With the sound of glass shattering, Ou Xiangrong jumped out from the third floor.

"Bang bang!"

Ou Xiangrong, who had just smashed through the window, heard two gunshots. He knocked away the one that hit his head with a willow blade, but he couldn't stop the bullet that hit his chest.

The powerful kinetic energy of the bullet pierces the skin and gets caught by the strong muscles.

Following the gunshots, in the shadows beside the green belt, stood a tall mixed-race beauty, wearing a skirt and white shirt, her hair fluttering in the wind, she was incomparably glamorous.

She holds a silver pistol in each hand, and two holsters are tied on her long legs covered in black silk.

Bang, bang, bang... The half-race beauty calmly fired, her marksmanship was precise, and she seemed to be able to predict the trajectory of his fall.

After being shot several times in a row, Ou Xiangrong finally landed on the ground. He suddenly looked at the mixed-race woman, and two blood-colored distorted runes appeared in his pupils.

The next moment, the woman's expression became sluggish, she turned the muzzle of the gun and pointed it between her eyebrows.

"boom!"

The muzzle spewed flames, and the bullet failed to shatter the woman's smooth forehead, but was blocked by a pair of rough palms.

She didn't know when there was a worker wearing a miner's hat beside her, his dark face was full of dignity, and said:

"Bewitching demon?"

"A Level 3 Bewitching Demon."

In the darkness, came a man leaning on a cane, wearing a black formal suit with a black vest and a white shirt, and combing his hair meticulously.

"Let the little ones set up defenses outside the community, don't get close here."

Another voice came, and a beautiful woman wearing an ink cheongsam walked out of the corridor, with a gentle and quiet temperament and a beautiful appearance.

Ou Xiangrong held the knife and looked around with a gloomy expression.

"Boom boom boom..."

At this time, the roar of a locomotive came from a distance, the bright lights pierced the darkness, and a motorcycle whizzed by. The woman on the car was wearing a white racing suit, leaning over her upper body, and carrying a three-foot-long black motorcycle in her hand. Long knife, the first to charge.

The next moment, gunshots rang out again, blocking Ou Xiangrong's retreat, and the figure of the flame jumped out of the window to block him from the side.

Tang Guoqiang, wearing a miner's hat, pressed his hands on the ground, the concrete floor cracked, and a pair of muddy hands grabbed Ou Xiangrong's feet.

Ou Xiangrong waved the willow blade calmly, knocking the bullet with a tricky angle, and the bullet and the blade collided to produce dazzling sparks.

Immediately afterwards, his leg muscles swelled, cracking his muddy hands, and he rolled forward, just in time to avoid the flame man who fell down from the third floor.

Teng Teng Teng... After rolling over, he ran wildly towards the woman on the motorcycle.

In the night, the two passed by each other, the sharp willow blade sliced through the woman's chest, but there was no real sense of cutting. The moment the woman on the motorcycle was cut by the blade, her body turned into water.

And her long knife brushed against Ou Xiangrong's chest.

Ou Xiangrong's chest was split open, and large streams of blood gushed out.

Regardless of his injuries, he fled out of the community without stopping.

At this time, a beautiful woman in a cheongsam jumped out of the window on the second floor. She ran on the wall with bare snow-white feet like she was walking on the ground. JrNovels.com