Monarch of Evernight

The woman in black smiled: "Of course, I'm only responsible for sending you to the place. Now I'm going back to the casino. ”

He nodded a thousand nights and pushed his hand open the door. The bolts clearly lacked lubrication and made a squeaky thrill, adding a little surprise to the evening. Instead of walking into the door, he suddenly turned his back, grabbed a woman in black and pushed her into the door.

Boom!

A dull gun with obvious silencing effect sounded, a woman in black screamed, blood blooming on her thighs. The sharp scream was then bitten into her teeth, and the tumbling sound of falling and crashing came from the darkness until it stopped against the wall.

Standing still for a thousand nights reveals a sneer.

Between his grips, the force penetrated, directly crushing the defense of the woman in black. However, all along the way, there were only two or three levels of women, and they actually had six levels of strength. No wonder they were torn apart from the Force Defense. After one shot, there was still room to hide.

Meanwhile, the shooter behind the door shouted, “Shit! ”

Next, for a long time, there was dead silence inside and outside the door.

Still hidden in the gap between the doors, one eye twitched in the darkness of the five fingers, obviously the shooter couldn't hold it together to the door, wanted to see if anyone was still out there.

Dark vision of a thousand nights, taking every sneaky move of the shooter, and sighing silently in his heart, is a foolish thing to do.

The change in front of him didn't scare him for a thousand nights, but it surprised him that the people who waited here to ambush him were not on stage.

The shooter just stretched his head and the mouth of the black hole reached his face.

The shooter was pinpointed with peanuts at night and did not speak, but looked at him quietly. The shooter's face changed and he dared not move slightly, let alone make a slight noise. Just for a moment, the beans rolled down from his forehead.

Deep in the hall, too, people couldn't wait to hear two gentle whistles.

The peanut in the right hand of the thousand nights was still facing the shooter's face, while the left hand pulled out another peanut and lightning shot at the sound, yet his second shot moved the muzzle, about thirty degrees away.

“Boom," a heavy object fell from the air. In the dark vision of a thousand nights, a middle-aged man fell from an altitude of about three metres and landed, with a blood hole in the heart of his chest.

It turns out that it was a specially skilled killer, and the first shot was just a sound refraction. Unfortunately, the thousands of nights of shooting were much faster than ordinary people. Instead of succeeding in seducing the killer, the slight movement of the force gun revealed his true location.

His right hand suddenly took off, and he hit the shooter's head with a handlebar, knocking him to death. Then, without going backwards for a thousand nights, he slipped out the door, climbed to the second floor and fell silently through the window.

A man with a bare upper body and muscles all over his body is facing the wall, pointing his gun at the stairwell, waiting for the person below to rush up. And the other, a brightly dressed middle-aged man, held a knife in his hand and stood quietly, leaving little breath. He gives the impression like a poisonous scorpion in the desert, if he doesn't move, a blow will kill him.

Leaping into the window at night, raising your hand is a shot. The strong man guarding the stairwell screamed and was shot in the back, rolling straight down the stairs. A thousand nights later, he pulled out a knife and jumped at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man laughed and walked for a thousand nights. The two men then fought in this small space. The middle-aged man has reached the seventh level and is a very skilled swordsman.

Just look at the short knife in his hand. Every spike is trembling, and apparently the middle-aged man's force is heavier than Standard Seven. If you accidentally take a knife, you will be amplified by this high-frequency vibration, which is an extremely powerful assassination technique.

Thousand nights didn't want to fight him for long, he couldn't avoid stabbing the short knife. He just raised his hand over the other arm, weakened the stabbing force by half, and then stabbed the middle aged man with his opposite hand.

The middle-aged man pushed hard on his hand and sent the blade to his abdomen a thousand nights deeper. He is also experienced and hot. He can see that he wants to use the injury-swap method for thousands of nights. He wants to push the boat and puncture the opponent before dodging. Even if the injuries were to be exchanged between the two sides, his injuries would be much lighter if he was inevitably underpowered after a severe abdominal trauma.

However, once the blade had penetrated the abdomen of a thousand nights, the middle-aged man felt as if he had penetrated a dense trunk, and it was difficult to go any deeper. He was shocked and was about to retreat, and the knife of the thousand nights had fallen into his stomach.

As soon as the blade came in, the middle-aged man felt that all the serum forces of his body were pouring into the blade and then spilling out of the body, as if the blade was a bottomless black hole, sucking away all the power in the body.

He shouted, “Blood blade! You're a vampire!”

A middle-aged man stretched his hand around his neck for a thousand nights, blocking all the shouting back, and all he was using was the deep red teeth he'd gotten from Zaren. Holding the knife handle tight for a while, it is estimated that half of the middle-aged man's blood has been drawn before the short knife was drawn.

Middle-aged men suddenly missed their airbags, and they settled on the ground.

After a thousand nights of walking up and down the small building, no other enemies were found, which brought us back to the lobby on the first floor.

The woman in black had actually moved herself aside and sat against the wall. She had an extra fine dagger, only the size of her palm, and sliced off her long skirt to tighten the wound on her thigh.

This was a wound caused by a force gun, and she was severely injured when she was struck by a thousand nights of force defense. Fortunately, the shooter was going to catch her alive, targeting her in the thigh, otherwise if he hit her hard, the gun would have killed her directly.

By the time the woman in black tied the wound up, she was already sweating. She was struggling to stand up, her movements suddenly stalled, and she had thousands of night boots in her sight.

She took out a first-aid pill and swayed it in front of her before throwing it away.

As soon as the woman in black grabbed the medicine, she stabbed it in her arm and pushed it all in. This first aid has both an anaesthetic and painkiller effect, and her face looks much better in a moment.

Kneeling down in front of her for a thousand nights, she raised her chin with her dark red teeth and asked, "Where is the man I want to see? ”

The woman in black smiled and said, "Give it up. If you've heard the name of Ghostbusters, you should know that no one can fight us. Maybe you can leave now and hide so we can't find you. That might give us a few more years to live. ”

A thousand nights smiling, the blade looked forward a little, had broken a little greasy and fair skin, repeating what I had just said: “Where is the man I want to see? ”

Her eyes moved with the blade in her hand for a thousand nights, and when the blade patted on her cheek and drew a drop of blood beads, she could not help but scream: “In the basement! ”

“Right here in the basement?” It was a little surprising to see a woman in black nodding her head at a difficult time. Although this has started badly, progress seems to be going smoothly.

He patted the face of the woman in black with a blade and said, "Take me there. ”

The woman in black bites her teeth off, struggles to get up and walks backwards limping. The entrance to the basement was in the storage room, and when she opened the entrance, she bit her teeth and jumped directly. Despite the analgesic effect of the first aid, this shook the wound and left her feeling dark.

The thousand nights jumped and grabbed her.

From here onwards, it was no longer pitch black and maintained a bright enough light. The tunnel in front of it was not long, and at the end of it was a basement, presumably a cellar, now converted into a dungeon.

A man in the cell, who looked over forty years old, passed through a steel nail in each wrist and was nailed to the wall of the cell. His body was covered with scars, apparently tortured and dying.

Looking at the man in the cell at night, he frowned and said, "Wake him up! ”

The woman in black opened the simple iron railing door and found a pile of junk next to her to fill him with medicine.

A moment later, the man finally woke up, and as soon as he saw the woman in black, he shook his whole body and shouted, “I said everything! Something else, I don't know! I'm only responsible for the shipment, I don't even know who the shipper is! ”

Thousand nights sighed and interjected: “Did you really say anything? ”

The man was not very conscious and panicked: "Indeed! You'll find the courier the way I told you! Besides, didn't you guys already find someone to pick me up? ”

Thousand nights turned cold, turned to the woman in black, asked: "Shipper refers to me, then who is the person who receives him? This guy's an intermediary? ”

The woman in black was pale and quickly said an address, "There were more than a dozen people there, but half died in battle when we raided. The other half has been sent to our regional headquarters in Yuecheng, and now they may have been disposed of and sent out of the mainland. ”

I squinted my eyes for a thousand nights and noticed something was wrong in front of me.

In the information he had received, the recipient was said to be a warlord of Zhao Valve, but he did not know who it was, and that battle would obviously not come out to pick up the goods himself, so all he had to do was find an agent according to the method and hand over the Core Jade Book.

But the ghost rope is on Zhao's territory, touching off one or two people is also possible, a battle of at least dozens of people is not so easy to cover up. And after a thousand nights of fighting with these haunted members, it can only be said that their fighting might be superior to that of members of the average urban gang, which is far too far from being compared to the ethnic private army or even the elite regiment.

“Who are those people? ”

The woman in black laughed bitterly: “We ghost cords are also hired, and the client demanded that both parties to the connector be arrested and sent to a designated location. I don't know anything else. At least at my level, I have no idea. ”

When he heard the conversation with the woman in black, the man crucified on the wall suddenly got excited and yelled, “You… are you here to save me? Did Lord Lin send you? I'm Ma Zhong, why don't you put me down! ”