Agent Baby I President Daddy You Demon

【399 Situation Reversal】

He didn't know that the woman in front of him had such incredible spear skills that she couldn't escape.

After being shot several times in a row, the mask leaned against the wall and gasped for breath, blood began to ooze from several places on his body, and the salty fishy swelled unstoppably from the wound.

"One on each arm, one on the left shoulder, and two on the right shoulder." Zhizhi closed her eyes, her slender figure stood in a white room with a very strong aura, and her words were plain and unreasonable. Frightening heart palpitations.

Why was she afraid——she fired with her eyes closed and fired indiscriminately, but she was able to tell exactly where he was shot.

Throwing down the left and right guns, Zhizhi twirled the gun in his right hand between his fingers, and said with a smile: "There is one left, I can take my time, Mr. Mask, don't you think so?"

The mask wasn't afraid, but the eyes looking at her were extremely shocked and bizarre!

A strange conjecture formed in his chest... Can he escape the prophecy many years ago?

Feng Shui turns, time flies.

Back then, he left to avoid such a death prophecy, but now, it made him realize that he was moving closer to the prophecy...

Zhizhi walked in front of him, pulled the corner of the shirt in his coat, tore it open with a hiss, tied it to the face of the mask, covering his eyes.

"You can't find the stone." At the second of the touch, the mask said, "Don't waste your time, the prophecy is fixed."

Zhizhi paused with both hands, hissed and tightened the cloth tied around his head, pointed a gun at his head, "Lead the way."

"I promised Diderot that I would not betray you, and I am not interested in leading the way for you," he continued, his face covered with a cloth, and his face was completely calm, "The movement just now is enough to attract the attention of the family. There will be a large number of people coming, Jack's family has no habit of giving up arresting people because they are threatened, Miss Song, you don't have the ability to know the way in the maze, give up."

"Listen to you," Zhizhi pressed the gun even tighter, "I think I should kill you."

The mask suddenly smiled, "You won't."

Zhizhi's eyes were a bit cramped, and he couldn't help but put his fingers together, "Where did you get the confidence?"

"Kill me, and Nangong Mo will be gone." His voice was gentle and soft, and the March spring breeze said, "I know, you deliberately shot the bullet at a high place, not at the fatal point. In fact, it was because you were afraid of hitting my leg. Turn me into a cripple, eh?"

Song Xiaozhi's heart tightened, and something scratched him alive.

Nangong Mo... is gone.

Knowing that his words have no integrity, even malicious intentions, knowing that the index finger resting on the gun softened, and he could hardly muster the strength to press the part that he had been familiar with for a long time——

She owes Nangong Mo so much...

His life is about to be exhausted, and if he kills the mask, there will be no turning around, no more...

Zhizhi hesitated, put down the gun unknowingly, and his eyes were confused for a moment.

She doesn't like being indecisive, but at times like this, she is so annoyingly unable to make a choice.

Maybe when there are Nangongjue and stones around her, she can do anything firmly and without taboo, because they are always the strongest backing, helping her deal with the aftermath, guiding her, even if there is a disaster, there is a way To comfort, to make up for.

Now, she used to be best at threatening and cheating, but she couldn't use it at all.

She couldn't see the mask, but in this silent atmosphere, she could understand what she was thinking and understand her success in words.

Women are really hard to accomplish big things, not cold-blooded enough, and easy to act emotionally.

No wonder Diderot, except for Meng Yao, has never devoted extra energy to women these years, because Diderot has lived a long time and understands more thoroughly than him.

Zhizhi squatted there still thinking, suddenly felt a heavy fist hit her shoulder, she fell backwards, put her hands on the ground, the gun slipped from her hand to the corner of the wall, she immediately realized that she was attacked, turned around and wanted to At this time, the tall body of the mask has arrived, riding on her petite body, choking her throat with one hand, clamping her hands on top of her head, and laughing softly, "I said, you really don't want to kill me!" Mine, I know."

Zhizhi couldn't care less about regretting, she just felt that her throat was almost suffocated——

The feeling of lack of oxygen engulfed her like a hurricane, and she tried her best to breathe, but her lungs were hollow and painful.

The bright red blood dripped from the high place, it was the blood gushing out from the wound of the mask, splashing down on her fair cheeks, continuous and gorgeous cherry-colored poppies bloomed endlessly on the rough jade-like skin.

Zhizhi's nose, cheeks, and lips were all dripping with his blood...

He suddenly leaned over, blocked her lips, pried open her lips and tongue, and forced air into her mouth...

She resisted, struggled, fainted under the deadly restraint of his palm, and awakened by the oxygen sent from his lips, and repeated this several times, feeling ashamed, biting out his stone with sharp teeth, and raised her leg Hit him hard on the back with his knuckles, and before he had no choice but to let go, he rolled sideways and fell to the corner of the wall, reaching for the gun in the corner with one hand...

A close combat, bloody and violent.

Zhizhi escaped from his restraint and reached out to grab the gun, but when her hand was about to touch the gun, a pair of feet stepped on the gun and kicked it away to a farther place.

Next, two pairs, three pairs, countless pairs of black leather shoes, and dozens of sniper guns appeared all around, all pointing infrared rays at her head.

Zhizhi sat upright, touched the red and swollen finger marks on her neck, and cursed in a low voice, "shit!"

People who are familiar with hypnosis are good at psychological tactics, and she unexpectedly lowered her guard without any precautions.

Looking up, Jack's family members were helping the mask to stop the bleeding. His face was pale and he looked like he was about to pass out. Before he passed out, he gritted his teeth and ordered, "According to the position on my body, return five shots, and immediately help me for emergency treatment. To Diderot!"

The mask gave the order, and many members of Jack's family obviously approached her step by step. The guns gathered together, and four or five hands were raised at the same time. There was a sound of loading, and the barrels of the guns pointed at her right arm, shoulder, and left arm——

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