I'm not a drama god

It rained continuously at night.

In the dim courtyard, Su Zhiwei's eyes swept over the muzzle of the Western gun one after another, with a solemn expression on his face.

She sensed that something was wrong when all the lights in the museum suddenly went out. The earthquake that followed strengthened her idea. There was a constant roar in the main hall, something must have happened.

Su Zhiwei was practicing Qigong and regulating her breath in the pavilion of the courtyard. She was immediately ready to approach the guest room, but halfway there, she heard the clanging sound of fighting coming from the other side of the courtyard. When she walked over, she saw Yao Qing alone. The scene of knocking down a killer and fighting another killer hard.

Although she also killed a killer, she didn't expect that there were so many around... No matter how good her skills were, she couldn't be better than bullets, and she hadn't fully mastered the power of "strings" yet, and neither could bullets. Give her a chance to slowly play the strings.

Yao Qing picked up the baseball bat, struggled to get up from the ground, stood back to back with Su Zhiwei, and used his body to cover the muzzles of the guns in the other two directions for her, "Sister Zhiwei, they are all here to kill you... …you go first!"

Su Zhiwei said in a deep voice, "They are here to kill me. It has nothing to do with you. It's up to you to leave."

"I do not go!"

"Yao Qing! I am your sister! You have to listen to me!" Su Zhiwei frowned, "If something happens to you, how will I explain to your grandma??"

"Explain what! You are not my elder! Don't always act like you are very old!" Yao Qing growled angrily, "You are older than me, but so what? We grew up together, we We are of the same generation. As long as we can resonate spiritually, does it really matter how older we are?!"

Su Zhiwei froze on the spot.

"Damn it...that kid blocked my muzzle." The killer at the back glanced at Su Zhiwei's head for a long time, but couldn't get around Yao Qing's head and couldn't help but curse.

"I was blocked by him too, damn it!! He must be sick!"

"That's a bounty of eight million!"

"No matter! Kill first and then talk!"

The West Killer locked onto the two figures at the same time. Seeing this, Su Zhiwei grabbed Yao Qing's shoulders behind him without hesitation. His white training uniform was fluttering in the night rain, and he threw him violently several meters away over his shoulder. !

"you……!"

Yao Qing's body fell heavily to the ground. Before he could speak, bursts of roaring gunshots erupted!

Bang bang bang——! !

Su Zhiwei, who was locked by the muzzle of the gun, shrank unconsciously, and bullets flew towards her at high speed. At this moment, blue arcs suddenly swam in the void!

sizzle-

Wisps of electric current sounded, and the magnetic field in the courtyard suddenly distorted. Those high-speed flying metal bullet heads seemed to hit layers of invisible barriers. The inertia and the gravity of the magnetic field pulled each other, and the trajectory was slightly offset!

The bullet originally fired at Su Zhiwei with the tip of the pen actually drew an arc in mid-air, whirling around the white clothes, like a Tai Chi circle drawn under the night sky, and shot lightly to the surrounding walls or trees. superior!

The Xiwei killers were stunned when they first saw this scene. They couldn't understand that with so many bullets they shot at the same time, none of them hit Su Zhiwei? That's not how you aim your body tracing marksmanship, right?

Su Zhiwei was also stunned for a moment, and then she seemed to realize something and suddenly looked up towards the corridor on the second floor.

boom!

A killer body covered in embroidery needles and metal fragments crashed into a window on the second floor, rolled over from the eaves into the courtyard, and fell to the ground like a hedgehog.

Seeing their companions covered in metal, the killers were also stunned. Before they could understand what was happening, in the dark museum, lights came on from the corridor on the second floor.

Thumb-thump-thump...

The lighting system, which was originally completely extinguished, was strangely restored one by one at this moment. Under the pale light, a figure walked over with heavy breathing. The lights above his head lit up one after another with his footsteps, and the current was overloaded, as bright as the blazing sun.

"Have you caught up..."

Dark red nosebleeds flowed down his chin. Yang Xiao held a napkin soaked in blood, her face as pale as paper.

He walked to the edge of the second-floor window and glanced at the shocked Xiwei Killer and Su Zhiwei. The aurora surging in his eyes became more intense.

He raised his right hand slightly, and the next moment, the gun in the West Killer's hand was released at the same time. As if being pulled by some invisible force, it flew up into the sky with a swish, and landed somewhere...

"Su Zhiwei..." Yang Xiao said weakly,

"Next...it's up to you."

After the words fell, the aurora in Yang Xiao's eyes gradually disappeared, and he fainted weakly and fell to the ground.

Yang Xiao, like Su Zhiwei, is both in the stage of trying to master their own theories, and their mental reserves are even more insufficient. Killing the two killers is already close to the limit, plus the overloaded use of "Magnetic Field Theory" just now. Su Zhiwei's rescue was beyond the strength that Yang Xiao could bear now, and he fainted and fell to the ground.

But even if he appeared for less than five seconds, the situation in the courtyard was reversed because of him, which can be said to turn the tide!

Although Su Zhiwei was shocked by Yang Xiao's power, his brain reacted immediately. He dressed in a white training uniform and rushed towards the nearest killer without hesitation!

"Fuck! The gun is gone!"

The killer looked at his empty hands and didn't react for a moment. In a flash, Su Zhiwei came to him, and his fist mixed with strong wind roared towards the door!

The killer nimbly turned his head to avoid the punch, and put his hands in front of him in a fighting posture. After all, these people had been fighting in the sea of ​​blood for many years. No matter whether it was shooting or fighting, no one was weak.

He and Su Zhiwei fought at high speed in the night rain. Their fists connected with each other, and the sound of their training uniforms breaking through the air was heard one after another.

"Go together!"

Naturally, the other three killers would not stand by and watch. Some pulled out daggers from their waists, while others pulled out military thorns from the back of their boots, and swarmed towards Su Zhiwei.

Su Zhiwei felt the crisis coming from behind, and her face was extremely solemn. She kept changing her steps and distanced herself from the killer, and her eyes swept over the approaching figure of Xidao.

On her own, she cannot be a match for the Western Killer in close combat... If this continues, she will definitely lose.

Su Zhiwei looked towards the second floor, where Yang Xiao fell, with a flash of determination in his eyes.

She raised her hands lightly, and a faint brilliance began to condense in the void. As she slowly took on the stance of boxing, those water-like light groups began to flow around her, as if countless extremely fine "strings" were following her. Under the "command" of the movements, bit by bit the same frequency and synchronization are achieved.

Su Zhiwei knew that this time, like Yang Xiao, she had to completely pierce the window paper... Otherwise, she, Yao Qing, and Yang Xiao would all die here.

This time, she has to do it!

Dressed in white, he clenched his fists and stood up in the night rain, with a faint light flowing around him... The "performance" was about to begin.