Chapter 180

However, he is only an eighth level power, no matter how fast he can't run the eyes that have reached the twelfth level.

When he was about to be caught up, Xu Qi turned around again and fired a shot at Mou Hui, but the bullet of this shot seemed to miss and shoot straight in the snow.

Mou Hui's heart stagnated. Inexplicably, she felt that she wanted to stop.

It was too late for him to think of this idea. The bullet didn't know how to rebound. It came out of the snow and hit his leg.

The center of gravity shifted all of a sudden. Mou Hui forced himself to stand straight and tied his wound tightly without looking to prevent excessive blood loss.

The strength of his legs rose violently, and he rushed to the front of Xu Qi in the blink of an eye.

Xu Qi subconsciously raised the gun to block, but he didn't want to hear a "click". The gun was directly broken in half by Mou Hui.

Is he a power power? In his heart, Xu Qi threw the destroyed gun to the ground, took out the pistol pinned on his waist, insured it at a very fast speed, and fired a shot at Mou Hui again.

Unexpectedly, Mou Hui directly raised his arm to block his eyes. When the bullet touched his arm, it made a "buzzing" sound of metal collision, flattened the black cartridge case and fell silently in the snow.

Mou Hui's hand, harder than iron, grabbed Xu Qi's neck and hit his head against the wall next to him.

The wall was hit with a shallow concave, and Xu Qi's face suddenly became flesh and blood blurred.

"Self strengthening system?" his head hung weakly and groaned weakly. "It's a rare ability."

"Why do you want to kill that child?" she pinched Xu Qi's neck and asked coldly.

"That child?" Xu Qi seemed to smile. "He is our man. We decide whether to die or live."

As soon as the voice fell, Mou Hui looked at Xu Qi's eyes with hatred. He tried hard to break Xu Qi's neck, but suddenly realized an extremely dangerous feeling.

Leaving aside Xu Ji, he subconsciously flashed back a few steps.

The cold hairs all over stood up at this moment. Mou Hui stared at the man quietly appearing on his left side, and even perceived a fear from the bottom of his heart.

The man is wearing a pure black windbreaker with pale, almost transparent skin and no blood color.

The dark eyes are more profound and calm.

He held a man wrapped in a cloak in his arms. It seemed that the petite and slender figure should be a woman.

Xu Qi, who was thrown away, covered his frozen wound, stood up shaking and said with a smile, "if you don't kill ye Wuchen, how can you lead you here?"

entice one 's opponents to leave their vantage ground!

Mou Hui opened his eyes fiercely, turned around and prepared to return to Yu Ruoshui, but he didn't want his body to be locked by something. He couldn't move at all.

The surrounding air seemed to have an extremely strange twist under the naked eye, and then his body seemed to be twisted together.

In the heart a burst of panic, Mou Hui subconsciously hardened his whole body with power, and tried his best to escape from this distorted range.

But even so, his injured leg was still twisted into blood foam and crushed in the snow.

The blood is soaked with pure snowflakes, which only makes people feel dazzling.

"You don't have to hurry back. We don't want to hurt Ruoshui." noting the disadvantage of Mou Hui, Xu Qi mocked weakly against the wall, and the smile on his bloody face became more and more strange, "at least not now."

Now if they move Yu Ruoshui, they will completely annoy Yu jueying. Under the pressure of the highest leader in the south, even Qin Feng, who handed over the city, can't resist.

Mou Hui clenched his teeth, knelt down in the snow, breathed heavily, stared at ink and Xu Qi's eyes, vigilant and murderous.

Unexpectedly, Mou Hui could escape from his locking range. Mo Wen habitually smiled and aimed at him to release his power again.

It seemed that he had no possibility to escape. Mou Hui hardened his whole body and rushed up at the ink from the front, as if he was going to burn jade and stone.

Unfortunately, when he was one meter away from Mo Wen, his body had been disconnected from his brain, bursting out pieces of flesh and blood like fireworks.

Mo Wen likes killing people, but he is not interested in torturing people. Unless it is a special case, he usually kills with one blow.

This is completely different from drunken night. Drunken night prefers to torture people. Most of his people's lives are forced to die when they are tortured. Sometimes drunk without night, there is no intention to kill, but it can torture people to death.

Therefore, at this time, blocked by ink, there is no doubt that Mohui will die.

He subconsciously closed his eyelids, but in the outside world that his eyes finally touched, he saw Yu Lan's expressionless face.

Sue elegy.

The name suddenly came out of his mind, which aroused his dusty memory and reminded him of the woman who was embarrassed but still smiling and confident in the sultry rain forest.

"Brothers, I've come to save you."

The sound of Qingyue is more pleasant than the sound of birds, just like the cool breeze in midsummer.

Mou Hui stared at Yu Lan before he died, which made Mo Wen a little unhappy. He slightly covered Yu Lan's eyes and crushed the only head with one foot.

He raised his feet and wiped the blood stains on the soles of his feet with the snow. Then he turned back the same way.

"Boss..."

Soon he found himself left here. Xu Qi covered his head with a bloody wound and gave a faint wry smile.

Knowing that he could not stay here for a long time, he held the wall and went into an alley, staggering forward step by step.

There was no sound in the snow. I could hear the cry of a baby in the distance, but it was more and more quiet here.

Seeing everything, Changli raised his head from the eaves, and his eyes were completely red.

The dead man lying in the snow was a comrade in arms who had fought side by side with him.

Just then he saw Yu Ruoshui coming here quickly. He lowered his head and hid himself again.

Aware of the wrong, Yu Ruoshui rushed over at full speed, but she was still a step late. She looked at the corpse of the prototype, and her expression became a little ferocious.

Without going up to collect the body for Mou Hui, she seemed to suddenly think of something and ran towards her hotel again.

From beginning to end, she didn't even show any sadness, only the anger after her self-confidence was frustrated.

His head poked out from the eaves again. Changli looked a little cold. He felt cold about Ruoshui's attitude.

Mou Hui's loyalty is clear to him. Would he regret if he knew that he only changed to such a dead ending without a whole body after his death?

"Don't different ways conspire against each other?" Chang Li smiled at himself and jumped into the snow to pick up the body of Mou Hui one by one.

"The way to TM is different and do not conspire."