Super Dimensional Fantasy World

Chapter 311 Supplement to the chapter about Beimen Jueyi (7)

Beimen Jueyi backed away slowly. These passengers were killed because of the two of them, but he didn't feel guilty, or he didn't have such a thing as guilt.Everything seemed to have nothing to do with him.
But when he turned to leave, he purposely took a look into the courtyard in an unexpected way.

The girl's body was still lying there quietly. The girl's pale face was facing Beimen Jueyi, and her protruding eyeballs were fixed on him.

Beimen Jueyi slowly tilted his head so that his eyes were aligned with the girl's.

Suddenly at this moment, the whole world stopped.

Simon's ferocious expression froze on his face, and the legs of the passengers fleeing in all directions were frozen in the air, and the blood beads brought out by the assassins' drawn knives also hovered in the air one by one.

Beimenjue lifted his legs and walked forward, and actually walked directly through the fence on the second floor, walking in the air like that!
Finally, he stopped beside the girl's body, and slowly squatted down to examine the girl's face carefully.

At this time, a white dress floated by him.

A girl also stopped beside him. Beimenjue looked up and saw the girl's face. This face was the one before the girl died tragically on the ground.

Beimen Jueyi stood up, he was a head taller than the girl.

"Are you unwilling?"

The girl nodded slightly.

Beimenjue smiled, and put his hands on top of the girl's head.

"Night will be no more, and they will use neither lamp nor sun, for the Lord God will give them light. And they will reign forever and ever."

When he uttered these words, the smile on his face disappeared, replaced by solemnity and solemnity, and lines of golden streamer flowed in his eyes.

When he said these words with supreme majesty, a big hole was opened in the frozen sky, and the divine light descended with the power of thousands of troops.

The girl on the top of his head was trembling all over, and all the darkness around her was filled with this divine light, as if there was no longer any darkness in this world.

When Beimen Jueyi spit out the last word, the divine light dissipated, the cracks in the sky healed, and the streamer in his eyes gradually disappeared.

The girl no longer trembled, she walked to the cold corpse on the ground and slowly lay down, finally overlapping.

All was silent again.

As soon as Beimenjue opened his eyes, he was still standing in the darkness of the room on the east side. Simon's knife on the west side chopped down without hindrance, and blood spilled all over the corridor.

He turned and walked back to his room without paying attention.

In the room, Zong Bufeng fell asleep holding Er Gouzi, and Er Gouzi struggled slightly and found that he couldn't get rid of it.

Beimen Jueyi gently opened the door, and Er Gouzi meowed as if seeing a savior.

He walked over, rescued Er Gouzi from Zong Bufeng's arms, and kicked Zong Bufeng awake.

Zong Bufeng, who was kicked to the ground, woke up suddenly.

He rubbed his eyes and looked at Beimen Jueyi, who was holding the cat, before he said, "What happened, what happened outside?"

Beimen Jueyi hugged the cat, turned and walked to the window of the room.

"The Hell's Angels have already chased them over."

Zong Bufeng quickly threw away the quilt covering his body, he found his shoes and put them on.

"Then what should we do? Go shopping with them?"

Beimen Jueyi looked at him contemptuously: "There are dozens of them waiting outside, and we don't have weapons in our hands, so how can we fight them desperately, relying on the pillow in your hand?"

Zong Bufeng threw away the pillow in embarrassment.

"Then what information did you find out when you went out just now?"

"They are searching them one by one over there. We need to escape as soon as possible. I just looked at this window. There should be only a few people below. We can handle it."

Zong Bufeng nodded. "Then I'll go down first."

Beimenjue hugged the cat in one hand and stretched forward with the other as a gentleman's concession.

Zong Bufeng opened the window, and a burst of cold air directly forced in.

He didn't respond at all, and hung himself on the second floor by grabbing the window frame with one hand. He looked down, and there were two assassins in corsets chatting at the bottom of his feet.

This location is a blind spot, and no one will notice what happens here.

Zong Bufeng let go of the hand that was holding the window frame, and he quietly landed behind the two assassins like a light monkey.

The two assassins were chatting passionately, probably about the boss going crazy tonight, and they didn't think at all how powerful the two being chased by the boss were.

Zong Bufeng stood up slowly, listening to the exchange between the two.

Then he stretched out his hand slowly, even at this moment, the two assassins in Group D did not feel any movement.

Zong Bufeng's shot was as fast as lightning, he wrapped his hands around, exerted a little force on his fingers, and before the two of them could react, they easily squeezed their throats.

After finishing all this, Zong Bufeng raised his head and made an "OK" gesture towards the window on the second floor.

Beimenjue looked down, then jumped down from the second floor with the cat in his arms.

Zong Bufeng groped along the wall, and the two of them quietly killed one assassin after another. During this period, none of the assassins made a cry for help.

They touched the top of the pickup smoothly.

Zong Bufeng said excitedly: "Finally escaped."

Beimen Jueyi put Ergouzi away and said, "Wait a little longer."

Zong Bufeng looked suspicious: "What? Aren't we safe now?"

There was a smile on the corner of Beimen Jueyi's mouth: "Wait a little longer, we will go out after the outside is cleaned up."

Zong Bufeng couldn't understand the meaning of Beimen Jueyi's words at all, but he said he had to wait, so it wouldn't hurt to wait a little longer.

On the second floor of the hotel, all the passengers were awakened. Simon searched one by one. The blood splashed in the corridor began to solidify, and it became sticky when stepped on. The whole hotel was filled with the smell of blood.

The controlled passengers all tremblingly watched the brutal massacre in front of their eyes, and some passengers vomited wildly at the sight of this scene.

Simon stepped over the tragic corpses, and the darkness shrouded his iron-blue face, making it unreal.

Several Christians knelt on the ground and begged for God's protection in a low voice.

"Did you see the two young men?"

What Simon asked was a middle-aged bald uncle with a big belly.

He seemed to be terrified, and when Simon asked him this question, he couldn't organize the language in his head, and he babbled there.

Simon waited for him for two seconds and raised the knife impatiently.

"No, I've seen it, I've seen it!"

When Simon's blood-stained long knife was about to fall, the uncle finally organized his words.

"When I woke up at night, I saw the lady at the front desk led the two young men to the innermost room on the east side. I think they should be the people you are looking for."

After speaking, he carefully looked at Simon's face.

Simon suddenly grinned.

The uncle's heart was relieved, and just when he wanted to breathe a long sigh of relief, Simon's long knife slashed from the side without warning, and the smiling head of the uncle flew into the air in an instant, and hot blood was sprinkled on the group of people behind him. People screamed in horror.

"Not only noisy women, I also hate this kind of wretched middle-aged man."

Fear once again hangs over the heads of all passengers!

Because they discovered that the demon in front of him didn't need a reason to kill people!

In the hotel courtyard, no one cared about the girl who was thrown to death by Simon from the second floor.

When everyone's attention was focused on the massacre scene on the second floor, the girl lying on the ground suddenly moved, and her protruding eyes rolled twice!

Then when she landed, her fingers tightly clasped on the ground twitched slightly. This young girl who had been dead for a long time seemed to be injected with a powerful vitality suddenly.

She propped up her upper body crookedly, and then stood up with movements that humans couldn't do at all!
Because her head hit the fire hydrant directly, her neck was broken long ago due to the huge impact, and when she stood up, her head drooped.

She raised her recurved palms to straighten her head, her protruding eyes rolled around, and the person she was looking at was Simon on the second floor.

Inside the stairs on the second floor, several assassins were guarding the stairs. Simon had given an order that if anyone escaped from here, he would draw his sword and send him to see Allah.

They were staring at the passage down the stairs on the second floor, when suddenly there was a strange sound of footsteps from behind.

The assassin standing at the back looked back, and suddenly found a petite girl standing at the stairs. The girl's face was covered by her hair. He couldn't see the girl's face clearly. The posture is extremely awkward.

He put away the long knife he had just pulled out, and walked over alone. For a petite girl, he didn't think it would be dangerous at all.

When he took the first step, the girl moved, and she rushed over without warning, like a cannonball, she didn't make any effort at all, which violated the assassin's understanding of human beings.

When he was surprised how the girl rushed over, the girl's palm stretched out and directly inserted into his chest, and then pulled back, the girl pulled his beating heart out of his chest!
He saw with his own eyes that his heart was ripped out of his chest, but there was nothing he could do. It was as if all the strength in his body had been taken away, and he collapsed to the ground, unable to stand up again.

The girl drew out his long knife, and when the other people in the stairs didn't notice, her movements twisted and flashed, and several assassins fell down one by one clutching their necks.

After dealing with these people, she took the knife and walked to the second floor step by step.

Simon led the crowd and kicked away the room where Zong Bufeng and Beimen Jueyi lived before. He walked to the bed and reached out to feel the temperature of the bed.

"There's still some temperature, they shouldn't have gone too far."

Then he went to the window and looked down, and saw two bodies lying on the ground.

(End of this chapter)