The ghostly brave man mixed in American comics

"Bang!"

After punching an imposing and not long-eyed bodyguard, Lance continued to search for the traces of Jean.

Unlike his slow exploration, there was a fierce gunfire on the other side of the cruise ship, presumably Brian and the bodyguards exchanged fire, which sounded like he was quite busy.

After listening for a while, Lance couldn't help but speed up his search for the piano, and just as he passed a certain corner, a dagger suddenly appeared behind his back, trying to stab him in the waist.

"Bell!" The inexplicable umbrella handle blocked the path of the dagger and could not advance a single bit.

"Man, I haven't used enough kidneys yet." After raising his hand to force him back, Lance turned to look at the sneak attacker.

A San's appearance, the beard is very delicate, angrily saying the words croaking, anyway, Lance can't understand.

Taking a step to avoid the opponent's attack, he raised the umbrella and hit the opponent's neck, he didn't even react, and fainted directly.

Ignoring the faltering boy, Lance turned and walked towards the luxurious-looking door in front of him.

Politely knocked twice and pushed it away, and saw a fat man in a dressing gown with his left hand around Jean's waist, holding a dagger in his right hand on her neck, and saying incomprehensible words to Lance who pushed the door in, it seems that he should be warning him not to move?

At this moment, Jean was looking at him with wide eyes, and Lance saw fear in her eyes: "Don't be afraid, your father will probably come over in a moment." "

“Shut up！" The fat man suspected of being an Arab felt that the stranger who suddenly came in did not care about the dagger in his hand, and an angry expression appeared on his face.

With his fingers hard, the sharp dagger suddenly cut through Qin's snow-white and delicate skin, and bright red blood slowly flowed down from inside.

Feeling the tingling Qin, there was an even more panicked look in her eyes.

Sure enough, the fat man did not realize how dangerous the person who could come to him with just an umbrella was, and still tried to coerce Lance, but when he blinked, only an umbrella remained in place.

By the time he found Lance again, he had come to the side of the two, his left hand pinching the wrist holding the dagger, and his right hand pinching the fat man's neck.

Lance glanced at him murderously before showing a gentle smile at Jean: "Don't worry, your father will be there soon." Seeing

the gentle eyes of this handsome boy, Jean felt herself sinking in, felt a sense of security that she had never felt before, and her panicked look calmed down.

"Click!"

After calming the piano, Lance didn't even look at the fat man more, squeezed it a little harder, and the other party's neck suddenly made a crisp sound, and as soon as he let go, he lay on the cold ground softly.

Pull up the bath towel that fell to the ground to cover Koto's body.

"Thank you..." Jean said softly, and Lance heard a hint of shyness in her tone, nodded her head in sign of unceremoniousness, and took Jean's arm and walked out of the cabin.

Just two steps away, Brian stumbled over with a gun, covered in blood.

"Dad!" Seeing his own father's piano suddenly threw himself into his father's arms and cried, Brian gently patted the piano's back, and he didn't know how to comfort him.

Killing people is professional, comforting people is not okay.

"Let's get out of here first, this place shouldn't stay for long." Brian touched Jean's head, said something to Lance, and helped her towards the staircase.

Lance did not hesitate, followed them upstairs, and when he came to the staircase, he suddenly stopped.

Brian, who noticed his movements, turned his head and looked at him suspiciously and asked, "What's wrong?"

Lance turned to look at the corridor behind him, his eyes were deep, as if he wanted to see something clearly through the deck: "I always feel that someone is staring at me, but I can't see clearly..." "

Don't think too much, I've already mended the gun, let's go back and talk about something."

Good guys, will the veteran agents go to repair the gun?

Looking back at the corridor again, he had a hunch that the danger he sensed must be inside this yacht.

But Lance, who did not find anything concrete, eventually followed them to the deck, put down a kayak, jumped on it first, and when they came up, drove the kayak towards the coastline.

"Where are you going next?" Going back to Amanda Rendezvous or? "

Is Amanda alive too?" That's great! Suddenly hearing that her friend was still alive, Jean suddenly showed a happy expression, Brian gently patted Qin's shoulder, signaling her not to worry.

"Then let's go to the apartment!" Brian pondered for a moment before making a decision.

When he returned to the apartment, it was almost twelve o'clock, and after Jean went to see Amanda for a while, he found a room and slept deeply, while Brian sat on the edge of the bed and looked at his sleeping daughter, his heart full of tenderness and happiness.

Lance was still thinking about the weird feeling before, a little unclear.

"Don't you rest yet?" Brian who came out of the room came to Lance and sat down.

"Can't sleep, I have a very strange feeling..." Lance sighed softly, turning his head to look out the window into the darkness in the distance, as if trying to see through it.

"Could it be that the mental pressure is too high? When I first retired, I wouldn't sleep without a gun on my pillow every day. Brian looked concerned, he thought the lad was good.

"Uncle, I'm only eighteen years old! Didn't work as an agent! This is my first time abroad! Lance rolled her eyes wordlessly.

"You don't need to worry, let me know if you have difficulties!"

"Well, I see..." Lance nodded and looked out the window again.

He was sure that the danger he had felt before was slowly approaching him!

......

"Who is it! Who took away the sacrifice of the great Chasarah! In

the dark space, a huge black shadow fell to the ground and roared like thunder.

It was as black as ink, exuding a cold and evil aura, which made the temperature around it much lower, and it was about five meters tall.

A pair of huge eyes emitted a dark blue light, the mouth was open, sharp teeth glowed cold in the night, emitting a bloodthirsty smell, with large horns on the head and bat-like wings on the back.

It just stood in the void space, looking at everything around it, looking extremely proud.

"Great Lord Chasarah, that sacrificer is dead!" A strange-looking female demon standing on the side bowed respectfully.

"Avelis, find him, find the one who took my sacrifice!" Chasara let out an angry roar.

Avelis bowed her head and said respectfully: "Yes, Lord Chasarah, I will look for it immediately!"

"Very well, I will personally kill the one who desecrated my sacrifice, and use his flesh and blood to sacrifice my great Chasarah." Chasarah's eyes shone with bloodthirst.

"Yes! Great Lord Chasarah!

Avelis respectfully retreated, and after she left, Chasarah slowly floated in mid-air, blending with the darkness.