American Comprehensive Detective: Opening with a black gun

Chapter 82 82 I won’t tell you

At this moment, De Harry got up from the ground and ran towards Ron.

Ron fired another shot, and Dehari quickly stopped his progress, tilted his head and tried his best to hide away.

It has to be said that Dehari was such a powerful pervert that he actually let him dodge. Then he was shocked to find that the bullet drew an arc and flew towards the side of his head.

He was about to roll forward when Ron suddenly fired again.

The bullet was shot in front of Dehari, and he quickly changed direction and threw himself to the side.

The bullet grazed his scalp and flew out, hitting the bridge pier hard.

Before he could get up, another bullet arrived.

Just like that, Dehari just dodged a bullet.

Ron pulled the trigger and another bullet was fired at him.

Seeing that Ron was distracted, De Harry looked around, looking up and down at his clothes, with a look of greed on his face.

Dehari became more and more embarrassed, the sweat was dripping down, and his whole body was soaked. The sweat slid down the corners of his eyes and got into his eyes, which made him unable to open his eyes, but he knew very well that he could not stop to wipe them.

He knew full well that Ron was teasing him, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Ron controlled the rhythm and kept pulling the trigger.

This thing is pretty fucked up.

Sweat quietly streaked down Dehari's cheeks.

This was the first time Ron had encountered such speed.

With his current body, there is no need to learn any routines and moves.

Ron's melee combat was his weakness, that was before.

"Bang!"

If Ron really wanted to kill him, he would have died long ago.

Bullets kept flying, forcing Dehari to keep dodging the bullets.

Suddenly looking back, I realized that it wasn't Ron who was innocent, it was him.

Immediately, his limbs pressed down, and his body flew out like a cannonball.

If he stopped, the bullet wouldn't stop, and Ron wouldn't let him stop.

The sharp claws danced wildly in the air, hammering the muscles on his chest crazily.

Dehari was sweating profusely and his whole body was wet with sweat. He was still cheering himself up, "I was deceived by him just now. His physical strength is really good. It's different now. It's been so long. Magazine

It's been replaced seven times. He definitely won't be able to hold on much longer because he will definitely run out of bullets."

"Pap tap tap..."

All revenge and ambition were wiped out by this slap.

Not bad, not bad, the equipment is very good.

"You underestimated me, and you still underestimate me now. Die, you bastard!"

It's simply too arrogant.

Accompanied by gunshots.

How careless!

De Harry looked at Ron as if he was stunned, motionless, and felt infinite joy in his chest.

You must know that this is a concrete floor, and it can actually leave claw marks. Firstly, it shows that Dehari's claws are surprisingly hard after he turned into a werewolf; secondly, it shows that Dehari is extremely fast.

Fortunately, the power is acceptable.

Is there still king's law? Is there still law?

How dare you take advantage of him and really treat him like a soft persimmon?

His body hit the stone wall heavily and then fell down from the stone wall.

Ron was slightly stunned. He looked at De Harry, his head turned into a wolf's head, but most of his body was still wrapped in a black tights.

Five minutes have passed.

Step by step, he walked slowly.

A minute passed.

Dehari spit out a mouthful of blood, and then another mouthful of blood.

De Harry looked at Ron condescendingly, and swung his claws towards Ron's neck. "If this claw goes down, you will definitely be seriously injured. This is... the price of humiliating me."

Dehari bent over, and the muscles on his body changed. Black hair grew out, furry ears popped out, fangs glowing with cold light opened, and he let out a hearty beast roar.

He thought angrily: "I want to see who can hold on longer? I don't believe you can hold on for a long time. This state of gun fighting is extremely draining on the body. You will definitely not be able to hold on for long. When the time comes, you will not be able to hold on for long."

Overdraft, hey, is the best time to make a comeback. I told you to bully me, and I told you to humiliate me. After I catch you, I will retaliate a thousand times over, so that you can live but die."

Dehari looked horrified, and then his body flew out like a kicked ball or a firecracker.

Facts have proved that in the face of absolute speed and power, all routines and moves are just tricks.

Ron lowered his head and looked at the claws that had grown. He was very dissatisfied. The nails were a bit black, which was much more serious than onychomycosis.

Completely underestimated this guy's strength.

All that is left is powerlessness and despair.

Green eyes looked at Ron indifferently.

"Haha, do you regret it? Do you regret humiliating me?"

Ron was even more jealous when he looked at the black tights.

In order to avoid the bullets, Dehari kept moving, jumping and rolling.

Ron looked at Dehari, who was lying on the ground and quickly transformed into an ordinary person.

Defects in appearance are unacceptable to him.

Dehari's left cheek was swollen like a bun, his back and shoulder bones were broken in many places, and there was sweat and blood on his face. He looked miserable.

Dehari was out of breath, but still insisted on cheering himself up, "Haha, his physical strength must be at the bottom soon. Young people are proud of themselves and like to carry on hard. Yes, that's why he holds on without showing any signs of fatigue. Yes, that's it."

, can win!”

Ron was like a director instructing Dehari to dance. He was not satisfied with Dehari's movements, so he fired a bullet to remind him.

He was filled with anger now, and this anger kept burning in his heart.

Ron stretched out his right hand, and the nails on his right hand suddenly grew longer, and the black nails were exposed, and then slapped Dehari on the head.

Your head will explode like a watermelon. No, this is a silver nitrate bullet that will spontaneously ignite when it reacts with the werewolf's blood.

After spontaneous combustion, he will turn into a pile of ashes like his subordinates.

The stretchability of this thing is really great. It hasn't been broken or damaged, and the quality is second to none.

He is the terrifyingly naive person from beginning to end!

I haven't even gotten close yet, and I'm already out of breath from exhaustion.

Two minutes passed.

Just as he dodged, Ron pulled the trigger again, and the bullet shot towards him again.

There was murderous intent in his eyes.

"Hoo ho ho...opportunity! The opportunity has finally come, God bless you!"

"Wow!"

Dehari encouraged himself, "Keep going, you can win!"

Ron stood in front of De Harry and said with a condescending smile: "Little werewolf, who told you that my close combat is my weakness?"

Since he has been strengthened several times, his body has changed from what it used to be.

It was like a truck weighing more than ten tons ran over his cheek, teeth flew off, bones were cracked, saliva flowed out along with blood, and then a huge force blew Dehari away.

Three minutes passed.

"You really...really pissed me off!"

An empty gun sounded, the magazine was empty.

It was so fast, almost in the blink of an eye.

Dehari stared at the stone wall in a daze, his eyes dull.

De Harry almost ran to Ron in the blink of an eye, and where he ran, there were extremely obvious paw prints on the ground.

The reason why Ron didn't kill De Harry cleanly was because he needed to find out the mastermind alive.

"Bang!"

"Crack!"

He knew that Ron might be weak in close combat, but he just couldn't get close.

De Harry stared at Ron with hatred and kept cheering himself up, "His condition is not as good as before, so if you persist, you can win!"

Then clear away these troubles.

If the big boss hadn't wanted to live, Dehari would have even wanted to chop off Ron's head and kill Ron completely.

The body even jumped from a little over two meters to about 2.5 meters.

It seemed like he was dancing, but this was really dancing on the tip of a knife, because if he hesitated or was distracted, the bullet would shoot through his head.

This made Ron very dissatisfied.

Just now he said that Ron was too young and too naive.

All martial arts in the world are invincible, except speed.

He has gained speed and strength, but his moves have long been ineffective against him. This is why he has not learned any close combat skills.

"You..." Although Dehari fell down, he was still very unconvinced, "I know you want to spare my life so that you can find out who is behind it, but I won't let you do it. I absolutely, and

I definitely won’t tell you who the big boss is, so just give up.”

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