Wilderness Live

Chapter 912 Immortals fight, right? ! [Please come to the starting point to subscribe]

The owner of the sweet female voice is Jia Long.

Her dexterous jump and strike like an ape was planned for a long time.

This tall black man killed someone with a pistol with a silencer 30 meters away from the restaurant. Others probably wouldn't have noticed.

But to Jia Long who possessed the skill of 'Intermediate Alertness', such a voice was like screaming in her ear with a tweeter.

It's all in your ears.

And the vigilance skill also sounded the alarm, as if the person coming was very unusual.

So she ignored Mo Sophie's bewilderment, hurriedly joined her, paid for the meal, and walked out through the side door.

But this man also came.

Jia Long thought for a while, and thought that if the other party was alone, she could try to knock him down, and then press for information.

The next situation will be clear.

She jumped up and attacked with her delicate fists.

Although the fist looked delicate on the surface, for Jia Long, this punch was determined to win.

This is the first time she has used her true energy to fight against someone after mastering her internal strength in the wilderness state, so her self-confidence is naturally sufficient.

Even without the effect of Kung Fu Valkyrie, it should be easy to deal with a single player.

"Oh?"

But something happened that made Jia Long's complexion change drastically.

The tall black man who should have been hit on the head by her fist, not only was not knocked down, but instead made a hoarse and suspicious sound.

The girl's complexion changed suddenly, and she took a closer look, only to find that under the dim light from a distance, the black man raised his elbow and blocked his punch with his forearm.

How could he react?

And this arm is too stiff.

Jia Long almost lost her mind.

This was the first time she encountered someone who could block her.

Regardless of Wilderness Long or Valkyrie status, Jia Long has never encountered such an opponent.

Even in theory, she always knew that Wilderness Long was much weaker than Valkyrie.

In this world where it is rumored that there are very powerful masters, even if you meet someone who can match Wilderness Long, or even be stronger than her, it is not surprising.

But the fact is that Jia Long has never met such a master, and even if he does, he is someone like Liu Qingdao who seems like a friend but not an enemy, so he is a little negligent, or arrogant.

Now, she met the first such master.

Jia Long quickly withdrew his fist, and the whole movement was smooth and smooth.

And the other party just rightly stretched out the other hand to grab it.

Huh.

The two sides are lightning and flint.

Jia Long's punching arm missed by an inch, slipping out from between his rough knuckles.

Almost got caught with a backhand.

The man's expression remained unchanged, and he stepped back half a step steadily.

boom!
The sky-shaking roar resounded.

Behind Jia Long, a slim and charming figure looms in the dark night.

Mesophie is holding the mighty Desert Eagle.

Smoke billowed from the muzzle of the pistol, and it was obvious that this earth-shattering gunshot was made by this gun.

But the man seemed to know everything well, he took a step back, and the bullet missed him.

And the two hundred pistols in his hand are definitely not for display.

Jia Long, who retreated half a step violently, felt extremely alert.

"careful!"

Speed ​​and reaction are her strongest points. When the man's fingers just moved to hold the gun, Jia Long rushed to Mo Sophie's side lightly, pushing her away with one hand.

Bang bang.

The man fired with both guns.

The first bullet was aimed at Mesofi.

He seemed to have already calculated that Jia Long would rescue Mo Sophie, and the second bullet followed Jia Long's return to save the figure.

As soon as Jia Long pushed Mo Sophie away, the most deadly bullet hit her directly, like a grim reaper, without giving her any time to react.

"roll!"

Fortunately, when the incident came to an end, Jia Long had already prepared for the action, as if she had calculated the action method in the dark, which made her feel a little embarrassed, and rolled to the ground following the inertia of the pushing motion.

Bullets followed one after another.

However, because Jia Long was not expected to roll over, the accuracy of these bullets was far off.

Dodol Dodol!
The sound of gunshots hitting the ground, bushes, or walls can be heard endlessly.

There was no room for girls, and they rolled behind the brick-and-concrete houses on the side of the road amidst the hail of bullets.

With a brick-concrete structure house, there is an extra bunker.

"Oh?"

The man's hoarse voice came again.

At this time, Mo Sophie was also pushed behind the bunker wall on the other side by Jia Long.

Her whole body was breathing in disorder.

As an international hunter, Mo Sophie's combat power is naturally not bad, but the repeated attacks and defenses just now made her feel completely breathless.

If it wasn't for Jia Long, she wouldn't be able to dodge the first bullet fired by the tall black man just now.

This is the horror of gold medal hunters?There is still power to save others under the gun.

No, what is the ability of the other party? Even a gold medal hunter was forced into such an embarrassment.

She sensed that something was wrong.

"Didn't the organization say that there will be no attacks in Kenya? If they didn't say that, how could I join in the fun?"

Mursophy was apprehensive.

Jia Long, who was hiding in the corner on the other side, was actually feeling a little palpitated and flustered.

However, in this panic, there is still a trace of fighting spirit.

"This man is so strong."

Jia Long also unwrapped the silk from the holster on his waist to refill the holster for safety.

Just the slightest sound was captured by the black man, who stepped back and hid in the other side of the brick-and-concrete building.

"Jia, how did you say goodbye?"

As soon as he retreated into the wall, he asked sarcastically in a hoarse, snake-like voice, word by word like an old cow pulling a wrecked cart.

However, such a hoarse voice was full of air, and it was more than enough to convey it to Jia Long.

"Where did you come from?"

Jia Long held his breath and concentrated, not entangled with the other party or ridiculed.

In fact, when she said goodbye just now, wasn't it also a kind of sarcasm.Now that others do the opposite, there is nothing to complain about.

Slap in the face.

"Which sect?" The man with a hoarse voice continued to sneer.

"Nowhere, I heard that Misty Woman is very strong, so come and try. So you know what? You let me down, Jia."

Jia Long was in the fog for a while, and heard that Misty Girl is very strong, so why don't you come and try?
This guy has a brain problem.

What's more, she didn't admit that the 'Misty Woman' was herself, why did she look for herself, and she looked like she wanted to kill her when she first came.

"I'm not the Mist Girl, my friend, please go back."

Jia Long narrowed his eyes slightly, tied the silk pistol in his hand, and opened the safety.

"No, no, you are the Misty Woman, but you have become weaker for some reason."

What the other party said behind the wall made Jia Long's heart beat wildly.

But she still has a stubborn mouth, and it is completely impossible to admit it.

"What does it mean to be weak? I said I'm not Misty Woman, and I didn't say I'm weaker than her."

The tall man stopped talking, and even the sound of his footsteps became indistinct.

"I can't hear you!"

Jia Long's expression changed wildly.

You must know that she has alertness skills and has always been proud of her keen sense of detection.

But after the black man stopped talking, she could hardly feel his movement.

This shows that this person looks tall, but he is like a hidden killer, even if it is not much worse than her 'lurking' skill.

Jia Long also tiptoed quickly, the man lowered his body, and stepped back slightly.

Mo Sophie, who was behind the wall opposite Jia Long, could still see Jia Long just now, but in an instant, Jia Long in her eyes just took a step back, as if he had disappeared into the night for no reason.

The figure could not be seen clearly, and the footsteps could not be heard.

She felt that she was the only one left around this small battlefield.

"I rely on."

She cursed inwardly.

Immortals fighting, right? !

Be careful, they want the gods to fight and let them fight, I just don't want mortals to suffer.

Mo Sophie quickly retreated into the darkness, but the presence of footsteps and actions was too strong, even though he was much better than ordinary people, there was still a gap with Jia Long and the others.

rustle……

The black man who retreated from his spot quietly walked to the other corner of the house.

He gripped the gun tightly with both hands.

In fact, even though he kept saying that Jia Long was not as good as Misty Girl, the reaction and combat power she showed just now made this black man who claimed to be strong enough feel a great sense of crisis.

"Is she the Misty Girl? If the Misty Girl is really stronger than her, then it's really scary as 'those people' said."

The man almost lost his mind.

Fortunately, people's thinking is unfolding anytime and anywhere, and a little bit of random thinking will not affect his actions in the slightest.

He has walked in the dark for many years and assassinated many important people, so he is very familiar with dealing with this kind of nonsense.

He even thought in his heart that this kind of cranky thinking in a state of extreme tension would help him relax and fight with half the effort.

"No, she is definitely the Misty Girl, because it is rumored that the Misty Girl who fought in Zambia also brought the little white bear with her."

Rational analysis of men.

But the toes that were about to put down on the ground stopped suddenly.

He found that he seemed to have forgotten something.

"What about the little white bear, why didn't I seem to see it before?"

At the same moment, the man felt something was wrong in his heart.

Swish.

In a pile of debris not far from its feet, a small animal that had been hiding for a long time, with its head covered in dust and its face full of dust, suddenly rushed out.

This little guy was flying around at lightning speed, while making a milky sound.

"The dragon roars."

"Ah!"

puff!
The little one opened his bear's mouth, which was young and tender, but had enough sharp teeth.

Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he bit the back of the man's calf with lightning speed.

Blood splashed.

The wound is definitely more terrifying than the little guy's size, which shows how sharp his teeth are.

"what!"

The black man screamed in shock and pain.

"Maomao is beautifully dry."

At the same time, at the other end of the house on the opposite corner, the Linglong figure who had been approaching on tiptoe just now, praised the little guy, and then suddenly became angry.

(End of this chapter)