The ghost assassin groaned and retreated with all his strength, but still half a beat later, with a bloody wound on his chest.
The pain was excruciating.
He looked at Cai Lingzhi in surprise, never expecting that this woman was not afraid of pain.
And he took this opportunity to injure himself with his own knife.
Shadow was also in disbelief. Did the eldest lady take medicine tonight? Otherwise, how could she be so ferocious?
Shadow was shocked and quickly sneered: "Cai Lingzhi, you are stronger than I thought, but it's a pity that you still have to die."
"I forgot to mention that our army's assassins are smeared with poison."
While talking, the ghost assassin took out a medicine bottle and poured the antidote into his mouth.
Then, he stood up and walked towards Cai Lingzhi, preparing to examine the other person's pain up close.
Cai Lingzhi didn't respond. He just groaned and trembled all over, as if he was going to die of poison soon.
The ghost assassin smiled playfully: "Don't worry, my poison is very strong and will kill you in a few minutes. It won't cause you too much pain..."
"Whoosh——"
Before he finished speaking, his pupils shrank and he saw Cai Lingzhi bounce up from the ground and crash into his arms with a knife.
The ghost assassin's face was rarely moved. He jumped back with all his strength and kicked him.
Cai Lingzhi groaned and fell away.
The ghost assassin also felt a pain in his abdomen, and when he lowered his head, he saw a bloody mouth.
If it were any longer, it would probably be pierced.
"Bitch!"
The ghost assassin endured the pain and jumped out a few meters, looking at Cai Lingyi who was kicked away and roared:
"You're not poisoned?"
"This is impossible!"
The poison on his knife is specially prepared. Without an antidote, the poisoned person will surely be paralyzed and die.
Cai Lingzhi didn't respond, but felt a little more grateful to Ye Fan. Then he activated the three-edged military thorn and attacked the ghost assassin again.
"It's over!"
The ghost assassin sensed a hint of danger, and before Cai Lingzhi could rush to him, he pulled out a gun from his boot.
A pull of the trigger.
A bullet was fired.
"boom--"
There was a loud noise, Cai Lingzhi's body shook, and he fell straight out of the air, falling to the ground and gasping for air.
She was shot in the shoulder blade.
All the strength in the body was exhausted.
She stared at the ghost assassin who stood up slowly and shouted: "Shameless!"
"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit!"
The ghost assassin smiled coldly: "Besides, this is a life and death fight, not a battle in the ring."
He originally followed Wang Qiaochu's wishes and brutally tortured Cai Lingzhi before killing her, but in the end he suffered two injuries.
The Ghost Assassin feels the battle must end immediately.
Otherwise there are too many variables.
"No more nonsense."
He pointed his gun at Cai Lingzhi: "You can go on your way."
"It's better for you to go this way first!"
At this moment, a calm voice suddenly sounded from behind the ghost assassin.
At the same time, a gust of evil wind struck.
"Bang bang bang!"
The ghost assassin's face changed drastically, and he didn't even turn around, but turned his gun 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 appeared behind him without making a sound was definitely a top expert.
The roar of gunfire shook the air.
The tracers of bullets intersect in the darkness.
A dagger was shattered into pieces by bullets, and all fell to the cold door.
But no one was seen.
The ghost assassin's eyelids twitched and he turned his gun again to point at Cai Lingzhi, only to find that she had been carried into the wine cabinet and bar.
Cai Lingzhi, who narrowly escaped death, opened his eyes with difficulty and found a familiar face.
She whispered: "Ye Fan!"
"Hide here, 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 Lingzhi's eyes softened.
"Son of a bitch! Come out! Come out!"
The ghost assassin shouted, jumped up like a carp, and fired continuously at the wine cabinet and bar.
More than a dozen bullets poured out, damaging the wine cabinet beyond recognition.
When the ghost assassin was changing his magazine, a figure suddenly appeared in his field of vision and passed by in a flash.
Ye Fan suddenly jumped out.
The ghost assassin didn't have time to think too much and shot Ye Fan like a reflex!
But the shot missed!
Because Ye Fan jumped out so fast, it was surprising that this shot could hit the ghost assassin when he was so nervous.
The ghost assassin didn't expect that Ye Fan would jump out. After firing a shot, he found that he missed, and then he felt his heart twisting and secretly shouted: "Oh no!"
Finished!
At this time, Ye Fan also picked up a gun and fired continuously at the ghost assassin.
"Bang bang bang——"
Bullets rained down.
All this happens in an instant, it can really be called lightning.
Although he didn't have time to see Ye Fan's movements clearly, the ghost assassin knew intuitively that he had fired.
The ghost assassin suddenly pulled the rails of a marble coffee table, and seven or eight bullets shattered the thick coffee table into pieces.
A bullet passed through the gap and grazed the ghost assassin's right shoulder, leaving a bright bloody gash on his shoulder.
"good!"
Ye Fan, who fired the gun, flashed a hint of admiration. This ghost assassin was indeed a character, otherwise he would not have such a keen intuition.
There was a sudden pain in his right shoulder, but the ghost assassin, who was knocked over by the momentum, couldn'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 on the spot and pulled the trigger again.
The ghost assassin had no time to shoot. Instead, when the coffee table shattered with a click, he rolled on the spot and dodged backwards.
He was betting on his life, betting that Ye Fan wouldn't hit.
"flutter!"
The gun in Ye Fan's hand rang again, without hesitation. The ghost assassin, who was making military dodge movements, was shaken and felt pain on his face.
A blood flower bloomed on his back instantly, and then he fell under a dining table, groaned twice and stopped moving.
"died?"
Ye Fan walked over slowly, then walked around in one step, trying to shoot the ghost assassin in the head.
The ghost assassin lay motionless on the ground, with blood flowing like a small river under his body. His body was stained bright red and his wounds were very serious.
"Kaka——"
Just when Ye Fan discovered that the gun was empty, he suddenly felt a movement under his feet.
The pupils of his eyes instantly shrank to the shape of needles!
When Ye Fan turned his feet in front of him, the ghost assassin suddenly lifted the dining table and hit Ye Fan, while bouncing up like a kangaroo.
"kill!"
A fruit knife held in my hand at some point stabbed Ye Fan's throat like a poisonous snake!
Fierce and vicious.
Cai Lingzhi climbed out of the wine cabinet and shouted: "Ye Fan, be careful."
Unexpectedly, there was no trace of panic on Ye Fan's face, but instead a hint of amusement.
Ye Fan raised his right hand lightly, and the gun with no bullets instantly held the fruit knife.
The next second, his left hand suddenly reached out, pinched the ghost assassin's wrist, broke it with a click, and then kicked him in the abdomen.
"ah--"
The pain was so severe that the ghost assassin instinctively groaned and twisted back.
Ye Fan grabbed the fruit knife with his backhand, pushed him against the wall with all his strength, and stabbed the ghost assassin in the throat bit by bit.
The ghost assassin is simply unable to resist.
His face was filled with anger and despair, but more importantly, he was helpless.
He watched helplessly as the cold thorn tip slowly penetrated his throat.
Ye Fan also left a sentence in his ear:
"farewell……"
"flutter--"
A knife entered his throat, and a stream of blood spattered out. The ghost assassin's body was shaken, his eyes widened, and he slowly died.
He was unwilling, he was aggrieved, he didn't believe it, but his breath was gone and his whole body no longer had any strength.
Life is extinguished.
"Ding--"
At this moment, the mobile phone in the ghost assassin's arms vibrated.
Ye Fan reached out and took it out and opened it.
An indifferent voice soon sounded on the other end of the phone: "Is Cai Lingzhi dead?"
