My Goddess

The light of the setting sun shines on the earth, and the warm wind blows through the chest in the evening, making people's breathing more comfortable than during the day.At this time, you should lie on the rocking chair with a book, drink tea, read a book, chat with friends, listen to music, and enjoy the happiest time in your life.Even if it seems to many people that it is a waste of time, it is still a correct posture to maintain respect for life.

For only a few people, the setting sun means night is approaching.When such a person looks out of the window, the first thing he sees must be the mud all over the ground, not the blue sky and sunshine.

Just like some people only see fear and cold at night, some people can still enjoy the stars and moonlight.

People are always different.

That knife light fell from the sky, pointing at Su Yifan's throat, with a touch of gentleness and more decisiveness, it struck straight!

Su Yifan had already given up resisting, he knew that his movements were beginning to be sluggish, not even as good as a normal person.Bruce Lee once said that a real battle should be completed within 3 minutes. Unfortunately, he may only last a few minutes, and he has no power to parry in front of such a powerful mushroom.

The real world is so cruel, there is no need to negotiate or compromise, in the eyes of Mogu, he is just a worthless human life, not as valuable as Cai Yan.

I really don't know what Su Xiaoqing's expression will be when she hears the news of her death... Su Shen and Gu Ying must also be heartbroken, right?It doesn't matter, they should be old enough to have another child...

It was almost the last second of his life, Su Yifan's mind no longer knew what to think.In this summer dusk, he could almost smell the bloody smell from the wound on his body.

Mushroom's dagger slashed across like lightning, but stopped when it was about to get close to Su Yifan.

Perfect power control, sending and receiving is just a thought.

Mushroom stopped moving not because she felt pity for Su Yifan, but because of other reasons.

At this very moment, a small red dot was pinning on Mogu's eyebrow.

Steady but not jumping, the red dot stayed on Mogu's eyebrows and remained motionless, as if Mogu had painted palace sand makeup to go out from the beginning.

Perfect position, perfect aim.

The breathing fluctuation of the mushroom is very small, and the red dot follows the rhythm of the breathing of the mushroom, as if it was born between her eyebrows.

Mogu has a keener sense of danger than anyone else, because she herself is a danger to others.

Doing actions that mainly put others in danger, Mogu can often detect danger earlier than others.

Just when Mogu was about to send the blade into Su Yifan's throat, she felt a strong killing intent.

Not the exaggerated, stinging pain that seeps into the body like the legend says.It's just that there is a faint breath of death, as if it came from the sky, and it seems to be by your side at any time.Appeared quietly, instantly enveloped his whole body.

The first instinct of mushrooms is a threat, but also a warning.

Warn yourself to stop.

Because she was not sure where the danger came from, Mogu decided to temporarily stop. Although she really wanted to kill this rebellious boy, she felt that her life was more valuable than him.

As soon as the hand stopped, the blade was only a few millimeters away from Su Yifan's neck, ready to be inserted into the throat at any time.

Mogu was very satisfied with this distance. In her confidence, even if the opponent used any weapon, she couldn't stop herself from killing the boy in an instant.Therefore, the threat posed by the murderous intent was no longer a threat, but a stalemate at most.

With this certainty, Mogu didn't feel scared when he found a red spot between his eyebrows, but looked in the direction of the red light.

The sun was setting, and the sky was full of rays of light shining on the earth.This world seems to be a lot more beautiful than usual decorated with orange gold, and it looks pleasing to the eye.

Then Mogu saw a person standing less than 400 meters away from him. The person was wearing a gray sweater, wrapped up tightly in such hot weather, facing himself with the sun behind his back, holding a Take a medium sniper rifle.

Mushroom looked at it at a glance, but he didn't realize whether it was a psg1 or some other sniper rifle. The half-length gun with a peculiar style looks like a copycat, but it has a palpitating metallic luster. The polishing process is extraordinary.

There are not many guns seen in this magical land. Even Mogu herself didn't bring a gun to do things this time. She was also surprised to see such a gun aimed at herself.

The man holding the gun is about 1.7 meters tall, a little thin, and his hair against the light is also dyed orange gold. A few disobedient hairs are flying in the wind, and the whole person seems to be nailed to the ground. Standing steadily, only the shoulders are shaking slowly with the breath of the mushroom.

Just by looking at it like this, Mogu knows that he has met a master.

This master is even higher than himself.

Even if it is like this, she is not afraid of mushrooms. Behind her is Ali, a mixed-race man, and a few helpers who are distracting even if they are not good at fighting.I still have two hostages, Su Yifan and Cai Yan, no matter from which angle I look at it, the advantage is still on my side.

Humming at the person whose back was facing the sun, Mogu was about to speak when he suddenly felt his body shake!

As if seeing the most unbelievable scene in the world, Mogu's eyes widened in an instant, and he watched in disbelief that he was rapidly becoming far away from Su Yifan.

It wasn't Su Yifan who retreated, it was Mo Mushroom who retreated.

Mushrooms were a hit.

Gunshots.

The order of the two is like this, with a distance of only 400 meters, the speed of sound is just delayed by about one second.

The man didn't give Mogu a chance to speak, nor did he think about negotiating, so he shot directly.

The muzzle was not aimed at Mogu's forehead, but at his chest.

The powerful sniper bullets spun and tore apart the space, penetrated Mogu's body, and knocked her into the air.

One shot hit, but the man didn't stop.

The gunshots were weak, and the fire seemed so small in the setting sun. The continuous gunshots sounded at the same time as the mushrooms fell to the ground.

Ali, the mixed-race man, was the first to be shot.

At the moment the mushroom was targeted, Ali had already made the best response, bent down to hide behind the car, and leaned on the powerful body of the Hummer to cover himself.

It's a pity that Ali's movements were still a bit slow. He was concerned about the safety of the mushrooms.

This brief hesitation prevented Ali from dodging the subsequent shot. His head was split open like a watermelon, and the blood sprayed into the sky.

The moment Su Yifan felt something was wrong and opened his eyes, he first saw a bloody flower blooming on Mushroom's chest, and then Ali's head exploded.

Death did indeed come, but it didn't target Su Yifan, but directly fell on Ali and Mogu.

The two shots without any hesitation proved one thing - the shooter had no intention of letting the two go.

Every shot takes away a life, which is the meaning of existence since the invention of firearms.

Su Yifan watched a person's head explode in front of his eyes, blood sprayed on the Hummer, the scene was full of speechless shock.

Followed by still four shots, each shot took away a life.

Even if he was almost killed by a mushroom just now, this scene still made Su Yifan feel that it was too cruel.

But this feeling just flashed in his heart for a moment. In just a few seconds, Su Yifan saw the scene of six people dying. The shock in his heart had completely shattered his usual rationality.Not in the mood to care about the knife wound on his body at all, Su Yifan turned his head and glanced at the direction the bullet came from.

A figure stood alone in the grass in the distance, his hair was flying in the wind, and the gun in his hand was still held flat.

Seeing that figure, Su Yifan's rationality finally recovered a bit, and only then did he feel the burning pain from the wounds on his body, as if he was still in the state of bleeding too much.

The figure aimed at Su Yifan's surroundings for a few seconds, and after confirming that there was no danger, he squatted down on one knee and began to quickly disassemble the sniper rifle in his hand into parts, and stuffed them into the shape backpack made of foam membranes.

It took less than a minute for all the movements to be completed, Su Yifan didn't care about Mogu and Ali who had been killed, just stared at that figure, breathing heavily.

Because it was facing the sun, Su Yifan's face was also painted a layer of orange gold at this moment.

In any case, getting rid of the shadow of death is always something to be happy about. Su Yifan really wanted to shout twice, but felt that it was inappropriate for him to shout anything in such a situation.

The figure quickly completed all the actions, walked quickly towards Su Yifan with his backpack on his back.

The distance of several hundred meters seemed as far away as the Pacific Ocean to Su Yifan. He wished he could stand up and meet him immediately, but he couldn't use any strength in his body, so he could only sit on the ground and wait.

The figure walked a few steps quickly, and seemed to finally be unable to bear it, and began to run with its legs open.

Once running, more mischievous strands of hair flew in the wind, and were dyed orange-gold in the setting sun.

Su Yifan knew the original color of the hair, he felt that he was going to faint, but seeing the figure that was getting closer and closer, he still tried his best to smile.

"I'm so sorry...you saved me again..."

That figure finally ran to Su Yifan's side, bent over and hugged him forcefully, rubbing his face fiercely.

"Should I say 'sorry, I'm late' at this point?"

Su Yifan felt that those arms that were not strong enough to hold him were extraordinarily strong, he tried his best to smile again, and said in a low voice, "I didn't expect you to watch war movies..."

"Isn't his car not as good as yours!" The girl with long platinum hair rubbed against Su Yifan, holding back tears and said, "It's okay to drive so fast, don't you know I'm still wanted?"

Su Yifan took a breath, and asked weakly: "When... did you come back?"

"This morning." Nier noticed that Su Yifan's complexion was very bad, she let go of her arm and began to treat Su Yifan's wound, "I followed you all day, I never thought that you would encounter such a thing... For you, I am the first murder!"

Su Yifan had imagined the reunion with Nier countless times, and he never thought that the reunion of the two after a long absence would be like this.Su Yifan didn't feel embarrassed at being treated by Nier's wound, the tension and fear just now were relaxed in an instant, Su Yifan felt that his head seemed to be even more dizzy, Nier's profile turned into many double images in front of his eyes, He really wanted to say something again, but his vision went dark, and he quickly lost consciousness.

Nier hugged the unconscious Su Yifan and sighed, she had hardly talked to anyone for so many days, she had endless things to say to Su Yifan at this moment, but she could only choose to take Su Yifan away first.

The roadblocks on both sides of the road that prohibit traffic will not last long. If you don't leave, the situation will only get worse.