Marvel's princess becomes king

"Let's go! Hurry up! Follow me! By the way, hold my shoes and my bag for me." High heels are really not suitable for fighting. The skirt can't be helped, but the shoes can be taken off. Bella put the shoes and handbag Give them all to the girl Jin and let the other party hold them for you.

She held the pistol tightly and opened the way first, leading a few people out.

"Bang bang!" With two consecutive shots, she knocked down a mansion guard who was trying to outflank them from the side.

"Kill her! Kill all these women!" A rather rich curly-haired Frenchman walked out of the VIP box. He shouted angrily, as if he was worried that his actions would be discovered. Now he has only one purpose, and that is Silence.

The two bodyguards took out their guns and started shooting. These two people had excellent marksmanship. Among the people Bella had ever seen, perhaps only Chris Redfield's marksmanship was slightly better than them. In addition, the two of them had good coordination. , which made her feel very uncomfortable.

"Damn it!" Bella rushed twice, but was forced back by the opponent's bullets each time.

If she were alone, she would definitely be able to get through it, but with the four girls behind her, it would be much more difficult.

She quickly rummaged through her bag and took out her own mirror and handed it to Jin: "Hold it for me so I can see the enemy's position and movements."

It is impossible to accurately know the opponent's actions by relying on psychic perception alone, and some auxiliary means must be added.

Girl Jin was a little speechless. I helped you get your shoes and carry your bag, and now I have to get you a mirror?

She didn't dare to refute, she held up the mirror tremblingly, swung it at a small angle, and looked in several directions.

When she deflected to a certain angle, Bella stopped her: "This is the angle, don't move!"

He made secret calculations in his mind while summoning his spiritual energy.

When the opponent attacked, she would fire back from time to time. Even though her marksmanship was good, she fought for a long time without hitting anyone.

"Bang bang bang!" gunshots were heard incessantly, gravel and dust were flying all over the sky, the gorgeous carpet was full of holes, and several famous paintings used by the broker to decorate the facade were also beaten into pieces of paper. No one cared about these at this time. Things are just killing each other.

Bella suddenly rushed out from the hiding spot, her spell was ready, and she hit one of the bodyguards on the head with her hand to blast the mind.

This bodyguard with sharp marksmanship instantly went into a sluggish state. With the excellent fire blockade, there was a loophole. Bella's pace seemed slow but fast, pulling out an afterimage. She not only avoided the attack of another bodyguard, but also fired her own pistol. All the bullets hit the opponent's chest.

The bodyguard who had fallen into a daze before was also held down by her on the back of his head and chin. She made a mistake with her hands and broke his neck with a 'click'.

She threw away the empty gun in her hand, lowered her head to pick up the bodyguard's pistol, and pointed it at the frightened curly-haired Frenchman not far away.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I am..." Judging from the appearance of this man who can bring a bodyguard that gives Bella a headache, he is probably some big shot in France.

Bella didn't listen to his nonsense, big shot? How big is it? When you die, do you go directly to hell or go to heaven?

She aimed at the big man's chest and fired repeatedly. All the five bullets left in the gun were exhausted. She hummed and threw the pistol away casually.

The big shot couldn't die anymore, so she waved behind her: "Follow everyone."

Killing along the way, among the enemies were the guards of the broker and the bodyguards of the VIPs. Bella used whatever she picked up. Without weapons, she used mind blast to move forward.

The mind blast is invisible and has no trace of it to outsiders except the recipient and the caster. It is the first choice for killing people.

It's just that spiritual energy is consumed very quickly.

Two minutes later, she joined Natasha. The little beauty came around from the other side and killed several VIPs who came to attend the auction, saving three girls.

She was having a shootout with more than a dozen guards organized by the broker, and behind her were three girls shivering in the corner like quails.

"Go on!" Bella picked up a lot of weapons along the way, and she threw the pistol and magazine over.

"Why so slow?" The little beauty complained a little.

"It's not too late anyway. I'll deal with the two on the left." Bella raised her hand and fired two shots. As a result, one was killed and the other injured.

The quality of these bodyguards varies. Some are experienced in many battles. She just fired here and made evasive movements there, and some are quite slow.

It is difficult for her to hit the target accurately.

With the ammunition replenished and Bella's support, Natasha finally breathed a sigh of relief. The little beauty relied heavily on firearms. Without bullets, her combat effectiveness would be reduced by at least %.

At this time, she was holding two pistols, looking like the future Black Widow, and fired repeatedly at the bodyguards opposite.

There were corpses everywhere where the two of them walked. Unexpectedly, this was another murder!

Even because the incident happened on a busy street in Paris, and the victims were all French, tomorrow's newspapers will definitely be very lively.

Bella and Natasha were clearing the way in front like old hens, followed by a large group of disheveled girls, which caused their advancement speed to be greatly reduced.

They rushed out of the door and arrived at the reception.

At this time, the scene was in chaos, and the continuous gunfire made the male and female guests who were covering up run around like crazy.

"Kill them all! They are the murderers of the Minister of Energy and General Le Goff! Kill! Any problems are mine! Open fire!"

Just before they were about to leave the reception house, the broker himself, Patrice St. Calienne, finally showed up. This Frenchman was short, with meticulously combed hair, a neat bow tie, a white shirt and a tuxedo. He seemed quite a gentleman, but at this moment, this gentleman was going crazy!

There was only a rough count of the guests present tonight, and more than ten people died. These were all big figures who could cause a sensation in French politics. Now, more than ten people were killed in one breath, like chickens. He no longer knew what to do. It's over.

Bella and Natasha looked at each other, let's kill the Minister of Energy here? What kind of general died?

They didn't take it seriously at all and started shooting with guns.

The two sides started a final bloody battle in a circular passage. A girl moved a little slower and was shot through the lower abdomen by a bullet.

Bella hurriedly pulled the person in front of her and asked the girl Jin to help take care of him.

Both sides used pistols, but there were more than a dozen people on the other side, and their cooperation was tacit. They all seemed to have received a considerable degree of military training. They couldn't rush out at all.

The two of them were not in a hurry. If they made such a big noise, the old agent would definitely provide support.

Sure enough, a minute later, the old agent Brian came down from the sky. The principle of not killing did not exist. His murderous intent was more powerful than Bella and the others combined, and his gun was deadly.

Old agents Brian and Bella attacked from front to back and eliminated all the gunmen blocking the road. Only the leader, Patrice Saint-Gali, was injured in one leg, leaving a small life.