American Comprehensive Detective: Opening with a black gun

Chapter 117 116 I want to be simple

"Bang!"

He just left the bedroom.

There was a loud noise from the door, followed by the sound of the window breaking.

"Bang bang!"

Two gunshots.

Gunfire emerged from the muzzle, and bullets shot into the skull of the zombies through the window, as well as the zombies protruding their heads outside the window.

With the injection of the Demon-Breaking Bullet, the zombie spontaneously ignited and was quickly wrapped in flames, turning into a moving fireman.

Accompanied by the strange screams of zombies.

Ron opened the door, and a dozen ragged zombies rushed in howled,

He raised his sickle high and chopped Ron's head.

What's more, the zombies are still very close to him and the bullets are so dense.

Ron smelled a scent of fragrance, then felt a soft touch, and then a deep kiss that was so passionate that it was suffocating.

"As I expected, he had prepared a lot of magic weapons. But what he didn't expect was that he had prepared so many magic weapons, but if we were prepared, his weapons would be useless!" The high priest shook his head and smiled bitterly, "It's you, Ron! My lifelong enemy actually guessed that I wanted to test you and prepared so many weapons in advance."

The zombies shot behind were also engulfed by the fire.

Red wine is no longer the taste of success, it is full of bitterness, but it is clearly the taste of failure.

Ron hurriedly looked at the Witch Academy not far away from the opposite side. The zombies had rushed to the front of the gate and were constantly slamming the gate.

"Do you think there is something wrong with my plan?"

Especially Ron, he could not see through it at all, and it could be said that it was unfathomable.

Ron became a nearly demonic existence?

Fiona couldn't understand the logic of the high priest.

Yesterday, he only rewarded 10 skill points after killing the ghost baby.

The zombie held up the sickle and froze in the air, then was swallowed by the fire, and the blazing flames began to burn.

Fiona nodded and admitted it simply.

Ron likes this little cute now.

Ron pulled the trigger selflessly, and the shell kept falling to the ground with the sound of gunfire.

Finally it burned into a pile of ashes.

"Dadada..."

Zoe acted calmly.

Although a zombie only has 1 experience, it is a lot!

There were zombies around the house.

Such a boyfriend should go to bed early, otherwise, maybe he might call him a bitch to take the lead.

Ron seemed to have predicted the future, and his right submachine gun kept stopping, and his left Glock pistol suddenly shot him back.

Although the high priest said it very reasonably, she always felt that something was wrong.

“Cruff!”

No, she decided.

Thanks to the picturesque flowers blooming in the middle of summer, the cold geese, Ye Yuxuan, D-day, shire, and the monthly ticket support for crisis.

He still has a high hit rate.

The bullet flew out.

This makes no sense!

"Do you think he can't guess? Then you think it's simple. At this moment, he must have guessed someone secretly attacked him. He may not have guessed that the person was me, but I bet he must have guessed something?" After the high priest said, he looked confident, as if he and Ron were confidants, and he knew Ron very well.

I used to think that the world was so big that it was hard to find an opponent.

Is this normal?

Ron's mouth raised, and he was extremely satisfied with this wave of experience rewards.

Zoe saw Ron rushing over like a god descending, feeling full of security and was about to overflow.

I think that people in the world are stupid and deserve to be their own pawn.

Ron kicked the zombie that was blocking the fire at the door and rushed out decisively.

The high priest's face was also ugly, but a curve of confidence appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The zombie lying on the eaves above the gate jumped down, raised the rusty long knife, and slashed at the back of Ron's head.

No one told him that this was a foul?

Fiona turned to look at the high priest. He had thought that the high priest's plan was foolproof before.

Thinking of his promise to the principal Cordelia, Ron hurriedly moved closer to the Witch Academy.

"Dadada..."

The sound of bullets rang throughout the night sky.

One by one, the fire people fell down one after another, and finally all burned out and turned into black dust floating in the air.

Because zombies cannot appear out of thin air and siege Ron.

Ron could guess that there was a mastermind behind it.

How could Ron guess that they were the ones who caused the zombie attack?

Then, he aimed at the zombies in the yard and started shooting indiscriminately.

You must know that they have been hiding in the dark.

"Yes!" the high priest nodded with satisfaction.

"Dadada..."

The zombie's forward slash suddenly stopped, and then the skull was shot through by a bullet. The restriction on the demon bullet reacted with the black resentment. The red light fire rushed up and burned violently with the black resentment as fuel.

There were zombies running towards the window next to them.

"The only problem with this plan is Ron. This is an enemy that I have to treat carefully. I said, Ron should not be underestimated!" The high priest said this and laughed at himself.

Fiona was shocked.

After a while, she said, "That is, you guessed that he might have guessed someone secretly attacked him, and he might not have guessed that you were the one who attacked him, right?"

Now, the perfect plan for shit.

"Wait, that Ron has guessed that you will attack him?"

Through the window, Ron saw the witches inside so scared that his face was pale and screamed. Of course, some were calmer.

Ron picked up the submachine gun hanging on his arm, aimed it at the zombies that were swarming over, and pulled the trigger.

How to say it from the high priest.

Fiona was stunned by the high priest.

Only by defeating Ron can you prove that you are a real hero and hero.

The heavy gunfire sounded, and Ron's pistol mastery and gunfighting skills greatly improved his control over guns, so even a submachine gun.

"Ha, if I hadn't had this wave of temptation, what would have happened? If you do it directly, the bullet will probably hit you directly. Note that it is no longer a zombie, but you."

Just then, Ron heard a scream from the Witch Academy.

Therefore, zombies are like harvested wheat ears, turning into fire people one by one. The fire people reflect the red night, and illuminate half of the sky like torches.

There are still a bunch of them in front of the Witch Academy.

The zombies let out shrill screams.

As the gunshots gradually faded, all the zombies outside the Witch Academy were eventually wiped out.

Fiona looked dull. Who could tell him that he would carry so many weapons for Mauron?

Much more cute than ghost babies.

Killing ghost babies is a little dangerous, and killing zombies is not at all dangerous.

The high priest's reminder calmed down Fiona.

Because she happened to see Ron killing the zombies.

"Isn't it normal to guess the mastermind? Can't normal people guess it?" Fiona couldn't understand.

On the other side, Fiona and the high priest watched Ron easily harvest a large area of ​​zombies in an absolutely crushing manner, and suddenly felt that the red wine in his mouth was no longer fragrant.

That means you must never underestimate anyone.

The zombies that were attacked were completely swallowed by the ghost fire.

After a bitter failure, he realized it.

The door opened and Zoe rushed up excitedly.

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