Secret Service Baby I President Daddy You Devil

[398 Incredible Spear Skills]

"Lead the way, or I'll kill you."

Mask was shocked by Zhizhi's expression, but he still said to himself silently, her strength was not superior to his, and she might not be able to win in a duel. She was good at using whips, but now the long whip was caught when she fell.

When he landed in another room, where did she get the confidence to threaten him in this tone?

In his opinion, this was a threat, with such a determined tone, arrogant eyes, and murderous aura emanating from his body.

"Tonight is the exact onset time of the three-day virus. If Diderot hadn't implanted a chip into your son when he had the attack, he would have been brain-dead." The mask's voice did not fluctuate, and he stretched out his hand towards her, "In its memory.

, I read that you value your son very much, Miss Song, how about you put away your murderous aura, follow your mother's lead, and join us?"

Bang!

A gunshot rang out, hitting his outstretched right hand. The masked hand quickly retracted his hand, frowned and jumped to hide. He said dissatisfied: "I have explained so many problems, and I sincerely invite you. Miss Song, don't force me to be violent."

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"Why are you still Nangong Mo..."

Zhizhi snorted coldly and raised his gun to aim. The red dot remained motionless on his fair forehead, right in the center of his head, "You're sorry for Nangong Zhan's actions that he did not hesitate to hurt his family over the years, and I'm sorry for Mrs. Meng's forbearance over the years.

I'm sorry for Shen Tuo's silent efforts over the years, and I'm sorry for the Nangong family's indulgence and trust in you... In the final analysis, everything these people do is for you, but you can't mention the name Nangong Mo again.

, and don’t continue to use it as an insult, because you don’t deserve it!”

A cold and stern tone, angry eyes, angry accusations, and sharp questions.

Mask looked at his right hand that was almost shot, and his face turned cold, "You're right, I am such a person, following Diderot to find the future, seeking fun in killing and experimenting, this is the future I chose, I want

life. As for what those people in your mouth have done for me, it has nothing to do with me.”

He smiled lonelyly and said, "Miss Song, I didn't force anyone. It was a voluntary act. I have no interest in interfering."

"Ask me again." Zhizhi lowered his left hand and placed it on his lower back, "Lead the way, or I'll kill you."

"That thing and your son are all here." He pointed to the four doors. "This is an underground labyrinth area to prevent foreign invasion. I remind you that without my leadership, let alone rescue people, Miss Song is on your own.

It's hard to leave. I remember that you seem to be a road warrior, right?"

He stepped forward and approached Song Xiaozhi, "Also, you won't have any advantage here."

The red eyes suddenly turned, and suddenly blue light appeared.

Just like the red waves of the sun emerging from the rushing blue sea, smoke rising up, surrounded by a hazy mist, Zhi Zhi's mind was empty, as if he was in a fog, suffocated by the dull surroundings and the almost suffocating lack of oxygen.

There seemed to be an extra pair of hands on her neck. They moved around and suddenly tightened, like a thin rope, strangling the center of her throat, as if they were going to strangle her skin to cause bleeding...

Zhizhi didn't have the strength to raise his hand, so he gritted his teeth and fired a shot into the ground.

Ling Juxiang regained his consciousness, and as soon as Song Xiaozhi came to his senses, he saw blue eyes that were only a few centimeters away and a malicious smile.

He was proud of the success of his hypnosis.

Their eyes met, and in a second, Zhizhi raised his left and right hands at the same time, closed his eyes tightly, and fired three shots in a row based on the memory position and sound perception——

Bang bang!

Two rings!

Zhizhi jumped sideways neatly, without any muddy rolling, and stuck to a safe position in the corner. She closed her eyes tightly and held the gun with both hands in front of her, facing the opposite mask!

"My son seems to have said that if you close your eyes, your hypnosis will be nothing." She chuckled, "Mask, bullets don't have eyes. My next shot may really kill you."

"You're right, but if you close your eyes, how accurate can your marksmanship be?" The mask's voice was calm, and there was no abnormality. "It seems that you and I cannot be allies, but can only be enemies."

Zhizhi stood up, loaded the gun with one hand, twitched the corners of his lips slightly, and a confident smile bloomed, "That's easy to say, Mr. Mask, take care of your wounds first."

Mask's face changed slightly, and he held his left arm, "The gun went off, it was just an accident. You don't have such superb shooting skills."

Zhi Zhi has excellent eyesight and is also very sensitive to taste.

Love blood and love violence are not just nonsense slogans she made. There is the smell of blood floating in such a clean room. Of course she can rely on this to identify the direction.

It doesn’t have to be specific, but it must be accurate.

Unless she doesn't want to, the bullet will hurt someone. She has only seen Nangong Jue as a man who can dodge her bullet.

"Three gunshots and two shots, that's not a sign of flesh wounds from a misfire." Zhizhi wrinkled his nose and sniffed, "The smell almost came from a direction parallel to me. I guess the bullet hit your arm.

"

Mask held his arm, his eyes instantly condensed, and he began to re-examine the woman in front of him, "You impressed me."

"It's easy to say. I don't mind having you as a fan." Zhizhi's lips turned cold and he clasped his fingers together. "I will make an exception and give you the honor of escaping with a gun. Mask, you asked for it."

The first thing Sheep is proud of in his life is giving birth to an all-powerful son, the second thing he is proud of is his sweet and deceptive little face, and the third thing he is proud of is that his skill with two guns is invincible in the league, even a small stone can

I am willing to admit defeat.

People who are not left-handed will inevitably be unfamiliar with using a gun with their left hand. Once they know how to use it, they can shoot with two guns without hesitation.

All of a sudden, shots were fired!

Although it was said that it was chaotic, the trajectory of the bullets looked just orderly, blocking the escape route of the mask on the left and right, and the four bullets directly above were fired at the same time, heading straight towards the upper body of the man opposite!

Gunshots rang out one after another, and the mask grunted, obviously being shot again.

He started learning his fighting skills from Diderot. Because he had eyesight as a supplement, he was always lazy and careless, and he was not that quick in dodging.

He didn't know that the woman in front of him had such incredible spear skills that she couldn't escape from her!

(Thank you to vivi_kuang for the silent gold medal, aiclyy, 栤嬿飞橆, jiangyan09_19, 493552738 for the silent red envelope ^_^)