Ember Gun

  Chapter 409 Reality and Logic

Kestrel is longing for the world in the book, to experience those beautiful stories firsthand, but he knows very well that this is impossible. The story in the book is just a refuge for him to escape from reality for a short time. He can't hide forever. Among them, people always have to face these things.

  Kestrel hates reality, he hates everything in reality, because this thing does not speak any logic, every minute and every second may have bad surprises, such as these things he recently encountered.

  Thinking of this, Kestrel’s heart was throbbing. This is no longer logical or illogical. If he is a character in the story, he thinks that the author must have some opinions on him, playing with him endlessly.

I thought it was a public travel, but it suddenly turned into a terrible job. If I accidentally took my life into it, I finally met a suitable opposite sex, but she seemed to be close to herself deliberately, and now that she is nothing more than Come to get something, and then meet the enemy and be forced to the brink of life and death.

  It's terrible to think about it.

  Kestrel is also thinking, since life is so illogical, will there be a macho to save his life in the next second?

  Kestrel is not clear, because the violent pain interrupted his cranky thoughts, he leaned back and knocked over the wooden cabinet. Fortunately, he did not fall, and quickly stabilized his figure with a folding knife.

  This is a very unfavorable start for the Kestrel. The enemy took the lead in occupying the favorable terrain and shot himself, and the enemy himself was far stronger than himself.

  Kestrel spat out a **** spit, looking at the enemy in front of him with an unhappy expression.

  "Are you waiting for them to rescue you? This location is very off the beaten track. The sound of gunfire will be overwhelmed by the sound of the sea breeze and the roar of the machine."

  The man loosened his collar, and both of them had empty bullets just now, and there was no time to change them at this close range.

  "Eileen is very smart. She chose this remote room. Even if she kills people here, no one will notice. Correspondingly, she will die here and no one will notice."

  Damn Irene.

  Hearing this, Kestrel scolded in his heart again.

   "One cannot expect others too much, let alone expect a lunatic."

Kestrel rubbed his chin and just got a punch here. For this reason, his teeth bit his tongue, and his voice was a little strange, "You are different from those dead guys... Oh, they are your mantis. ', you are the real siskin."

  In this short battle, the Kestrel also barely guessed this through the man’s words.

   "Almost, if they can solve Irene, I won't show up, but unfortunately they failed." The man replied.

  "Backup plan?" Kestrel asked.

   "It's not really a regulator. We can't let such monsters get out of sight."

  It is strange that the man in front of him is also concerned about the threat of the secret blood. He has been monitoring those guys in the dark to prevent them from being completely swallowed by the power of the secret blood.

   "Is this an experiment?"

  Kestrel followed the man's words.

"Um."

  The man nodded silently, and the Kestrel gasped for breath.

  This is not good. From this point of view, the man in front of him is undoubtedly stronger than the guy who was killed by Lorenzo before. After all, he is the regulator, and those guys are supervised.

  "Can you resist the temptation of secret blood?"

  Kestrel continues to talk nonsense, he needs to buy time to regain his strength.

  "To a certain extent," the man replied.

  The palm of his hand gradually tightened, and he squeezed the folding knife little by little. The Kestrel recalled the information Lorenzo had said before.

  Army.

  A blood-secret army.

  No matter how the Secret Blood is degraded, there will always be unstable individuals under mass use.

   "Oh... so are you worried about this?"

  Kestrel continued to speak, but this time while speaking, he attacked again, and the jackknife bounced sharply. No one would have thought that this weak guy would dare to counterattack at this time.

  Although the man's arm was cut, there is still a part of the secret blood in his body. This is pure strength, far surpassing the Kestrel.

  The short knife intercepted the folding knife easily. This scenario has been repeated many times in previous fights. The man did not understand why the Kestrel was unwilling to give up.

Kestrel was knocked down once again under the wave of Juli. This time he might not be able to stand up anymore. He fell in the mess room, looking at the ceiling and gasping for breath. He felt some pain in his back. A broken wooden thorn pierced the body.

   "Do you dare to kill me?"

  Kestrel sat up slowly, with a sly smile on his face, just as he had guessed, the man was still at the door, not daring to attack.

  He occupies the absolute dominance and is fully capable of killing the Kestrel, but he did not do so.

   "Are you worried about this?"

  Kestrel took the potion out of his pocket, and crimson blood was tumbling in it.

  Passing the previous temptation, this is the reason why the man has not killed the Kestrel for a long time.

"I thought there was a secret in this secret blood, which is worth your chase, but it's not right to think about it. No matter how cunning the guy Irene is, he can't steal a certain key thing. Otherwise, as our enemy, You also seem so stupid...you won't be so stupid.

  You are scared, afraid to force me to use secret blood, right? "

  The man fell silent this time, maybe he didn't expect the Kestrel reacted so quickly and guessed everything so quickly.

   "I'm not stupid. I'm actually very intelligent after all. We must know that our high-ranking knight is essentially just a mortal fetus, and we are somewhat resistant to erosion."

  Kestrel stood up again. Instead of using the secret blood, he stuffed it back into his pocket.

   "So, I am still a mortal, and mortals have to use their brains to fight those who are stronger than themselves..."

  The folding knife was raised again, looking like an endless stream.

  After a brief silence, the two collided again.

Amidst the roar of steel, the Kestrel could hardly feel the presence of his own hands. The strength of the man was too strong. His arms were completely numbed under the successive collisions. All Kestrel could do was force and constantly force. , Firmly grasping the steel in his hand.

  Amidst the splash of sparks, the man's face was slightly angry, and he was also restraining himself, trying not to let the secret blood take the upper hand of consciousness.

  It’s really desperate. Kestrel is like a beast in a cage, struggling hard, trying to kill it.

  Unfortunately, he couldn't do it. With another heavy blow, he could clearly feel the increase of the man's strength. The middle section of the jackknife was obviously bent, and blood overflowed from the tiger's mouth.

The Kestrel retreated staggeringly. He felt that he was facing a weakened version of Lorenzo. He began to understand the despair of the enemy before he died. Facing a guy with secret blood, mortals have no ability to resist. .

  If you want to kill a monster, you have to become another monster.

   "At this time, reality speaks logic instead."

  Kestrel cursed secretly.

  Yes, the man is far stronger than the Kestrel, he is dead.

  There are still a lot of bad things to say, but the Kestrel has no strength, his chest is sore, he lowered his head, pulled open the shirt, and his chest was already purple.

  His gaze returned to the man again. This guy was very steady. He was crushing the Kestrel little by little.

Thinking of this, the Kestrel felt a mistake. He should inject the secret blood into his constipation at the moment he realized the gap. If he re-injects it now, at the speed of a man and his own state, the Kestrel is not sure that he will survive the secret blood attack. .

  Yes, this is what this man wants to do. In order to prevent the Kestrel from using the secret blood, he has been slowly forcing the Kestrel.

   "This is too ridiculous, is it just so inexplicably dead?"

  Kestrel scolded again, his mentality was terrible compared to men.

"how could it be possible!"

   Kestrel screamed and stretched directly into his pocket. When a person is forced to death, he can do a lot of crazy things.

   Also at this time, the man who had been fighting steadily was uncharacteristically. He gave up seeking stability and swung his short knife directly at the Kestrel. He couldn't let the Kestrel inject the secret blood.

  At this moment, everything slowed down. The Kestrel set up a folding knife in one hand, trying to resist the man's short knife to buy time for his injection, while the other hand stretched out into his pocket.

  The man leaped high, clenching the short knife in both hands, and this blow could directly split the pocket knife and cut off the Kestrel's head.

The two of them approached incomparably. It was also at this moment that the Kestrel's unlucky expression suddenly changed. He seemed to have succeeded in a trick, and he laughed wildly, but he was beaten up very badly, even if he looked at it with a smile. It's also terrible.

  Thanks to the terrible experience in Xiacheng District, the Kestrel is actually far less "righteous" than his colleagues.

  At this time, the man noticed the Kestrel's hand. Instead of reaching into his pocket, he reached under his clothes, where the coldness of steel gleamed.

  The metal slamming sounded, the Kestrel pulled out another folding knife, the metal popped out one after another, and waved his backhand at the man's head.

   "You are still not stable enough!"

  Kestal shouted loudly.

  The man is too stable, like a desperate city wall, so that the Kestrel can’t breathe, his only life is to let the man leak his own flaws.

  It's probably the kind of person he will become after mixing with someone for a long time. Kestrel did not expect that he would be so powerful in deceiving people.

  The man did not expect the Kestrel to be so forbearing, and only then did he pull out the second folding knife.

  Beneath the brilliant sparks, the jackknife that was erected broke instantly. In the previous battle, it had already been shaky. This time it broke directly, and the Kestrel tilted the knife directly to avoid damage as much as possible.

Under the weight of the short knife, the Kestrel knelt directly on the ground. The man looked at him high, but the blood couldn't stop flowing down.

At this moment of staggering, another folding knife hit the man. It pierced the man’s neck and penetrated the flesh and blood. Fortunately, the man also turned his head at the last moment. It could not completely cut off the man. Neck.

With the man's violent breathing, blood poured out from the scary wound. He is still alive, and he can continue to fight. He is angry at being played by the Kestrel. He will tear the Kestrel to pieces. He...he is dead. .

  Kestrel did not give him a chance to continue to fight back. He couldn't cut the man's neck with the strength of one hand, so he stood up again with the strength of his whole body, turned hard, and abruptly enlarged the wound.

  Heavy heartbeat sounded, and the uneasy feeling was released from the man, it was secret blood.

   "Die me honestly!"

  Kestrel scolded again, and at the same time he suddenly let go of the folding knife, the man's short knife lost its focus and slammed it straight down.

  At the moment of release, he was like a sensitive snake, grasping the folding knife that pierced the man's body, one turned over to the man's body, and pierced the broken folding knife into his heart from behind.

  The two hands respectively gripped the handle of the folding knife and turned it vigorously.

The man screamed, but the more he howled, the more blood gushed from the wound. He slammed back and forth like a beast, trying to pull the Kestrel off his body, but the Kestrel As if he couldn't feel any pain, he hung on him tightly, expanding the wound.

  Finally, the man fell weakly.

  He died, completely dead.

  The secret blood is indeed powerful, but after mixing with Lorenzo for so long, Kestrel has also learned to behead his head and penetrate his heart.

In terms of strength, the Kestrel definitely cannot beat a man, but the Kestrel has far more combat experience than him. Since he joined the cleansing organization, he has been wandering between life and death many times, although everyone always uses luck to tease He, but everyone knows that it is not luck to get back from that hellish scene.

   is the heart, the fearless heart, even if you face death, you dare to try to win the bet.

  This time Kestrel won, just like before, he won again.

  I don’t know how long it took before the Kestrel stood up slowly. He tidied up his clothes. Although it was bloody, it seemed to stand up a lot.

  He turned over the secret blood in his pocket, took a look, and then put it back.

  Secret blood?

  Forget this kind of thing, the Kestrel doesn’t need something to save itself... at least for the time being.

He wandered out of the room as if nothing had happened. Gradually, there were more guests. Everyone looked at him, but the Kestrel didn’t care. He seemed to be thinking about something, thinking about it. Laughed.

He stretched out his hand and stopped a waiter casually and snatched a bottle of wine from him. Kestrel bit open the bottle cap as he walked and took a sip, and the rest was spilled on the wound. , Wash away the dirty blood.

  He looked very chic, and finally stood in front of the door. Just after killing someone, the Kestrel felt that his anger had vented out, and he was in a good mood.

  He opened the door, and slowly said bad things under the surprised eyes of Lorenzo and others.

   "Guess what I just experienced?"

  The mixture of blood and alcohol is still dripping on the clothes. They fall on the floor and give off a strange smell.

   "Enter the slaughterhouse and kill a cow?"

  Eileen looked at his embarrassed appearance and replied.

"you guessed right!"

  Kestrel snapped his fingers, and then fell under the gaze of everyone, and fell head-on into the disgusting mixture.

  (End of this chapter)