Am I...afraid?
Chapter 59:Am I...afraid?
“—”
The party who was silently waiting for the opportunity to kill the counter-offensive suddenly noticed a chill behind it.
That kind of chill, like a venomous snake suddenly climbed into the back of the square, so that the pores of the whole body in the square are like blown up, suddenly enlarged.
Without any hesitation, Fang Li directly gave up the block and lashed to the side.
“The bang—”
At this moment, the sound of the gun sounded, so that a bullet that could not be captured by the naked eye quickly cut through the space, wiped the cheek in the square, and shot into the distance.
Only then did he find out.
In front of the door of the carriage, a ninja-like female samurai was aiming at the square with a steam gun.
And, of course, the samurai of the hunters.
The square immediately choked.
"This is the other side's base camp, there is no need to single out with me."
Moreover, with the heart of the birds and horses, this kind of thing, this unscrupulous way to want revenge ghost will certainly not mind doing.
And this is not the end.
“What a chore—”
With the sound of neat footsteps, a group of samurai armed with steam guns poured into the carriage.
Among them, the nameless is also listed.
“Brother grown up?”
Seeing the confrontation with the birds and horses in the square, it is obvious that the fierce battle is fierce, the nameless face is dazed.
“You... you...”
In a word, before it was time to finish, the bird and the horse were directly ordered.
“Shoot!”
There was no hesitation in ordering the nameless heart to be trembling.
“Wait... wait!”Unscrupled shouting.
However, for the hunters, the order of the birds is absolute.
So, under the nameless shout, every samurai present raised the steam gun in their hands and turned in the direction.
Under the aim of the numerous steam guns, there was hardly a dead end in front of the entire carriage.
In the meantime, avoid.
“No!It is not inevitable!”
This moment, the foot in the square is tight, the body is like electricity, a spinning body, flashing behind the bird and the horse.
"What?" the bird-beautiful horse immediately saw through the intentions of the square.
The samurai of the hunters are aimed at the square, watching the square flash to the back of the bird, and subconsciously moving past the gun in the hand.
As a result, the black and swarve muzzles were naturally aimed at the birds.
At this moment, the samurai were surprised and quickly withdrew the gun in their hands.
And the bird and the horse are fiercely turned back, and the long knife in the hand is like a crescent, like a moonlight quietly, resolutely cut out.
The sound of the wind should blow.
The sharp strong wind carried the cold wind, and like the long knife, it cut hard to the executioner holding the murder weapon.
However, the next moment, something happened that shocked the birds.
I saw that Fang Li did not shy away at all, and opened a pair of calm and terrible magic eyes, so straight into the direction of Tianguan Meima.
Then the black knife fell heavily on the body.
“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
With the sound of the tearing sound, the red blood splashed.
The blood in front of the square appeared, and the skin bloomed, and it was directly cut and opened.
The wound, almost cut in half, almost into the bones, so that a lot of blood sputtered out, stained the ground, but also stained the face of the birds and horses.
Unspewing pain struck the head of the other.
The injury is worse than the injury suffered when the car was hit and killed in the first place.
If it is not because of the past (long-lasting) in the square, it is definitely cut in half and seriously injured on the spot.
“You...!” the bird-beautiful voice sounded.
It was this moment that the dagger in the blood-stained square suddenly broke the void.
“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Again, a *dear of lace sounded.
Naturally, the red blood was also an unavoidable sputtering half-empty.
However, this time, in addition to the red blood, there was also an arm that flew half-empty.
It is the arm of the bird.
“Oh, hey, hey—”
The bird covered the blood-splattered broken arm and roared in low pain.
“The Chief!”
The samurai of the concocteds cried out in anger.
Only the nameless, the little hand covered his mouth, looking at the seriously injured square and the bird, can not help but retreat.
It is at this time that the square and the birds of the horse are separated from each other and separated.
In this process, Fang Li endured unprecedented severe pain, touched only a quarter of the trauma recovery agent from the leg bag, clenched his teeth and pulled the bottle plug, and poured all the remaining potions on his body.
The wound on the body immediately began to smoke and gradually recovered.
During this period, Fang Li swallowed a mouthful of blood that poured into his throat, and the ice-blue magic eye stared at the bird with the broken arm, smiling coldly.
"My horse, I have recorded your life."
“Next time, I’ll kill you.”
Leaving this sentence, Fang drove the seriously injured body, regardless of the spilled blood, and crashed into the car window on the side.
“The bang—”
In the cracking sound, the car window was directly broken, sprinkling glass fragments on the ground.
As for Fang Li, he had already jumped out of the car window and disappeared.
Watching this scene happen, the birds and horses covered their blood-soaked broken arms and couldn't help but get down on their knees.
“The Chief!”The samurai of the hunters came forward.
The birds did not even look at their subordinates and gritted their teeth.
“Follow!He certainly didn’t jump from the city!Must be still somewhere!You have to find him!”
“Yes!”The samurai of the Klan lined up, all raising their steam guns and starting to chase them out.
Not long after, the whole carriage was left with the broken arm of the bird and the nameless.
The bird looked at the arms that fell on the ground and felt the sharp pain from the incision of the broken arm, the handsome face was full of gloom, and the heart was full of shudder.
Only the birds and horses know what kind of danger they have experienced.
Because the blow in Fang's side was not toward his hand, but toward his heart.
If it had not been at the last moment, the instinctive sense of crisis that had made the birds and horses frantically evasive, then it was not just an arm lying on the ground, but his body.
Recalling the blow that must be killed, and the eyes of the ice blue, the body of the bird began to tremble.
“Am I... scared?”
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