I became the god of light.

Chapter 425 The Ability of the Holy Spear

The two quickly hid, and when the sound got closer, they found that a dozen men in black were running, as if they were avoiding something.

Taking a closer look, the two actually saw something special in the hand of one of the men in black.

A golden spear!
"Holy Gun!"

"Oh my god!" Matt exclaimed.

They instantly understood that this group of people must have the same purpose as theirs, and they were breaking into a more important place!
And it worked!
After being shocked for a few seconds, Matt suddenly thought of something.

"Guys, I'm sorry!"

He took out the last flash bomb from his pocket and threw it directly at the group of people.

He pulled the dazed Carlos and ran forward.

As for the holy gun, he knew his identity and would not think about such terrible things.

The man in black No. [-] was stroking the holy gun with a happy face while running.

In the current situation, things are basically gone!
Just thinking about it, something suddenly flashed in front of me, as if something was thrown over?
"not good!"

Just after he saw what it was, a strong white light and noise flashed in front of his eyes.

"what!"

In just a split second, including the man in black No. [-], a dozen or so men in black were all deafened and blinded, and fell into confusion.

"Sorry, God bless you!"

Matt, who saw this scene in the distance, hypocritically prayed to God for them in the church.

After speaking, he took advantage of the attention of these people and quickly slipped away with Carlos on his back.

He slipped away, and the No. [-] man in black suffered miserably. After falling into chaos, even if he recovered from the back, he was still chased by the soldiers behind.

Just for a moment, their number decreased again, and in the end only the man in black No. [-] and two others escaped.

In the corner of a dark alley, the middle-aged man in black No. [-] was panting, while his face was full of anger, "Bastard, don't let me find it!"

He hated the guy who secretly fired the flash bomb, and vowed that if he encountered it, he would definitely kill him!
Thanks to him, I experienced a life-and-death crisis and almost lost my life.

At this moment, the three men in black leaned against the wall, panting frantically in the alley.

"No. [-], No. [-], what shall we do next?"

The person who spoke was an ordinary-looking man in his 30s.

He looked at No. 40 who was holding the holy gun, and asked another strong man in his [-]s.

No. 40, who is in his [-]s, replied, "Of course I will contact the higher-ups and hand in the Holy Gun."

"We sacrificed a lot of people, but as long as we have the holy gun, it's all worth it!"

"The higher-ups will definitely reward us for getting the holy gun. It must be a sum of money that can't be spent in a lifetime!"

As he spoke, greed appeared in his eyes.

After NO.11 finished listening, he couldn't help looking at number five, but he was stunned just as he looked over.

I saw No. [-] stroking the golden holy spear, looking obsessed.

"What are you doing on the 11th?" NO.[-] laughed, "Even if you like it, this thing is not ours, we have to hand it in sooner or later."

"Yeah, it doesn't belong to us." Number Five stopped his hand and said with a sigh, "Do you think this sacred object has any special power?"

"Special power?"

No. 11 and No. [-], who had never seen Simon make a move, were stunned.

After a while, NO.11 laughed, "Maybe there is, but even if there is, it has nothing to do with us."

Hearing the words, No. [-] suddenly replied inexplicably, "That's not necessarily..."

"what?"

NO.11 was taken aback, not understanding the meaning of this sentence.

Suddenly, he saw No. [-] approaching No. [-], took out a dagger from his waist, and pierced No. [-]'s heart like lightning.

"Ah!" The middle-aged man No. [-] screamed, clutching his chest and falling to the ground against the wall.

"you!"

NO.11 was startled, and said in surprise, "What are you doing!"

He reacted quickly and wanted to take out the gun from his waist, but before he could put his hand on the gun, No. [-] rushed forward with the dagger.

After a fight, NO.11 fell to the ground clutching his bleeding wound and looked at him angrily, "Why!"

"This thing belongs to me..." Number Five murmured frantically.

No. 11 wanted to say something angrily, but No. [-] stepped forward and wiped his neck with a knife.

Seeing that No.11 lost consciousness with hatred on his face, No. [-] picked up the golden holy gun, his eyes were full of heat, and murmured, "This thing belongs to me..."

If these two people are dead, I can buy a little more time. When the time comes, I just need to run to the mountains and hide, and no one will find me!
Thinking of this, a look of joy appeared on his face, and he rubbed the golden holy spear with his palm.

After a few seconds, he turned around and was about to leave here.

Unfortunately, before he could go far, a gunshot came from behind.

In an instant, he only felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, as if he had been penetrated by something.

"Ah!" screamed.

Someone shot him!
He turned his head in horror, and immediately saw Number Nine holding a gun.

How can it be!
No. [-]'s first reaction was disbelief. He obviously put a dagger into this guy's heart. How could he still be alive?
He was surprised here, but he didn't know that No. [-] became horrified when he looked at him.

After barely firing a shot, No. [-]'s right hand fell weakly, and the black pistol slipped from his hand.

"Why are you okay?" Number Nine said in surprise.

I can be fine, it's purely because my heart is a little shifted, but the number five in front of me was shot in the back of the head, and he can still turn around, and he hasn't even fallen down yet?
That bullet hit the brain!
He believed he wasn't dazzled, that he couldn't ignore the gunshot wound on the back of Number Five's head.

Number five, who was in a state of panic and fear of death, was stunned, only then did he realize that he wasn't dead yet?
Is the sharp pain in the back of the head fake?
With doubts, he stretched out his right hand and touched the back of his head. In the accompanying severe pain, he felt a hole in the middle of the back of his head.

He took his hand back in fear, and what caught his eyes was blood.

"I'm not dead?"

This question immediately hit his mind.

In his cognition, he was shot in the head, how could he still be alive?
After being puzzled for a few seconds, he thought of something and couldn't help raising the golden holy spear, his expression constantly changing.

Is it because of the Holy Lance?
Seeing his actions, No. [-] understood something, and his eyes widened in astonishment.

The holy spear stained with holy blood actually has this kind of ability?!
After the shock, he fell into deep despair. He had hoped to turn things around, but with this change, he was completely hopeless.

Glancing at the gun near his palm, he gritted his teeth and wanted to continue picking it up.

Unfortunately, before he could get the gun in his hand, No. [-] noticed his movement, immediately picked up the dagger angrily, and rushed towards him fiercely.

(End of this chapter)