The ghost assassin groaned, retreated with all his strength but was still half a beat slower, with a bloody wound on his chest.
Extremely painful.
He looked at Cai Lingzhi in surprise, but never expected that this woman was not afraid of pain.
And he took this opportunity to hurt himself with his knife.
The shadow was also unbelievable. Did the eldest lady take medicine tonight? Otherwise, how could it be so fierce?
The shadow was shocked and soon sneered again: "Cai Lingzhi, you are stronger than I thought, but unfortunately you are still going to die."
"I forgot to say that our army's stings were poisoned."
While speaking, the ghost assassin took out a bottle of medicine and rumbled the antidote into his mouth.
Then, he stood up and walked towards Cai Lingzhi, preparing to examine the other party's pain close-up.
Cai Lingzhi did not respond, but just groaned and trembled all over, as if he was about to die soon.
The ghost assassin smiled and said: "Don't worry, my poison is very strong, I will die in a few minutes, and it won't cause you to suffer too much..."
"Swoosh--"
Before he finished speaking, his pupils shrank, and he saw Cai Lingzhi bounced up from the ground and knocked into his arms with a knife.
The ghost assassin's face was rarely moved. He jumped back with all his might and kicked it with all his might.
Cai Lingzhi's groans fell to pieces.
The ghost assassin also felt a pain in his abdomen, and looked down and saw that there were more bloody mouths.
If you are a little later, you will probably be pierced.
"Bitch!"
The ghost assassin endured the pain and jumped a few meters away, looking at Cai Ling who was kicked away:
"You're not poisoned?"
"This is impossible!"
The poison on his knife is specially made. If there is no antidote, the poisoned person will definitely be paralyzed and died.
Cai Lingzhi did not respond, but was just a little more grateful to Ye Fan. Then he slammed the Sanling Army and attacked the ghost assassin again.
“It’s time to end!”
The ghost assassin felt a sense of danger. Before Cai Lingzhi could rush in front of him, he pulled a shot from his boot.
Tap the trigger.
A bullet shot out.
"Bang--"
With a loud bang, Cai Lingzhi's body shook, and she fell straight from the air, falling to the ground and breathing heavily.
She was shot in the shoulder.
All the strength is discharged.
She stared at the ghost assassin who slowly stood up and shouted: "Shameless!"
"The king succeeds and the enemy defeats the enemy!"
The ghost assassin smiled coldly: "What's more, we're fighting for life and death, not a battle in the ring."
He originally followed Wang Qiaochu's intention and raged Cai Ling again, but he suffered two injuries.
The ghost assassin felt that the battle had to end immediately.
Otherwise there are too many variables.
"Stop talking nonsense."
He pointed his gun at Cai Lingzhi: "You can go on the road."
"You should go first on this road!"
Just then, a calm voice suddenly sounded behind the ghost assassin.
At the same time, a slight aversion to the wind came.
"Bang bang bang!"
The ghost assassin's face changed drastically, and he didn't even turn his body, and his muzzle turned back.
The trigger was pulled repeatedly.
At the same time, he rushed towards the sofa not far away.
He didn't know who was coming, but the one who could appear behind him was silent and was definitely a top expert.
The gunshots roared, shaking the air.
The ballistic tracer of the bullet interlaced in the darkness.
A dagger turned into pieces in the bullet and all fell into the cold door.
But no one was seen.
The ghost assassin's eyelids twitched, and his muzzle turned and pointed at Cai Lingzhi again, but found that she had been carried by someone and turned into the bar counter of the wine cabinet.
Cai Lingzhi, who escaped from death, opened his eyes hard and found that he was a familiar face.
She whispered: "Ye Fan!"
"Hide here and don't move!"
Ye Fan hid Cai Lingzhi in the corner of the wine cabinet and pulled a bunch of debris to protect Cai Lingzhi.
Cai Ling's eyes softened.
"Bastard! Come out! Come out!"
The ghost assassin shouted, and he jumped up like a carp lying on waves, shooting continuously at the wine cabinet bar.
More than a dozen bullets poured out, killing the wine counter beyond recognition.
When the Ghost Assassin changed the magazine, a figure suddenly appeared in his vision and flashed by.
Ye Fan actually jumped out suddenly.
The ghost assassin had no time to think too much, and fired a shot at Ye Fan like a conditioned reflex!
But this shot was emptied!
Because Ye Fan jumped out too fast, it was strange that this shot could hit him when the ghost assassin was extremely nervous.
The ghost assassin did not expect Ye Fan to jump out. After firing a shot, he didn't hit it. Then he felt a little sad:
Finished!
At this time, Ye Fan also picked up a shot and shot continuously at the ghost assassin.
"Bang bang bang--"
Bullets poured out.
All of this happens in an instant, and it can really be called a flash of lightning.
Although I didn't have time to see Ye Fan's actions clearly, the ghost assassin knew that he had fired.
The ghost assassin suddenly pulled over a marble coffee table crossing, and seven or eight bullets smashed the thick coffee table into pieces.
A bullet penetrated through the gap, brushed through the right shoulder of the ghost assassin, and drew a bright bloody mouth on his shoulder.
"good!"
Ye Fan flashed a hint of praise when he shot. This ghost assassin was indeed a character, otherwise he would not have such a keen intuition.
The right shoulder suddenly felt pain, but the ghost assassin who was overturned by the impact didn't care too much.
He suddenly raised the gun in his hand and wanted to shoot at Ye Fan's position.
But Ye Fan squatted while he pulled the trigger again.
The ghost assassin had no time to shoot, but rolled back and dodged when the coffee table cracked with a crack.
He was betting on his life, but Ye Fan couldn't beat him.
"flutter!"
The gun in Ye Fan's hand rang again, without hesitation. The ghost assassin, who was doing military dodging, had his body trembled and his face hurt.
A blood flower instantly bloomed on his back, and then fell under a dining table, groaning for two muffled times and no longer moved.
"Dead?"
Ye Fan slowly walked over, then walked around in one step, trying to re-shot the ghost assassin's head.
The ghost assassin lay motionless on the ground, and the blood flowed under him like a small river, his dyed body was red and his wounds were very serious.
"KaKa——"
Just when Ye Fan found out that it was an empty gun, he suddenly felt his feet move.
The pupils of his eyes instantly shrank into a needle-shaped shape!
When Ye Fan turned his feet in front of him, the ghost assassin suddenly lifted the dining table and slammed Ye Fan, and at the same time he jumped up like a kangaroo.
"kill!"
A fruit knife held in his hand at some point stabbed Ye Fan like a poisonous snake!
Fierce and vicious.
Cai Lingzhi, who crawled out of the wine cabinet, shouted: "Ye Fan, be careful."
Unexpectedly, Ye Fan's face was not a little panic, but a little more slight joke.
Ye Fan raised his right hand lightly, and the gun, which had no bullets, instantly withstood the fruit knife.
The next second, his left hand suddenly poked out, pinched the ghost assassin's wrist, broke it with a click, and then kicked him in the abdomen.
"ah--"
The pain was extremely severe, and the ghost assassin instinctively groaned and twisted his body to retreat.
Ye Fan grabbed the fruit knife with his backhand, pressed all his strength and pushed him against the wall, stabbing him little by little at the throat of the ghost assassin.
The ghost assassin could not resist at all.
He was full of anger and despair, but he was even more helpless.
He watched the cold thorn slowly pierce into his throat.
Ye Fan also left a sentence with his ear:
“Go along the way…”
"flutter--"
A knife penetrated into his throat, and a stream of blood sputtered. The ghost assassin's body shook, his eyes widened and he died slowly.
He was unwilling to accept it, he was frustrated, he didn't believe it, but his breath poured out and he had no strength in his whole body.
Vitality is extinguished.
"bite--"
At this moment, the cell phone in the ghost assassin's arms vibrated.
Ye Fan reached out and took it out and opened it.
A quiet voice sounded quickly from the other end of the phone: "Is Cai Ling dead?"