Cultivating Immortals in Space: Cannon Fodder Becomes a Boss in the Wasteland

Chapter 45 Do you want to kill me?
Mo Yu looked into each other's eyes with a smile.

The smile in his eyes grew wider.

Just when the two were at a stalemate.

Mo Yu's heart suddenly tightened.

A death threat descended.

On a whim.

She felt a terrible murderous intent approaching her.

That was enough power to kill her.

Without even thinking about it, she used the Baiyun Feixian step, and the black skirt bloomed like flowers on the other side.

Almost at the same time, bang, there was a gunshot.

Mo Yu slipped to one side.

at the same time.

A bullet flew past where she was standing.

The high-speed spiral warhead passed right through the afterimage she left behind.

flashed past her head.

Leaves a faint white smoke in the air.

Mo Yu looked coldly at the man in black who shot.

"You want to kill me?"

Her voice didn't rise or fall.

Eyes as calm and deep as obsidian.

Youyou stared at him.

Recalling the moment when the bullet passed by her eyes.

The eyelashes under the girl's mask trembled slightly.

Almost.

Just a little.

The high-speed spiraling warhead was about to penetrate her head.

Hit her brain like a smashed watermelon.

After one shot, the audience was completely silent.

A young girl's white cloud flying fairy step.

Although it doesn't show mountains or dew, even the spiritual energy is too late to use.

It was her response to surviving from death at the critical moment between life and death.

That elegant figure that was as fast as the wind receded like a god not only shocked the white man, but also stunned the men in black.

Too fast.

They've seen people dodge bullets at close range.

But never seen such a fast speed.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the person has changed positions.

Even beyond the time of their brains to react.

The shooter was also terrified.

I was a little lost for a while.

After reacting, he instinctively wanted to pull the trigger and fire a second shot.

However, it's too late.

"Miss Morika..."

The white man next to him swallowed.

Just about to make a sound.

But suddenly found that the mysterious woman in front of her changed her aura.

Reminiscent of her incredible speed and the mysterious background of the underworld family behind her.

The man suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"stop!"

He cried out.

Mo Yu raised his hand, and a cold light flashed.

A silver needle as thin as a cow's hair flew out of her hand.

It almost sank into the center of the opponent's brow when she raised her hand.

The man in black froze.

A grim expression froze on his face.

The eyes behind the sunglasses brightened, and the body straightened and fell down.

The trigger can never be pressed in the hand.

One shot kills!
Nine-turn Huihun Needle, Meridian Needlework.

Not only can it save people, but it can also kill people.

Then, she withdrew her hand Shi Shiran, and turned to look at the stunned man.

His eyes are as calm as water.

"Excuse me, what did you say? I don't know Iribian very well."

She spoke in fluent Iberian.

"you……"

White men don't care about anything else.

He hurriedly ran to the man in black, squatted down and found that there were no wounds on the man's body, only a red spot between his eyebrows.

But he was not breathing anymore, took off his sunglasses, his pupils were already dilated, and there seemed to be a hint of astonishment in his widened eyes.

"How dare you kill people here?!"

The man's face changed drastically, and he looked at her like a madman.

Mo Yu said in a strange tone.

"He wants to kill me, so I will kill him. Isn't it normal to be inferior to others?"

"Or is it that your Guzman family can't afford to lose?"

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(End of this chapter)