Luo Yu saw that Mi Lilian was resolute, so he agreed. At worst, he would shoot to help her if she was in danger.
After asking her to use poison on the dart-throwing ninja, Luo Yu wandered away and walked away.
Several ninjas looked at each other and saw the anger in each other's eyes because of their opponent's disdain for them. They shouted and attacked Luo Yu's back together.
A sharp white light flashed in the hand holding the knife, and the slender bushido struck Luo Yu's back like a white dragon mixed with thunderous force; several thin black shadows flashed in the air, which were darts clustered with poison.
, their purpose is to poke more than a dozen transparent holes in Luo Yu's back; and the ninja holding the gun will pull the trigger.
Mirillian saw all this and took action as soon as the three people made a move. Two flying knives made an X-shaped cut in the air towards the ninja holding the knife, and one cut him from behind.
One bypassed him and went straight to his throat.
There were also three flying knives in the shape of fans that blocked the darts shot by the ninjas. They made several crisp sounds, and more than a dozen beautiful sparks flashed in the air.
There was a loud bang, and Luo Yu was not idle. Without looking back and raising his hand, he fired a shot in the back. The sand eagle's bullet hit the barrel of the rifle as if it had eyes, and a louder explosion sounded.
Two bullets exploded in the barrel of the gun. The entire barrel was blown into the shape of a morning glory, and the scrapped gun handle hit the ninja's collarbone hard due to the huge recoil generated by the explosion.
After thinking about it with a click, the ninja's right clavicle was shattered by the impact, and several broken bones pierced the skin and brought out thick blood. From the side, the ninja's right half of the body seemed to have grown several grasses.
The impact of this impact on his internal organs also made him dizzy. His internal organs felt as if they had been displaced. Qi and blood surged all over his body and he could no longer stand still.
Mirillian said coquettishly: "No help!" She jumped up to catch the spinning dart and shot it at the remaining two ninjas again.
These two ninjas also had troubles that they couldn't express.
The one with the knife was good at hiding and could kill with one strike, but in Mirillian's eyes, his hiding skills were like a child playing house. He had no choice but to use a dart tremblingly nailed between his legs.
I believe that my level cannot capture the eyes of this foreign woman.
Although the darts in the other hand were poisonous, he had no chance to shoot them at his target, or even reach out to pick them up.
Mirilian's darts were so dense that it seemed like a big net was covering him inside. Moreover, these darts were in a roundabout shape. The trajectory Mirilian threw seemed to be the most carefully calculated. These two unlucky people
Ninjas now don't even have the ability to parry except running away.
Within ten minutes, they saw each other again with the same despair in their own eyes.
Today's target was unexpectedly not taken down by four people working together. Instead, they had already killed two of them.
Although the two people were unwilling to do so, they could only try their best to avoid the flying knives flying in the sky.
And in just this moment, there were seven or eight more blood stains on their bodies, and their clothes were completely turned into strips of cloth hanging on their bodies.
The ninja with the gun lay on the ground and coughed up blood for a long time. He finally recovered, but his body was still very uncomfortable. It was probably the injured person's internal organs. He was about to raise his head to see how the battle was going, when he suddenly felt a hard bump on his forehead.
something.
"Hey, can you show me your face?" A young man's smiling voice sounded in my ear.
You don't need to think about it to know who the owner of this voice is.
The ninja did not hesitate and neatly pulled out the dagger from his leg and stabbed the person next to him, but his hand was still hanging in the air. He suddenly felt his head swell, and then in his last glance, he saw his brain bursting out and blood flying everywhere.
Look.
"Sure enough, there is a bitch's heart underneath that idiot's face. Can your knife compare to my gun?" Luo Yu raised his eyebrows as he looked at the headless corpse.
The flesh, bones, and white brains spurted out to the side in radiating lines, and the headless cavity was still pouring out blood.
Turning around and looking at Mirilian who was having a great time, Luo Yu shouted: "Honey, it's over. I remembered who might have found these people."
Mirilian was having a good time, but when Luo Yu asked him to solve the problem quickly, she seemed unhappy.
After being abducted by Luo Yu and brought to Zhonghai a few months ago, she had never really had a chance to take action. The few people she met when she came to ZJ were simply low-level hooligans. Before they even used their skills, the other party had already
Fell.
Although these two "toys" today are not bad, they are definitely not powerful.
"You will die if you stop resisting!" Mirillian finally couldn't help but get angry.
The flying knives flying all over the sky came down in a continuous cycle around the two unlucky ninjas.
Luo Yu suddenly remembered the owner of the street stall making noodles. His movements were so fascinating when he was cutting noodles.
The ninja holding the sword finally couldn't hold back his anger. In his eyes, the people of Amaterasu would not tolerate such blasphemy.
With a loud shout, he swung the long knife in his hand to the extreme, and in a flash of light, he blocked three of Mirillian's flying knives, finally tearing open an exit.
Seeing a glimmer of hope, he naturally would not give up. He kicked off his legs and finally escaped from Mirillian's killing array.
But before he could stand firm, a smiling face suddenly appeared in front of him: "Hi, can I see your face?"
Luo Yu didn't wait for him to speak, put the muzzle of Sha Ying's gun against the man's left rib, and then pulled the trigger without hesitation.
This time the gunshot was not very loud, it was a bit like the sound of a water bag being broken.
The bullet tore open the ninja's clothes with violent rotation, then penetrated the skin into the muscles and mauled the spleen.
Because of the huge difference in air pressure between the inside and outside of the body, when the bullet came out of his back, the internal organs and blood vessels in the ninja's body that had long been turned into a ball of minced meat eagerly spurted out of the small hole like solution from a high-pressure spray gun.
.
Minced meat mixed with indiscernible internal organs and thick blood shot out turbulently, drawing an arc at least two meters long in the air. Minced meat was scattered one after another, and white bones and dregs were scattered everywhere. The blood was like big raindrops.
Each one hit the ground.
The ninja's eyes were so wide that the corners of his eyes were torn open by the protruding eyeballs, and a trace of blood dripped down from the corners of his eyes.
Until his death, he could not understand how he could be killed so easily and without any ability to resist.
The left side of his body was completely reduced to rubbish from his heart down to his thighs. This was also the most direct way to demonstrate the power of the Desert Eagle.
The blood-soaked ninja uniform was floating in the air in the wind, and the broken skeleton of the human body was embedded in the muscles. A small ball of pink tender flesh could be faintly seen beating slightly in the rotten flesh.
The sticky blood instantly soaked the corpse, and quickly covered the ground as the corpse fell.
Seeing the tragic death of his companions, the last ninja was heartbroken. The darts he finally seized the opportunity to hold on his fingertips fell to the ground because his hands were shaking so much.
Mirilian walked towards Luo Yu and asked him if he wanted to stay alive.