Counterattack on the giants: the villain male god is a girl

Chapter 834 Killing the Red-Eyed Demon

Jian Junxi stood still, a tall man raised a knife in his hand and slashed at her.

She dodged sideways, and a 360-degree roundabout kick kicked the man away. The murderous look was raging, and the action was domineering and arrogant. She raised her hand and sealed the throat of the person closest to her with a sword, and blood spattered the white wall.

The man on the right rear raised the wooden stick in his hand and pointed it at the back of her head. She grabbed the collar of the man next to her, and blocked it to the right.

The blood splashed on her face, the dazzling red color made her face extraordinarily hideous.

Without stopping, she squinted her eyes dangerously. Her movements were as light as flying, and her shape was like a falcon catching a rabbit. She solved half of it in less than a minute.

Swords and swords, blood and rain, the blood on the face, it was hard to tell whether it was hers or someone else's, and the other six people looked at her anxiously.

There was horror and disbelief in the eyes that looked at each other in dismay. The man in the lead stared at the corpse on the ground, his pupils widened.

He didn't seem to have thought that a boy in his teens would actually have such a skill, with the appearance of killing people without blinking an eye, he was even more devil than a devil, as if he was no longer a human being.

Pretty sure they were no match for her, he backed away in horror, his thick lips trembling slightly shouted: "Run!"

When Jian Junxi heard his terrified voice, the sneer on his lips deepened, and he lost control like a raging beast, striding after him.

The blood-stained soft sword danced in the air, like a poisonous snake that eats human flesh and blood...

Upstairs, the security guard in the monitoring room saw this scene and was overwhelmed with fright. One of the men recognized Jian Junxi and immediately called Wen Hao.

He said anxiously: "Dean Wen, it's not good, a dozen people suddenly appeared in the underground garage, and they want to kill..."

He didn't know what to call Jian Junxi, so he stopped talking suddenly, and Wen Hao asked anxiously, "Who will kill?"

"A good-looking and very young boy!" He had seen Wen Hao following behind him with a respectful face, and he thought he should be the big boss behind the scenes.

"Then how is he now? Bring someone to help!" Wen Hao shouted anxiously, and started running to the underground parking lot.

"He...he has already killed half of it, and the others want to escape..." The man glanced at the monitor, his face full of shock.

"Seal the door, turn off the surveillance, and call everyone to help!" A thin layer of cold sweat broke out on Wen Hao's forehead. After speaking, he hung up the phone and pressed the elevator downstairs, anxious like ants on a hot pot.

Jian Junxi in the basement, with murderous intent in his pitch-black eyes, was surrounded by an invisible yin energy, as if he would definitely send them to hell today.

Like a cat catching a mouse, its speed is astonishing. It rushed up and raised the sword in its hand to seal its throat again. It was so fast that they didn't have time to react. The other four turned pale and started to back away.
Jian Junxi's steps turned into frost, his cold face was like a red-eyed demon, without a trace of human emotion, and the corners of his lips curled into a bloodthirsty arc, which became deeper and deeper.

They planned to run separately, Jian Junxi stopped the two people on the left first, because one of the men was so frightened that his legs went limp, Jian Junxi mercilessly waved his sword.
The man blocked it with his arm, the blade of the sword cut the iron like mud, and his right arm was cut off by her sharp sword, causing him to cry out "ah..." in pain.

She raised her hand again, so fast that his cries of pain stopped abruptly.

(End of this chapter)