He instantly gave up his plan to play with the other party, and a powerful force instantly filled his whole body.

His skin became rock-hard, and his whole body took on an eerie gray color.

His hands and feet more than doubled in speed, and almost as soon as his right arm was raised, he struck Aisaro in the shoulder.

The huge force smashed into Asaror's right shoulder, smashing her out of the lun.

Lars followed him, instantly leaning towards him, grabbing Aisaro's throat and lifting him aloft. No matter how much she punched and kicked, it didn't work. His skin was as hard as a rock at this time, and it was not at all that could be broken by human power, and even if it was punctured by a dagger, it was only a little epidermis, and there were not many injuries at all.

Lars could feel the toxins circling more and more in his body, and he looked at Asaro who was held up in the air, and a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

Boom!!

Suddenly, a violent explosion rang out from the floor behind him.

The huge explosion directly sent Lars and Aisaro flying at the same time.

Aisaro took the opportunity to break away from the other party's restraint, coughed twice, and flew towards the window. Suddenly, a black shadow flashed, and smashed her down from mid-air.

Boom!

There was another loud bang, and Aisaro was oozing blood from her mouth and nose, and the stab-proof suit she wore in advance played a key role in this moment, allowing her to greatly reduce the damage she received.

"Damn it!!" Lars' voice came from behind her.

Aisaro's consciousness was a little blurred, but her years of fugitive life made her not moved at all, but her body twisted decisively and left her original position.

At the moment when she rolled away, the floor where she had been was directly shattered by Lars's foot. Fine wood slag mixed with cement fell to the first floor.

The house was already on fire by this time.

Aisaro didn't pay attention for a moment, rolled into a cluster of fire, and his body suddenly burned,

Flames, rolling, roaring, distant fire truck sirens, miniature walkie-talkies sounding.

All the sounds intertwined in Aisharo's ears, as if they were a kind of mixed symphony.

It seemed that the scene in front of her eyes when she had been training with Garon had come to mind. That inexplicable feeling came to my heart at this moment, as if it was suddenly integrated into my own premonition ability.

The air began to flow slowly around her, and after a few rolls, the flames on Aisaro's body quickly extinguished, and Lars stood by her side at this time, pinching her neck and lifting it up.

"Mortal! I have been so humiliated! what an achievement!" Lars smirked, "perhaps I should have made you my most cherished collector's item!"

A clear crisp sound interrupted his voice.

Lars froze in disbelief as he slowly lowered his head and looked at his chest.

There, a slightly black arm pierced straight through it, piercing his heart like a spear. The blackened skin texture on his arm was clearly visible in his eyes, and the strange thing was that he hadn't noticed the slightest movement before, only heard a soft sound, and his chest had been pierced through, as if his blood skin was a completely useless ornament.

"Silent Murder Technique" Aisaro recalled the scene when she saw Garon use this scene, her heart did not have any ripples, her mind was blank, and it seemed that only the moment when Garon's hand knife was pointed on her forehead and eyebrows.

With a bang, Lars let go of Aisaro and staggered back a few steps, his figure flashing, turning into a black shadow and disappearing in place.

In the house, only Asaro stood still, staring blankly at his right hand, which still had a trace of Lars's blood on it.

Silent killing.

This kind of technique is really terrifying

For the first time, she felt that the image of the original ordinary Garon seemed to be cast a mysterious shadow in her heart.

At this moment, the sound of the fire truck outside was getting closer and closer, she came back to her senses, quickly flew away, jumped out of the window, and lightly rolled forward on the ground, dissipating a huge falling force, ignoring the wounds all over her body, quickly pulled the car door and got into the car.

Arisha straightened up from under her seat and exclaimed when she saw her sister covered in blood and burns.

"Let's go!" said Asaro.

Arisa didn't dare to say much, so she took over the task of driving, started the car and drove away quickly.

Only the blazing fire houses were left in their place. (To be continued......)