The human body in the comic world The human body in the comic world

I dreamed of quickly pressing close to the figure after blocking the return fire of Kotojiu and others, and my hands were as fast as lightning to several men in black, and after winning the hand, I did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but quickly took the bound Shiro Suzuki and protected him behind me.

"Bang bang!"

Two bullets passed by, and I took two steps back without changing my face, pushed Shiro Suzuki my shoulder towards Belmode, and shouted, "Take him first!" Seeing

this, Belmode was not suspicious, and quickly protected Shiro Suzuki behind him and retreated downstairs.

"Belmode!" Gin Jiu looked at the back of Belmode and Shiro Suzuki quickly fleeing, and immediately raised his gun and pointed it in the direction where the two left.

"Bang!"

The bullet splashed out and hit the ceiling straight on, it turned out that I dreamed that he was going to shoot, and in time I missed the muzzle.

"!" Repeatedly blocked by the people in front of him, Gin Jiu's eyes were already full of anger, and he didn't care about the range of the pistol, and he stepped forward with one stride, gesturing to fight my dream closely.

I dreamed that Belmod had fled away, and did not fight out of the idea of hiding his true face, and retreated sharply after repelling another attack from Gin Jiu.

"Don't let them run!" The gin wine drank lowly, and as his shout reached the ears of the men in black, the empty floor suddenly resounded with dense gunshots.

I easily dodged the rain of guns that came in my dream, and the fire behind me almost illuminated the corridor into daylight, but he still ran downstairs unharmed.

Gin Jiu took a few steps to the edge of the floor and looked downstairs, and saw the backs of three hurriedly leaving.

"Damn it!" Gin Jiu secretly gritted his teeth, slapped the railing fiercely, and shouted loudly below: "The people downstairs stopped them for me, let them go, and paid for your lives!" The

guards downstairs had already heard the gunshots and waited for them, and when they heard Gin Jiu's remarks, they dared to snub, and hurriedly gathered in the corridor for defense.

Belmode dragged the weak Suzuki Shiro to the first floor, thinking that he could escape smoothly, but he didn't want to bump into a group of black-clothed men with guns, and immediately took out his gun and shot at the incoming person.

"Bang bang!"

The sound of gunshots downstairs was heard frequently and almost continuously, and I dreamed that something was wrong, and my feet sharply increased my speed, and quickly rushed towards the place where the gunshots were most dense.

Belmode fought off incoming enemies with his pistol while looking for cover to protect Shiro Suzuki, and the cold sweat faintly oozing from her forehead could tell how urgent the situation was.

Beside her, Shiro Suzuki, who had not eaten for several days, could not even walk, and after intense exercise such as running and dodging, he was even more unbearable, and almost fell to the ground with exhausted strength.

"You, who sent you..." Shiro Suzuki said in a weak tone, looking at the strange woman in front of him.

"A guy who doesn't know how to be evil." Belmod glanced at him lightly, then ignored it.

"Hurry up and leave, bring a message to my daughter for me." Shiro Suzuki listened to the endless gunshots, and there was no hope of escape.

"Since I promised him, I will never break my word." Belmode quickly reloaded the bullets, and fired several shots in a row, quite a posture of not saying much.

"Ugh!"

After several firefights, even if Belmode's marksmanship is superb and well-trained, he can't stand such a dense firepower, and a burst of blood splatters on his thigh.

Belmode, who crouched down in pain, did not forget to shoot back, barely forced back the attack of a group of black-clad organization members, and then hurriedly supported his body and rolled to the side to avoid subsequent bullets.

The pain in her thigh caused her to be severely distracted, unable to concentrate on returning fire with a gun, let alone dodge effectively.

The spare bullets were exhausted, and Belmode gritted his teeth and tore off a piece of his clothes wrapped around the base of his thighs, wanting to get up and fight with those people again, for the last glimmer of life.

Before she could make a move, a strong hand suddenly pressed her down, and when I looked back, I found that it was my dream that had arrived.

"Hurt?"

Belmode's lips were blood-red from his own bite, and after a little nod, he spoke up: "There are many people outside, we have to find a way to escape." "

I dreamed of turning sideways to look at the scene on the other side of the wall, and sure enough, it was full of gunmen as they said.

"Follow me." I dreamed of speaking low, turned to Shiro Suzuki and bent over to pick it up, "The person on the side stairs has been solved by me, hurry up and get out."

Belmod did not hesitate when he heard this, dragging his injured leg behind him.

The three of them sneaked all the way, and the night clothes prepared by Belmode played a key role in the darkness, hiding the figures of several people well.

Although I dreamed that I had changed into my night clothes, I had a faint level of a professional during the march, and my every move was dripping without leakage, leaving no flaws for the enemy.

Belmod laboriously followed behind my dream, at this time she not only felt pain in her legs, but also a drilled pain in her lower back, how could she not know what the situation was.

Shiro Suzuki, who was lying on my dream, had fainted, and Belmode behind him also seemed weak, and the speed of the three was slowly decreasing.

"How?"

Belmod shook his head with an ugly face, covered his back with one hand, and said: "Go to the North District, I know a doctor friend, please... Ask him to help me with treatment. Before

she could finish speaking, she could no longer support herself and fell to her knees, and I dreamed that I saw the blood that continued to flow from the back of her waist.

"Click..." There

was a noisy sound of footsteps in the corridor behind me, and I dreamed of picking up Belmode, who was unable to walk, with one hand, confirming a direction, and quickly leaving.

The confused Belmod only felt that the sky was spinning, her waist was wrapped by a strong arm, and a sense of security welled up in her heart, which was a feeling that was incomparably far away from her.

Everything in front of her was so gray that she couldn't help but want to stay in this warm embrace, slowly closed her eyes and thought of nothing, just slept quietly.

Gin Jiu led a group of his subordinates to chase closer, only vaguely seeing a little blood on the ground, and the three figures who had been chased by them for a long time had disappeared.

"Big brother, big brother, what should I do?"

Qin Jiu's eyes were cold, he glanced at the group of subordinates beside him, and said in a low tone: "Block the news, in addition... Catch up with them. "

Belmode's betrayal after many years of work, the strength of the strange man who can crush him, and the repeated failed missions have made him unable to deal with it as calmly as usual, and he now just wants to find the guy who got in the way and kill him with his own hands to vent his anger.

A group of subordinates rushed out of the building in pursuit, while Gin Jiu and Vodka remained in place to communicate information with the adult who gave the task.

"BOSS, it's my fault for letting her run, and I'm willing to take responsibility for it."

"I'm

going to question her to her face." An unhurried, old voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Understood." A trace of fierceness flashed in Gin Jiu's eyes, and he slowly put away the phone.