I'm in Demacia, I just became a mage

First, after vigilantly observing the left and right, and no one was paying attention, Levi walked towards Baker Street leaning on a cane like a gentleman who just returned from a trip to Zaun for some fun.

Stellar Street is very close to Baker Street, and even a walk only takes 10 minutes.

10 minutes later,

Levi saw the street sign on Baker Street. Since Baker Street is a residential area, some restaurants here are also closed, so it is much deserted compared to those commercial streets, and there are not many pedestrians in twos and threes.

Li Weisi nodded to some familiar residents, returned to No. 219 Baker Street, and was about to open the door, his eyes narrowed slightly.

He found that the runic mark he had left had been destroyed—suggesting that at least someone had entered the house in his absence.

Maybe it's still in there now!Li Weisi became vigilant, leaned down suddenly, and rubbed against the wall to the window sill of the living room to wait and see.

And at this moment, he suddenly felt a wave of distraction, subconsciously looking around to ensure safety.

At this moment, he caught a shadow and a black muzzle on the opposite roof.

Bang!

The gunfire rang out, and the quiet atmosphere on Baker Street suddenly became crazy.

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Chapter 195 Chapter 61 Bullets, Lightning, and the Man in Gray

The moment the gunshot rang out, Li Weisi moved his body subconsciously, and then he felt like he was bitten by something on the shoulder of his left hand. It was not very painful, but numb.

I got shot.

This was Levi's first thought, and then he saw the black figure on the opposite roof move his gun slightly, as if he was about to shoot again, when he heard several footsteps coming from the room and was about to go out

go.

Li Weisi immediately opened the gate of the astral world.

There was an illusory and unreal door opening sound, and Li Weisi fell back, as if a door had opened from the wall, and his figure was about to disappear into the invisible door.

At this time, the sniper on the roof across the street had already taken aim, and he saw his target through the scope - the handsome Ionian was pointing his cane at himself while falling through the invisible door.

Are you threatening me, or are you talking harshly?

What a shame, your last words would have been hasty if they were this, but I won't give you time to think about it.

The corner of the sniper's mouth slightly grinned, he liked to watch this kind of struggle of the target as if performing a pantomime.

Then the sniper pulls the trigger immediately - he prefers to watch the target die under the bullet he fired.

boom!

The gunfire shattered the silence of Baker Street again, and the sniper drew a small cross on his well-maintained rifle, which was the 107th small cross.

At the same time, he kept his eyes in front of the scope, which was his habit. Every time he killed a target, he would observe the tragic death of the target in the scope.

On the one hand, it is to determine the death of the target, and on the other hand, it is to satisfy some kind of abnormal psychology of him.

A feeling of broken life, like cutting off a beautiful flower with his own hands, not to mention such a beautiful flower, just looking at it through the scope, he has to admit that this is the most perfect one he has ever seen face.

Killing such a target made his heart beat.

It's just that the expected death didn't seem to come, the target disappeared, but a part of the cane was still floating in the air, and the cane was pointing at him.

what happened?

The sniper was wondering when he saw a golden-red light blooming from the sharp copper-covered end of the cane, which made him subconsciously turn his eyes away from the scope.

In just an instant, the golden-red light penetrated the distance of tens of meters, penetrated the barrier of the scope, and directly hit the sniper who had still had time to move his eyes away.

laugh!

The sniper who was shot felt nothing, or he just couldn't feel his head, and fell into darkness for an instant, without pain, torture, or thoughts.

Then, in the dark, he heard a cruel growl and a light voice talking,

"What noise will they make?" asked a cruel growl.

The brisk voice calmly replied: "It's like a feather falling on a snowflake."

"Hehe, like this one now." The cruel growl seemed to be grinning fiercely: "Let's see if he chooses my teeth or your long arrows."

"It should be so." The light voice agreed, and the sniper regained his sight. He saw the two sides of the conversation, a wolf head suspended in the air, whose body was made of black clouds, and a girl in a fancy dress and a mask.

At the same time, he also saw his own appearance-a lonely, translucent ghost.

They are Kindred... I'm dead?

The sniper froze in place, I still have so many people I haven't killed, I still have so many perfections I haven't felt, how can I die?

Me, I can't die!

"Mortal, rest in peace under my arrows?" The girl stretched her delicate and extraordinary longbow, and the sniper could feel endless peace from the slender arrow.

For a moment, he thought that it would not be a bad thing to die under Qian Jue's longbow.

next moment,

As if obsessed, the sniper remembered that his last target was still alive, he must have escaped, and killed himself before escaping.

I have to finish him off.

The sniper was thinking, and at the same time, the girl's longbow was fully drawn, and the silver arrow shot towards him covered with quiet starlight.

The sniper got short, and the arrow got stuck in the ventilation duct on the roof and then dissipated into a little fluorescent light.

I'm going to finish him off!

The sniper only had this obsession in his heart, his ghostly body twisted, and he flew towards an unknown direction.

"Haha." The wolf spirit happily circled in the air, then grinned, his neat and sharp teeth glowing coldly: "He chose my teeth."

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astral world,

I'm super, I'm shot.Li Weisi looked at his shoulders. The delicate coat and shirt were torn and soaked red with blood. He tore apart the broken pieces of cloth and found that the bullet had directly penetrated his shoulder.

The pain came belatedly, at first it was sore, and then it became more and more unbearable, Levi's head was sweating profusely from the pain, but in fact, if he hadn't moved subconsciously, the gun should have hit him directly Throat.

Damn it, that damned sniper must have done it on purpose—the person who gets hit in the throat will not die immediately, but will slowly experience the despair of life passing from the body, and greet death in pain.

Thinking of this, Li Weisi hated these people and their masterminds even more in his heart.

It's just that the most important thing right now is to resettle my body first. The Star Realm is obviously not the place to deal with injuries. I'm a little mentally unstable right now, so staying in the Star Realm for a long time is risky.

It was too far away from Caitlin's house and Abigail's house, as well as Dr. Chalin's house, and they all ran away every time they went there.

Yes,

If Li Weisi is not ready, let it be. There must be an explanation for this matter. He is going to find a place to stay and simply deal with his injuries, then ascend to the spirit, and kill him back!

After thinking about it, only the room in the Seven Cats Hotel is the most suitable. It is only two or three blocks away from Baker Street, and it is also close to the Zodiac Basement, so it has a good guarantee of safety.

Having made up his mind, Li Weisi immediately gritted his teeth and set off.

After returning to the room he rented in the Seven Cats Hotel, Li Weisi first tore his shirt into strips of cloth and then simply bandaged the wound on his shoulder to ensure that he would not bleed and die before ascending to the spirit.

A gray ghostly figure gradually emerged in the air, and Li Weisi glanced at his body.

He has six-pack abs, and his figure is fairly well-proportioned, but unfortunately he is not tough enough. It's just that a single bullet from this backward rifled rifle hurts his shoulder like hell.

Li Weisi shook his head. After spending ten seconds to reset the rune trap, he took the curtain blade and left the hotel room. Looking at Baker Street, which was close at hand, his heart was filled with murderous intent.

Ready to face death?

Dog smashers!

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The group of people in the house at 219 Baker Street rushed out after the gunfire. They were fully armed, and their equipment was somewhat similar to the special operations team of the Piltover Guard, but without the badge.

They wore similar equipment, with berets on their heads, but no insignia to identify them, and breathing masks that concealed their faces.

The difference from the Piltover Guards is that the Piltover Guards are armed with the Hex Power Crossbow, a weapon with a small damage range but strong penetration, while these people are holding serious rifles in their hands. There is also a lighting device on the body.

It looks like a flashlight, but judging from the liquid flowing inside, it is obviously alchemy technology.

"Hawkeye, what happened?" The leading strong man was the commander of this special operations team, and he asked the half-kneeling man on the roof across the street.

Because facing the big, round and bright moonlight, in their line of sight, the face of the sniper Hawkeye seemed to be in the shadow, and he couldn't see clearly. He was kneeling there in a loose posture, I don't know where the gun in my hand went.

"Hawkeye?" He asked while looking around, and found a faint splash of blood under the window sill in the living room. He walked over and squatted down to observe carefully, and deducted a distorted bullet from the wall.

It's Hawkeye's bullet.

And at this time, his subordinates came over and said.

"Whale shark, things don't seem right. Look."

Whale Shark looked up, when there was a strong wind, the sniper Hawkeye on the roof wobbled, and finally fell down.

His head hit the ground and fell to pieces.

It's just that there was no blood, and it was broken into several pieces like a piece of dry wood.

The whale shark made a vigilant gesture and approached cautiously with a gun in hand. He carefully inspected it carefully and found no danger, but found that Hawkeye's head had been burned by something, and it had become a piece of coke.