Hong Shun didn't have much time to think, and during this precious time, he didn't say anything useful, but just cursed.
"You're serious!"
Red Falcon was too familiar with the shotgun. Although it was a new imitation, in his memory, this type of gun had smashed countless demons into pieces. What was even more interesting was that you never knew what kind of ammunition that lunatic Lorenzo had stuffed in it.
It could be a deer bullet or a dragon's breath bullet, but no matter what's inside, if it hits me at this distance, I'm probably going to die.
"Feel sorry!"
Irene finally said, pulling the trigger, and Irene fell backwards.
After a gunshot, the bullets spurted out and shattered everything in front of him, the table was overturned, and dust was splashed on the wall.
Irene almost fell down under the huge recoil. She had clearly made sufficient preparations, but in the end this still happened. Irene could not imagine how Lorenzo used this gun.
Due to the interference of the final recoil, she missed the target. When she looked forward again, she had lost sight of the Red Falcon. There was only a small amount of blood on the ground. It seemed that the Red Falcon was moving quite fast.
She searched the room. It wasn't big, and there weren't many places for the kestrel to hide. Irene quickly looked behind the closet.
"Moon! Are you still alive?"
She asked again.
Behind the wardrobe, Red Falcon was squatting in the corner. Now Irene had the killing weapon and the backup weapons in the cello case, and he only had a fruit knife, a damn fruit knife.
So why wasn't Lorenzo's box locked
Hong Jian cursed in his heart.
Just like when people are unlucky, they will blame the heavens and the earth. At this point, Red Falcon can only vent his anger on Lorenzo.
But no matter how much he cursed, it seemed that it could not change the fact that he was going to be killed. His heart was beating violently and the surroundings fell into an eerie silence.
Not good!
It was too quiet. Irene hadn't made any sound since just now, and she couldn't tell where she was.
Almost at the same moment, the bullet pierced through the wardrobe, wood chips flew everywhere, and the fragments hit his head with a clattering sound.
The gunshots were very close, so close that they seemed to be right next to me.
"I say, Irene, we can still talk about it, right? What do you want?"
The voice of Red Kestrel came from behind the wardrobe. Irene slowly approached holding Winchester, a strange smile appearing on her face.
"Hey, Moon, are you still alive? Are you hurt?"
"What do you think?"
Both of them became insidious and cunning.
"So, are you interested in talking? Erin, killing me won't change anything, right?"
Hong Jian's voice sounded a little hurried and suppressed, and he looked hurt. Realizing this, the smile on Irene's face became even wider.
"Lorenzo is the one in charge now. I'm just a pendant. No matter what you want, you should talk to Lorenzo. And if you kill me, do you think you can escape Lorenzo's revenge?" Red Falcon began to threaten Irene.
"Don't look at it this way. After all, Lorenzo and I have a life-and-death friendship. You have also seen how powerful he is... You... Aren't you afraid of my brother?"