Mountain people's sister flowers

Chapter 134 Yama and Soul Eater

"A mere hillbilly from a family in the mountains is worthy of fighting with Yi Shao? You really don't know how to live or die! Die!"

As Yi Wujiang's words fell, the man with the gun smiled coldly, and immediately snapped his index finger on the trigger.

"boom!"

Even if the pistol is equipped with a silencer, the sound of the bullet when it is fired is still deafening.

It was too late to say it, and then it was so fast, in the blink of an eye, the pupils of Ye Shanghan, who had already been ready to go, suddenly bulged, and he who should have been standing under the gun's eye flickered like a ghost.

It was also this flicker, the bullet that burst out from the hole of the gun had already passed by his ear at a terrifying speed invisible to the human eye, and shattered a wall lamp on the wall straightly.

The glass bulbs splashed in all directions, and the crisp sound plunged the huge private room into deathly silence for an instant.

Looking at the gun in his hand in disbelief, the man holding the gun just felt like his brain had froze. One must know that the hole of his gun was only half an inch away from Ye Shanghan's forehead. How could it be possible that he could miss the shot at such a distance?

Gradually, his hand holding the gun began to tremble, and his eyes were full of fear, as if Ye Shanghan standing in front of him was a devil from hell.

"Asshole, you can miss from such a short distance, you have shit in your head?"

After being dazed for a while, the furious Yi Wujiang immediately roared at the man with the gun: "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him..."

However, the man with the gun was still in a state of petrification, and his reaction was half a beat slower.

It was also the slowness of this half-beat, Ye Shanghan seized the opportunity, reached out and snatched the man's pistol suddenly, he punched the man's mouth and nose with his other hand, and at the same time he raised the gun and pointed it in Yi Wujiang's direction, then sneered: "Who died?"

Even though he can always show acting skills like a movie king in the face of pressure, however, the terrifying speed erupted just now when he dodged the bullet still made his nerves completely tense.No one knew that his flicker just now was the limit potential of his body!
The consumption of physical energy is second, and the consumption of mental energy is fatal.

At this moment, even though he deliberately wanted to suppress it, his whole body was still shaking uncontrollably, so that the hand holding the gun was shaking, and beads of sweat slid down his cheeks to his chin, and then shattered to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a scene that made Ye Shanghan even more nervous happened.

Being targeted by Ye Shanghan with his gun, Yi Wujiang was not only not afraid, but even showed a sinister smile.The next second, a dozen men in black lined up behind him suddenly pulled out their pistols in unison.

In this way, Yi Wujiang, who was already confident, became even more confident. With a somewhat sinister smile on his face, he said with a sneer:

"Ye Shanghan, your luck is really good. The sniper I sent can't kill you, the stones from Duanhunpo can't kill you, and my younger brother's gun can't kill you. However, one person is much easier to use after all. It will be exhausted. Obviously, your luck has come to an end! Of course you can kill me, but you will also be shot to death! Hahaha..."

"Yi Shao, how can a big man like you, who is famous, powerful, and standing at the top of the pyramid, be willing to fight with a little peasant like me who has nothing?"

Facing more than a dozen black gun holes, Ye Shanghan's body trembled more instinctively, so much so that he stuttered when he spoke.

However, he still said in an extremely firm tone: "However, as the saying goes, barefoot people are not afraid of wearing shoes. Since you are willing to work hard, then I will accompany you!"

As soon as the words came out, Ye Shanghan suddenly pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"boom!"

The bullets were fired, and the gunshots were piercing.

Yi Wujiang's eyebrows slapped, and blood mixed with his brain spurted out, which was indescribably terrifying.

At the same time, Ye Shanghan, who had already planned to retreat, rolled on the ground like a nimble monkey spirit, and quickly rushed towards the dozen or so men in black who were lined up.

No one would have thought that Ye Shanghan would shoot brazenly when he was at an absolute disadvantage. For a moment, the audience was dumbfounded. When Ye Shanghan appeared at the feet of everyone like a rolling lazy donkey, these people finally reacted.

However, the scene was really chaotic, Ye Shanghan shuttled among the crowd, his figure was unpredictable, everyone was afraid of accidentally hurting their companions, so they never dared to shoot, Ye Shanghan, who was already red-eyed, didn't care, raised his gun and fired indiscriminately.

In the blink of an eye, apart from Ye Shanghan and the maid curled up in the corner with her head in her arms, there was no one alive on the scene!
The gunfire stopped, and the private room, which was magnificent just a second ago, had already turned into a blood-stained hell, with dead bodies lying horizontally.

The coolly dressed maid didn't care about exposing her thighs or even more private places. She curled up in the corner with her head in her arms and kept crying, "No...no...don't kill me...don't kill me..."

Ye Shanghan only wanted to kill Yi Wujiang. After all, if Yi Wujiang was alive, he would stare at Ye Shanghan like a mad dog. Unless Ye Shanghan died, his assassination of Ye Shanghan would never stop.

As for Yi Wujiang's helpers, Ye Shanghan had to be killed, because if he didn't kill the other party, the other party would kill him.

Ye Shanghan was physically and mentally exhausted from the gun battle where his life was on the line just now, he glanced at the maid feebly, and then walked out slowly with heavy steps.

However, just as he walked to the door and was about to raise his hand to open it, instinctively, he suddenly felt a biting chill on his back.

A martial artist's perception is more acute than that of ordinary people, especially the prediction of danger.

The feeling of dying made Ye Shanghan dodge instinctively, however, accompanied by a piercing gunshot, he was still hit in the back, and the severe pain managed to prevent him from falling to the ground on the spot.

But he finally forced himself to hold on, because he knew that if he couldn't hold on, he would die.

While turning his head suddenly, he instinctively pulled the trigger in the direction of the maid.

"boom!"

There was a gunshot, and the maid was shot in the left chest. When Ye Shanghan looked back at her, her expression was frozen, but she stood up at some point and still kept aiming at Ye Shanghan with both hands of the gun.

"cheap!"

Ye Shanghan was furious, and while swearing fiercely, he raised his gun again and shot the maid several times.

The bloody maid leaned upright against the wall behind her due to the impact of the bullet, and did not fall down until she died.

"Don't fall... Ye Shanghan, you must not fall..."

Consciousness became more and more blurred, and Ye Shanghan only felt that his eyelids were getting heavier, as if he was about to fall down at any moment.

However, although Yi Wujiang is dead, this is the Red Rose Bar after all, the old lair of the Nangonghui, surrounded by wolves, Ye Shanghan dare not imagine what will be waiting for him if he really falls down.

So, dragging his heavy steps, he hurried out.

To his secret relief, the corridor was still empty because the bar was closed during the day.

Wearing a peaked cap, he walked slowly without fear of the cameras in the corridor.

At the end of the corridor, in the darkness where the sun can't find it, a man in a neat suit is staring at Ye Shanghan, like a hungry wolf ready to go out in the darkness.

If Qian Duoduo was present, he would have cried out in surprise, because this man in a neat suit is the real Yi Wujiang, and the one killed by Ye Shanghan is clearly a trivial substitute.

Seeing the heavy-footed Ye Shanghan walking towards him step by step, Yi Wujiang couldn't help showing a cruel sneer on his face. While gently reaching for the pistol in his pocket, he was secretly proud of himself: "Ye Wujiang Typhoid fever, you should go see King Yama."

Ye Shanghan's back was bleeding from the gunshot wound. He walked all the way, and the blood flowed all the way. In addition, the fierce battle just now made him exhausted and exhausted. If it weren't for the energy provided by the heart of the earth, he might have already fainted .

His vision became more and more blurred, and finally, his eyes with heavy eyelids went dark, and then he fell down powerlessly.

This time, Yi Wujiang didn't hold back any more, walked out of the darkness, and then raised his feet and slowly approached Ye Shanghan.

His footsteps echoed in the narrow and empty corridor, like a ghost.

However, before he got close to Ye Shanghan, another figure appeared at the end of the corridor behind Ye Shanghan.

He was dressed in a blood-red classical cheongsam, a pair of exquisite embroidered shoes, long flowing hair, a charming face, and a silver pistol that was always pointed in Yi Wujiang's direction.

Seeing someone coming, Yi Wujiang suddenly stopped approaching Ye Shanghan, and with a flash of killing intent in his eyes, he said coldly: "Zuozhirou, it's you!"

"it's me!"

Turning her fingers around and parting her red lips lightly, she was indescribably touching, but her tone was unusually cold: "Yi Wujiang, please get out of here."

Frowning deeply, Yi Wujiang said in a light tone, "What if I say no?"

As soon as the words fell, there was no movement in his hand, a pitch-black pistol had appeared in his hand, and it was also aimed at the direction of the soft fingers.

"You can try!"

Ruo Zhirou's pretty face could not be concealed with absolute determination, an attitude of resignation to death.

Inexplicably, Yi Wujiang felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. After all, he knew Ruozhirou, and Ruozhirou also knew him. If there is such a head-on confrontation, there is only one result, and that is to die together.

Staring fixedly at Zhirou, he said: "As expected of the top killer trained by Yan Luodian, you have such a temper! However, if your boss knows that you are an enemy of our Soul Eater Hall because of a mere hillbilly, I'm afraid you will be furious." ?”

"You're wrong, it's not that I want to protect Ye Typhoid, but our boss ordered me to do so."

Ruo Zhirou didn't take half a step back, and said in an unusually firm tone: "But you, who are so blatantly dealing with the people in our Yan Luo Palace, are you not afraid of Mr. Soul Eater's anger? Yan Luo and Soul Eater have never violated the river. You can bear the responsibility of starting a war because of this?"

"How could Ye Shanghan be a member of Yan Luodian?"

A look of surprise flashed in Yi Wujiang's eyes. After thinking for a while, he said in an unwilling tone: "Turn your fingers around, I will report this matter to our boss truthfully. If you tell half a lie, I'm afraid you will be punished." To the crazy pursuit of the two families!"

Ruo Zhirou said in a firmer tone: "Then ask me for someone after you finish your report, get out!"

"Humph!"

Seeing that Ruo Zhirou never showed any flaws, Yi Wujiang was helpless, gritted his teeth, he could only back away reluctantly, and then disappeared at the corner of the corridor.

While slowly retracting the gun, Ruo Zhirou's forehead was covered with fine cold sweat.

Looking at Ye Shanghan who was unconscious on the ground, she smiled bitterly and said to herself: "Am I stupid? Why did I go this far for him?"

(End of this chapter)