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Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty , pretend to be dead and stand up for others!(1/2)

In the production workshop, Monica has almost completed the inspection work.

She sighed leisurely.

It has been three minutes since Brody left.

That bastard, don't you know why Alice wants him to be her bodyguard?

Monica looked down at herself, her slender legs were covered with black stockings, and Chanel's skirt suit was also the latest style. She didn't even forget to pay for an extra money to buy a No. 5 perfume. It shouldn't be a problem, why didn't the elm-wood lump not only react, but suddenly left?

Monica's eyes couldn't help but float to a certain platform of the machine tool. Now that the machinery is shut down, of course there is no need to worry about safety issues. If you can lie on it, then...

Then the bastard actually ran away!

What are you going out for a walk? What are you going to have a walk?

I won’t think about it carefully. Is there any substantial need for the work she is doing now?

For example, she came here to see how many workers are needed for each production line, the model price of each machine on the production line and the cost of repurchasing it in the middle of the night!?

Monica complained, and then she suddenly came to a conclusion that made her laugh and cry - this bastard wouldn't have realized that it was a date tonight, right?

It's hard to make a bridge for Alice's...

“Where did you go?”

The work is done, what do you do? Monica looked at the entrance of the second floor with annoyed moment. The damn door was half open. It was where Brody left, where did he die?

Monica quickly walked up the steel stairs, her pace was fast, and she had to be careful not to get stuck in the gap. The pharmaceutical factory in the middle of the night was very quiet, and the collision between the soles of the high heels and the thin steel plate was crisp and bright, resounding all around. I believe that the bastard's ears should be able to listen...

With a bang, it suddenly spread all over the world.

Monica subconsciously exclaimed, her body tilted, and her high heels accidentally got stuck in the crack in the stairs!

She moaned immediately, sat on the ground, and slapped her butt to the edge of the building. A sharp pain came from her ankle, and she suddenly exclaimed in her heart that something was wrong, it was obviously a sprained ankle!

But the voice was even more frightened, especially the second one followed!

"Gunshot!"

Monica gasped, wasn't this the sound of a pistol?

And obviously there is no silencer installed, what is this happening!?

"Brudy!?"

The soprano's screams were transmitted in all directions. Although the metal and concrete structures could absorb a lot, they were still within the range of Brody's hearing.

But he had no time to care about Monica at this moment.

“freeze!”

He rushed to the end of the corridor, and the tall mysterious woman disappeared just around the corner!

Even more agile than a cheetah, Brudy rushed to the end of the corridor in an instant and turned the corner immediately. The girl didn't look back and pulled the trigger again without turning her head!

The hot bullets roared, and Brudy tried her best to dodge to the side, but the damn thing still scratched her cheek, leaving a bright red blood mark.

The delay failed to stop the opponent from moving forward many times. Veple Pushkin's adrenaline was soaring, jumping directly from the upper part of the building to the corner, and then jumped to the lower floor. The speed was obviously fast enough, but the American soldier behind him turned directly from the stairs handrail!

Scatter your hand and release another bullet!

Brody was prepared for a long time, shook her arms, her sharp claws were unsheathed, and the golden sparks were shining, and the bullet was easily bounced to the side.

Veple exclaimed in a low voice. Although it was a moment, she could see the process clearly. What was going on?

Wolverine!?

No, right...

Seeing the other person's body paused for a moment, Brody immediately rushed over!

"Die!"

The sharp blade returned to the sheath, but a pair of iron fists had brought gusts of wind toward the girl's shoulder blades!

However, in an impossible position, Viple twisted his body at a strange angle and easily avoided Brody's top-down attack.

Then, very relaxed, she pulled out a crystal-like, small finger-sized perfume bottle from her waist.

A sweet and rich aura pounced on Brody.

As soon as he smelled the smell, Brody was shocked and immediately held her breath.

Then he landed on the ground, his body suddenly turned and directly buckled to the girl's wrist!

"What's the situation!?"

A very weak stream could cause a coma, but the poisonous gas had failed at this moment. Veple was panicked and hurriedly dodged, and his body fell directly to the next level of the stairs!

Brudy's grasping hand failed. He was about to run towards the stairs again, but his body suddenly became soft and his limbs felt sour and numb, which made people lazy and unable to raise their strength!

"Bastard, is it really poisonous gas?? High concentration of carbon monoxide?"

However, the pause was still only a moment. As soon as the numbness came, a new force quickly filled Brody's whole body, and he quickly raised his pistol.

At that time, the extremely tall girl was in the middle of the second and third stairs, holding the handrail with one hand, turning over and jumping towards the second floor.

Brody subconsciously took a deep breath, and with the sudden surge of new life, he felt that everything around him seemed to have slowed down.

The muffler pistol pulls the trigger and fires at a speed of five millimeters.

"Ah~!"

A sharp pain suddenly came, and Viple failed to complete a turnover action and rolled down the stairs to the second floor!

Shot in a calf!

As soon as she felt something was hurt, she suddenly exclaimed that something was wrong. Without thinking, she shook her hand and shot a bullet above the building.

With loud roaring gunshots and a hole was blasted out of the wall, Brody was not threatened at all and swooped straight down the stairs!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Three bullets were blocked by sharp blades!

Although Viple's thinking had completely paused, Brody felt a hero roaring in his chest. Is it adrenaline rushing, or is the cells in his body leaping? He couldn't explain it clearly, so he just jumped down the stairs, his arm shook, his blade returned to the sheath, and then punched the girl lying on the ground!

"Damn bastard!"

Veple rolled sideways on the spot, and with a bang, the ground shaking and hitting her skull. Could the cement still crack?

The perfume bottle was still buckled in his hand. While turning over, it hit directly with its back toward it, and pressed its fingers to the bottom of the switch!

The second sweet and rich gas comes to your nose!

Brody subconsciously held her breath, but was still dissatisfied with sucking a lot of sweet and greasy smell.

This time it was no longer possible. A violent stunning feeling came, as if the Yellow River was flooding. He groaned, and his movements all over his body immediately slowed down.

"Bang!"

The muzzle hit the lower abdomen, and Viple pulled the trigger.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Every time he fired, a five-mm bullet penetrated into Brody's body.

But as he felt the man who was rushing on him, Viple was sweating all over his body.

"Bang! Bang!"

She kept shooting until the magazine was empty, and then she felt a long sigh of relief.

"What...monster?"

Viple was confident that he read it right. The man really used the blade on his hand to slit the bullet she shot out!

What's going on, Wolverine in Marvel?

It was safe, and then Viple pushed the man's body away and stood up.

Only then did she have the energy to look at this guy who has been chasing her for a long time.

The long-sleeved shirt seemed to be in the arms, and the weapon obviously popped up from there.

"Hmph... I thought I was going to be a Wolverine if I had a mechanism? You are just a native dog."

Viple sneered. Seeing that there was a blind spot in the surveillance, she even took the mask to the bottom of her chin. Her beautiful red lips curled up a contemptuous smile, but she could not hide the feelings in her eyes.

"No matter how slow the bullet fires, it is still a bullet. It's still so close, how did he bounce it?"

Veple gasped slightly, and seeing that the man's chest was no longer undulating, she squatted down and pinched the other person's palm and raised his arm.

"Muscle strength is stronger? But even if it is the world Sanda champion, it is luck to be able to block a bullet, and then this equipment...the defense area..."

The more Viple looked, the more frightened he became. He really didn't know where the man found someone to make the mechanism. Those three sharp blades really remind people of the famous Marvel hero Wolverine. These are three blades. How can we use them to block the bullet?

"And it's three, are the luck of winning the lottery three times?"

The more I thought about it, the more I was frightened. When Viple touched the sheathed blade, there was obviously no bullet mark on it: "Whose craft is this? Which German steel mill has such excellent processing capabilities? Or is it an American product? The Soviet Union could ignore it, but..."
To be continued...
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