Two-dimensional Wanderer

An Naiwu was really responsible for the killing, and it has always been him, and it has never changed.

They are still young and have a chance to start over, and they shouldn't have too much blood on their hands.

Unlike himself, he was already an evil ghost who should go to the eighteenth hell.

But now, the evil ghost is still in the world, and the children are leaving before him.

"what!!!!!"

Desperate people roar in despair.

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Chapter 69 Bullet to Bullet

Despair is called despair because there is absolutely no hope in sight.

It is even more foolish to fight bullets with flesh and blood.

The fate of An Naiwu is the best portrayal.

Although the old man tried his best, broke out with unprecedented speed, and was full of courage to move forward, he was still defeated mercilessly.

In this world, success is not the result of hard work.

The bullet hit the old man and splattered blood. He desperately moved forward, but the impact of the huge kinetic energy easily defeated him.

Damn, just a little bit!

The old man lay on the ground with a little regret.

It's a pity that you can't avenge the children.

"Old guy, like a mad dog, who are you frightening?" A muddy boot stepped on his face, and then a stench of spit came over, and the strong man said cursingly, "Damn, it's all of you. The guy messed up and let the target of the bounty run away, do you know how much their heads are worth, even if they sell you, they can't afford it!"

He said, kicking the old man fiercely, ignoring the other's already bruised body, and trying to destroy the other party as much as possible.

After all, as a winner, he has that right.

I never imagined that I would be humiliated by such a person before dying.

Instead of showing pain on the old man's face, he grinned.

This is probably my retribution for killing countless people!

The gunfire stopped behind him, and Yingluo's footsteps stopped together.

"Sister Yingluo, you...?" With Ba's support, Jianxin dragged his injured leg and walked with difficulty. Seeing Yingluo stop, he couldn't help asking curiously.

"Sorry, I can only come here with you!" Yingluo handed Xiaoxun in his arms to Ba, and said, "As expected, I still can't leave them behind."

Although it was only a short time together, most of the time they were enemies and not friends.But sometimes, a friend is enough to remember for a lifetime with just a few words.

"But your injury..." Jian Xin said anxiously: "You go back now, but you will die in vain!"

"Send death, you're probably right." Yingluo nodded: "But as a swordsman, willing to die is romantic!"

She smiled and took the sword in Kenshin's hand.

"I borrow your sword and use it, and I will return it to you in the future... If there is still a chance." Yingluo pointed to the distance and said, "Going down this road, you can go out of the mountain. Once you get out of the mountain, you will be in all directions. , you and Ba can hide anywhere. For the rest of your life, whether to live a peaceful and stable life, or continue to pick up the sword and carry out your reform career, it is up to you to decide. But the only thing I ask of you is When you have time, go back and see Bigu, although he looks young, he is actually almost forty, and when you get older, you will be afraid of loneliness..."

"Why...why do you want to go back? Wouldn't it be better to go together? If you want revenge, I'll accompany you when your injury is healed!" Jian Xin held onto Ying Luo's wrist tightly, but tears kept streaming down her face.

Because he knew that he couldn't keep Yingluo.

From childhood to adulthood, the decisions made by the other party have never changed.

Sure enough, Yingluo broke his hand, stepped forward to help him wipe away his tears, and said with a smile: "Fool, you are already married, how can you cry like a child, Baku will laugh at you. Yes!"

And won't!

Ba shook her head desperately, but couldn't speak, because she was crying too.

You have already escaped, why do you want to enter the tiger's den again?

"Because I can't watch An Naiwu die, as long as there is a chance of survival, I have to give it a shot!"

"Because I'm not willing to lose to firearms, I want to prove that swords are not weaker than bullets!"

"Because I can't escape, as long as I have it once, there will be a second time!"

Yingluo finished speaking plausibly, but suddenly smiled.

"Haha, these scenes are really touching!"

She was serious again.

"Because I wanted to do it, I did it!"

The reasons do not need to be many or great, as long as there are, it is enough.

She is Yingluo, which represents the answer!

"Then I'll be with you!" Jian Xin also said fiercely.

"Don't be stupid, you are different from me!" Yingluo rejected him and put his hand in Ba's hand: "You are already a rich man, how can you live better than die? Going down is what you should do. Unlike me, I have no worries, I am alone!"

Jianxin wanted to say more, but was pushed by Yingluo.

"Let's go with Ba, don't look back!"

But she stepped back.

Also a dead end!

But she was surprisingly calm.

At least [-] heads must be cut off, so that the road to Huangquan will not be lonely.

Haha, it feels good to die gladly!

The gunmen were surprised to find that one of the targets ran back out of nowhere, and to their surprise, the woman became even more terrifying.

The rifled gun was like a toy in her eyes. The bullets it fired had no threat to her, and it couldn't even penetrate three feet around her. It was cut down by a sharp blade, just like a dream.

Man, can you really be this powerful?

The answer is the oncoming, incomparably shining sword light.

Feitian Yujianliu was never used to cut bullets.

Beheading is what it was designed for!

The snow began to fall slowly again, and the wind gradually became stronger. The long-haired swordsman moved around the crowd with unparalleled speed, bringing with him a bunch of blood. If there is an enemy, she also wants her own. Sprinkled on the ground, splashed on the tree, there is a trace of poignant beauty in the blood, exuding the taste of madness.

"Hahaha, it's really fun!" Yingluo laughed while killing: "Is it such a wonderful feeling to kill without any scruples? Thanks to you, I probably understand the mood of those murderers!"

This is her first time killing someone recklessly.

No mercy, no need to consider right or wrong, the only thing you think about is how to kill more people before you die!

Yes, whether it was her injury or the hand-cranked machine gun that was busy reloading, they were all lethal factors.

But all this was left behind by her.

I'm going to die, what are you thinking about?

"Da da da..." Gatlin pouted again, sweeping a trace on the snow and attacking Yingluo.

She narrowed her eyes and seemed to be able to see the vague trajectory of the bullet, but it flashed past, unable to catch it.

Still, it's a little bit worse!

She sighed inwardly, and then ran.

If you can't resist, then dodge.

She ran horizontally quickly, and the bullets followed her footsteps, all of which landed on the ground behind her, bouncing a large handful of dirt, and even splashed onto her back.

But, it's a little bit worse!

In terms of speed, I am not weaker than others.

Even in the face of bullets, I can still maintain this pride!

Ying Luo ran out of a big arc, and unexpectedly circled back to the vicinity where the gunmen gathered. Then, without hesitation, he raised the knife and dropped a few bloody heads.

"Damn it, damn it! All of you, dodge behind me!" The strong man cursed while speaking. Although it was a simple order, it was surprisingly effective.

No matter how Yingluo circled around, he couldn't get behind the strong man. If that were to happen, why not kill him with one knife?

Therefore, the current situation is that the strong man is firing a gun, and Yingluo, who is chased by bullets, is running around.

But one is the power of human beings and the other is the power of machinery, and they are completely different.

What's more, Yingluo was injured.

very serious injury.

The limit of the body, the limit of the spirit, the limit of the speed... Until now, she has already surpassed countless limits!

The opponent is just shaking the handle and pressing the trigger.

Sad?

Of course sad!

Yingluo roared: "But more is unwilling!"

The samurai is gone?Is swordsmanship useless?

Even if everyone in the world said that, I would never believe it!

What I love, the things that I have paid for with sweat and blood are not worthless garbage!

"That's right... that's right!" The old man, who was lying on the ground and thought he was dead, responded suddenly... and then kicked the Gatling gun's bracket.

Because of the serious injury and weak strength, he didn't kick down, but caused a sway.

Is it a pity?

No!

Due to the shaking, the bullet's line changed. Although it was only for a brief moment, Yingluo accurately grasped this point.

Compared with monotonous machines, the advantage of human beings is that they can adapt to changes!

"Thank you, old man!"