The sound of the guns stopped, and there was silence all around. No one made a sound. It seemed to be still as if everything on the earth had fallen into silence. It was frozen, except for the sound of the stormy waves under the cliff.

Eleven-one white figure stood in the center, and all the men still kept the attitude of standing and holding the gun. No one moved. Mo Ye saw her unharmed and relieved, but then his face changed greatly...

Eleven slowly raised her hand. Her fingers were full of bullets. Between ten fingers, there were more than twenty bullets. There were no missing pieces in her hands. Dink looked at Eleven with horror.

If she had just injured Mo Boss, she could be interpreted as that Mo Bos disregarded her enemies, and she did not put her who seemed to be dying in her eyes, and she was unwittingly injured by her.

How could a person catch a bullet? One is already difficult, not to mention more than twenty, and it is replaced by someone else, even the boss of Mo, must have been injured in the situation just now.

This cannot be avoided.

No matter how fast, there is a limit, beyond this limit, that is... monster.

"Humph!" Eleven sneered. She is a person who rarely laughs. Even if she sneers, she is always expressionless. Only when they are with Ye Wei, they will be a little warm, no matter what kind of laugh. Rarely appeared on the eleven face.

But today, she was not the first time to sneer.

In such a smile, there is bitter sarcasm, deep contempt, and even her disdain, her arrogance, and her capital is clearly placed in front of your eyes.

Such a smile is heartbreaking.

Especially the men who shot the guns did not understand why the bullets all fell into her hands.

"Mo Ye, do you think that there is still a place in my world that can trap me?" Eleven shook his head, shaking his head slightly, so that the coldness of raising his hand and throwing his feet between the feet was more powerful than the boss of Mo.

"You..." Mo Ye found that her language was degenerating.

Eleven suddenly raised her hand, more than twenty bullets in her hand flew out, three of them shot at the boss, only to hear the screams of one after another, the bullet flew back to the black men, eleven shots, left After a little effort, they didn't take their lives. Most of the bullets hit their thighs, causing them to kneel on the ground and temporarily lose their fighting power.

She is a person of grievances and grievances. She killed the experts because they tortured her. Even if they were ordered to do so, she would not let it go, because the more than ten days in the dungeon are the most painful in her life. In the most desperate days, she did not kill them or vent her anger.

But these men are just bodyguards. She has killed countless people in this life, but she will not kill innocents indiscriminately. Whoever defeats her, who she kills, as for A, B, D, she has always ignored...

However, the boss of Mo is different.

She had three bullets shot at the boss of Mo, all of them shot to the point, as long as they were shot, they must die, and the shot was fast, fierce and ruthless.

Mo Ye flashed, two of them, one of them brushed his arm, pained fiercely, a blood stain immediately appeared on the clothes, blood flowed along the arm, flowing all the way to the back of the hand, slipped over the fingertips, and fell to the feet.

One drop, two drops...

Most of those men were also men with strong bones and clank. They could bear the pain. After screaming, there was no sound, but they sat on the side, covering the wound, and looked painful.

Mo Ye's expression grew calmer.

Claire sighed, and his voice was old for a moment. "Retribution, really retribution."

None of them can escape, and no one can escape. She has at least a conscience and will not take the lives of others, but he and Mo Bo, Claire knows, will not let them go on the 11th.

Especially Boss Mo, she looked at him with nothing but hate.

"So you really want to kill me." Mo Ye said in a deep voice, glancing at his injured arm, he asked slowly, "I want to ask something."

Eleven said nothing, and looked cold, Mo Ye knew she would not answer him, and continued to ask, "Did we know before?"

"Don't know!" Eleven Shen Sheng replied, her fists clenched suddenly. She regretted that she had known him. She rarely hated people in her life. The first person to hate was Mo Ye.

I can't wait to share the hatred with him.

Mo Ye seemed to want to ask again, but Eleven didn't allow it. There was only one impulse in her heart that killed the man. Heart moved freely, eleven palms attacked Mo Ye.

The boss of Mo also greeted him.

Eleventh this time, it was a real fight, no longer relying on his own speed to kill him, but a punch and a punch, fell hard, Mo Ye deeply felt that her tricks were extremely coercive.

Eleven and Ye Wei's skill, he has touched almost the same, he used two routines he is clear, eleven is good at melee melee, the speed of punching is very fierce. He had dealt with her before and could take advantage of it, but now, he can't take advantage of it at all.

He didn't even dare to punch hard, because just one time, she was so strong that she almost shattered his bones. Too fierce, he was shocked, and he knew he was no match for her.

"Why, aren't you tyrannical? What do you only do if you don't attack?" Eleven sneered. When he was wrong, he kicked **** his abdomen. This kick was very heavy, and Mo Ye bent to reduce the impact , I still feel that my abdomen is burning like fire, and the pain is endless.

He hadn't had time to respond yet. Eleven's fist arrived again, hitting his back with a fist. She used force, as if she wanted to break and break her back.

Mo Ye didn't show mercy at all. Mo Ye suffered two blows in a row. His momentum was a little weak. When he was in the eleventh week, he was obviously in a weak position, but he was cleverly consuming her physical strength.

Eleven’s body is still human, and he knows better than anyone. Since he’s a human, when his physical strength must be overdrawn, Claire just hinted that the virus in Eleven’s body has just merged with the cell layer, and the instability is still very high. Big, he must find a way to drag her, consume her physical strength, and wait until she can't support her.

The enemy is strong and the weak is weak. To win, you must outsmart.

Eleven didn't care, just wanted to beat him to exhale. When she punched Mo Ye's chest for the third time, Mo Ye spit out a **** water, and her back spine was bent, and Eleven sneered. She felt quick.

She grabbed Mo Ye's collar, swept forward, pushed him down on the wall, and suddenly punched him, hitting his abdomen, chest...

One punch, two punches... She was as angry as she was, the more excited she was, and the more she felt.

Playing Mo Ye, vomiting blood repeatedly.

Dink is in a hurry to know what to do, and what to do to solve the current situation. Is it necessary to fire a black gun behind eleven?

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Regarding the issue of repetition, the system really draws, but it will not charge repeatedly, and has contacted the website.

I’m sorry, I’ll post it automatically at 3pm tomorrow. Sorry, I made a mistake. I just found it, I’m sorry! !

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