I Will Be The Crowned King

Chapter 37 Suspect? Kill!

The moment the gunshots sounded, the rushing suspect raised his head subconsciously and looked at the girl who jumped up in the air and the shotgun in her hand in astonishment.

Lisa, who held a gun in one hand, pulled the trigger in mid-air, and the exploding lead bullets spewed out from the gun flames like blooming flowers.

The picture of this moment is frozen in the snow-covered Teapot Street in winter, and time seems to suddenly become stagnant.

In just the next second, the suspect's expression changed from stunned to terrified - the girl shot him not only with cannonballs, but also with grenades!

"boom--!!!!"

The golden-red fire cracked on the snow-covered streets. The white snow and black mud were wrapped in thick smoke and blasted into the sky, splashing like rain. The deafening roar was mixed with the screams of many people.

At the moment when the explosion sounded, the suspect was directly knocked out by the air wave, jumped a few times on the thick snow like water, and tumbled awkwardly while using his hands and feet to get up, and continued to move forward without turning his head. run wild.

The soldiers of the guard company who were affected had to lie down and hide, and the pursuit was blocked by the explosion.

"Lian... Sheriff?!"

"Go block the streets and don't let the suspects escape!"

Lisa, who was holding a cigarette (licorice stick), shouted loudly. The moment she landed, she had already skillfully loaded the shotgun, and the iron beast, which was so hot that it was still smoking, was ready to go again.

[Article 8 of the Sheriff's Code: Maintaining community security, attacking threats endangering public safety, and nipping incidents in the bud is the most important mission of the sheriff. 】

"Follow orders--!!!!"

The guard company that was instructed immediately disbanded on the spot, ran while blowing the iron whistle, and spread out the encirclement network along the street; one of the fastest soldiers drove the carriage directly and rushed to the nearest church (Storm division outpost).

Although the guard company has no experience in managing city security at all, but because Ansen himself is a skirmisher, his subconscious preference has led to the entire guard company being a skirmisher—ambushing, outflanking, gathering, chasing, calling for reinforcements... these all belong to them own job.

At the same time, the petite sheriff had already chased after him across the sea of ​​flames, and the shotgun in his arms roared simultaneously.

"No--run!"

The sound of gunshots that pierced the eardrum exploded on the empty street, and the hot lead bullets stirred up the white snow, flying in the drifting gunpowder, making a pleasant sound of water and fire.

The running suspects kept turning sharply, sliding, jumping, rolling, and constantly dodging with extremely agile movements, using the surrounding snow, the narrow streets and the **** everywhere as bunkers and dodging spaces.

Lisa's eyes widened.

In her impression, this was the first time she saw a guy who couldn't hit.

Physical fitness, reaction time, instinctive prediction... are better than the soldiers of the guard company, even better than Anson.

This murderer (suspect)...strong!

But what she didn't know was that the "strong" suspect in front of her was already looking at her with the eyes of a monster.

While escaping for his life, the suspect observed the girl who claimed to be the "sheriff" behind him from the corner of his eye; not only was he able to keep up with his speed, but the speed of reloading the shotgun in his hand was terrifyingly fast, and every shot was terrifyingly fast. It is steady and ruthless.

If I hadn't been able to accurately predict the coverage of her every shot, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been shattered long ago!

click-

The slightly reddish shotgun was aimed at his back again, and the suspect immediately lowered his body, ready to take off and dodge to the right.

But at this moment, he suddenly noticed that there was a grenade in the hand of the girl who ran wild.

The suspect immediately guessed Lisa's brain circuit-blocking the escape space with an explosion, and then firing when he was forced to stop; with the coverage of the shotgun, he could not escape no matter what.

So how many grenades did she carry? !

The suspect cursed in his heart, then turned back without warning, and rushed towards Lisa who was chasing after him.

Sure enough... just as he turned around, a black shadow flew behind his scalp close to his scalp, and the girl who saw him suddenly turned around looked stunned and did not pull the trigger.

"boom--!!!!"

At the moment when the flames burst, Liza seemed to have finally returned to her senses, and the shotgun in her right hand was aimed at the attacking figure.

The gun flame opened a fan in front of her, but the suspect who had already caught its effective range jumped up and rushed towards the delicate and helpless girl from top to bottom, pulling out the short knife hidden under the left sleeve with his right hand. .

He saw the girl who pulled the trigger raised her head in surprise and looked at himself, and then she...

Laughed.

The suspect was taken aback for a moment, and found that the girl's left hand, which should have been empty, suddenly had a dark object.

Um? !

Seizing the moment of his astonishment, the excited Lisa snapped off the licorice stick at the corner of her mouth, and the "dagger" revolver in her left hand roared up to the sky:

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

As a judge-style weapon, the characteristics of the dagger, in addition to its exaggerated gun body and unacceptable recoil force, was not aimed at "ordinary people" from the beginning, but a weapon for spellcasters.

At least before becoming a Blasphemer Mage, the biggest weakness of all spellcasters regardless of type is the heart, so there is only one manufacturing standard for "daggers": one shot to blast the enemy's heart.

"Pfft!"

Accompanied by the black smoke from the explosion, the suspect stumbled and fell to the ground; the lead bullet shattered his right knee, and dark red blood seeped half of his clothes, staining the snow on the ground red.

But he didn't have time to scream, because the petite shadow was rapidly approaching.

"Catch it!"

Lisa, who was holding a half "filter" in her mouth, shouted cheerfully, and the shotgun with its hot barrel made a beautiful arc in mid-air, lying quietly in the snow.

The exaggerated "dagger" revolver spun gracefully in her palm, eating a lead bullet that she threw into the air with each turn.

click-

With the crisp sound of the magazine closing, the girl happily aimed the gun at the terrified suspect and tapped the hammer lightly.

"clang!"

The bright silver sword light smashed the lead bullet, and the fire flashed in the air.

Resisting the blood spurting right knee, the suspect who gritted his teeth stood up and did not run away, but pounced on Lisa who was still pulling the trigger on the opposite side.

He is very awake now - the soldiers of the Storm Division must have surrounded the entire community, and if he doesn't kill this self-proclaimed "sheriff" girl as soon as possible, he will not even have room to deal with the army in the city!

Time was slowed down infinitely again at this moment, and the roaring lead bullets dragged the tail flame one by one, slid past the suspect like a meteor, scratched his cheeks, and tore the hem and cuffs of his clothes... Couldn't really hurt his body.

Even the shattered right knee seemed to be intact, and it didn't affect his movements at all.

Lisa's pupils, who kept pulling the trigger, widened, and the cold sword light turned into an afterimage and galloped.

"clang!"

The short blade and the bayonet collided, and the harsh sound exploded in the ears of the two at the same time.

The girl who was close to her clenched her teeth and turned the "dagger" revolver by 180 degrees while dodging. She held the hot and red gun barrel tightly in her right hand, and smashed the **** of the gun at the opponent's head.

"Boom!"

The suspect leaned back, the afterimage of the "dagger" **** slid across his nose, and the violent force smashed the wall of one side of the house into pieces.

At this moment, he finally saw clearly the weapon that the girl hid under the "wide trench coat".

Six grenades, four revolvers, two shotguns, a waist (if she has one) crotch clip, two short swords and a dagger, plus three cans - apple, pork and yellow peach.

This is only what she hid on her body, not counting the two grenades she used before, the shotgun, the dagger revolver and the dagger drawn from her sleeve have been thrown away!

And after so many things were tied all over her body, this girl was still able to catch up with her, and her speed and reaction were even ahead of her. She...

What kind of monster is she? !

The shocked suspect seemed to have forgotten to dodge for a while, and the dagger that was swayed in his right hand attacked Lisa's throat again without hesitation.

The girl who lost the first blow did not hesitate, she dodged back decisively and parried the bayonet horizontally.

But this is just an appearance... The real killer of "Smart Lisa" is still the dagger revolver in the right hand.

In the revolver magazine that she swung out as a blunt weapon, there is still the last bullet hidden!

The dagger turned in her palm, and Lisa, who was "pretending" to block, ducked back, her right hand holding the gun handle slowly raised, aiming the muzzle at the suspect's chest.

But at this moment, the other party suddenly raised his mouth with a sneer; instead of chasing after him, he suddenly opened his left hand and stretched out the muzzle of the revolver.

Lisa's eyes widened.

"boom!"

The gun flames spewed out, and the gunpowder smoke wrapped the air waves, blowing off the girl's collar and messy hair, revealing a pair of eyes full of incredible writing.

The opponent's open left hand held the bullet enough to explode the caster's heart...in the palm of his hand!

The expressionless suspect clenched his intact fist tightly, and dark red blood spilled out of his palm, dripping from between his fingers, soaking the blackened back of his hand.

In the next second, the iron fist hit Lisa's lower abdomen hard.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by the dull deep alley, the petite figure had no resistance and was knocked into the air.

The dagger holding the sword light raised at the same time, and stabbed Lisa's neck with precision.

At the last second, the girl raised the bayonet, and finally blocked the blade before being decapitated, bursting with a series of dazzling flames.

But this only means that the blow was "blocked"... With an almost terrifying force, the girl was knocked out like a shell out of the chamber, smashing directly through the wall on the right side of the street.

The roar of broken bricks and wood and all kinds of screams finally stopped completely after a few seconds.

The suspect standing on the spot gasped in a low voice, slowly opened the left hand that he had just clenched tightly, and dropped a blood-stained lead bullet from the center of the already **** palm, and there was even a little flesh on it.

He didn't step forward to confirm whether the "monster girl" was killed or not, and he had no plans to make up for it. He calmed down a little and continued to turn his head and run.

The previous whistle and the explosion just now... In less than half an hour, the entire Teapot Street will be completely blocked by the soldiers of the garrison in the city, and now I can't delay even a second!

The suspect ran quickly and quickly left blood-stained footprints on a snowy street.

But that's not a problem...Teapot Street is the newest and worst neighborhood in the entire Beluga Harbor, and in less than half an hour, those newcomers and natives who have nothing will come out of their shacks with air leaks on all sides to make a living for the day. Work hard, the whole street will be overcrowded.

The streets that are now pure white will soon turn into black and white mud under hundreds of feet; if they want to find clues, they will not arrest the entire Teapot Street!

The dilapidated Teapot Street is narrow and messy, but the suspect looks very familiar with it. He shuttles up and down between countless old shacks and garbage dumps everywhere, as if walking on the ground.

Dragging his right leg with a broken knee, he quickly fled to the end of the street.

As long as you leave Teapot Street as soon as possible, first hide in a few nearby communities, and then go to the port area to recover for a few days; even if the garrison corps really closes the city and searches, it will never be found...

At this moment, he suddenly raised his head, and a strong sense of crisis made him stop instinctively.

But I can't feel any breath around. I can't see a figure in the empty street. I can only hear my own breathing, and I can only smell the faint smell of fireworks~www.novelmt .com~Wait...the smell of fireworks?

This is Teapot Street, how could anyone afford a stove...

"boom--!"

With the sound of the wooden shed shattering, a petite figure rushed out from the side of the street and appeared behind him.

And appearing with her, there is also a grenade flying in the air.

The suspect jumped back immediately. He raised his head and was shocked to find that the girl did not dodge, and was proudly holding two "Zizi" smoking grenades, standing there waiting for him.

Staring at a pair of big, scarlet eyes!

No wonder she could keep up with him and didn't show the slightest breath... This was the last thought in his mind a second before the explosion.

"boom----!!!!"

From the loud noise of the explosion, black smoke rose, and the rising plume of smoke could be seen clearly in the entire Beluga Harbor.

In the dark smoke, Lisa, whose face was dyed black, got up from the ground while coughing, patted the sparks on her clothes that had not yet burned out, and walked towards the charred figure in the center of the explosion.

The suspect, whose body was blown to coke, was dying. He desperately raised his head and looked at the figure who picked up the shotgun that had fallen on the ground and walked towards him.

"So...you...you are...old...old god..."

"Lisa is Lisa!"

The girl interrupted suddenly.

She strode forward, pressing the loaded shotgun against the suspect's head, her left hand on her hip, if any.

"Lisa's name is Lisa Bach!"

"It's the sheriff of Beluga Harbor!"

The girl who announced loudly pulled the trigger in her hand.

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