She hugged the cute girl and ran to the stairwell safely. After checking carefully, she found that except for the slightly burnt clothes on her body, she had nothing to do with her body.

"Miss, it's safe here. The fire will not spread here. You can stay here first..." Liu Jianming left the cute girl and was about to go downstairs alone to pursue the murderer.

Unexpectedly, Yuka immediately hugged the handsome guy's thigh and cried and begged: "Sir, don't leave Yuka, Yuka is afraid. Yuka is afraid that he will never see him again."

"..." Liu Jianming was speechless and thought to himself that the brain nerves of Japanese girls are really different from those of domestic girls. The second-rate people make people tremble, so he can only fool her with more second-rate reasons.

He held the cute girl's face and said seriously: "You'd better stay and don't move, the universe hero Aotuman will come to save you."

"What is Aotuman?" Yuka was immediately stunned. There was no Aotuman in this world, and of course she could not understand what the cosmic hero Aotuman was. After a little distracted, the gentleman who was held by her thighs got rid of herself like a slippery loach and ran down the stairs.

"Sir! Sir!" Yuka was anxious, "I don't want any angeloman, I want you!"

She also struggled to chase after the handrail.

downstairs.

Although Yoko Miyamoto was injured by Liu Jianming's right shoulder, although it was not fatal, her bleeding greatly affected her actions, and her combat effectiveness was undoubtedly discounted. Coupled with the obstruction of the black suit, the pace of escape was greatly delayed.

"Bang bang!"

After killing another black suit, she panted and lay on the handrail, changed a magazine, gritted her teeth and pulled the sleeve, "Puchi!" A blood fountain surged out of her shoulder.

My eyes turned black and there was a dizzy moment.

She forced herself to hold on and took out her cell phone, "Hey, Kenichi, come and save me, I can't hold on..."

"What's wrong with you?!" Kenichi Nishimura was shocked on the other end of the phone, and Yoko seemed to be seriously injured in his tone.

He really didn't expect that he would be injured by just killing a Hong Kong boss on his territory? With Yoko's skills, it should be impossible?

The person who can hurt her should at least be a master of the same level. However, according to the information collected before, the underworld bosses are all under some wine bags and have no good hands at all.

"Kenichi, come quickly. I have an icpo (Interpol abbreviation). He is a top expert, and I am not his opponent." Yoko Miyamoto coughed up a mouthful of blood. Although a flash bullet could cause some trouble for the other party, it was impossible to delay it for too long. It is very likely that he had already chased him down.

"We must speed up, otherwise no one will leave when the reinforcements from the Metropolitan Police Department come." Yoko Miyamoto killed another black suit that attempted to attack with a "bang!"

"icpo?!" Ken Nishimura frowned. It was really unexpected to encounter the Interpol in the operation. No wonder Yoko was injured with such skills.

Kenichi Nishimura: "Yoko, hold on, I'll come here right now!"

After hanging up the phone, Yoko Miyamoto took out an adrenaline spike, gritted her teeth and pierced it into her skin.

As the pale yellow liquid gradually injected into the skin, an indescribable excitement immediately attacked the sensational cortex, and all the pain in the body was instantly wiped out.

She picked up a wuz rushing slightly, with a stainless steel pistol in her left hand, and a slight rushing slightly with her right hand, and went down the corridor to kill her fiercely.

God blocks the gods, Buddha blocks the Buddhas.

The screams kept ringing, and the black suit rushing up the stairs was like a rolling gourd, constantly rolling down the stairs steps.

No one can stop his sharpness.

Yoko Miyamoto rushed to the ground floor in one breath, passed through the hotel lobby and rushed to the doorway.

The men of the underworld boss died, the wounded, and the remaining people were unable to take care of themselves, so it was difficult to threaten the green-shirted female killer.

"Sir, sir! Wait for me!"

Yuka ran up and was out of breath, and her heart almost popped out of her mouth, and she had thirteen floors. Without a certain physical fitness, it was impossible to run in one breath.

"Sir... First... Yuka can't do it..." She collapsed on the third floor stairs and could no longer run, thinking to herself, "What else do you say about the universe hero Aotuman? You are even more powerful than Aotuman. You run down so many floors without breathing."

Liu Jian is clear that he has no blushing face and no beating heart. He has a melee combat power of up to 15.0, plus the system's perpetual motion machine, and he is almost an invincible existence.

He rushed down the thirteenth floor in one breath, walked through the hotel lobby, and ran to the door, and saw the female killer in green shirt running quickly on the road.

"stop!"

He shouted loudly and raised his gun and shot.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

The light bullet flew over like a locust.

The female killer in green shirt quickly squatted behind a Honda car.

"Bangbangbangbangbangbang!"

Mars were rising on the body of the car, and the glass on the car shattered like snowflakes.

Yoko Miyamoto shook the glass scum on her curly hair, raised her hand and fought back at the other side, and Uz kept firing.

Liu Jianming immediately flashed behind the pilaster.

"Crazy! Crazy!"

After the hotel's thick revolving door tempered glass appeared spider-web-like cracks, it could not withstand the continuous strafing, and the ice disappeared and the fragments jumped all over the ground, crystal clear.

"Woo-Woo-Woo-"

The harsh sirens sounds from far to near.

Blue and red police lights gradually shine in the distance.

"Oops!"

When Wuzi, who threw away the empty bullets, Yoko Miyamoto was panicked and sweated heavily, and said to himself: "Why haven't Kenichi been here yet? He won't abandon me, right?"

Looking at the police lights getting closer and closer, Liu Jianming was overjoyed and thought, "Look at where you are going now? Can you run with two legs over four wheels?"

"Sir...Sir...I...I finally caught up with you..." A weak call came from behind. The cute girl dragged her two soft legs and moved over, her face getting thick.

"Go back! Dangerous!" Liu Jianming immediately pulled her behind and blamed him: "Didn't I let you stay in there? Why are you following you again? Go to the front desk and stay tuned! If you don't obey, I'll beat you up!"

With a "bang!", she slapped her plump buttocks, and her elasticity made people linger.

"Yeah—It hurts so much..." Yuka covered her buttocks with a pitiful expression, "I know, I'll stay there, I'll wait for you to come back later!"

Liu Jianming waved his hand impatiently and looked at the road. He saw a dark modified vehicle suddenly rushed to the scene from west to east. The door opened and after picking up the female killer in green, he knocked out several police cars along the way, rushed out of the street and quickly disappeared into the night.

"She actually has accomplices?!"
Chapter completed!