Chapter 397

With a bang, Keiko Yamamoto, who was already a little flustered, fired a shot under the approach of lingjue. The bullet passed by lingjue's face and almost killed him.

But ten thousand as soon as Ling Jue is still not moved forward.

At this time, Keiko Yamamoto, who has been crazy, suddenly calms down and looks at wanhou lingjue, who is ready to take revenge regardless of everything, and then gets scared.

But she dodged the vision is only a moment, soon firm down.

Because Tang Meng is so badly abused by her, and there is also Wanzhe lingjue's son. Even if she lets Wanzhe lingjue go, Wanzhe lingjue won't let her go.

Yamamoto swallowed saliva and said to wanhou lingjue, "if they are all dead, then I'll kill you first."

"Say, once again, he aimed the gun at the center of Wan Hou's eyebrows.

Wan Huo Ling Jue blinked his eyes. His dark eyes were the same as those of the dark deep sea. He looked at Keiko Yamamoto motionlessly and said coldly, "if you want to kill me, you can kill me!"

Wanzao Ling Jue glanced at Keiko Yamamoto, and the corner of his mouth stirred up a sneer of evil, which was a kind of ruthless disregard for his own comfort.

Keiko Yamamoto was shocked a little bit later, thinking about the name of lingjue. Lingjue was so domineering and fierce.

"Are you really not afraid of death?" Keiko Yamamoto continued to ask, her heart is like a dusty sewage, circle after circle of turbulence, but she clearly felt a kind of unprecedented chaos.

Even for a moment, she forgot what she really wanted.

Wan Hou Ling Jue is in front of her. She has a gun in her hand. She can ask him to die at any time.

But this kind of empty handed, step by step to her wandang lingjue, unexpectedly brought a kind of superior who completely ignored the pressure.

It was even more frightening than dying together, as if, even if she died, Ling Jue had the ability to send her to hell.

Keiko Yamamoto's body trembled slightly, and a chill slowly rose from the deepest part of his heart.

Just when Keiko Yamamoto lost her mind, wandang lingjue had attacked her arm with the fastest speed, shaking off her pistol.

One after another somersault side kick kicks Yamamoto's body far away. Yamamoto feels that the inner bone of her chest has been broken, which hurts her heart. Her chest hurts so much that she can't even breathe.

His face was twisted and his eyes were shocked with pain and hatred.

Keiko Yamamoto stares at Ling Jue. Her forehead is covered with sweat and the corners of her mouth are covered with blood. She is more like a wild animal bound by madness. If she can't use her fists, she is left with vicious curses.

"I thought you'd remember that the last thing a killer can do is distract!"

Ten thousand wait for Ling Jue to condescend ground to say, looking at Yamamoto Hui son's eyes cold as the moon ice.

Yamamoto looked up and vomited a mouthful of blood. He looked at wanhou and said, "from the beginning, your goal is not to die, but to distract me!"

Wan Dang Ling glanced at Keiko Yamamoto without saying anything, but ran forward quickly.

All he wanted to see in his heart and eyes was his wife and children.

But just as he was about to leave, Keiko Yamamoto took out a remote control of the bomb and said, "I thought you would kill me, but you didn't!"

"The time bomb can be detonated ahead of time. Once lingjue, you run to die, but watch them die. I think this choice must be very interesting!"

"Keke," Yamamoto said, suddenly coughing violently.

Because the injury was too serious, her face began to white frightening, and the corners of her mouth were still bleeding intermittently.

The pain of her body reminds her all the time that she can't be distracted in the face of such an opponent.

But just as she was concentrating on the far away figure of Wan Huo Ling Jue and trying to press the remote control in her hand, Mo Xing, who had been fighting, accurately shot a bullet into her arm.

The remote control in Yamamoto's hand fell down. At the same time, a dilapidated Ming house nearby finally exploded ahead of time.

The huge air wave will overturn wandang lingjue, who runs past. Mo Xing is so shocked that his mouth can't be closed, and his eyes are full of fear.

Only Keiko Yamamoto in the pain, feel the storm hit, the corner of the mouth with a sneer.

Man is not as good as nature. Who knows it will be like this.

Keiko Yamamoto seems to have been revenged, contentedly closed his eyes blurred vision, completely fainted.

Mo Xing quickly ran to Wan Hou Ling Jue's side, looking at the boss who was already sad and absolutely at a loss, his face sank and sank.

With Jack really separate action, but at this time Mo Xing is not sure jack is to save people.

Huge waves and flames burst into the sky, and the surrounding houses collapsed one after another. Moreover, because of the combustible materials, there was thick smoke and fire everywhere.

Mo Xing can even feel the fire on his face, but he can't drag away the boss.The ten thousand wait for Ling Jue to stare blankly at the blazing fire light and see the crumbling debris around.

He suddenly wondered if he had always overestimated his ability.

The feeling of helplessly watching, but not saving, turns out that it is more unbearable than digging the heart.

He always let Xiaomeng believe him, believe in his personality, his ability, his means and wrist.

But in the end, it turned out that he was nothing!

Wan Huo Ling Jue stirred up a cold smile. There was no anxiety in his eyes, as if he was in a muddle, just like a madman.

That kind of can't find the vision of the mind at all, let Mo Xing of one side all frighten half dead.

Mo Xing is really afraid of the boss's excessive sadness and remorse, and then he suddenly goes crazy. At that time, the whole wandang family will be separated.

No matter whether Jack has saved people or not, Mo Xing grabs Wan Huo Ling Jue's two arms and says, "Jack and I will act separately. He must have saved his wife!"

"Boss, you have to hold on, otherwise, if you have something to do, who will take care of the injured lady?"

Wanhou Ling Jue hears speech, that lax vision finally is to find a trace of focus.

However, he looked at the charred house in front of him and muttered to himself, "can you see them?"

Mo Xing smell speech, the whole person suddenly a shock, stunned speechless, eyes more panic.

He did not see Jack and them.

Not even a subpoena?

He had the worst idea in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it.

Wan Huo Ling Jue looks at Mo Xing, and his body is trembling with fear. The smile on the corner of his mouth is more and more wanton. But that smile looks like a failed crystal flower. It looks beautiful, but the next second it is broken into glass scum, and it will scratch his fingers.

Wan Huo Ling Jue closed her eyes and felt the burning and smoky feeling, as if she could feel the fear and pain of dying.

Especially, at that time, if still holding hope!

Only fear more pain!