mad dragon son-in-law

Chapter 547 Water Gun
"puff!"

The long knife pierced the black man's body for the third time.

This time, without any hesitation, Fujiwara Jingming pulled back, pulled out a section of the long knife, and then swiped down with both hands, directly opening the black man once.

The first thing to come out was the intestines. The black man looked down and found that he did not have much fear of facing death, so he stretched out his hand and forcibly stuffed the intestines into his abdomen.

"Old guy, I... I underestimated you!"

The black man grinned, with shocking scarlet on his white teeth.

The next moment, he roared and took a step forward, directly in front of Fujiwara Jingming, his fists wearing iron gloves were like the raindrops of the previous rainstorm, constantly beating on Fujiwara Jingming's body.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

For a while, there was a muffled sound of punches to the flesh, mixed with the "click" sound of bone breaking, and it started to play like a symphony.

When the performance was over, Fujiwara Keiaki's chest collapsed to the extent visible to the naked eye, and his mouth was like a spring, with bright red blood gushing out continuously, and it seemed that he would not survive.

At this time, Zhao Guoan and Sun Shijie, who were all melon eaters before, immediately dispatched and dragged Fujiwara Jingming to the steps of the small courtyard to start emergency treatment.

However, it is obvious that even if he saves his life, Fujiwara Jingming will definitely not be counted on for the time being.

Su Yuzhuo looked in Xiao Feng's direction, saw that he was fighting one against four, and he was fighting hard, but there was no obvious disadvantage, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

The black man was dead, but her anger was not quenched.

Especially seeing the tragic situation of Fujiwara Keiaki, it was more like pouring a bucket of oil on the fire, which became more and more prosperous.

"Jian Zhesi, you have to die!" Su Yuzhuo said indifferently, as if a judge had dropped the gavel and made the final judgment.

It is different from the stalemate on Xiao Feng's side, and also different from the cruel and violent side of Fujiwara Jingming and the black people, but Su Yuzhuo's side is the most stable.

From the beginning to the present, the two sides did not fight at all, but confronted each other.

The three people behind Jian Zhesi looked at Su Yuzhuo with heavy guard and fear.

This is a very normal phenomenon, just like seeing the original immediate boss. Although the other party no longer has the right to control himself, it is not easy to reverse his mentality.

"No one has ever been able to control my life and death, not even you, eldest sister!"

Jian Zhesi took off the gas mask slowly, put on his own death mask, and the murderous aura exuded from his body became more and more intense.

"Brother Xiao Feng!"

Always paying attention to the little girl on Xiao Feng's side, she let out an exclamation, and immediately whipped out, throwing it regardless.

At this time, Xiao Feng had successfully sent the dagger into the sissy's heart, but at the cost of three penetrating wounds on the back.

Although no internal organs were injured, blood loss and pain were definitely unavoidable.

It's not that Xiao Feng hates sissies to such an extent, but that in the situation of one against four, the more stalemate the fight, the more unfavorable it will be for him, and sooner or later he will be dragged down.

Coupled with the sissy sarcasm from time to time, winking, and pinching the orchid fingers, the whole person reveals a "jumpy and itchy" kind of death temperament.

So, unable to bear it any longer, Xiao Feng identified the opening and shot decisively, trying to kill the opponent even if he was injured.

"Good... good... sorry." The sissy fell to the ground and said intermittently: "I can't... I can't know, your size..."

Before he finished speaking, he tilted his head and died.

But his eyes were always open, as if he didn't see Xiao Feng's size, and he didn't want to die in peace.

Xiao Feng frowned and looked at the sissy. Although he knew that the other party was dead, he still had the urge to make amends.

You are going to die, and you are still thinking about my size, how perverted are you!

Affected by the little girl's exclamation, Su Yuzhuo turned his head subconsciously and looked in the direction of Xiao Feng. When he saw the wound on his back, the coldness in his eyes increased a bit.

But at this moment, Jian Zhesi's figure was like a ghost, and he rushed towards Su Yuzhuo quietly but very quickly, just to strike at Su Yuzhuo while she was distracted!
This kind of sneak attack has always been despised by others, but a master has the demeanor of a master, not by holding on to his identity, but by accumulating experience, and they are not allowed to shout a word like "suffer to die" before making a move.

"Sister, be careful!" Lu Yao reminded.

Although Su Yuzhuo told her not to call her "big sister" anymore, it will take time to change it back after a title is pleasing to the ear.

"Shh!"

Jian Zhesi's sickle was raised high, bringing out a dazzling brilliance.

Lin Jiaxuan, who witnessed this scene, was in a daze for a moment, but when she realized it, she broke out in a cold sweat.

This scythe, as Lu Yao said, has the effect of distorting vision to a certain extent, and if it is during a war, even a momentary trance may lose one's life.

At this time, Su Yuzhuo also moved.

She turned her head slowly, and didn't choose to dodge, because she couldn't dodge this distance.

"I said, you have to die!"

Su Yuzhuo said something lightly, and suddenly raised his right arm, but everyone was stunned.

What appeared in Su Yuzhuo's hand was a small silver pistol, like a toy in the hands of a child, without the slightest lethality.

Jian Zhesi's pupils shrank suddenly, but just like Su Yuzhuo couldn't avoid the slash of his scythe, he couldn't take it back either.

"biu!"

Su Yuzhuo pulled the trigger, but what sounded was not the usual "bang bang" gunshot, and what came out was not a bullet, but a stream of liquid.

In other words, this gun...was a water gun?

Xiao Feng had an expression of "Are you kidding me?", and the reactions of the others were not much different.

"Miss!"

Fujiwara Jingming, who was dying and seemed to be alive for a few minutes, suddenly became agitated.

It can be seen that he wanted to rush over, but the injury of his body obviously didn't allow it. As soon as he moved, he felt that his strength was drained, and the severe pain made his eyes black for bursts, and his body lay back again.

All of this happened in a blink of an eye, and all those who saw this scene even imagined Su Yuzhuo's ending by themselves.

However, a shocking scene appeared.

"Dang!"

The sound of metal falling to the ground.

Su Yuzhuo didn't change his expression, he didn't even blink his eyes.

At her feet, a scythe with a strange color was shining, lying there quietly.

At the end of the sickle, a palm was tightly held on it, and that palm was melting at a speed visible to the naked eye, even the bones.

At this moment, everyone felt creepy, even Wei Xiaobao's Bone Transformation Water didn't have such an immediate effect, right?
The reason for this unbelievable situation must be related to the "water gun" just now, but the more detailed things in it will not be understood in a short while.

It was Xiao Feng who suddenly thought of what Su Yuzhuo had said in the hospital before...

(End of this chapter)