"How about hypocrisy? How about not hypocrisy?" Sister Zhao raised her wrist slightly, and the muzzle of her gun was stuck on Fan Wei's chest. There was regret in her eyes: "I am the one holding the gun, not you. I will judge one at this time. People are right and wrong, don’t you think it’s ridiculous? In this world, morality and reason are not used to criticize people, but to record the occurrence of something. Don’t you condemn a “special servant” 'Can she be good? Do you reason with the small vendors who occupies the land and they will abide by the law?"
Facing Sister Zhao’s questioning, Fan Wei was already fearless at this time, so she said straightforwardly: "I want to have a clear conscience."
"I have a clear conscience too!" Sister Zhao stared at Fan Wei with a calm and powerful voice: "I don't need to use your method to make myself have a clear conscience. Opening a position and doing good can have a clear conscience. Similarly, murder and arson can also have a clear conscience."
"It's so good that a murder and arson can have a clear conscience. In that case, what are you talking about? Do you?" Fan Wei stared at Sister Zhao, saying every word.
boom!
It was almost as soon as Fan Wei's voice fell, that the gunshots rang out. Fan Wei, who was already mentally prepared, was not afraid, but looked down at her body, but she did not find bullet holes or even pain in her body. No feeling at all. When Fan Wei looked at the gun in Sister Zhao's hand, she found that the point of the muzzle was no longer Fan Wei, but Duan Lin.
When Fan Wei looked at Xian Duan Lin, he found a bullet hole in Duan Lin's stomach, and Duan Lin's expression was also changing greatly.
After a brief astonishment, a wave of anger rose in Fan Wei's heart. Knowing that it was not Sister Zhao's opponent, Fan Wei still rushed to Sister Zhao desperately.
Wow...
The surrounding gangsters pointed their guns at Fan Wei at the same time, but did not shoot, because before they fired, the rifle in Zhao Jie's hand had already hit Fan Wei's jaw.
Fan Wei only felt dizzy and dizzy before her eyes, and when her spirit stabilized, she found that she was already paralyzed on the ground!
Sister Zhao's movements are too fast, and she hits the key as soon as she strikes. Fan Wei, who doesn't have the slightest sloppyness and lacks fighting experience, faces Sister Zhao and has nothing but to kill her. But the more desperate, Fan Wei was braver. Even if Sister Zhao showed a strength that could never be defeated, Fan Wei didn't have the slightest fear.
Looking up at Sister Zhao, Fan Wei said loudly: "Don't give me any chance, otherwise..."
Before Fan Wei finished speaking, Sister Zhao’s rifle stock was heavily smashed into Fan Wei’s stomach. The second half of her sentence was abruptly interrupted, her stomach turned overwhelming, and her eyes turned upside down. Perhaps Sister Zhao’s hand was not heavy. However, the direction of the attack is very tricky. The position of each shot is the key to Fan Wei. If the butt of the gun was not on the intestines, but a little lower, the little guy in Fan Wei's stomach would suffer. .
With Zhao's method, she wouldn't know which position was more lethal to Fan Wei, but she chose a position with less lethality, which meant that Zhao didn't seem to be killing Fan Wei. Meaning, just to give a lesson to Fan Wei.
After solving Fan Wei, Sister Zhao walked directly to Duan Lin and watched Duan Lin, who was affected by the tortoiseshell bullet and knelt on one knee because of the yin air flow.
"I respect you for being the murderer of death, so I now give you a choice, to die alone, or to die with all of you."
Heart attack
Fan Wei realized this and hurriedly shouted to Duan Lin: "Don't be confused by her!"
Duan Lin glanced at Fan Wei. There was no word. Even if Fan Wei didn't remind him, Duan Lin's sane personality naturally knew what to do and what not to do. Duan Lin slowly raised his head, his eyes met Sister Zhao’s eyes that the world could not figure out. After a few seconds of silence, Duan Lin did not immediately make a decision, but asked: "From what I know about you, you Can't do such meaningless actions, is there something unspeakable?"
When Duan Lin said these words, the corners of Ms. Zhao's mouth immediately outlined an arc of admiration: "Hahaha, it is indeed Duan Lin, who has fallen into this situation, and she can still say this kind of thing. With this courage alone, I don’t know that the Himalayas are a few higher than ordinary people. You’re right, I do have some unspeakable concealment.” At this point, Sister Zhao turned to look at Abuli, who had awakened next to him, but looked blank. .
"I'm very entangled now. First of all, I have no grievances with this person, and I definitely shouldn't hurt him easily. However, if they are let go, it is not my style of doing things. So the best choice, If you die for them, we will get what we need and we will mutually benefit each other, how about?"
Although Sister Zhao does have a good part in her heart, evil is now dominating Sister Zhao, so she is by no means simply not wanting to harm the innocent.
It was almost as soon as Fan Wei thought of this, Duan Lin had already spoken: "Don’t be so high-sounding, you just don’t want to do it here. You can tell that the killing intent in your heart is turbulent from your action against me and Fan Wei. But what you hit twice was not our key, which means you have scruples."
"Jeji?" Sister Zhao sneered, and suddenly raised the rifle in her hand and pressed the muzzle to Duan Lin's forehead: "You said I was jealous?"
Seeing Sister Zhao’s index finger resting on the trigger, Fan Wei was shocked, because Fan Wei could not hold Sister Zhao’s thoughts, so she could not predict whether Sister Zhao would shoot in the next step.
Judging by the destructive power of the tortoiseshell bullet against Duan Lin, if this shot were fired, the impact of the bullet would inevitably shatter Duan Lin's head, and by then, even Duan Lin would not be far away from his soul.
Just when Fan Wei's heart was about to mention his throat, Duan Lin stared at the muzzle with his head, stood up with difficulty, condescendingly, staring at Sister Zhao, with a calm and powerful voice: "I just bet you don't dare to kill. I."
"You are obviously not a qualified gambler." Sister Zhao's eyes were full of contempt, and the index finger on the trigger had already begun to exert force.
Fan Wei wanted to rush to stop Duan Lin's'death behavior', but was held down by the bandits next to her.
In desperation, Fan Wei could only yell at Duan Lin, "Are you crazy? Did you forget how she killed Shen Feng straightforwardly without mercy?"
Facing Fan Wei's suffocation, Duan Lin's eyes became more confident: "It is precisely because she can kill Shen Feng without hesitation that I can determine what she is worrying about at the moment!"
Fan Wei stunned, and stared at Duan Lin with furrowed brows: "What the hell do you mean?" (End of this chapter)