"No, stop, stop!" Seeing the miserable look on her right hand, the little witch felt her heart tremble violently.
"Hey, are you anxious? Don't be anxious. I'll kill her first, and then I'll take care of you!" Xueying turned his head and glanced at the little witch, then stepped in front of his right hand, and then faced his right hand. The jaw is a kick.
Peng!
The body on the right hand turned over directly, and blood sprayed directly on the roof of the building, dyeing the roof with blood.
Then his body fell heavily to the ground, and blood flowed all over the ground.
"No! Ah You, Ah You..." Seeing her right hand lying on the ground and unable to stand up anymore, the little witch screamed in a heart-breaking voice.
She tried to rush towards her right hand, but she was blocked by the shadow of blood.
"Get out of my way, get out of my way!" The little witch pushed the blood shadow tightly, trying to push away the blood shadow that was blocking him. However, the blood shadow was like a big mountain, and she couldn't shake it at all.
Regret, self-blame, and despair filled the little witch's heart.
If she had listened to her right hand, it would be difficult for Xue Sha to find a chance to get close to her, and it would be impossible for her to be in such a predicament today.
At this moment, her right hand could no longer move and she was covered in blood. She tried her best to open her mouth and said with difficulty: "Li... Li Xue... Miss, no... don't... trust anyone easily, except... .except death... God!”
"Wow, I was wrong, I was wrong. Ah You, I was wrong!" The little witch's tears were flowing crazily, and she hated herself so much. I hate myself for trusting Xueying.
If he hadn't been willful, if he hadn't been too stupid, how could Ah You have fallen to this point
If he hadn't followed Xueying privately, Xueying wouldn't have dared to be so presumptuous as long as he was in Beijing.
"Ahem, Li... Miss Li Xue, actually... the God of Death is dead, and I... my heart hurts as much as you do!" said the right hand again. Every word she spoke always brought out a mouthful of blood.
"Woo, Ah You, don't say any more, don't say any more, I understand, I understand." Every word and sentence in his right hand was like a sharp knife, cutting the little witch's heart.
She suddenly realized that she was too stupid. How could Ah You not be sad about Liu Mang's death? How could it not be sad
It's just that Ah You is a killer who walks in code words. She is just used to indifference and disguise.
The little witch clutched her heart tightly, feeling severe pain there.
Seeing the little witch burst into tears, her always indifferent right hand also shed a tear from the corner of her eye, and then she coughed violently and said: "Ahem, Li... Miss Li Xue, I'm afraid... I'm afraid I won't be able to see you again..." I can't protect you anymore. Ah You is going to see the God of Death, and Ah You is going to hell to protect the God of Death. Yes... I'm sorry!"
Several attacks from Blood Shadow had seriously injured her. She now felt as if all the bones in her body were about to break. She knew she might not live long.
However, she was not afraid because she could finally see the God of Death. To meet the god of death who saved her and her sister.
"No, don't. Ahyou, don't!"
The words on her right hand made the little witch feel extremely uneasy and she screamed heartbreakingly.
At this moment, she realized that her right hand was like a sister in her heart.
"Ahem, no... don't be sad for Ah You, Ah You is just a killer!"
Suddenly, the right hand smiled. As she laughed, blood flowed directly from her mouth.
That scene hurt the little witch's heart.
The little witch opened her mouth, but she could no longer scream. A kind of fear spread throughout her body.
The next moment, she saw her right hand, which had been lying on the ground coughing up blood, suddenly stand up staggeringly.
Then, he kicked the wall behind him and swung the eight-inch dagger in his hand towards the blood shadow.
This was the last blow of her right hand, the last blow that she mustered all her strength to deliver.
stop!
The figure on the right hand carries a strong wind. In the wind, beautiful blood flowers flew down.
"Ayou!" the little witch finally hissed.
However, at this moment, the blood shadow let out a cold roar: "Death!"
boom!
The frightening roar sounded, and Xueying kicked his right hand in the chest.
Peng!
An extremely dull sound rang out, and he gathered all his strength to deliver the final blow with his right hand and his body, like a bow, hitting the window glass of the room, smashing the glass directly, and then flew out of the window.
Plop!
He fell hard into the roaring river behind the hotel!
"Death!" Xue Ying quickly walked to the window, instantly pulled out a pistol from his waist, fired six shots at the raging river, and directly consumed all the bullets in the pistol.
"No, don't!" the little witch screamed and rushed to the window with all her strength. In an instant, she saw a bright red color on the raging river.
"A right, a right!"
The little witch screamed, ready to climb up the window and jump down.
However, before she could climb to the window, she was thrown directly onto the bed by Xue Ying, who then roared: "She is already dead, now it's your turn!"
"It's all you, it's all you." The little witch shouted with hatred and tears, kicking her legs directly towards the wound on Xueying's chest.
A kick hit the wound on Xueying's chest, causing Xueying's entire face to instantly distort, and he roared ferociously: "Bitch, you are looking for death!"
Roaring, he tore the little witch's clothes crazily.
In an instant, the little witch's top was severely torn, revealing her attractive black shoulder straps.
"Black temptation, I like Xueying!" Seeing the black shoulder strap on the little witch's fragrant shoulder, Xueying licked his chapped lips and pounced on the little witch.
However, just when his body was about to press down, his forward-leaning body suddenly leaned back.
In an instant, a cold light flashed across his face, bringing with it a hint of scarlet.
Immediately, an eight-inch short knife was inserted directly into the wall.
"who is it?"
Xueying glanced at the knife with almost half of its blade inserted into the wall, wiped off the blood on his face, and looked towards the door.
Tick tock tick...
A cold and murderous woman walked in.
"What happened to your right hand?"
The woman glanced at the room indifferently. After seeing the blood-red patches in the room, she stared at the blood shadow, her eyes gleaming with a terrifying cold light.
"Are you the Left Hand of God?" Sensing the woman's aura as cold as ice, Xueying's eyes suddenly shrank.
The murderous aura in that woman made him feel a kind of fear.
"Let me ask you, what happened to your right hand?" The left hand stepped forward again, approaching.
"Ah You, Ah You..." The little witch on the bed pointed to the window with concern.
She didn't recognize her left hand, and her right hand had never mentioned its existence to her. However, at this moment, she already felt that there must be an unusual relationship between her left hand and her right hand.
Hearing the words of the little witch, the left hand's body trembled slightly, and his eyes staring at the blood shadow suddenly turned scarlet: "You... you actually killed the right hand?"
Seeing this, Xueying's originally contracted eyes instantly widened and he smiled evilly: "Yes, she was killed by me."
"I broke her arm and kicked her ribs, and then I kicked her out of the window and fell into the river. I was afraid she wouldn't die, so I shot her six more times."
"Here, look at this window, look at this room, all this blood is from the right hand. Tsk tsk, her blood is really bright and sprays all over the room. It is indeed her right hand."
"Ah, I want you to be buried with your right hand!"
Every word of Xue Ying's words was like a knife piercing the left hand's heart, causing the delicate white face of his left hand to become ferocious, and he directly attacked Xue Ying.
At this moment, a terrifying and fierce murderous aura erupted all over his left hand. Xueying didn't dare to attack hard and dodged directly.
"Hide? You can't hide. If you kill your right hand, you'll pay for it with your life!"
After missing a hit, he pulled out the short knife stuck in the wall with his left hand, shouted angrily, and killed the blood shadow again.
The short sword is at the killer, and the left hand is even more violent.
Move directly to the vital point of the blood shadow.
At this moment, his left hand seemed to be going crazy, strangled with the blood shadow desperately.
In an instant, there was a roar.
The little witch curled up on the bed was frightened by the crazy fighting style of her left hand.
Because his left hand directly ignored his life and fought with the blood shadow at close range.
As long as Xueying's punch hits his left hand, the knife in his left hand will definitely leave a crack in Xueying's body.
Blood and water flew, and pieces of flesh flew everywhere.
After a while, the two finally separated briefly, and the bodies of Xueying and Zuo were dripping with blood. Blood flowed down from their trouser legs, staining the ground blood red.
"Xueying, even if my left hand dies here today, I will drag you to death with me!" The blond hair in his left hand was scattered, his face was covered with blood drops, and the arm holding the short knife was shaking constantly. Blood flowed from her arm, gathered on the tip of the knife, and kept dripping down.
Two meters away from his left hand, the blood shadow kept yelling: "Madman, madman, you are a madman!"
At this moment, Xueying's face was full of horror. His chest was already blood red, and several scarlet cracks seemed to tear his body apart. Blood and water kept gushing out.
He was an almost god-like killer, but he never expected that he would suffer such a terrible injury when facing his left hand.
"Madman? Yes, I am a madman. A madman who doesn't want his life." He wiped the blood on his face with his left hand, then tore a strip of cloth from his blood-red clothes and wrapped the short knife in his hand tightly. hand, and then walked towards the blood shadow step by step.
Seeing his left hand wrapped around the knife and walking away, Xueying's eyes shrank rapidly and he actually took two steps back.
His left hand had obviously been seriously injured and he was staggering even when walking, but it made Xueying feel terrified.
"Retreat? You Xueying, a killer who is almost a god, are you afraid?" The eyes of his left hand were like two bloody swords, staring at the blood shadow, and moved forward again.
"Madman, you are a fucking madman. You want to die, but I don't want to die yet!" Xueying roared in shame and anger, and actually rolled down the window and jumped out of the raging river outside the window.
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"Xueying, no matter how far you go, I will kill you with my left hand!" As soon as Xueying jumped down, he also kicked up with his left hand...
"No!" the little witch yelled, trying to stop her left hand.
However, the left hand has already jumped.
"Ah!" The little witch shouted in pain, rushed to the window and looked down.
However, there was no human figure in the rolling river, only a dazzling scarlet glow in the middle of the river.
Looking at the raging river, the little witch squatted on the ground in pain, hugged her head and cried: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault!"
If he hadn't been stupid and got into Xueying's car, how could Ah You have died? How could this person named Left Hand follow the blood shadow and jump into the river
At this moment, the little witch felt unprecedented despair.
Not only did she lose Liu Mang, but she also lost her right hand. She could no longer bear the pain.
"Ahem!"
Suddenly, a figure covered in water rolled down from the window. He fell to the ground with a loud sound.
"Left...left hand?" Seeing the figure next to her, the little witch exclaimed in surprise.
That was the left hand that jumped into the river to chase the blood shadow.
"He... ran away!" His left hand opened his white lips and struggled to spit out three words.
The moment those three words were spoken, tears fell from Zuo Shi's eyes.
Those tears made the little witch's heart hurt like a knife, and she said regretfully: "It's me, it's me who hurt Ah You!"
"It's true that you hurt Ah You!" Left Hand screamed sternly, suddenly looking at the little witch with murderous intent in his blood-red eyes.
If it weren't for the little witch, how could Ah You die tragically
Seeing the murderous eyes in her left hand, the little witch's face turned miserable: "Kill me."
Liu Mang was dead, his father was arrested, and now he had killed the right hand that had been protecting her. The little witch suddenly felt that she had no hope of life.
"You think I don't dare to kill you?" He held the little witch's neck with his left hand, and held a short knife in his right hand against the little witch's neck. The sharp blade had already cut a scarlet mark on the little witch's neck.
"Kill me. Please kill me!" the little witch hissed. At this moment, she just wanted to die.