"I'll choke you!" Su Lin couldn't help but curse when he saw that the War Emperor was so shameless.
Dare to be shameless in front of shameless ancestors. Isn't this playing with a machete in front of Guan Gong and playing with an ax in front of Lu Ban, looking for abuse?
"Go to hell—!" Su Lin was so angry that he was simply unforgivable. He directly took out a golden sand eagle from his arms, then aimed it skillfully, and then aimed at the escaping War Emperor.
Without any hesitation, he pulled the trigger of Sand Eagle.
"Bang--!"
Without any precaution or worry, the bullet just appeared...
The War Emperor's body in mid-air suddenly staggered, and then his vision went black, and he fell to the ground.
"Whoosh——!"
At the same time, Situ Xuan's figure also came to Su Lin's side at this time. Although everything just said it was slow, it was actually very fast. From the time she set off to the time when she arrived at Su Lin's side, it was
After a few breaths, it can be seen how worried she is about Su Lin's safety.
She appeared in front of Su Lin in an instant, stood in front of him, and then asked with a concerned look on her face, "Su Lin, how do you feel? Are you injured?"
"I'm fine!" Su Lin shook his head and said, "I'm fine! If you don't believe it, just touch it!"
Su Lin himself didn't understand what happened just now. Why did the War Emperor's darts disappear after they flew into his body? It was really strange.
"Shua——!"
At this time, Virgilio also rushed to Su Lin's side, looked him up and down anxiously, and then asked: "How is it, you can't die? You must not die, or I will beat you if you die.
die!"
"..."
Su Lin looked at him with great contempt, and then said: "I can't die even if you die!"
Su Lin is fine, but he can't die, so the only one who is unlucky is the War Emperor.
After confirming that Su Lin was fine again, everyone's eyes couldn't help but fall on the War Emperor. To be precise, they fell on the back of the War Queen, who was bleeding profusely.
of wounds.
Everyone knows that the Desert Eagle is very lethal, especially for people who do not wear body armor, it is a disaster.
Anyone who has played Call of Duty knows that the single-shot power of the Desert Eagle is 49. If it can hit the enemy twice at close range and at least one shot hits the head or torso, the opponent will die. After adding hollow-point bullets, the power increases to 60.
, the headshot is 83, and you can defeat the enemy with two shots at close range.
Although Call of Duty is a game, the game is also based on real data and is not made out of thin air.
Su Lin hit the War Emperor at such a close distance, which naturally caused great damage to the War Emperor's body. After the War Emperor fell down, he couldn't stand up for a long time. There was no movement for a long time, as if he was dead.
Same.
Of course, Su Lin and Situ Xuan knew that the War Emperor could not die, at least one shot from the Desert Eagle could not kill him.
After he rested for a while and began to recover, he struggled to move and wanted to get up from the ground. He was the Emperor of War and the number one master in Italy. He naturally had his own dignity, even if it was
Even if you are knocked down, you have to change into a decent and handsome posture. It is really embarrassing to crawl like this.
However, it was only when he moved that he realized that he was wrong, and that he was terribly wrong.
That kind of hot weapon that he usually looked down upon actually caused huge damage to him. He had just moved, and before he had moved much, he felt a heartbreaking pain coming from the wound. The strength of his body and
The vitality is also flowing rapidly with the blood at this moment.
At this time, let alone getting up, it was very difficult for him to even turn over.
The War Emperor was lying on the steps of the church in such a humiliating posture. As long as he took a few more steps, he could reach the door of the church. Unfortunately, with just a few steps, he would probably be gone forever.
I can't get out either.
However, the War Emperor did not give up.
He moved his body little by little, changing himself from lying on his back to lying on his back.
Of course, just after doing such a simple action for ordinary people, he was sweating profusely, his face was extremely pale, as if he had been seriously ill, and his breathing became like a dog on a hot day, "whirring"
"Whoosh", there was a burning pain in my throat.
He stared at Su Lin, Situ Xuan and Virgilio with sad and angry eyes. He even glanced at the priest who continued to hide not far away. He couldn't help but sigh. To be honest, it was really difficult for him to accept the facts in front of him.
.
Why? Why is this?
It was obvious that this was a trap he had set up to let everyone jump in, and he wanted to catch them all in one go. Why did he end up like a lost dog in the end? Oh, now he is worse than a lost dog.
At least, the bereaved dog only lost his home, he also lost his own life.
"Where are my darts?" The War Emperor asked sadly and angrily. Up to now, he was still struggling with why his darts disappeared. How could they disappear for no reason?
"I don't know either!" Su Lin shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and then said: "It seems to have been swallowed up by the mysterious power in my mind!"
"Why do you have the dart in your mind that can swallow me up?" After the War Emperor asked this question, he began to cough violently.
His chest continued to rise and fall, and the blood flowed faster, directly dyeing the steps of the church red, and a strong smell of blood also came out.
At the same time, he coughed, and some blood foam continued to cough up, along with some fragments of internal organs. After all, he also suffered serious internal injuries in the battle just now, and he was still okay before.
Relying on strong strength and strong constellation power to suppress.
But now as his physical injuries worsened, the suppressed internal injuries also broke out at this moment. This is what is called taking advantage of your illness to kill you.
His hair was messy, his appearance was miserable, his eyes were bloodshot, and he asked with reluctance in his voice: "Aren't you injured? Aren't you about the same strength as Virgilio? How can you swallow my darts?"
Woolen cloth?"
Hearing these words from the War Emperor, Virgilio felt very hurt. He felt that he was being shot.
What does it mean to be about the same strength as me?
What's wrong with being about the same strength as me? Is it possible that he's about the same strength as me and can't catch your darts?