Aisharo didn't have time to think too much, he fired his pistol, and instinctively retreated at the same time.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
Holding the dagger tightly in his left hand, he drew an arc directly in front of him as a defensive attack.
It has almost become an instinctive reaction to shoot and draw the sword at the same time. Aisharo's eyes follow the blurry black shadow quickly, and the pistol can hardly keep up with the opponent's speed, and can only barely catch up behind it.
Location.
She saw the black shadow circle around the living room on the second floor and fly directly towards her, very fast and following an S-shaped evasive route.
After missing two consecutive shots, she dropped the pistol and rolled on the spot to avoid the flying shadow. At the same time, she shot a dagger with her backhand. Without looking at the result, she hid directly in a room on the side.
Come to your door.
With her back against the wall, she quickly took out a few small black parts from her body, assembled them with almost an afterimage in an instant, and then pressed them against the door behind her.
Roll forward on the spot, run to the window, smash the glass and jump out, hanging on the window sill with both hands.
Just as she was hanging on the window sill, the small thing attached to the door suddenly flashed red.
The black shadow burst through the door and entered the room.
Boom!!
A violent explosion broke out instantly.
The flames flooded everything in the room like a torrent, including the black figure. The huge heat rushed out of the window sill, thick smoke billowed, and the house burned with fierce firelight.
"What a beautiful skill."
A calm male voice suddenly sounded beside Aisharo, with a hint of appreciation.
She turned her head suddenly and pinched the opponent's throat with her right hand like a poisonous snake.
Aishaluo didn't expect it at all. She didn't even notice that someone was right next to her.
Snap!
The fingers were pinched accurately and then gently licked by the other party's tongue.
Only then did Aisharo see this man's true face.
He is like an ordinary young man, clean, neatly dressed, and wearing gold-rimmed glasses like a barrister in a firm. He is gentle and looks at people with a trace of scrutiny. The black suit he wears is not that low-end.
It's a very finely crafted type.
This is a handsome man with fair skin. His eyes are dark, as if they are two magical whirlpools. They have some kind of strong attraction, making people want to stare into his eyes involuntarily.
"Hypnosis!!" Aisharo broke free suddenly. She twisted her body, her waist bent upwards, and she turned over lightly and returned to the room. But the man's movements seemed to be more flexible and free than hers, tight and tight.
With her light answer the room filled.
The two stood opposite each other surrounded by flames.
"What a beautiful person...excellent and charming. Seeing you is like seeing my daughter from back then..." the man said with a hint of nostalgia. "If she hadn't been killed by the damn Ming gang."
Death, maybe now I should be as beautiful and as good as you."
"Can vampires also have the ability to have children?" Aisharo observed the other party vigilantly while responding to the other party's words casually.
"No, she is not a vampire, she is a pure human being." The other party seemed not to want to mention her previous experience. He looked at Aisharo, "You are actually able to get rid of my control technique. It seems that you are not an ordinary human being."
Aishaluo always felt that the other person looked at her with a strange kind of affection, and this strange feeling made her extremely uncomfortable.
"No, you are mistaken, I am a pure human being."
"Really?" The man smiled. "My name is Lars, and I am the person in charge of the secret party in this area. I originally planned to just come here to relax, but I didn't expect to meet an outstanding girl like you."
Aishaluo felt something was wrong, and the other party's eyes became sharp, like the calmness of a beast before it pounces on food, making people relax their vigilance.
Suddenly, she jumped to the left,
laugh!
She heard the sound of something tearing from her original position and had no time to look back. Aisharo put his right hand on the ground and swept his legs around like windmills.
The heels of the pointed leather shoes worn on the feet are as sharp as the tips of knives. They spin at high speed and make a ferocious scream.
With two bang bangs, Lars was hit in the middle. He quickly blocked with his hands in front of him at a speed faster than Aisharo. He did not expect that the opponent would make such an attack. By the time he reacted, it was already too late.
His speed was too fast and he took the initiative to bump into her toes.
For two consecutive times, his expression became a bit ugly. The previous elegance could no longer be disguised, and a hint of impatience and severity gradually appeared on his face.
Two bloody holes were stabbed directly into his hand by his toes. Although no blood flowed out, being injured by an ordinary human was simply a shame for a true vampire.
Ouch!!
He let out a roar in his mouth, turned into a black shadow and flew forward, taking advantage of the opportunity before Aisharo's recovery power was fully restored, to get close to him.
Bang bang bang bang!!
The two suddenly rolled into a ball, and their hands and feet exchanged ferociously. Aisharo was far slower than her opponent, but her attacks were precise and her predictions were astonishing. She seemed to have a terrifying sensitivity to danger, and she was already there before Lars took action.
It seemed that he had a premonition and reacted in advance, which made Lars feel uncomfortable.
With a click, the two of them smashed through the wooden wall that was torn by the explosion and returned to the living room.
With a sneer, Aisharo's finger scratched hard on Lars' right cheek, and the venom just painted on the nail instantly invaded Lars' body.
His expression suddenly changed.
"How dare you!!" He roared loudly. He instantly gave up his plan to play with the other party, and a powerful force instantly filled his whole body.
His skin became as hard as rock, and his whole body took on a strange gray color.
The speed of his hands and feet suddenly more than doubled, and almost as soon as he raised his right arm, he hit Aisharo on the shoulder.
A huge force suddenly hit Aishaluo's right shoulder, spinning her hard and sending her flying.
Lars followed him like a shadow, and instantly got close to him, pinched Aisharo's throat, and lifted him up high. No matter how she punched or kicked him, it had no effect. His skin was as hard as rock at this time, and it was not human at all.
If it can be broken, there are daggers that only pierce the skin a little bit, not much damage at all.
Lars could feel the poison flowing more and more in his body. He looked at Aisharo, who was being held up in the air, with a trace of cruelty flashing in his eyes.
Bang!!
Suddenly, a violent explosion boomed from the floor a little behind him.
The huge explosion force directly lifted Lars and Aisharo away at the same time.
Aisharo took the opportunity to break away from the other party's control, coughed twice and jumped towards the window. Suddenly a black shadow flashed across her body and hit her down from mid-air.
Bang!
There was another loud noise, and blood oozed from Aisharo's mouth and nose. The stab-proof clothing she wore in advance played a key role at this moment, greatly reducing the damage she suffered.
"Damn!!!" Lars' voice came from behind her.
Aishaluo's consciousness was a little blurry, but her years of being on the run made her unmoved at all. Instead, she decisively twisted her body and left her original position.
The moment she rolled away, the floor where she was originally was crushed and penetrated by Lars's kick. Fine wood residue mixed with cement fell to the first floor.
The house was already on fire.
Aisharo didn't notice for a moment and rolled into a cluster of fire, and his body suddenly burned.
Flames, rolling, roaring, the siren of a fire truck in the distance, and the miniature walkie-talkie on his body was blaring.
All the sounds intertwined together in Aishaluo's ears, as if they had become a mixed symphony.
The scene when she was sparring with Garen seemed to reappear before her eyes. That inexplicable realization came to her heart at this moment, as if it was suddenly integrated into her own premonition ability.
The air began to slowly flow around her, and after a few tumblings, the flames on Aisharo's body quickly extinguished, and Lars stood beside her at this time, pinched her neck and lifted her up.
"Mortal! You actually made me suffer such great humiliation! What an amazing achievement!" Lars smiled ferociously, "Maybe I should make you my most cherished collection, and keep it until...chi!"
A clear crisp sound interrupted his words.
Lars was stunned in disbelief. He slowly lowered his head and looked at his chest.
There was a slightly black arm that penetrated straight through, piercing his heart like a spear. The blackened flesh texture on the arm was clearly visible in his eyes. The strange thing was that he didn't notice it at all before.
There was no movement at all, only a soft sound was heard, and the chest had been penetrated, as if his vampire skin was a completely useless decoration.
"Silent killing technique..." Aisharo recalled the scene when she saw Garen perform this scene. There was no ripple in her heart, and her mind went blank. It seemed that there was only Garen's hand knife in front of her forehead and between her eyebrows.
Picture of that moment.
With a bang, Lars let go of Aisharo, staggered back a few steps, his body flashed, turned into a black shadow and disappeared instantly.
In the house, only Aisharo was left standing there with difficulty, staring blankly at his right hand, which still had a trace of Lars' blood on it.
Silent killing technique.
This technology... is really terrifying...
For the first time, she felt that the originally ordinary Galleons seemed to cast a mysterious shadow over the image in her mind.
At this moment, the sound of the fire truck outside was getting closer and closer. She came to her senses, quickly flew out, jumped out of the window, and rolled forward lightly on the ground, dissipating the huge force of the fall, regardless of the pain all over her body.
He quickly opened the door and got in the car.
Arisa straightened up from her seat and screamed in surprise when she saw her sister covered in blood and with burns on her body.
"Let's go!" Aisharo said quickly.
Arisa didn't dare to say anything, so she directly took over the task of driving, started the car and drove away quickly.
Only the burning houses were left in place. (To be continued.)