Ming Ke: Everyone at the same time thought I was a poor little thing

Chapter 350 Save a Cannonball

Fūya Rei now has only one thought: every blow the magician cuts at the system is what the system deserves.

He shook off the blood on his cane, lowered his head and pointed at the body on the ground. He frowned slightly and sighed. The faint smile on his face looked a bit like he was asking for a beating. "Hey? So your heart is on the left side. I lost the bet."

"But it's okay," he said encouragingly. "You can accuse me to God."

After he finished speaking, he half-knelt on the ground, put his ear to the ground and listened for a moment, then raised the corner of his mouth, stood up and walked quickly in the other direction.

A minute later, he blocked the bald man with an RPG on his shoulder.

After the bald man blew up the safe house, he was about to go in to search to see if anyone was dead, but he was blocked by the blond man.

The two exchanged bewildered glances. Fūya Rei suddenly raised his hand to cover his closed eyes and said sternly, "Why is it so bright all of a sudden? It's almost blinding me. The enemy is truly cunning, sending a bald man who can reflect light."

man:"……"

He reached out and touched his head, looking at me with a very unfriendly expression. Are you polite?

"You're not dead yet?" He reacted and immediately pointed the gun at Furuya Zero.

An unpredictable smile played on Fūya Rei's lips. He slowly approached with the cannon barrel at his side, his cane swaying gently with his steps. His clear, crisp voice carried the air of youth: "How arrogant! The rocket launcher is only equipped with three rockets. Are you so sure I'll die?"

He pondered for a moment, then enthusiastically offered a suggestion: "How about this? The RPG's propulsion power is pretty good, and your head is round and smooth. Unfortunately, your cerebellum has shrunk quite a bit. If you try hard, you should be able to squeeze yourself into the rocket launcher."

Bald head: "..."

He was stunned. Are you talking like a human being?

This rocket launcher is enough to stuff my arm in, let alone my head. Who are you mocking?

Furuya Rei tilted his head, trying to sound sincere. "Come on, give it a try. You might kill me, and you'll save a round."

The man was so angry that his face turned blue. He threw the rocket launcher to the ground, took out his gun and shot at Fūya Zero.

While skillfully dodging bullets, Furuya Rei said regretfully, "What an impatient person! He has no innovative spirit at all. It's disappointing."

The bald man yelled, his voice breaking: "Shut up!"

How could there be such a nasty person!

The superiors want to kill this guy, is it because his mouth is so offensive?

After a few more shots were fired, while Jōgō Rei was dodging, he had already come to the bald man's side. The slender blind stick hit the man's bald head, and the clanging sound was obvious, indicating that he was going to die.

Facing the man's gun, he didn't move or dodge, but only looked up in amazement and praised: "You have taken good care of yourself."

The bald man wanted to curse, but when he saw the gun in the other man's other hand pointing at him, he swallowed his words silently. He asked without confidence: "What do you want?"

There's no way, he's out of bullets in his gun.

Fūya Rei frowned: "Keep your voice down."

Bald: I was so upset that I dared not say a word.

Fūya Rei leaned on the ground, holding a cane. Light and shadow flickered across his handsome features. He lowered his voice slightly, the ethereal ending rising in a gentle voice. His gorgeousness was tinged with youthful innocence, as if he was acting coquettishly. "How about this, if you're willing to betray your boss, I'll let you go."

The bald man rolled his eyes, lowered his eyes to hide the viciousness in his eyes, and sneered at the naivety of the blond young man in his heart.

His hand holding the gun loosened, and as the sound of the gun falling to the ground was heard, Fūya Rei had already pulled the trigger, and the bullet quickly pierced the bald man's eyebrows.

The bald man stared at Furuya Rei with wide eyes in disbelief, accusingly saying, "Why...why?"

Fūya Lingzheng said to him with regret: "You are going to eat my family's food, why should I keep you around!"

He raised his blind stick and placed it against the bald man's chest, then gave him a gentle push and he fell to the ground.

He looked down at her and warned her, "Now, in your next life, remember not to agree to eat at someone else's house casually, because you might not be able to pay for it."

The bald man's consciousness gradually faded, but he could hear the young man's complaints gradually fading away.

"Really? You're so old, but you're still so naive!"

The bald guy almost vomited blood - fuck!

Who the hell would have thought that you would kill prisoners!

He wanted to feign surrender, but died in anger with the reputation of being a "fool".

Three minutes later, Fūya Rei arrived at a dark alley. Raffi was fighting a group of warriors with a knife. After fighting for a long time, he didn't kill anyone.

Of course, he wasn't killed.

Can't ask for too much.

Furuya Rei leaned against the wall, holding his cane. He waved in surprise, pointing and saying, "Lafite, are you cutting sushi with a knife? Your aim is terrible."

When Lafei heard the sound, he turned around and almost popped his eyes out. He immediately shouted, "Sir, leave now!"

Furuya Rei asked in a serious tone, "Are we going to your sushi restaurant?"

Rafi: “…No!”

He narrowly dodged the incoming knife, raised his hand to block the assassin who was about to rush to Mr., and said with difficulty: "You can go anywhere you want."

Just stay out of the killer's sweep and don't loudly reveal where you're going!!

Rafi suspected that the rocket launcher just now had blown the gentleman's brain, otherwise why did he suddenly give people the feeling that he was unreliable and deserved a beating?

"But I want to eat the sushi you make."

Fūya Rei's voice rose softly.

He suddenly stepped hard on the wall, retreated three meters, and stabbed behind him with his backhand. The sound of the sharp blade piercing the flesh was particularly conspicuous.

The warrior who had come up from behind him at some point was pierced from the jaw to the top of the head by the tip of the blind stick. He died with his eyes wide open in disbelief.

He pulled out his blind stick swiftly, and with the agility of a young man, he rushed into the circle of killers briskly and unrestrainedly.

Rafi wiped the blood off his face and asked calmly, "Why are you here?"

Fūya Rei kicked the charging warrior and said in feigned surprise, "Hey, Rafi, you're here too. I thought I was surrounded on my way out. Turns out I stumbled into your battlefield by mistake."

Lafite raised his knife to block the person behind him. Veins bulged on his forehead, but he suppressed his rage. With a sinister smile, he said, "So you're going the wrong way. I'll clear a path for you. Please leave immediately."

Furuya Rei said: "Well, maybe not. I need your prey to be part of my pleasure. Please stand aside, manager."

He rushed forward with his blind stick in hand. Under the siege of the killers, the sound of the blind stick and the samurai sword clashing against each other was clanging.

He was fierce and ruthless. When his blind stick was blocked by a big knife that was coming at him from the side, he pressed down hard and turned his wrist, and the blind stick missed the big knife and cut the warrior's neck.

Before the blood could splash out, he grabbed another warrior to block him and said in his ear with a smile: "Your heart is beating too fast."