Chapter 1579： Don't leave a bullet?

The first thousand five hundred and seventy-nine chapters do not leave a bullet?

Suddenly heard the sigh of the door of the ward. Winter hides his muscles tight and immediately bounces. Such as an injured beast, breathing heavily to the door of the ward.

Under the pale light, a man with a thin but slender figure stood at the door. The other side was wrapped in black, but the face was covered with a silver mask.

Dong Zang can't see each other's face, but vaguely thinks that this is a pair of eyes that I have seen. But when he saw it, he couldn’t judge for a while.

But the only thing that is certain is that this person is extremely powerful! The momentum that is lingering is also terrible!

Who is he?

Why use a mask to cover your face?

Are you worried about being recognized by yourself?

"Who are you?" Dongzang’s eyes were vigilant and his mind was thinking.

At this moment, his physical strength has fallen sharply. He has only one hand left, and it is impossible for him to have a strong right hand as he himself said.

The right hand is strong again, just a hand. The other party has a pair of hands. How does he resist the opponent's attack?

"I am the one you look down on." The black man's eyes were cold, and he said in a low-pitched voice that was disguised. "The eight strongest people are vulnerable in your eyes, and the name is not true. Is it?"

Subtle changes have taken place on the face of Dongzang. I didn’t know how to respond for a while.

"You are the only one of the foxes?" After thinking for a long time, Dong Zang suddenly asked questions.

The black man just chuckled and his eyes fell on Carly, who struggled from the bed.

"Miss Carlyle. You can go out of bed now. Then, pick up your gun."

During the talk, the black man closed the door. Then, his eyes stared at the winter: "He doesn't dare to move."

He stared at the winter, but he spoke to Carly.

Carly heard the words, regardless of who the black man was. Revenge has already washed her reason. The only thing she has to do tonight, or the only thing she has to do in her life is to kill the winter collection!

Carly's endures the pain that comes from his hands. It was extremely difficult to pick up a pistol.

But her hands and bones are misplaced, and the fingers can't pull the trigger at all. Even if the gun is in the hand, Dong Zang is standing opposite the bed, she is also difficult to pull the trigger.

"You can use both hands to pull the trigger." The black man's chilly sound rang again. Teach Carlyle's skill in using a gun.

Winter Tibetan heard the words, suddenly deceived!

His goal is not the black man, but Carly!

As long as he can grab the pistol, he will be invincible!

The gun is in the hands of ordinary people or in the hands of peerless powerhouses. It is a completely different situation. Although Dong Zang never dismissed the use of guns, at this moment, he has no choice.

Winter hides like an arrow, enduring the pain from the broken arm. The right hand rushed out and went straight to Carly.

"sucker Punch!"

Winter is moving.

The black man took the opportunity to shoot.

His left foot stood in the same place, as if it were an iron pillar, and it was as stable as a mountain. When the right foot suddenly lifted, it stirred the hurricane, as if it were a missile, and slammed into the chest of the winter.

boom!

This foot is so heavy that it is impossible to block the winter.

Under one foot, Dong Zang actually slammed into the wall. There was a crack in the cracks and it was shocking.

Fight!

Under the giant force, Dong Zang only felt that the body was over the river. A burst of blood rushed to the throat. One can't eat, and a blood spurts out. Red and white sheets.

"Now. Hold your gun steady." The black man's eyes glanced coldly at Carly, and his voice was low and dumb. "Turn the trigger."

Carly squinted her face and continued to press the pain on her arm. The eyes are cruel and resolutely staring at the back of the wall, the face of the desperate color of the winter.

Winter Tibet is very clear, at this moment he is not a black man opponent. Even if it is at its peak, it may not be able to fight each other.

That foot is really terrible!

As if even his three souls and seven scorpions, he also kicked out the body.

"shot!"

The black man shouted.

Carly sighed and slammed the trigger.

Fight!

There was a fire tongue at the muzzle, and a bullet that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye quickly shot at the winter collection!

This time, Dong Zang still pre-determined the position of Carly. But he has been unable to escape.

He twisted his body slightly, and the bullet did not hesitate to shoot into his shoulder.

boom!

Blood blooms. It seems as if the winter hang is nailed to the wall. The blood of the explosion also stained the cheeks of the winter. Abnormal bloody.

"Your shot is too bad!" The black man shouted.

Carly heard the words, but I was not irritated by the black people. Still caused by the blood of the red blood, the animal nature of the body. She pulled the trigger again. A shot was shot in the winter!

boom!

This gun, straight in the winter to hide the abdomen!

Fight!

Blood ran down the belly. Winter hides his face white, sitting on the ground desperately and desperately.

The wall behind him was completely red with blood. And there are traces of large pieces of blood rubbing. shocking.

"I will kill you!"

Carly slammed another bullet.

This one is in the heart of the winter collection.

boom!

Carly smashed another bullet. This one directly blew the head of the winter collection.

Hey!

I don't know if the emotion of revenge is too fierce. Or Carlyle has been controlled by the killing heart. She madly pulled the trigger and finished all the bullets in the magazine.

Jingle.

When the winter Tibetan was bulleted into a sieve, the spirit of Carly was suddenly loose. The pistol fell to the ground, and her body was soft and soft on the cold floor.

She killed someone.

For the first time in my life.

A person who was alive in the last second was completely beaten into a horse's nest.

The room is full of pungent **** smell. Carly's stomach couldn't help but roll over.

After the killing, what emerges in the heart is not emptiness, but disgust, fear, and even the end of the world!

Killing is not easy. Carly finally understood this truth.

"It’s weird."

Suddenly.

Carly's ear rang the black man's still cold voice.

"You trust me so much?" The black man stared calmly at Carly. "Why don't you leave yourself a bullet to defend yourself?"

Carly heard the words, but she looked up weakly.抿 lips: "Thank you." Suddenly, she seems to have the same curiosity. "who are you?"

"Sorry. Can't tell you."

The black man shook his head gently, but after he finished this sentence, he added a sentence: "If you really want to thank me"

"Get out of hell, don't blame me."

The black man showed a sharp dagger. Approaching Carly.

"You want to kill me?" Carly did not seem to panic.

After revenge, her mood changed a lot. But at least, not afraid of death.

"Yes." The black man did not stop. Soon, he came to Carlyle. Sent a dagger!