768: C768 The Pleasure of Becoming Strong

C768 The Pleasure of Becoming Strong

Suddenly, Huo Zhiqian held the blade with one hand, and his hand was immediately covered in blood.

If Le Youyou was still suspecting that he would imprison her for the rest of her life, but now, he caught the blade with one hand. Blood flowed out of his hand, and she instantly believed him.

He would definitely not harm her like Tang Beiyue had said.

The warrior probably received orders from his master not to hurt Le Youyou, so after Huo Zhiqian pressed down on the blade, he withdrew the blade in time and started to attack Huo Zhiqian.

The other three warriors also appeared around the room and started to attack Huo Zhiqian.

Huo Zhiqian fought with the assassin while looking around.

Huo Zhiqian loved guns since he was young. There were all kinds of guns in the room. Although most of them were for decoration purposes, they were also very lethal. Furthermore, there was a row of real bullets in his bedside table.

He had always believed in Le Youyou. After he arranged for her to stay in this room, he did not deliberately take away these weapons.

Fortunately, he confiscated these weapons. Now, these weapons might be of great help to him.

The man swiftly pulled open the drawer, took out the bullet clip, and took out the gun on the wall. He quickly loaded the gun and aimed it at the four killers from the Tang family who were attacking him.

Bang! Bang! Two shots were fired.

However, those assassins were good at martial arts, so they dodged the bullets.

Huo Zhiqian continued to press the trigger, but the bullets were gone.

He threw the gun away and could only fight with his bare hands.

At this moment, Le Youyou suddenly took out the gun that she hid in her waist pocket. She pointed at the killer and shouted, "Don't move. "

She could not bear to shoot, but if she did not shoot, Huo Zhiqian would die.

If she shot, it meant that the person who killed Tang Beiyue and Beiyue had broken off again.

Right at this moment, Huo Zhiqian let out a muffled groan. It turned out that his shoulder had been cut by a knife.

He shouted angrily and snatched the blade of one of the warriors, cutting the warrior in half.

Blood splashed across the entire room. The three ninjas became even more fierce and calm as they attacked Huo Zhiqian from both sides. Huo Zhiqian was the king of the army, but he was alone in the blood, bathing in it. His physical strength gradually became weaker.

He never thought of letting Le Youyou be stained with weapons.

He had always thought that she was just a girl who could not stand the wind.

So, at this moment, he saw Le Youyou holding a gun and trembling all over. He did not expect her to really save him.

Le Youyou nervously looked at the killers in the hall.

Perhaps it was because of the bacterial strain Butterfly's effect, her eyesight was surprisingly good.

She restrained the fear in her heart, closed her eyes, and suddenly shot. The warrior who spoke to her earlier was hit on the back, and staggered and fell to the ground.

She closed her eyes and shot the second killer. This time, her technique was very accurate. The shot hit his forehead and the killer immediately died.

In an instant, Le Youyou solved two threats.

Huo Zhiqian's face was full of surprise.

She had always been weak and weak. She was just an ordinary girl. He did not expect her to use a gun and become so powerful. One shot, one shot. . . The power of this sniper rifle really made people look at her in a new light.

After she finished shooting these two shots, she originally wanted to finish off another one. "Miss Le. . . " Suddenly, the killer who was injured by her screamed in pain, "You doing this will make young master Tang sad. . . He did it to save you. . . "1

Le Youyou's face turned pale. She saved Huo Zhiqian, would it make Beiyue even more sad?

She really did not want anyone to feel sad for her.

But. . . She didn't want to see Huo Zhiqian die in front of her.

If Tang Beiyue or Gong Mingchuan were in danger, she would definitely save them.

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