Chapter 224

"Captain..."

Vera's mental state has been unstable since she woke up from a nightmare.

Tears are like a flood that breaks a levee. They can't stop flowing outward.

Uncontrollable sadness.

Even after Hugo died, it had never been so strong.

The girl knows that her current situation is very abnormal, but the human mind and body are integrated. The bad emotional state makes her just want to hold the closest person and cry.

Eden frowned when he saw her.

Gene handed the paper towel to Vera and said solemnly, "Miss Vera, the original situation is that you should be dragged into an unknown world by the evil forces entrenched in Heiguo town.

But the captain and I intervened forcibly and detained you in the real world... "

The girl wiped her tears and said with a cry, "speak human words."

"Er... Out of concern about the observer effect, I didn't want to say so much.

But the other you, when you hear the call, has been dragged into the world. If you don't find a way to go in and find her, your end... "

Vera interrupted. "It'll be like a madman outside."

Gene shrugged helplessly, and the answer was self-evident.

While they were talking.

A patter of footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door.

Several shadows swept through the window.

The sound of guns loading is particularly clear.

Vera's dialogue with gene came to an abrupt end here.

The latter held the pistol tightly and said, "Captain, what should I do?"

Cole didn't answer. He took out the destroyer's shotgun and aimed it at the door.

Load.

Boom——

The roar of the shotgun was deafening in the silent night.

The wooden door was blown out of a big hole by flying bullets.

The mob hiding behind and trying to break in screamed, his chest was completely smashed and fell in a pool of blood.

later.

Disorderly footsteps and angry curses suddenly sounded.

"Grass, kill them for me!"

Dada dada——

The gunmen outside the room lined up.

The muzzle of the submachine gun was blazing in the dark.

Aiden hurriedly overwhelmed Vera and gene and lay on the ground.

Roaring bullets burst into the room.

The walls were riddled with bullet holes, the porcelain was broken, and the brick powder and wall ash were flying all over the sky.

Completely suppressed.

Lying on the ground like a lost dog.

Even though the sad mood made Vera cry, since she became a member of the black snake brigade, the young girl vowed that as long as she was alive, she would not shed even a drop of tears because of the enemy and fear.

Maybe, follow Cole.

Maybe.

Uncontrollable rage and violence are the most real self living in the heart of this beautiful girl.

While crying.

While biting his teeth fiercely, he pulled out the one handed crossbow from the bandage around his waist. Because he was too hard, his joints turned white. He said angrily, "he... Knew he should have asked grace for a pistol!"

Gene, who was not very good at fighting and killing, heard the roar of bullets flying over his head, looked tense and his face was covered with cold sweat.

Throw his matching gun to Vera on the floor, hold his head and yell, "don't be impulsive!"

meanwhile.

Cole, standing at the door, bore the brunt of the long planned shooting.

Three bullets hit his chest and abdomen in an instant. They didn't penetrate. They all stayed in them, rolled and twisted his internal organs and muscles.

Talk only about human beings themselves.

Dark creatures may be able to easily kill a human at the soul level.

But on the physical level, nothing is more efficient than human invention in killing flesh and blood.

Modern industry is only beginning to emerge.

The destructive power of heat weapons is enough to turn a close fight into a unilateral crushing massacre.

If only a few ordinary demon hunters and detectives are in this folk house today.

If there is no reminder from the strange black cat.

Infiltrated by thugs.

After the shooting, no one in this house can survive.

Unfortunately, what they met was Cole, a demon hunter who would never die if he didn't beat his head into rotten watermelon, crush it, and then bury it in the soil.

Three bullets.

Although it had a very serious sense of block and pain to his movements, it could not pose any practical threat to him at all.

At most, eat five bowls for breakfast.

He noticed that the fire outside the door had weakened.

Dodge behind the temporary shelter wall.

Click!

The destroyer shotgun is loaded again.

The roaring gunfire overshadowed the roar of the submachine gun, and the scattered bullets smashed the wooden door. One face to face, three gunmen who were strafing the room fell to the ground.

Click!

The destroyer shotgun was loaded for the third time.

The windbreaker is stained with blood, broken bullet holes and bleeding.

Cole kicked open the door of the folk house like an immortal murderer with a ruthless face and pulled the trigger.

The roaring projectile penetrated the body of the mob trying to sneak into him and fiercely hit the bodies of the last two gunmen not far away.

After the dull hum.

They fell to the ground.

The moment the charge gun stopped, Vera, who had been lying on the ground, got up for the first time, lowered her body and quickly touched under the windowsill.

Get up slightly.

His eyes just looked at the mob squatting there.

"Grass..."

The mob scolded angrily, holding a dagger, ready to storm the weak looking young girl.

However.

Waiting for him was a ruthless bullet that flew out of the gun.

Blood flew behind my head.

The body fell heavily to the ground.

After knowing the situation outside, Vera squatted down again, turned to Aiden and said, "watch gene and don't go out."

While talking.

Gunfire continued outside the room.

The girl pushed open the window, turned over, lowered her body and quickly looked for shelter.

The other side.

Cole put away the destroyer shotgun.

Just trial bullets, one by one, hit the mob's heart and head.

Blink.

The gang of indecent assassins of unknown origin were cleaned up in 7788.

When did they meet Cole walker, a terrible guy with several guns in his body and still alive.

With a loud cry, he fled in all directions.

The rest of the gunmen and thugs ambushed around the house ran away.

A desperate young man, pointed at by Cole with a gun, looked frightened and frantically pulled the trigger of a pistol that had been empty.

When there was no retreat, he pulled out his dagger and ran to Vera.

Trying to hijack her and find a way out.

Cole seldom talks nonsense with the enemy, let alone save their lives.

however.

This lucky wretch happens to be the eighth enemy under the gun of justice.

Cole put down his gun hand.

Take out the clip, lower your head, press bullets into it one by one, and say coldly, "don't kill him, Vera."

"I know."

Enter the link of cold weapon fight.

How can a street bastard be Vera Morgan, the opponent of the demon hunter who has received systematic training and can survive in the hands of transformed werewolves.

The girl has tears in her eyes, but her face is cold.

He grabbed his wrist with a knife, controlled his strength, slashed his throat with his palm, and then violently kicked him to the crotch.

Just one face to face.

The young man's face turned red and knelt down on the ground, howling like a pig.

"Ah - my * *"