"boom!"
At the same time, two overlapping gunshots exploded simultaneously.
A silver bullet and another pure black bullet pierced through the rain curtain and crossed each other in midair. One grazed the girl's ear less than a centimeter away, and the other hit the black cloth waistcoat, exploding a cluster of bright blood.
Xia Yibing's reaction after being reminded was amazing.
I don't know where she took it out from - it was like a magic trick, and suddenly two bright silver wheels appeared in her hands.
She swung her arms while turning, and when she completed the turn and swung one of the guns out in a completely stretched and graceful posture, in that direction, the newspaper delivery man had just stopped the car and turned around, with his hand that was inserted into his chest still there.
"Bang!" The pistol spun and hit the upper middle part of his face. He felt a chill in his head, as if some liquid was flowing down from the top of his head, and fell to the ground along with the bicycle.
Xia Yibing didn't even look at him.
After swinging the gun, she stepped forward with her left foot and used her body to block the girl's back. She raised the gun with her left hand and aimed across the street, just in time to see the vendor pull out a long-barreled rifle from his cart.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
He walked across the street with big strides, pulling the trigger as he walked, making sure the man's body would shake with every shot. Anger and brutality were brewing in Xia Yibing's eyes.
Maybe the flat tire was an accident, but she didn't expect that they would actually be attacked by the enemy on this section of road in Wayne Port.
The Bedlek Museum is in the city center.
Think deeper?
This place is not far from the White Shadow Palace.
Of the six bullets, except for the first two which went astray and were used by her to position themselves, the remaining four all poured into the man's body.
When she walked to the middle of the road and swung the revolver to replace the bullet, the man had already slid to the ground, dead with his eyes wide open.
He took out a round magazine wheel specially used for changing bullets in the revolver, threw away the cartridge cases, and pushed in six bullets at once. Xia Yibing shook his hand vigorously, and the revolver returned to its original position with a "click".
She is much more skilled in using this thing than Hitzfeld.
Is the crisis over?
After glancing around the pancake stand and not seeing anyone else, she breathed a sigh of relief and turned back to look at Hitzfeld.
The battle over there has also been resolved.
When she walked over just now, she seemed to hear gunshots behind her. When she turned around, she saw the woman in the black scarf lying on the ground with four or five bloody holes on her body.
Beginners are so cruel...
Although she was gnashing her teeth in her heart, Xia Yibing thought it was a good thing.
When facing an unknown enemy, the best solution for a firearms beginner to protect himself is always to empty the magazine.
You must make sure that the enemy is completely killed to ensure your own safety.
But she has only just started using the revolver, so she may not be very skilled in changing bullets... I can remind her later that it is better to keep two bullets next time, so that she can be better prepared for unexpected situations.
As she was thinking, a picture suddenly flashed through Xia Yibing's mind.
When Hitzfeld first noticed the pancake stand, the man seemed to be waving at them.
She raised her head reflexively and saw half a person leaning out of the third-floor window above the archway.
He was holding a long-barreled shotgun in his hand and aiming down.
Hitzfeld below seemed to have sensed the danger, but she just looked around and didn't even think about looking up...
Before she could come up with a clear idea, Xia Yibing's body had already moved.
She could no longer feel the wind and rain, and the distance of more than ten meters passed in an instant.
She had only one thought in mind.
hurry up.
Faster.
Hitzfeld got wind of it.
She looked back at me.
She finally realized that the problem might be up there.
But time has already...
"boom!"
"Wow!"
The sound of gunfire and floor-to-ceiling windows being smashed overlapped and exploded.
Hitzfeld felt as if he had been hit head-on by a huge truck, and there was no part of his body that didn't hurt.
Xia should have...taken me to break the glass...and then knocked over a set of tables and chairs in the room.
I hit my head on the ground.
Damn it...
His consciousness was a little hazy, but the stinging pain in his left eye socket still reminded Hitzfeld that the crisis had not been completely resolved.
The woman held her in her arms, her body pressed against hers, not moving.
She didn't bother to check the conditions of the two people for the time being. She first used all her strength to pull her right hand out of the hug.
Including the bright silver pistol.
But its magazine was empty.
The entire area below the chest was hugged and pressed, so it was impossible to touch the thighs and put the spare bullets from the bandages.
But Hitzfeld made preparations for both scenarios.
She gritted her teeth, turned the wheel with her right hand, and quickly tore open the collar with her left hand.
Her cold fingers touched the warm chest and penetrated into the gap of the bra. She took out the bullet box from the space she had specially sewed for this situation and began to stuff the bullets into the reel one by one.
rustle……
She heard footsteps.
Someone was approaching, and there was a sound of broken glass being stepped on.
A shadow stepped in through the broken window, and at a glance, two people were seen lying on the ground hugging each other.
Knocked unconscious?
He grinned and glanced over the face of the girl at the bottom.
With a body size like this, being pushed down at that speed and hitting the glass and shattering it...even if he didn't faint, he would probably have a few broken bones.
It is no longer possible to resist.
"I didn't expect the commotion to be so big..."
Cursing under his breath, he turned his head and glanced out the window, just in time to see two people riding down on their bikes and running to the pancake shop to rescue the owner.
As he turned around, he suddenly felt as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake.
"boom!"
His head exploded out of thin air.
"Excuse me……"
Hitzfeld gasped and lowered the gun.
"I may die, but I will never faint."
This gunshot will undoubtedly alert more enemies.
If they did set up a defense line centered on the museum, this number of people could not be the total number.
Hitzfeld had already determined that he had no other injuries other than body aches.
At most, the backs of hands, feet and other parts were scratched by glass.
She knew that now was not the time to dwell on this, so she immediately bent down, and with some difficulty pulled the unconscious woman onto her back, then rushed into the side door of the restaurant with her on her back.
"Boom!"
As soon as he got in, the door frame was shattered by two bullets.
She did not dare to hesitate, and ran madly with the woman on her back. She kicked every door she saw and shot every locked door. She broke through four doors in a row, and kicked down several obstacles with her feet. Suddenly, her eyes lit up - she finally rushed out of the entire building and saw the pale rain curtain again.
This is the backdoor.
The alley on the left leads to the main street, where they had just fought.
The right side leads deeper into the alley.
It was pitch black inside and no one knew what was hidden inside.
Without pausing for a moment, Hitzfeld turned his head to the right, and his figure soon disappeared into the darkness.
Two or three seconds later, two tall brown-haired men quickly chased out, looked left and right, and for a moment they didn't know where to chase.
"It must be inside."
The man in the dark green tuxedo said.
"We still have people outside. She's not stupid!"
"What's next?"
"I'll go chase them, and you go and help them deal with the body."
"Only you?"
"Capturing Aisuen Hitzfeld is an additional mission in itself. Remember what you are supposed to do! Go and deal with the bodies! We must clean them up before the Black Lion arrives!"
Then he, too, ran into the dark alley and disappeared.
Chapter 14 Goodbye
A flash of lightning flashed across the cloudy sky, illuminating the moving shadows in the dark alley.
Amid the rumbling thunder, Hitzfeld held his breath, not daring to let it escape.
Fortunately, her extraordinary physical mechanism played an important role at this time. Although her strength and endurance were far inferior to those of ordinary people, that is, if an ordinary person ran 100 meters carrying a person on his back, he would feel dizzy, and she might only be able to last more than 20 meters...but she recovered quickly.
She had tested this a year ago: when her physical strength was exhausted, no matter whether she needed it next or not, as long as she stopped and rested for a while, the dried-up physical strength bar would slowly return to full value.
This was one of the reasons why she felt terrified at the time and felt that she might not be considered human.
Now she is extremely grateful to have such ability.
Whether you are human or not is not important compared to staying alive.
Especially summer.
She was concerned about whether she was injured.
After running in the alley for about two kilometers intermittently - probably not that far in reality, this was just Hitzfeld's vague estimate - Hitzfeld began to consider finding a place to hide.
The rainy day was in her favor. Although the rain was not heavy now, as long as the rain kept falling, the footprints and traces she left behind would be completely washed away.
As long as the initial dash and turns could temporarily shake off the enemy, it would be extremely difficult for the enemy to quickly find her in the complex alley.
Of course we can't stop now, but we can consider finding a place to rest and check Xia's injuries.
Thinking of this, the girl turned into another alley.
The dark alleys are not completely closed paths. Even in a developed city like the New Century, there are still places like urban villages and slums hidden in the city. The alleys behind the archways are mostly filled with hidden houses with backward architectural layout.
Just like this alley, there is a row of doors on each side, and the layout is almost the same as the ordinary houses at the entrance of the dark alley across Flo Street.
Hitzfeld slowed down his pace and listened carefully to the sounds inside the doors as he passed them. He quickly locked onto a house and thought that no one should be inside.
The sound of rain can cover up the sound of gunfire to a certain extent, but the distance is too close and it is not safe.
After gently placing the unconscious woman three steps away, Hitzfeld returned to the door of the selected house with his gun in hand, and slowly looked up at the sky.
She could only see a wide arc, which was the only remaining scenery squeezed out by the alley buildings.
Another flash of lightning flashed across the sky.
Her face was illuminated and it could be seen that she was almost completely wet.
