The domineering all-around female president

Chapter 137 Gunshots sounded
"Since you have made your choice, I will fulfill your wish."

The pale and elegant foreign man raised his eyebrows, his figure fluttered, and he moved towards him, his movements were unimaginably fast, his fists were fierce, and he rushed straight at him.

he shot
The woman turned sideways, backed up, backed up again, whirled up, and dodged left and right.

The opponent's moves were too fierce, and she couldn't find a gap to fight back.

However, he was not suppressed by his momentum.

You attack me and dodge, for a while, you haven't lost the wind.

"Woman, why are you fighting?"

During the fight, Percival suddenly asked in a low voice
"Extreme home."

Very home?

Which pole?

"The Ji family of the little Pluto Ji Mo Ting?" He has been guarding in the hall, and he hasn't been to the headquarters at the foot of the mountain for a long time, so he still doesn't know the news of Ji Mo Ting's death.

The man seemed to be taken aback.

A few years ago, how long has it been?

It must have been almost ten years. I have fought against that man before, and he is a very powerful person.

Zhuo Ran didn't answer, because all her thoughts were focused on her opponent, trying to find any flaws that could be used to attack back.

However, his skill is really too strong, and it will be very difficult to defeat him.

Is this the strength of Arthur's Twelve Knights?
"Woman, why do you want to pass through the Palace of Twelve Clouds?" The man asked again, and at the same time withdrew his body and exited the battle circle.

He seemed a little confused, always feeling that something was wrong.

"Because of a bet with King Arthur."

"What are you gambling?"

"If I can pass through the Twelve Cloud Palace alive, Arthur will stop fighting against the Ji family for 20 years." Although she did not believe that the gloomy and treacherous man would really fulfill his promise, but

at that time myself
But already, no choice.

You can't retreat, you can only fight, no matter what you will face

Pole
No, cowardly...

Percival seems even more sleepy

"Is Ji Moting afraid of Arthur?"

How domineering and cruel that man is, he has seen it with his own eyes.

At that time, when Arthur first built the building, he wanted to kill the extreme family to establish his prestige, but he paid the price of the lives of three knights, but he still failed to move him a bit.

Little Pluto Ji Mo Ting, how could he be afraid of Arthur?
Zoran was taken aback

He didn't seem to know the recent situation of the Ji family, the woman pursed her lips tightly, but said nothing.

"how is this possible?"

man whispering to himself
Although ending wars with wars has always been the style of the extreme?
However, with that person's usual arrogance, how could he let a woman pay the insurance alone?

"Forget it, I owed him a favor in the early years, so let's count it on you today."

Percival made way for the passage behind him, and at the same time, dissipated his murderous aura.

After all, I owed that person my life.

Zhuo Ran was taken aback

Seems unbelievable?
This person, like a ghost, did not expect that he would do such a thing.

However, he no longer hesitated, turned around and walked towards the other end of the passage.

Since entering here, the communication device on her body has lost any signal, and she cannot contact Phantom.

There is not much time left.

"and many more"

A man's voice came from behind, still low and elegant

"The knight in the third temple is Lan Maloch. He is a good killer. That man's marksmanship was once said to be insurmountable, but he lost his right hand a few years ago."

"But I didn't expect that he would become a left-handed marksmanship. Although it is still worse than before, it is still extremely powerful."

"You have little chance of winning against him."

This woman's kung fu is not bad, but no matter how fast she is, she can't compare to the speed of bullets.

He walked over quietly, and at some point, there was an extra gun in his hand.

"You are a very family member, so there shouldn't be any problem with shooting?"

Zhuo Ran was completely stunned
At Arthur's dinner, everyone is not allowed to carry guns.

What is this person doing?
He, unexpectedly, would give himself a pistol.

"However, although Lan Maloch's marksmanship is very accurate, his right hand is disabled, which affects his speed of changing magazines. This should be regarded as the man's most fatal weakness."

"So, in order to confuse the opponent, usually, he will reload eight magazines in the first round, seven in the second round, and nine in the third round. As long as you calculate the time for him to change the magazine, maybe you can Find a 7% possibility from there, maybe there is even a chance of luck."

He also discovered this secret once and for all.

"Why are you telling me this?"

What exactly does he want to do?
"The Twelve Knights in the Cloud are only loyal to Arthur. In fact, I have no friendship with him."

man, smile

"For you, there is at least a meal of friendship."

Why would King Arthur make this bet with her?

Perhaps, he just wanted to use her hand to destroy the Twelve Knights in the Cloud.

The man's expression was slightly sad.

Today's King Arthur is no longer the man he swore to follow back then.

tristan left

Maybe, I should, too, leave.

"Good luck, woman."

suddenly
He glanced sideways, paused

faint opening

"Shadow in the dark, why did you come"

He just said this sentence without beginning and end, and his figure gradually drifted away, and finally disappeared at the end of the second hall...

In the Moss Mountains, [-] kilometers away from Arthur's headquarters, Ji Family's Fuying Legion has assembled.Dozens of missiles with precision guidance function are ready to go.

Phantom has arranged communication protection around it.

"Bingying, just now, Madam's signal disappeared." The young man was dressed in field camouflage, and seemed to blend in with the surrounding jungle.

He stood there, his eyes fell to a certain point in nothingness, as if he was deeply worried.

"She should have entered Arthur's Yunding Twelve Palace."

That mountain peak is as mysterious and strange as the Bermuda Triangle in North America. All electronic signals will be shielded by an inexplicable magnetic field there.

"It's just that the strange thing is that the phantom's signal is still in Arthur's palace villa halfway up the mountain."

Yunding Twelve Halls?
Bingying stood aside, silently.

Ten years ago, he fought against Arthur's Twelve Knights, and their strength was very strong.

"Phantom, are you still alive?"

How could he let his wife walk into such a dangerous place by herself.

The man's eyebrows seemed to be knit together.

that guy, shouldn't

Already dead?
"His vital signs are all normal, and he is even calm as if he is asleep."

The teenager seemed even more confused.

"Phantom, what are you doing?"

The situation seemed to be getting more and more complicated. Without signal tracking, he couldn't even confirm whether his wife was safe now.

Fortunately, Master Ji had made arrangements before his death.

I only hope that that person can protect Madam well...

Third Hall

The deep muzzle is the end of the years, and death is the last bloom of life...

Zhuo Ran stopped at the entrance of the hall, slightly confused, and looked around.

Are you sensitive?

It always feels like there is someone behind you.

From entering the first hall

That faint breath always surrounds him.

The bright moon is in the sky, except for the lonely palace and the deep passage, in fact, there is nothing.

Maybe, I was too nervous.

The woman focused her attention and continued to walk forward.

As soon as she stepped into the hall, she was startled suddenly. Almost instantly, she drew out her pistol and pointed it forward, but hesitated and did not pull the trigger immediately.

Suddenly, in the silent hall, countless voices sounded, crying, laughing, shouting, shouting

There are men, there are women, there are old, there are young
many people

Standing, lying down, kneeling, crying, angry...

Surprised

But
Looking closely, everyone's faces are still and dull, and those voices, in fact, do not come from their mouths, but are played through the sound transmission equipment around them.

she walked in carefully
Just discovered

Everyone here is actually made of paraffin.

The carving is meticulous and lifelike.

It's just that everyone's expressions on these wax figures are very painful, sad, angry, depressed, and desperate.

Walking among them, coupled with the shrill sound, made her feel terrified.

What kind of person is this knight of the third house?

Where is he?
The woman's hands were cold and slippery due to nervousness, and she almost couldn't hold the gun in her hand.

The main hall is very empty, except for the wax figures everywhere, there is nothing else.

She was on guard and walked forward.

Percival said that the knight living here is a master of spear, so she kept changing her position and figure to ensure that she would not be sniped by the person hiding in the dark.

just
This eerie and strange atmosphere is frightening, and the road through the fourth hall seems to have become extremely long.

That person has never shown up, and the crisis has always existed.

she is walking
walk carefully
walking in fear
walking creepily
suddenly
Someone patted her, right next to her.

what kind of trembling is that

Zhuo Ran only felt the nerves in his whole body tense up in an instant.

Simultaneously
The hand holding the gun was raised in an extremely standard posture, aiming at a certain point on the side of his body.

A man, a living man.

His appearance is no different from the wax statues in the palace, even more rigid than the wax statues.

etc.

Is this the knight of the third house?

Zhuo Ran's muzzle directly hit his body
"Woman, do you dare to shoot?"

The wax figure-like man seemed to grin, but with his gloomy and dull face, he looked extraordinarily horrified.

Zoran was taken aback

He didn't even hide?

"Are you a knight of the third house?"

Suppressing the fear in her heart, the woman tried her best to ask quietly.

"You want to go through the third house?"

The man's hoarse voice, as if it had been sanded, made him feel very uncomfortable.

"Yes."

"Then shoot and kill me."

He seems to be laughing, his voice reveals the deepest temptation, like the call of a devil.

Zhuo Ran just stared at it warily, not for a moment, as if facing an abyss.

She hesitated, even trembled.

She admits

In fact, I didn't dare to shoot myself.

"madness."

contempt and ridicule

As soon as this woman entered the door, he could tell

She, in fact, hadn't killed anyone.

Although this woman is alert, she doesn't have a murderous look on her body.

A person who did not dare to shoot, unexpectedly, entered his bedroom in Lan Malocco.

joke
"Woman, do you know why this temple is filled with wax figures?"

The man's figure flickered, and with an extremely strange posture, he disappeared in front of Zhuo Ran's eyes in an instant.

"That's the person I killed, but this bedroom is still too small. And you will be the next person to die."

The person in nothingness, giggling, actually carried an indescribable joy and sorrow...

Zhuo Ran was shocked.

He actually killed so many people, including many old people and children.

This man is simply a devil.

touch, a gunshot

The bullet almost flew past the woman's hair, and hit a wax figure obliquely in front of her, instantly turning into a piece of dust.

His gun should have been modified, and it was very dangerous.

This shot did not hit Zhuo Ran.

In a lonely palace, he didn't want to kill the other party too quickly, teasing a dying person, admiring the extreme fear and collapse
is his joy.

The woman's hand holding the gun was trembling violently almost uncontrollably.

This time, it was not because of fear, but because of
anger

How can there be such a person?

In his eyes, life seems insignificant like a mustard.

anger

uncontrollable anger

Zhuo Ran hurriedly retreated, dodged, fired, and returned fire.

"interesting."

The voice fluttered and seemed to be more excited.

Zhuo Ran's marksmanship and skill aroused the bloody desire in his heart.

The man's eyes became cold and focused, and after that, every shot he took was almost fatally precise.

If it wasn't for Zhuo Ran's flexibility and agility, he might have already become a dead soul in this temple.

However, she was just dodging.

After the eighth shot, there seemed to be a brief pause.

According to Percival's instructions, he will change the third magazine when No. 15 is fired.

Maybe
That was her only chance.

twelve, thirteen, fourteen

Suddenly, the woman jumped up, touched the shoulder of the wax figure, and jumped in the air. She wanted to determine the position of the other party.

But
But at the same time, he exposed himself.

"silly"

Lan Maloch raised his gun and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

It was the last bullet in the chamber, and he was sure it would hit.

Unexpectedly, the woman in mid-air, whose body was falling, turned around and flipped again in the air.

The man was startled, with incredible horror on his face.

This woman, unexpectedly, escaped his decisive blow.

Zhuo Ran felt a sharp pain in his left shoulder.

Although she avoided the vital point, the opponent's bullet also flew past her shoulder.

The woman laughed at herself

She lured the enemy to go deep, but she paid the price in blood.

Ranmaloch was startled, and retreated the empty magazine with one hand as quickly as possible, but it was too late.

The woman fell in the air while raising her hand and holding the gun, aiming at the

Touch, a gunshot.

It seems that everything is over.

"Why don't you kill me?"

The man's left hand was dripping with blood, and there was anger and hatred in his eyes.

"Why don't you kill me?"

Her bullet only severely damaged his left hand, but did not end his life.

"Your life should not be judged by me."

Zhuo Ran said lightly, and at the same time, slipped the gun in his hand.

"Woman, don't think I appreciate you for that."

The man's eyes were full of mad hatred, and his hoarse voice was filled with despair and anger.

The hand is the soul of the gunner. His right hand has been destroyed, and now his left hand is also disabled. There is no point in being alive, but it is just a walking dead.

bump

A gunshot

The man struggled to grab the gun on the ground and pressed it against his heart

The deep muzzle is the end of the years, and death is the last bloom of life...

(End of this chapter)