Lord God Investigator

"Let go of that witch!"

The black-haired boy nodded to the death knell, jumped out of the hidden grass, and shouted at the villagers who turned their backs to them.

Yaxing was suddenly interrupted by the men who were eagerly planning to have a good time. They turned around angrily, only to see a twelve-year-old boy standing there aggressively.

"I thought it was the devil who came to save her, but I didn't expect it to be a foreign tourist child who did not live or die!"

A strong male villager said viciously: "There is no law in the countryside where'Markov' is not marked in the tourist guide. Is it all based on the ruling of the village elders? We are implementing the laws of our ancestors. Get out of here, or kill you for nothing!"

Damian roars in English with a pure accent, and he has black hair that looks like a Chinese national. These two countries are not superpowers that small countries can afford. There are also slightly knowledgeable people among the villagers who are afraid of it. Don't want to cause trouble to the village.

Hearing that shout, the girl's already dull eyes flashed with hope. She lifted her head up and peeked while holding on to the pain, but only saw a child younger than her, and she lay down flat back in disappointment.

"My appearance is easy to be despised. It is an advantage when fighting against a strong enemy, but it is a disadvantage when intimidating miscellaneous fish." The black-haired boy shrugged, and then took out a pistol from behind and raised the gun with one hand. Aiming at the strong man, he said, "So, I prepared this. Now you can value me, right?"

It was a Magnum Eagle large-caliber pistol. The young man’s small hand held almost disproportionately. The black hole muzzle and the silver-white metallic luster showed that this gun was not a children’s toy, but a real one. .

The villagers were really surprised, but the brawny man who took the brunt of the first said: "What are you afraid of, he is a child, it is not easy for him to handle such a heavy gun, even if it is a real gun, he can't stand a huge one. The recoil is impossible to beat..."

"Bang~!"

The dull gunfire echoed in the night sky of the forest, and a large group of sleeping birds flew by surprise.

Before he finished speaking, the young man fired his gun, and the burly man exploded with blood from his crotch. He screamed and knelt down on the ground while holding his broken lower body.

"You are on the list of direct flights to Thailand, I will do the excision for you in advance." The young man sneered and said: "Who else thinks that my marksmanship is not accurate enough, stand up and speak, remember to stand with your legs apart. Otherwise, it is easy to scratch the leg arteries."

The small hook was exploded with one shot after more than 20 meters away. This kind of accuracy obviously proves that the teenager has absolutely practiced, and the marksmanship is quite good. It is not like a novice who just took a gun but can only shoot birds. The villagers suddenly felt timid and involuntarily clamped their legs.

The old man who spoke before quickly said: "Things are not what you think, the girl is an evil witch, she is not worth your risk to save, we have the right to execute the witch, you as a foreigner have no right to control! If you kill Villagers, Markov’s police and army will not let you go!"

"What do you know, the witch should save it!"

The black-haired boy threatened fiercely: "Stupid hillbilly, do you know that witches are the primary productive force? If their magical abilities are used properly, they can have a huge boost to the development of science and technology! Now they are all for me. Get out of your side, or don't blame me for shooting your heads! The law can't stop a murderer at my age. If you kill all of you, international human rights institutions will come forward to protect my life!"

A twelve-year-old child went mad, with a big gun in his hand. Looking at the world, no one was afraid. Even the villagers in the remote areas were deterred and stepped back slowly.

The young man took advantage of the momentum and came to the stake that the villagers gave away, stood beside the girl, and extended his arm to help her up.

The girl who was desperate again heard the gunshots, but opened her eyes and found that the situation had turned around 180 degrees. The black-haired boy had a gun in hand, scaring away the villagers, and the hope of survival reignited. , Tears into the arms of the boy.

However, the young man pushed her away indifferently, shook his head and said, "Do you consider me your savior? No, I didn't plan to save you. If you want to live, you must learn to fight by yourself!"

While speaking, he actually grabbed the girl's arm and stuffed the big gun into the girl's hand.

"There have never been gods and saviors!"

The young man stared at the girl with stunned and horrified eyes and said, "All I can give you is the courage to resist, the method of resisting, plus a weapon. Next, it's up to you to live or die. A choice!"

The gun was in the hands of the young man, and the villagers were extremely afraid. Many people had the idea of ​​running away, but when it was handed over to the young girl, they were all taken aback.

The same gun, placed in the hands of a sharpshooter and a girl who has never touched a gun, are completely two concepts!

The black-haired boy wore ordinary jeans and a hoodie. Apart from the gun, there were no other weapons hidden. The villagers didn’t know that his fighting skills were master-level, and thought he was stupid. , Did a stupid thing.

"Everyone, hurry up and take this opportunity to kill them!"

"If you let go of the witch, our village will definitely be retaliated against in the future. Don't hesitate to charge me!"

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With shouts everywhere, the villagers waved pitchforks and sticks and rushed frantically at a pair of young girls.

The girl immediately reacted, screaming, holding the gun in both hands, raising the gun and shooting randomly at the villagers who rushed. The gunshots sounded one after another, but the bullets flew around. Her strength could not hold the gun firmly, and she closed the gun when she fired. No one was shot except for a villager who was extremely unlucky and injured his arm.

A strong man rushed in front of the girl, slammed a stick on the pistol, and smashed the gun into the air. Then he picked up the stick high and smashed it at the girl's head.

Damian took a step back and didn't mean to save people at all. He just watched indifferently, as if not caring that the girl's head was smashed in front of him.

The death knell lurking in the distance is a bit unbearable. He is not sympathetic to the girl, but feels that it is a pity that a good talented seed is wasted like this.

He actually supported the boy's various behaviors and felt very good about his temper. He even felt that Damian should be surnamed Wilson, and he had nothing in common with the gangster who didn't even dare to kill.

Just before the stick fell, a string in the girl's mind broke, and her eyes widened suddenly, looking straight at the fierce and strong man who wanted to put her to death.

The ground in front of her suddenly cracked a huge crack. The brawny man swinging his club stepped into the air, fell all of a sudden, fell into the abyss that appeared out of thin air, stuck in the crack and couldn't move.

The earth trembled slightly, the cracks slowly closed, and the sound of bone cracks and screams came out from the cracks, but as the cracks closed completely, blood continued to gush out from the ground, staining a large piece of soil.

Seeing this scene, the villagers who dared to go forward stopped one after another and shouted like a ghost: "The power of the devil...the witch is killing people! God, come and save us, help us Destroy the demons!"

Before the villagers could make the next reaction, countless rock cones suddenly pierced diagonally from the ground, penetrated everyone's chest, and pierced them on the ground like skewers.

In an instant, the girl easily took a dozen lives!