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Before McRemitz's hand clasped Weston's neck, a gunshot went forward from under the coat, and the trajectory of the bullet rushed towards Barthemelo, who had already raised a small metal gun on guard. The box stood in front of the bullet.

The box with white smoke was held by Barthemelo, who said with a confident tone, "Do you think I don't know the function of your magic bullet? It will target the magic itself, right? Indeed. You are very good at developing such a thing, but it has no effect on ordinary objects.”

Weston looked indifferent: "Do you really think I dare to come here with only a pistol? It seems impossible to expect to cooperate and leave together because of infighting at this time." Saying this, Weston shook his head.

Barthemelo paused in his eyes, as if he was doubting what cards he had, but he quickly realized: "What are you still hesitating about? Get rid of him!"

Whether it's delaying time or hole cards.As long as it brings him danger, Weston has to use it!

His words were addressed to McRemitz behind Weston, McRemitz reacted and immediately hooked his hands around Weston's neck, and Weston also elbowed him on the chest at the same time.

Bafangxing's magic eye was activated, and in a flash, a certain substance in his body was mobilized, and his fist was attached to McRemitz's abdomen, and he opened it suddenly.

[Magic circuit weaving - chaos]

On the skin surface of the arm under the clothes, the magic circuit showed a round of light, as if the magic circuit appeared from the arm and was conducting transmission. After the open palm was close to McRemitz's abdomen, McRemitz's body suddenly froze. up.

A tingling pain came from the stomach, as if a blade was forcibly inserted.Every time the heart beats, this 'blade' will cut off the surrounding blood vessels connected to the heart, which is frightening.

Although McRemitz knew that this was just a cognitive illusion, he was terrified by the obvious feeling that something was wrong inside his body, that it was uncoordinated and close to death.

He immediately let go of his hands, stopped strenuous exercise, and tried to make his heart beat slower.But the beating of the heart of human beings cannot be stopped at all, tingling, fear...

"Google!" A trace of blood suddenly spilled from the corner of McRemitz's mouth, and he couldn't stand on his feet in a trance. He collapsed to the ground and began to twitch.

"Temporarily disable one." Weston stepped on McRemitz's back expressionlessly.

Barthemelo on the other side looked at this scene in astonishment. He didn't know what kind of black hand had been placed on McRemitz and suddenly fell down without a sound. There was no trace of magic on the field at all.

But it was precisely because of this that he felt stunned and unbelievable.

"What did you do?" Barthamello reprimanded, suppressing the astonishment and anger in his heart.

Just don't resist!What's wrong with exchanging the life of a mud leg for ten years of prosperity of his family.

"Cooperating or something is not enough, I really am suitable to go it alone!" Weston stared at the opposite person with a dangerous light in his eyes.

Now that the face has been torn apart, it is absolutely necessary to murder and blame the Yugdomerenia clan.It's just that, the Magic Association couldn't go back. With so many people dead, the veritaserum Weston there didn't want to taste what it tasted like.

What an idiot for two bad things!Weston cursed in a low voice.

"It doesn't matter what you do, only one of us can survive, right? Tell me the spell of your sacrifice, and I will help you complete your mission." In this case, it is better to say that after leaving, he needs to summon Ying Ling came to seek self-protection.

He is not a familyist like Barthemelo who is immersed in the clan and sacrifices everything, but there are still people like Danik behind him.

"You mere mud leg, you actually want to use us as a sacrifice? What are you kidding!" Barthamelo laughed angrily.

"Go to hell!" The three three-inch nails were taken out of Barthermelo's pocket and held in his hand, and with the magic circuit on his arm... No, the brilliance of the magic seal flashed.Weston's pupils froze for a moment, and he almost subconsciously lifted McRemitz on the ground to block him.Accompanied by Barthemello's throw, the three-inch nails that came out suddenly accelerated in the air, broke through the sound and light, and nailed McRemitz's hands, legs, and shoulders.

Barthemelo was stunned, and then trembled with anger: "It's just a magic circuit, as many rubbish magic associations as you want, go to hell!"

The three-inch nail was taken out again, and the power-assist magic light on the engraving on Barthemelo's arm flashed again.

But this time, Weston was already prepared, with Mike Remitz standing in front of him, Weston grabbed the pistol and pulled the trigger, hitting Barthomello in the hand.

boom!

Chapter 27 Anti-kill (two in one)

The demon-breaking bullet directly pierced a hole in the joint of Barthumello's hand, spattering blood.

Almost uncontrollably, Barthermelo raised his throwing arm and lost contact with the shot. The magic engraving on his arm flickered between dim and brilliant, and the three-inch nail fell off the ground.Barthemelo's face suddenly became distorted, especially the feeling from his arm as if he was being shocked by electricity, and the confusion of the magic seal made him unable to help his pupils shrink.

The wound... Can even the structure of the magic seal be contained... This muddy leg!

"Don't hold back, maybe it will explode." Weston stared at him expressionlessly. This shot was aimed in the direction he deliberately aimed to prevent the magic engraving from being destroyed, but at the same time, it also made Bather Mello lost the ability to use the magic seal.

Stay on the opponent, and it can be transferred to the puppet later.

Barthamelo gritted his teeth in a muffled voice, trying to hold back the sound of wanting to scream in pain.But at this time, compared to the pain on his body, the shame of being plotted against by a little mud leg that appeared out of nowhere made him feel even more angry. Barthumello stared at Weston with incomparable hatred: "You Mere...!"

Boom!

Two consecutive shots interrupted his words, and the two shots of Weston hit Barthemelo's legs respectively, and the latter's legs suddenly went limp, and he knelt on the ground.

"Don't waste my bullets." Weston walked over, opened his magic eyes to minimize the threat, looked at the flowing body with no magic power on the opposite side, kicked the other side on the tree, and removed the joints of both sides.

Click!Click!

"what--!"

Bathmelo let out a scream, his arms twisted unnaturally, gasping for breath, staring at the muddy legs in front of him.

Two legs and two arms have lost their function, and the magic engraving can no longer be used, plus Danik and Heroic Spirit who don't know when they will appear, is he really stumped this time?

The body was pushed uncontrollably by Weston to a tree on the edge of the magic circle, and Barthemelo sat there paralyzed, staring at the person in front of him with unconcealable hatred in his eyes, and roared in a low voice: "You You bastard, you will definitely die, how dare you treat me like this."

Weston ignored his hysteria. In fact, in the current situation, Barthumello and Director Ken VS Emiya Kiritsugu are very similar. They both thought that each other would be able to perform magic tricks. .Who knew that the opponent was playing with guns and traps (meat shields)?

He doesn't deny this, but he doesn't think it's despicable, the winner is king, and he doesn't have the consciousness of being a magician himself.

After receiving all his equipment in his arms, he said lightly, "How does it feel to be counter-killed by you, a 'mere countryman'?"

"Anti-kill?" Barthamero snorted coldly: "You just won by despicable means. And do you think you can escape? You can't escape, whether it's Yugdomirenia The family is still the three major organizations of the Magic Association, if they know the truth today, you ruined the Magic Association and activated the Holy Grail emergency mechanism, and they will definitely send hunting troops to hunt and kill you!"

Weiston laughed and shook his head: "Why do you think that the activation mechanism can only be completed by yourself? It's not good to be too selfish."

"What do you want to say?" A hint of surprise flashed in Barthamello's eyes.