Chapter 686 Dancing Girl Princess vs East Factory Admiral 51

Quan Jiu led Mituozi and stood on the street where people and cars were coming and going. Not far away, black shadows suddenly jumped out from the window of the teahouse on the second floor, heading straight behind Mituozi!

The milk dumplings were covered with bags of large and small, like a moving castle, with no time to care about behind them.

Before Shen Lang made a sound reminder, Quan Jiu felt the movement behind her. She didn't look back and instinctively pulled the milk dumpling to turn around.

This dodge happened to avoid the fatal blow. The blade wiped the breasts' vest, and the sword wind was sharp and tore his clothes apart.

A cool breeze poured into the clothes from the hole, and the milk dumpling felt a chill on the back.

"Bang--"

In this gap, Quan Jiu had already pulled out the dagger from his boots. He heard the sharp sound of the wind on his ears. She didn't turn her head back, and her elbows were bent back, and the metal collision made a harsh sound.

Seeing that he escaped another disaster, the assassin showed displeasure and stopped fighting with her head, instead attacking the milk dumpling beside him.

Quan Jiu looked at him and saw their real target. Her eyes were even heavier than before.

Obviously, attacking Milk Tuanzi is more unacceptable than attacking her.

As soon as Milk Tuanzi came to his senses, he saw Quanjiu slashing at him with a dagger. He blinked his eyes and stood there without hiding. His clear black pupils did not slight fear.

The next second, the heavy object landed.

The three big gift boxes hanging around his neck suddenly fell to the ground.

As soon as his neck was loosened, the milk dumpling immediately threw down the big bags in his hand, and his originally bulky limbs immediately became flexible.

There were more and more black-clothed assassins around. Looking around, there were about thirty people, quickly surrounding Quanjiu and milk dumplings.

"Jiujiu, their target is me, don't worry about me."

Outnumbered, Mituanzi felt a little cold when she saw so many assassins.

Quan Jiu cut a person's throat and took advantage of the gap, and slapped his palm on the back of his head with a snap:

"What nonsense is the little brat talking about?"

She held one hand in her hand, touched the back of the head that was being patted with the other hand, pursed her pink lips tightly, sucked her nose, and said.

"…You know, I won't die."

Although the mother and son never confessed their identities due to the rules of the law of nature, she would have guessed something after he followed her and had worn so many planes.

"Not to die does not mean that you are not afraid of death."

Quan Jiu stared at the vast crowd, her black eyes were unprecedentedly cold and sarcastic. She was full of murderous aura, which was even stronger than the siege killer.

Even if she destroys this plane, she will not hurt him at all.

When Mituanzi heard this, she trembled all over and seemed to remember some memories that were engraved in her bones.

Quan Jiu was busy dealing with assassins from all directions, but did not notice his strangeness. His fists were hard to beat four hands, Quan Jiu simply picked up the milk dumpling.

"Hold on your shoulders."

After saying that, she threw away the dagger, snatched the assassin's sword, and rushed towards Shen Lang.

There are more assassins around Shen Lang than around Quanjiu.

His tricks were too ruthless. If it weren't for so many people, he wouldn't be able to hold him back at all.

The two of them were killed without any mercy, but they finally suffered a loss of the number of people. Quanjiu cut a hole in his right arm, starting from his elbow and pierced half of his forearm.

The milk dumpling was hung on Quanjiu, his eyebrows were so frowned that he could kill a fly. He raised his eyes and stared at the assassin who was hurt by Quanjiu. His black eyes were cold and deep, and he could not see any anger, as if he was looking at a dead person.

The back of the assassin he was staring at was cold and a sense of fear arose.

Just as he was stunned, a long sword pierced his heart from his back. The assassin's pupils widened and he instinctively wanted to turn around, but when he turned around halfway, he fell to the ground!!!

Chen Lang retracted the knife indifferently and finally arrived at Quan Jiu. His thighs and arms were stained with blood, soaking the originally black robe even darker.

With the support, Quan Jiu was relieved to hand over his back to Chen Lang.

Both of them were covered with wounds of all sizes, but the fighting movements did not slow down.

In just one cup of tea, only a dozen people were left of more than thirty assassins. Quan Jiu raised his hand to wipe the blood on his face. This was what the man splashed on her just now.

"grown ups!"

Outside the field, Chen San arrived in time with the guards of the East Factory, with more people than those in black.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the black-clad assassin glanced at the milk dumpling in Quanjiu's arms and made a quick decision:

"withdraw!!"

The assassin that had originally gathered dispersed in an instant, Quan Jiu breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately turned to look at Chen Lang beside him.

Chen Lang faced him and smiled as before.

It was at this moment that the man suddenly trembled all over, his pupils shrank, and he staggered forward.

"Chen Lang??!"

Quan Jiu raised his voice and suddenly realized something and looked behind him.

On the roof not far away, the black-clothed assassin holding a crossbow didn't even have time to take back the tools in his hand.

Quan Jiu's black eyes sank suddenly. He wanted to chase after him, but the milk dumpling pulled her sleeve and reminded him.

“There is poisonous on the arrow.”

Quan Jiu's eyes fell on Shen Lang, but in an instant, the man's originally smooth and jade-like skin turned black to the naked eye, and he was obviously a strong poison. The biggest feature of the strong poison is that it has a strong effect and quick effect.

She stared coldly at the black-clothed assassin who put away the tools on the roof and wanted to escape. When everyone thought she would not chase her again, a black object about half a meter long suddenly appeared in her hand.

"Bang--!!"

I didn't see how she operated. There was a shocking sound. A bullet penetrated the back of the black-clothed assassin's head with thunder and an "black watermelon" exploded everywhere in the air, and flesh and blood flew!!

Everything happened too quickly, the assassin's pupils widened, but the muscles on his face were relaxed. Obviously, he thought he could escape just now.

Everyone's eyes fell on the black object in Quan Jiu's hand. What weapon is this? Why is it so far away and so strong lethal?

Chen San also had doubts in his heart, but at this moment, Chen Lang's situation was the top priority.

After Quan Jiu aimed at the shooting, he didn't even look at the black-clad assassin, and directly threw away the sniper and gun in his hand and squatted down beside Shen Lang.

She looked cold and fed him two things quickly. Then she picked up the dagger, cut two holes in his chest, and began to bleed.

Even though Chen San knew that she was saving people, she could not blink and wield a knife on Shen Lang like cutting pork. He still tightened his head, worried that something would happen.

The milk dumpling stood quietly aside, not crying or making a fuss, and did not make any noise to disturb her to save people.

"Doctor Chen, what's the situation with my master?"

Chen San saw that she was silently cutting another hole on Shen Lang's wrist, and his expression became more and more anxious.

Quan Jiu did not make any noise, and took out two pills from the elixir bottle and stuffed them into his mouth.

Previously, Chen Lang was still conscious and it was not difficult to feed the medicine, but this time, the pill reached his mouth, and Chen Lang didn't move at all and had long lost consciousness.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!