The ghostly brave man mixed in American comics

"Dada Da~"

A dull gunshot sound spread throughout the courtyard, and the bullet instantly beat Jack into a sieve, blood overflowed, stained the surrounding soil, and lay straight on the ground, dead without blinding.

After Jack's death, they did not stop attacking, but turned to aim at the stranger, and the fire became even more ferocious.

Lance was still unhurried in the face of this endless stream of bullets, and with a void grip in his right hand, the Kaos Magic Sword appeared in his hand, thrusting into the ground in front, and suddenly a strong wave hit the Albanians in front, shaking them upside down.

The original imposing attack also stopped at this moment, and Lance glanced at Jack, who was lying in a pool of blood twitching and had lost consciousness, and then disappeared in a flash.

By the time he reappeared, Lance had already arrived behind the men.

By the time the Albanians came to their senses and hurried to find a trace of Reims, he had begun a new offensive.

With both feet on the ground, the whole person jumped into the air, and then a flip in the air kicked the head of an unknown gunman.

"Poof." With a muffled sound, the gunman kicked his legs and rolled straight down the stairs, not waking up.

Lance's movements were so fast that the Albanians didn't even see him clearly, and by the time they were still panicking to look for his traces, there were only four people left.

On the ground, on the stairs, on the yard, there were people lying unconscious or wailing, and the quick-witted Tom stepped forward to knock out those who had not yet passed out.

And Lance was standing behind the remaining four at this moment, and a gust of wind blew through, blowing his hair messily, and his clothes were hunting like a ghost.

Lance felt the tyranny from these people, and the magic sword he held in his hand spun and stabbed a leader in the back.

The magic sword was like a locust that touched blood, and in a short moment, the gunman's life had been drained, and the whole person instantly turned into a dry corpse, collapsed to the ground and turned into dust and dissipated in the world.

"Hahaha~ Uncle Ben feels very satisfied! Keep going! This chattering voice came from the sword in Lance's hand.

Kaos itself is not an artificially crafted sword, it was formerly a thief named Kaos.

When he made a wish, he was twisted by the evil supergod to fulfill his wish, so Kaos turned into a weapon that could neutralize the invincible enchantment of Majin.

This results in the evil spirit of Kaos residing inside the sword, so the sword itself is very chattering and very obscene, and always likes to sing lewd songs aloud when it appears.

This situation makes Lance not particularly like using it, although it is particularly useful.

"Are you a centipede? Anything has to be plugged in! Shut up! Lance raised the sword in his hand and sprayed, putting it away without waiting for Kaos to continue speaking, and looked back at the few remaining people with a kind smile.

"Oops, sorry, come on, let's go on." Lance's smile made the remaining three feel particularly terrifying, and they were even dumbfounded.

Although they are all outlaws, and they have seen a lot of cruel methods, the scene in front of them is beyond their cognitive scope!

This relatively weak looking teenager is really ferocious, and the sword that can suck blood and talk, and the cat who guards the gate with his waist crossed.

The bearded leader forcibly regained his composure, raised his hand to block his little brothers and began to ask Lance's identity, he couldn't beat it, and the other party hadn't directly killed him, maybe there was a glimmer of life?

"Who the hell are you? Why come looking for trouble?

"Huh... Who do you think I should be? But the relatively peaceful tone made all three of them feel a cold rise from the tail vertebrae, making them shiver.

"We Albanians have no grievances with Your Excellency, why did we suddenly attack us?" The bearded leader pretended to be pitiful, but in fact, he hated Lance in his heart and hated him to death.

Jack came here, which means that their business on the construction site was also ruined by this Wang Baegg, who didn't have any hair.

Lance still calmly looked at the bearded man who was constantly defensive; "Yes, you do have no grievances with me, but I was entrusted to find someone."

"You... Looking for someone? Why don't you let us go? We'll definitely help you find this person! "The boss tentatively spoke, and that's where their life lies.

"Oh?" Hearing his words, Lance glanced at him with interest: "Interesting... Are you sure?

"Of course, we are professional in finding someone, and I can guarantee that in Paris we can definitely help you find the person you are looking for." The leader patted his chest and assured.

Lance suddenly grinned, reached into his arms with his left hand and took out a photo, shook it in front of the three and said, "Look, have you seen the girl in this photo?"

"Well, this girl is very beautiful... But I haven't seen it, have you seen it? Rest assured, we will definitely help you find her. An unnatural expression flashed on the leader's face, but he still pretended to be calm and calm, and even turned back to ask his little brother.

Lance did not speak, and continued to stare at the man in front of him, his eyes getting colder and colder.

And his face became more and more ugly, dense beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, his breathing began to increase, and he seemed a little nervous, and finally, the man couldn't stand the oppressive atmosphere and his cold eyes, raised the submachine gun in his hand and aimed it at Lance: "Fuck you!" You go..." But

before he could finish his words, Lance stepped forward and squeezed his wrist hard, the bone was directly broken, and he raised his leg to his stomach and kicked it, and his right hand went towards the bridge of his nose.

"Click..." The bridge of the bearded nose collapsed, his already ugly whole face turned into a meatloaf, nosebleeds rushed out, looking particularly ugly and hideous, and then Lance grabbed his neck and smashed into the other two guys, and the three fell from the stairs to the courtyard like rolling gourds, one by one.

After glancing at them in disgust, Lance stepped into the room, the structure inside was simple, there was only one corridor on the third floor, and on both sides were small rooms with closed doors.

Lance's gaze swept around, starting from the first one, and as soon as he opened the door inside, the scene inside made him feel extremely angry, on the iron frame bed lay an inch-and-unconscious woman, her hands were still handcuffed to the head of the bed, and there were several clearly visible needle holes in her other arm.

There were messy needles scattered on the ground, and there was a little vomit on the nose and mouth.

After staring at her silently for half a minute, Lance closed his eyes to adjust his mood, turned to look at the next room, and made a series of crisp sounds with his feet on the wooden floor.

Every room was like this, either half-dead or already dead, and after examining a dozen or so rooms, Lance discovered his target, Amanda.