Chapter 224
"Captain..."
After waking up from the nightmare, Vera's mental state has not been very stable.
Tears are like a flood that bursts a bank, and they can't stop flowing outward.
Uncontrollable sadness.
Even after Hugo died, it was never so strong.
The girl knows that her current condition is very abnormal, but the human mind and body are inherently integrated. The bad emotional state makes her just want to hug the closest person and cry out loud. .
The way Aiden saw her, browse tightly knit.
Sean handed the tissue to Vera, said in deadly earnest, "Miss Vera, the original situation is that you should be dragged into an unknown world by the evil forces entrenched in Heiguo Town.
p>But Captain and I forcibly intervened and detained you in the real world..."
While wiping tears, the girl cried and said, "Speaking of people."
"Uh... out of concerns about the observer effect, I originally didn't want to say so much.
But the other you, when you heard the call, were already dragged into that world , If you don’t want to get in and find her, your fate..."
Vera interrupted, "It will be the same as the madman outside."
Sean shrugged helplessly. Shoulder, the answer is self-evident.
As they speak.
A rustling footstep suddenly sounded outside the door.
Several black shadows flicked across the window.
The sound of the gun being loaded is exceptionally crisp.
The conversation between Vera and Sean came to an abrupt end here.
The latter held the pistol tightly and said, "Captain, what should I do?"
Cole did not answer, took out the Vandal Shotgun and pointed it at the door.
Loading.
Boom——
The roar of the shotgun was deafening in the silent night.
The wooden door was bombarded with a large hole by the scattered projectiles.
The mob hiding behind, trying to break in, screamed, his chest was completely shattered and fell into a pool of blood.
Afterwards.
The chaotic footsteps and anger suddenly sounded.
"Fuck, kill them for me!"
da da da ——
The gunmen outside the room stood in a row.
The muzzle of the submachine gun is dazzling with fire in the dark night.
Ayden hurriedly overwhelmed Vera and Sean and lay on the ground.
The roaring bullet hit the room.
The walls are densely covered with bullet holes, the porcelain is broken, brick powder and wall dust are flying all over the sky.
To be completely suppressed.
Like a stray dog lying on the ground.
Even though the sad emotions made Vera cry, but since becoming a member of Black Snake Battallion, this young girl has vowed that as long as she is still alive, she will not be because of her enemies. Fear, even a drop of tears.
Perhaps, under Cole.
Perhaps.
The uncontrollable rage and violence are the real self who lives in this delicate girl deep in one's heart.
Wedding tears.
He gritted his teeth fiercely, and pulled out the one-handed crossbow from the belt around his waist. Because of the force, the joints turned white, and he said angrily, "Is it he... I should have looked for it a long time ago. Grace wants a pistol!"
Sean, who is not very good at fighting and killing, heard the howling of bullets flying over his head, his expression tense, his face covered with cold sweat.
Threw his gun to Vera on the floor, holding his head and shouting, "Don't be impulsive!"
At the same time.
Cole, standing at the door, bears the brunt of this long-planned shooting.
Three bullets instantly hit his chest and abdomen, without penetrating them, all stayed in them, rolled over, and wounded his internal organs and muscles.
Only talking about human beings.
Dark creatures, perhaps on the soul level, can easily kill a human being.
But at the physical level, there is nothing more efficient than humans’ own invention in the matter of killing flesh and blood.
Modern industry is just emerging.
The destructive power of thermal weapons is enough to turn an evenly matched battle into a unilateral crushing massacre.
If, today there are only a few ordinary demon-hunters and police detectives in this residence.
If there is no reminder of that strange black cat.
Infiltrated by a mob.
After the shooting, absolutely no one can survive in this house.
Unfortunately, what they met was Cole, a demon-hunter who would never die without breaking his head into a rotten watermelon, stepping on it, and then burying it in the soil.
Three bullets.
Although he had a very serious sense of blockage and pain on his actions, it was completely unable to produce any actual threat to him.
At most, eat five more bowls for breakfast.
I noticed that the firepower outside the door has weakened.
Stuck away behind the wall of temporary shelter.
ka-cha!
The saboteur shotgun is loaded again.
The roaring gunshots, overwhelming the roar of the submachine gun, the scattered projectiles smashed the wooden door, one of them faced each other, and three gunmen who were shooting the room fell to the ground.
ka-cha!
The saboteur shotgun was loaded for the third time.
The windbreaker was stained with blood, and the broken bullet holes made the blood flow unstoppable.
Cole kicked open the door of the residence, like an immortal god of murder, with a cold and ruthless face, he pulled the trigger.
The howling projectile penetrated the body of the mob trying to sneak attack him, and fiercely penetrated into the bodies of the last two gunmen not far away.
After humming.
The two fell to the ground.
The moment the submachine gun stopped, Vera, who had been lying on the ground, immediately got up, lowered his body and quickly touched it under the window sill.
Get up slightly.
His eyes happened to meet the mob squatting there.
"Grass..."
The mob shouted angrily, holding a dagger, ready to violently subdue the weak-looking young girl.
However.
What awaited him was a merciless bullet that flew out of the gun.
The blood soared behind his head.
The body fell heavily to the ground.
After knowing the situation outside, Vera squatted down again, turned around and said to Aiden, "Watch Sean, don't go out."
While speaking.
The gunshots kept outside the room.
The girl opened the window, turned over, lowered her body, and quickly looked for shelter.
On the other side.
Cole puts away the saboteur shotgun.
The bullets of the justice trial, one after another, hit the thug’s heart and head.
The blink of an eye.
This group of rateless assassins from unknown origin, bits and pieces that were cleaned up.
When did they meet Cole Walker, a terrifying guy with several shots in his body, who is still a lively dragon and animated tiger?
I yelled and ran away.
The other gunmen and thugs who were ambushing all around the house saw that the situation was far from good and ran away.
A young man who was pointed at with a gun by Cole and had nowhere to go, looked terrified and frantically pulled the trigger of a pistol that had been empty.
When there is no way to retreat, pull out the dagger, turn your head and run towards Vera.
Try to hijack her and seek a way out.
Cole rarely talks nonsense with the enemy, let alone keep them alive.
However.
This lucky hapless guy happened to be the eighth enemy under the gun of a justice trial.
Cole put down his gun.
Take out the magazine, lower your head, and press the bullets into it one by one, indifferently said, "Don't kill him, Vera."
"I know."
Enter the link of cold weapon fighting.
How could a street bastard be Vera Morgan, a demon-hunter opponent who has been trained by the system and can survive in the hands of transformed werewolves.
The girl has tears in her eyes, but her face is cold.
Stubbornly grabbed his knife-holding wrist, controlled his strength, slashed his throat with his palm, and then violently kicked it towards the crotch.
Only one face is required.
The young man's face became red, and he knelt on the ground and screamed like a pig.
"Ah——my**——"