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At this instant, countless thoughts flashed through Qiancang's mind.

He also found something wrong with Xiao Zuanfeng's body, that was the blood on the latter's hands. This blood was Tong Bo's blood. It was obviously almost dried up, but now all the blood got into Xiao Zuanfeng as if there was life. In the arm.

Xiao Zuanfeng's hand did not hesitate, and directly pulled the trigger.

Only this time, the bullet was no longer shot from Qiancangyi's hand, but instead was shot at Qiancangyi.

The distance between the two is less than two meters. As far as the accuracy of the pistol is concerned, the possibility of missed shot is too low and too low.

The leader of Time Tomb.

This is the second time Qiancangyi has used the skill in a short period of time. The green part of his health bar has been used for most of his previous face to Tong Xiang, and now it is used again, and it drops to the red-green gradient almost instantaneously.

The breeze stays, and the fallen leaves stay.

At this moment, time seemed to belong to Qiancang alone, but to him, his body didn't feel good.

If using in a full state is equivalent to suddenly bearing a weight of fifty catties, then the second use in a short period of time will not simply double, the burden on the body is likely to be three or four times, and the body suddenly bears one. The difference between the weight of one hundred and fifty catties to two hundred catties is definitely not just the difference in numbers.

Qiancang felt that the capillaries all over his body were wailing, and his brain was in a state of chaos. It was clear that things that could be understood very quickly before, but at this time it seemed to be separated by a civilization.

Fortunately, what he wants to do does not require thinking power, but execution power.

Enduring the pain up and down all over the body, Qiancang moved a certain distance to the side, and at the same time he took out the revolver from his body. Now there are only six bullets left, which is one that can save a life.

After the skill time is over, everything starts to move again.

The gunshot sounded, and the pistol in his hand shot empty in the surprised eyes of the small wind.

The bullet hit the ground and made a harsh sound, but Xiao Zuanfeng's hand did not hesitate, and he moved a little. However, Qian Cangyi had also aimed at Xiao Zuanfeng at this time.

The situation in the office now is that Xiao Zufeng is standing, his facial expressions are extremely inconsistent with his body, his expression is full of surprise, but his hands are unusually stable. In contrast, Qiancangyi didn't choose to stand up because of the heavy burden on his body, but squatted halfway on the ground to facilitate his aim.

If the two shots at the same time, then the bullet in Qiancang No. 1's hand must be shot first. The reason is simple. Xiao Zuanfeng's hand is not fully in place, and it may be less than half a second away.

At the moment of life and death, such a little time can decide everything.

"Thank you for saving me so many times..." Xiao Zuanfeng's eyes were filled with despair.

He has seen Qian Cangyi’s behavioral style. At this time, Qian Cangyi will never feel soft-hearted, unless he can guarantee that his life will not be in danger, but it can be seen from Qian Cangyi’s face at this time. , He can't guarantee his life safety at all.

Qiancang pulled the trigger.

And Xiao Zuanfeng also chose to close his eyes, anyway... no matter whether he closes his eyes or not, his hand will not stop the action in progress.

The crisp sound of impact was transmitted to the ears of Xiao Zuifeng.

He opened his eyes and found that he had not been headshot. He looked down, and there were no wounds on his chest or abdomen, but the imitation pistol in his hand was gone, and his hand was bloody.

Only this time, blood flowed out of his hands.

His right hand was scrapped.

"It hurts..." The pain hit Xiao Zuanfeng's pain nerves like a tide.

At this moment, Qian Cangyi threw the revolver in his hand and smashed it on Xiao Zufeng's forehead, knocking him to the ground.

"If it is useful to kill you, you are dead now." Qian Cang took two deep breaths, and stood up while leaning on the wall. He staggered to the side of Xiao Zuifeng, just a few steps away. He almost fell to the ground.

During this process, Xiao Zuanfeng's hands seemed to want to move, but Qiancang stepped on the ground one by one.

"You have to be grateful that I have a good shooting talent." Qian Cang showed a tired smile on his face, and then he dragged a small diamond collar towards the door, "If the other party wants to use this method, then she The shortcomings are also obvious."

It was noon outside the door, almost when the sun was the strongest.

Xiao Zuanfeng just lay on the ground, Qiancangyi cut two holes in Xiao Zuanfeng's hand, and then stood aside and looked at him.

A hint of white smoke emanated from the hands of Xiao Zuifeng, not large, but continuous.

"It hurts..." Xiao Zuanfeng gritted his teeth tightly, and his body kept trembling.

At this time, Qiancang went black in front of his eyes and almost fell to the ground, "It's better to die in pain!" He was a little angry.

I feel that Chang Shuo is like a wall guarding justice, and the rest of Pushazhuang, whether it is the perpetrator or the victim, are desperately destroying this wall. What a... lone hero!

After standing firm, Qian Cangyi sighed in his heart.

With the passage of time, Xiao Zuifeng has given up shouting pain, and more white smoke emanating from him ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ even condensed into a real image in the sun.

The delicately carved face appeared in front of the two of them.

"What you did is meaningless." It was a very calm voice, like Zuo Ying, but not like Zuo Ying, as if it had mixed the rest of the people in it.

After saying this sentence, the white smoke disappeared completely.

At the same time, Xiao Zufeng also fainted.

"Unexpectedly, you did it, thank you! I can feel relieved, too." A voice sounded in Qiancangyi's mind.

He found that this was Fengxiahe's voice.

"So, everything is over, right?" Qian Cang raised his head and glanced at the sky. "By the way, if this'new life' chooses to stay dormant, the result may be completely different, but if Zuo Ying's character is used as a benchmark character, but she will definitely choose to take the initiative."

In the sky, a row of wild geese flew across.

During these three days, the bicycle that had been silently in the corner drove out automatically.

As soon as Qiancang went back to the house and took a drink, he dragged Xiao Zuanfeng into the house. After simply bandaging the latter's arm, he poured water on Xiao Zuanfeng's face, "Wake up! You can go now." ."

"I...Where am I?" Xiao Zuanfeng slowly opened his eyes, "Am I dead?"

"Not yet, but soon, do you see the bicycle? I can save it now when I walk." Qian Cang pointed to Xiao Zuanfeng's injured hand.

...

"What should the rest of the people do? I mean, those women parasitized by babies and ghosts." Xiao Zuanfeng asked.

He was fixed on the back seat of the bicycle. After all, he was injured all over. He is still alive thanks to his young age and his body is not very bad.

"What? Are you planning to go back? Then I will send you back." Qiancangyi did not waste his tongue to explain.

"No, no..." Xiao Zuanfeng grinned.