From ancient times to the present: The disabled boss was hugged by the empress and princess

Shen Ligang shook his head to drive away the dizziness and wanted to take off the gas masks from their faces.

The jagged footsteps were approaching her, and the sound of gunshots being fired at her.

She picked up the killer's gun and ducked behind a wall pillar.

Fierce gunshots resounded in the room. Shen Li fired a few shots and then retracted. He took the opportunity to take a look. All the remaining dozen people came over.

Half of them were shooting at her, and the other half were rescuing their wounded teammates.

Beep twice.

Two miniature bombs rolled over at Shen Li's feet.

Shen Li immediately jumped to avoid it, and the bomb directly shattered the wall pillar she was leaning on.

Shen Li's expression tightened, and she continued to fly to find new bunkers to deal with them, but she was alone and ultimately couldn't resist a dozen people shooting at her at the same time.

In the flash of lightning, Shen Li's left arm was hit by a random gun. She was only wearing short sleeves, and blood instantly covered her entire arm.

Two words came out coldly from his lips: "Damn."

He kept running to avoid bullets, his physical strength was exhausted very quickly, and he was even injured.

And those people became more and more ruthless, and kept throwing small bombs at her.

Shen Li leaned against the wall, his chest heaving, breathing rapidly, and the poisonous gas was inhaled into his body through the towel.

The footsteps that followed were getting closer and closer to the wall where she was hiding, and she suddenly threw away the empty gun.

He tightened his grip on Chi Yuan, his eyes revealing a ferocious murderous aura.

"I didn't want to kill anyone, but you forced me to do so."

Her body was like electricity, her movements were fast, she jumped like flying, and she ran behind the killers in a few ups and downs, just like a glimpse of light, just in the blink of an eye.

If Wu Qing were present, I'm afraid it would be said that the hero's Lingbo Weibu reappears in the world.

Shen Li's figure was so fast that the killers couldn't even find her afterimage. Just when they were about to shoot her, she had already swept far away, shuttling between the people like lightning.

Moving instantaneously, like a ghost.

The silver light in Chiyuan flashed, filled with murderous intent for the first time in this life, and the sword wind carried a bloodthirsty cold light.

One step at a time, one move at a time to seal the throat.

In just a few dozen seconds, the building, filled with gunshots, suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

puff, puff...

There was the sound of more than a dozen people falling to the ground one after another.

The method of death is uniform, with the throat cut.

The tip of Chi Yuan's sword was still dripping with blood, and on the pure white floor where it fell, bloody plum blossoms bloomed.

Shen Li looked at the corpses with cold eyes, feeling cold.

"It's just up to you. One hand is enough for me. Sure enough, a sword is more suitable for me."

The next second, she suddenly found that her vision was blurred, and a more severe dizziness hit her again.

Her body suddenly went limp and she was about to fall down. She stuck her sword on the floor, knelt on one knee, and propped herself up.

There is warm liquid flowing out of the nose, accompanied by the smell of blood.

The nosebleed seeped into the towel and dripped. She raised her injured arm to hold it down, but there was still no sign of stopping.

There was movement in the quiet air, and the few people who were injured but not dead in the first wave began to move again.

Shen Li's eyes flashed, and she stood up and continued to deal with them.

There was a sudden crashing sound outside the window, interrupting her movements.

Special police and armed police wearing gas masks broke through the window and entered in large numbers, but she still saw Mo Yunzhuo at a glance.

Mo Yunzhuo shot and killed the remaining people and ran towards her.

"Yunzuo..."

Shen Li shouted softly, and suddenly found that she could no longer make a sound.

She couldn't see, hear, couldn't speak, her five senses were disappearing, and her body could no longer hold up and fell to the ground.

Mo Yunzhuo rushed over, took off the gas mask and put it on her face.

"Little Lier..."

Shen Li couldn't hear, she could only understand the shape of his lips, he was calling her.

She used her remaining strength to grab his hand that was about to put the mask on her.

Try to squeeze out a few words.

"I bought you milk tea, but I haven't drunk it yet..."

She wasn't sure if she made a sound. Anyway, after saying these words, she completely lost all consciousness and fainted in Mo Yunchu's arms.

"Xiao Li'er, Shen Li."

Mo Yunzhuo shouted twice anxiously, but Shen Li had no response, so he immediately picked her up.

Finding that Chi Yuan was still tightly held by Shen Li and unable to pull it out, he put the scabbard on the sword, hugged it together, and hurried to the ambulance downstairs.

Qin Huai led people to the scene of the incident. The originally good one-story building was now in dilapidated condition. The air was filled with the strong smell of post-war smoke, bullet casings were everywhere, and there was dazzling blood.

There was not a single intact wall or an undamaged table, which showed how intense the situation just now was.

"Captain, this, this is too scary..."

In a peaceful society, there are still people who dare to kill people like this.

Qin Huai's eyes were filled with shock as he looked at the killers whose throats were sealed with a sword and stared with dead eyes.

Is she really a goddess?

Taking a deep breath, he issued the order: "Check if there are any survivors and seal off the scene."

"Yes."