Quick Transmigration Goblin: Don't tease, the villain is turning black

Chapter 686 The Dancing Girl Princess vs. the Admiral of the East Factory 51
Quan Jiu led Nai Tuanzi and stood on the street where people came and went. Not far away, black shadows suddenly jumped out from the window of the second-floor tea house and went straight behind Nai Tuanzi!

And Nai Tuanzi was covered with bags of all sizes, like a moving castle, with no time to care about what was behind her.

Before Shen Lang made a sound to remind, Quan Jiu had already sensed the movement behind her, she didn't turn her head, and instinctively pulled Nai Tuanzi to turn around.

This dodge happened to dodge the fatal blow, the blade grazed Nai Tuanzi's back vest, and the sword wind was so fierce that it tore his clothes apart.

A gust of cool wind poured into the clothes from the hole, and Nai Tuanzi felt chilly on his back.

"boom--"

In this gap, Quan Jiu had already pulled out the dagger from the boots, and heard the sharp sound of the wind, but she didn't turn her head back, her elbows were bent back, and the metal collided with harsh sounds.

Seeing that he escaped again, the assassin showed displeasure, and stopped confronting her head-on, and instead attacked Nai Tuanzi who was at the side.

Quan Jiu's eyes flickered, seeing their real goal, her eyes were darker than before.

Obviously attacking Nai Tuanzi is more unacceptable than attacking her.

As soon as Nai Tuanzi came back to his senses, he saw Quan Jiu slashing towards him with a dagger, he blinked and stood there without hiding, his clear black pupils showed no trace of dodging or fearing.

In the next second, the heavy object fell to the ground.

The three big gift boxes hanging around his neck suddenly fell to the ground.

As soon as his neck was loosened, Nai Tuanzi immediately dropped the large and small bags in his hand, and his originally bulky limbs immediately became flexible.

There are more and more black-clothed assassins around, looking around, there are about thirty or so people, quickly surrounded Quanjiu and milk dumpling tightly.

"Jiujiu, their target is me, so leave me alone."

Outnumbered, seeing so many assassins, Nai Tuanzi felt cold in his heart.

Quan Jiu slit one person's throat, taking advantage of the gap, slapped his palm on the back of his head:

"What nonsense are you talking about, little brat?"

Nai Tuanzi was held by her with one hand, and with the other hand, she touched the back of her head that hurt from being slapped. She pursed her pink lips, sucked her nose, and said.

"...You know, I won't die."

Although due to the rules of heaven, the mother and son have never confessed their identities, but he followed her and traveled through so many planes, she must be able to guess what.

"Just because you won't die doesn't mean you're not afraid of death."

Quan Jiu stared at the black crowd, her black eyes were more cold and stern than ever, and her whole body was full of murderous aura, stronger than the besieged killers.

Even if she destroys this plane, no one will hurt him at all.

When Nai Tuanzi heard this, her whole body trembled, as if recalling some memories engraved in her bone marrow.

Quan Jiu was busy dealing with assassins from all directions, he didn't notice his strangeness, his fists were hard to beat, Quan Jiu simply hugged the milk dumpling.

"Hold it steady."

After saying that, she threw away the dagger, snatched the assassin's long sword, and rushed towards Shen Lang.

There are more assassins around Shen Lang than around Quan Jiu.

His tricks are too ruthless, if it weren't for so many people, it would be impossible to hold him back.

The two of them went one in and one out, killing mercilessly, but in the end they suffered from the number of people. Quan Jiu's right arm was cut open, starting from the elbow and running through half of the forearm.

The milk dumpling hung on Quan Jiu's body, his brows were so frowned that a fly could be crushed to death, he raised his eyes to stare at the assassin who injured Quan Jiu, his black eyes were cold and deep, without any trace of anger, as if he was looking at a dead person.

The back of the assassin who was staring at him turned cold, and a sense of fear arose spontaneously.

Just when he was in a daze, a long sword pierced his heart from the back. The assassin's pupils widened, and he instinctively wanted to turn around, but when he turned halfway, he fell to the ground with a bang! ! !

Shen Lang withdrew the knife indifferently, and finally rushed to Quan Jiu's side, his thighs and arms were stained with blood, soaking the originally black robe even blacker.

With the support, Quan Jiu rest assured and handed over his back to Shen Lang.

Both of them had large and small wounds, but their fighting movements did not slow down.

It took only a cup of tea, and there were only a dozen or so assassins left. Quan Jiu raised his hand to wipe the blood on her face, which was splashed on her by the man just now.

"grown ups!"

Outside the arena, Shen San arrived in time with the guards from the East Factory, and there were more people than the men in black.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the black-clothed assassin glanced at the milk dumpling in Quan Jiu's arms, and said decisively:
"withdraw!!"

The assassins who had gathered dispersed in an instant, Quan Jiu heaved a sigh of relief, and immediately turned to look at Shen Lang beside him.

Shen Lang faced him, smiling as before.

At this moment, the man suddenly trembled all over, his pupils constricted, and he took a step forward.

"Shen Lang??!"

Quan Jiu turned up the volume, suddenly realized something, and looked behind him.

On the roof not far away, the assassin in black with a bow and crossbow didn't even have time to take back the tools in his hand.

Quan Jiu's dark eyes suddenly sank, and he started to chase after her, but Nai Tuanzi tugged at her sleeve and reminded her.

"There is poison in the arrow."

Quan Jiu's eyes fell on Shen Lang, but in an instant, the man's originally smooth and jade-like skin turned black to the naked eye, and it looked like a strong poison, and the biggest feature of a strong poison was that it had a strong effect and quick effect.

She stared coldly at the black-clothed assassin who put away his tools and tried to escape on the roof. Just when everyone thought she would not chase after her again, a handful of black objects about half a meter long suddenly appeared in her hand.

"boom--!!"

I didn't see how she operated, there was a shock, a bullet pierced the back of the black-clothed assassin's head with lightning speed, and a round "black watermelon" exploded in the air, blood and flesh flew everywhere! !

Everything happened too fast, the assassin's pupils widened, but the muscles on his face relaxed, obviously he thought he could escape just now.

Everyone's eyes fell on the black object in Quan Jiu's hand. What kind of weapon is this?Why is there such a strong lethality at such a long distance?

Shen San also had doubts in his heart, but at this moment, Shen Lang's situation was the most important thing.

After Quan Jiu took aim and shot, he didn't even look at the black-clothed assassin, he just threw away the sniper rifle in his hand, and squatted down beside Shen Lang.

She looked cold and stern, and quickly fed him two things, then raised the dagger, made two cuts on his chest, and began to bleed.

Even though Shen San knew that she was saving people, it could be seen that she didn't blink her eyes and moved the knife on Shen Lang's body like cutting pork, but he still tightened his grip suddenly, worried that there would be an accident.

Nai Tuanzi stood quietly by the side, neither crying nor making noise, and did not make a sound to disturb her rescue.

"Doctor Shen, how is my lord's condition?"

Shen San saw that she cut another cut on Shen Lang's wrist in silence, and his expression became more and more anxious.

Quan Jiu didn't make a sound, and took out two pills from the pill bottle and stuffed them into his mouth.

The previous time, Shen Lang was still conscious, and it was not difficult to feed the medicine, but this time, when the elixir reached his mouth, Shen Lang didn't move, and had already lost consciousness.

(End of this chapter)