Big-name school flower: the president is a devil

Chapter 596 Heroic Sacrifice
Then, as expected, Jing Ran showed them that killing is also a magnificent art.

Correct.

is art.

Like strolling in the garden.

Kill one person in one step.

No bloodshed, no shouting, no fierce fighting...

Only silent death, through a short moment of physical contact, determines each other's destination.

A trace of blood streaked across the throat, but it was just a trace of blood.

His eyes couldn't leave his figure, his legs couldn't move, even knowing that death was in front of him, the fear that he couldn't resist made him collapse, and he didn't know how that person came to him, and how he was... dead.

Throwing the corpse, following up, getting close, and shooting, all in one go.

Blood washed the empty and cold night, and the snow was getting bigger and bigger, and the blood stains behind him would soon be buried by the heavy snow, and even the bloody smell was frozen in the air around him, not daring to spread.

Not only the other party, but even his brother Zuo Yihan felt chills all over his body. The killing god under the light, who killed one person in one step, was no longer the scene he was familiar with.

God blocks and kills God, and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha.

He thought, at this moment, everyone is no longer his opponent.

The middle-aged man on the opposite side was so frightened that he wanted to let someone take him away, but in despair he found that the man was already standing in front of him, and none of the dozens of bodyguards around him dared to step forward Stopping it, the hand holding the gun kept trembling, looking at the boy's slightly pitiful eyes, his whole body was stiff, and the breath of death surrounded him tightly.

He clearly knew that he was going to die, but the person on the opposite side was not in a hurry to strike, like a hunter watching the struggle of his prey, he said slowly: "Shangguan Heng, he gave it to you, he tried to kill me and replace him, Did he tell you that? Where did you get so bold that you would believe whatever he said? "

Shangguan Heng was speechless at the moment, he was not afraid of death, but such near-death torture would make even the most steely tough guy terrified, he raised his head and resisted all the mental pressure: "It's all about success and failure, if you want to kill You have to listen to what you want."

Jing Ran smiled lowly, saying so was an admission.

Just admit it.

Narrow eyes narrowed slightly, the cold blade in his hand drew a perfect arc in the air, and was about to touch Shangguan Heng's neck, but his slender white hands suddenly stopped in midair, as if he was absent-minded.

Shangguan Heng had already made up his mind to die, but he found that the person on the opposite side stopped moving, and the murderous aura surrounding him like tarsal maggots disappeared suddenly. The first moment his body was able to move, he pointed his gun at Jing Ran. Seeing the disdainful and sarcastic smile in the boy's eyes.

"Xiao Ranzi." A breathless voice came in an instant, and the murderous look on Jing Ran's face was replaced by gentle anticipation.

The muzzle of the pitch-black gun was pointing directly at Jing Ran's head. Zuo Yihan stood cooperatively in the sea of ​​blood with a cold expression on his face. In front of him were dozens of black-clothed killers who still had some breath. He looked up with anger and grief. Go to Shangguan Heng to cooperate with Jing Ran in acting.

And the other younger brothers, knowing their intentions at the moment, fought with the rest of the black-clothed people. Being frightened by Jingran, their morale was boosted, and they were no less than a professional killer.

In this scene, no matter how you look at it, they were about to fail and were killed. Jing Ran was pointed at the head with a gun, and would die a heroic death in the next moment. Looking at Ke Huanye from the corner of his eye, he saw her gradually tearing apart. cold expression.

(End of this chapter)