I'm a chef in Infinity Thriller

Chapter 225 Strange Talk about Rules (Lost)
Bangzi seemed to hit everyone's heart, and Shang Shao's voice suddenly became hoarse. He covered his chest and took a few steps back. Looking at the two people who suddenly joined the battlefield, he said calmly:
"You open your flower shop, why don't you come here to join in the fun!"

Qiuli could clearly see from the sea of ​​consciousness that the short-haired girl behind the woman holding the wreath was the female player.

That clapper should be a prop, and the voice of this clapper seems to be an indiscriminate attack weapon.

She was clutching her beating heart, and could hardly hold the butcher knife in her hand. Suddenly, the iron box in the sea of ​​consciousness flew out and attached to her chest, as if she had put on a sleeveless vest.

Qiuli breathed a sigh of relief, and while these people were entangled, she ran over quickly, and after a while, she saw the boss lying on the ground, his left shoulder was dripping with blood, and his right hand was still holding the kitchen knife tightly.

Qiuli ran up to him, squatted down, and stretched out her hands to tear off the fabric on the boss's shoulders. The boss's face was pale, and he murmured, "I'm old, this bastard. killed him."

The corners of Qiuli's eyes were sore, and she could hardly bear to look directly at him. Half of his left shoulder had been blown away. Qiuli took out the bottle of "liquid plaster" and carefully applied it to his wound.

The extent of the wound was too large, Qiuli saw that the blood was still overflowing, no matter how she applied it, she couldn't stop the blood from flowing, so she burst into tears, with big tears falling down...

"Don't cry." The boss stopped whispering and turned to Qiuli.

"You run away." There was a hint of longing in the boss's eyes. He put down the kitchen knife and reached out to grab Qiuli's hand. "I will be free if I die. You leave here with the butcher knife..."

"I don't take part in your affairs, but I have something to do, you'd better not stop me." After the flower shop owner finished speaking, she turned and walked towards the boss.

Her body was extremely light, and Shang Shao didn't seem to want to be an enemy of her, so he stepped aside and watched her movements.

The proprietress of the florist finally came to the boss's side. She looked down at the boss with neither sadness nor joy in her eyes. She said softly, "I promised you that I will see you off for the last time."

Her eyebrows and eyes are extremely pale, and her skin is so fair that she doesn't look like a living person. "I'll take care of your funeral for you."

The boss's absent-minded eyes moved to her, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I'm sorry to trouble you, Hua Niang."

Exhaling his last breath, his chest finally stopped heaving.

Qiuli picked up the butcher knife on the ground, and inserted the boss' kitchen knife back into the boss' waist.

Turning around and bowing to Hua Niang, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Hua Niang nodded, the wreath covered the boss's body, the flowers flew away, and the boss' body on the ground disappeared together with the wreath.

Hua Niang retreated quickly, and when she walked to the side of the female player, she said, "Let's go."

They come fast and go fast.

As the clapper's voice disappeared, those people in the business began to become active again.

A tall man next to Young Master Shang said: "The boss is dead, Young Master Shang, we need to be fast, otherwise the peaches will be picked by others."

"Go." Shang Shao strode to the black car next to him.

Qiuli looked at the key that the boss stuffed him in the palm of her hand, and before she had time to look at the analysis text beside it, she put away the key, her feet passed by like the wind, and she rushed towards Shao Shang. The "Wind Eagle" had given her The power of the wind.

After "Wind Eagle" left, even though she lost the ability to control the wind, her perception has always been there. At this moment, under the power of countless rules, she felt the wind again...

The wind rose from under her feet, and even though it was weak, it made her body lighter. Qiuli lightly raised the heavy butcher knife, and slashed at the black commercial vehicle head-on.

With a burst of blood and a loud bang, the tall man who had just gotten into the car split the car in half, and the scattered iron filings injured several people standing around the car.

Young Master Shang, who was closest to the vehicle, was the first one, with a piece of iron filing stuck in his glasses, he quickly took off his glasses, immediately reached out to pull out the piece of iron filings on his thigh, and shouted, "Come quickly. "

He limped and moved back, and the air in front of Qiuli suddenly cracked.

With the blessing of the rules of the "Earth Temple", Qiuli could see clearly that two commercial gunmen were aiming at her with a sniper, and a killer was holding a sharp blade at her head-on in the gap in the air. She cut it.

With a vigorous swing of Qiuli's butcher's knife, she raised the wreckage of the car beside her, just enough to block the bullets. Then she kicked her feet hard, and the blade left the car and headed towards the killer.

There was blood everywhere, her face was warm, she wiped her face, and kept stepping, the butcher knife went forward, and Qiu Li swung it up again, and slashed at Shang Shao who had retreated to the curb.

Shang Shao's fat figure flinched, and he shouted in horror: "Don't kill me!"

The butcher's knife had arrived, and Qiuli's clear voice sounded: "It's late."

"She killed Young Master Shang!" The gunman next to him shouted, holding a sniper in his hand. This group of people suddenly lost their backbone, and many of them already wanted to quit.

Qiuli's eyes were sharp, and blood streaked into her eyes, and the blood from the butcher's knife became more intense. Her heart was filled with endless killing intent, and the butcher's knife seemed to sense her intentions, and let out a soft moan.

When the wind picked up, Qiu Li's feet seemed to have no weight, and she rushed towards the screaming gunman.

The black cat on the shoulders widened its eyes and made a "hoo" sound, as if it was cheering her on.

Qiuli had only one thought, and none of those present were left behind.

She was killing vigorously, unaware that she was already like a demon from hell at this moment, her face was stained with blood, her clothes were already soaked, the blade of the butcher's knife was red, and the strong smell of blood in front of the "Earth Temple" was chilling.

"Forgive me." Someone dropped the long knife in his hand and knelt down on the ground, followed by the second and the third.

"Qiu...Qiuli!" Dudun's voice sounded timidly.

The fire in Qiuli's sea of ​​consciousness swayed gently, Qiuli suddenly froze in place, she looked at her side, twenty people had been killed and only three were left.

She clenched the butcher knife tightly, and the redness in the corners of her eyes gradually faded.

"Qiu... Qiuli, I... come to kill..." Dundun raised the dagger in his hand and rushed to the first person kneeling on the ground, followed by the second person and the third person.

They seemed to have been terrified and gave up resistance.

"I...I can also...be...the boss...such a hero!" Duan Dun shouted, holding up the dagger dripping with blood.

"No, it shouldn't be like this." Qiuli's eyes gradually cleared up, and she looked down at the butcher knife in her hand.

The black cat jumped off her shoulders, walked back to the "earth temple" with light steps, lay on the futon, yawned, and closed its eyes.

"Book without Words" suddenly opened a page: [I couldn't wake you up just now. 】

　Chapter 3 is coming~~ the end of the month, continue to ask for a monthly pass :)

　　
　
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