Without more words, Kasia ruthlessly pressed down the cold trigger the next moment the muzzle of the revolver was pointed at the black shadow's head. The drum and muzzle of the pen www.biquge.info revolver burst into a long-lasting flame at the same time, igniting the light inside the carriage as if it were moist and precipitated. The darkness was like a fine cloth intact, torn apart from the middle with a "click". The light traveled the entire carriage in a short instant, coating everything with a bright orange-red glow, and dragging a darker shade of black on the ground.

The whole picture of the black shadow is illuminated in a simple outline. In fact, I don't need to see it with my eyes anymore, it is Franchi, and Kasia still has his breath in his senses. The fire from the blue silver bullet was too shiny in the dim environment, and the revolver had a huge recoil force, and now Kasia was also uncontrollable, and the muzzle was a little off due to the instability of the arm when firing six shots in a row.

Franci's huge body, now fully exposed to the muzzle flames of the revolver, was in the light, as if he was being burned by the flames, consumed by the light. The gilding of his body and the hidden shadows turned him into a black and white photograph of unusually freshness, and no other color could be found.

Lena seized the rare opportunity to stare at Francri's every move in front of her, hugged Dyar and quickly fell backwards.

There was a smell of burnt paste in the air. The flames from the revolver burned half of Franri's hair, and even the skin near the muzzle of the gun turned black.

The gunfire did not dissipate, and the darkness swept in from both sides again, covering everyone's figures.

At this time, Kasia quickly evacuated from Franri's side, "Dong Dong" landed on the wooden board with a wisp of white smoke and a bullet casing, he was a safe distance away from Franri, blocking in front of Linna, standing more than ten meters away. The footsteps settled, and the revolver had been re-ammoed.

Kasia and Linna's faces became solemn, and the muscles that were usually unnoticed on them also tensed at this time, without expression, and if there were, there was only seriousness on them, more solemn and solemn than ever.

"Do you know how painful this can be!" Francory almost roared, standing up straight, but his head was about forty-five degrees to the side, as if he was being pushed by the tremendous force of the blue-silver bullet and bent his neck.

The skin of the bag on one side of him exploded in six small balls, and the hair and flesh there were torn to pieces by the force of the bullet, splattering all around with the heat. The snow-white skull was revealed, and six golden bullets with dark accents glittered in the faint light outside the window. They weren't able to penetrate the snow-white skull, and the huge kinetic energy could only penetrate a little, allowing the bullet to sink slightly into the skull.

Francis straightened his head, and the six bullets shook like a dull bell, and fell to the ground with a "thump". His stout neck squirmed at the same time, and something was drilling in front of his ears, where the skin bulged upwards in the shape of a small arterial vessel. It can be seen with the naked eye that the place that has been blasted by the blue silver bullet is slowly spreading a layer of fresh flesh and blood. The rate of scalp regeneration is no longer the normal rate of recovery for humans. Even if he were a surgeon, it would be impossible to achieve the resilience and regeneration power of such a potent mold that resembles a strong mold grown in a laboratory.

Kasia had already started the rejection reaction of the whole body, and the dragon tissue in her body was more active today because of Linna's presence. But the twenty-four inhibition tubes in the body were an absolutely complete blockade, pressing on their heads without the slightest sign of opening. Kasia was ready to draw the forged steel sword behind him as soon as he had finished firing six blue-silver bullets.

Shulecca said that Francri's system was special and his bones were hard. But he never imagined that it would be so hard. It was a blue-silver bullet, a bullet that could penetrate an armored vehicle from head to tail from the front, and it was completely different from some bullets on the market that only made a "bang" sound when hit on the bulletproof steel plate.

The sight in front of him made Kasia's calm heartbeat beat irrepressibly, so real that it was almost the same as when she woke up from a dream of becoming a world-rich man. After a brief condensation, the air was filled with an even more violent aura. Francri's body grew larger, and the fitted gown was torn apart by the swollen muscles, revealing large chunks of hideous, bumpy skin with something wriggling underneath.

It was all proliferating dragon tissue, still absorbing energy and growing like mold from a rotting corpse, crawling all over Francri's body. In this state, Kasia knew very well that he had been lying in a hospital bed for several days because of the same thing not long ago.

Behind Francri stood three men who were on guard and confronted each other, one of whom was like Lina, and if it weren't for the difference in the clothes on her body and the outfit on her face, Cassia believed that she was Lina. That's what Sheila and Lina are here for.

Sira stood sideways behind Franri, her clothes stained with splattered blood, dark red dotted flowers in the dark. She held a tactical knife in one hand, the tip of which had been cut off by something, and the cut was a little brighter than the blade of the tactical knife. The other hand is holding a box, the skin is silvery-white, the top is smooth and shiny to be used as a mirror, there is not a trace of scratches, the material is hard, it is the intuitive feeling of the eyes to see the past. There are three card slots on the edge of the configured combination lock, and three copper-edged password cards have been inserted into it. Now, just press the button in the middle, and the seemingly indestructible chest can be opened with a "snort".

The two men standing opposite Sila were at the doorway, one to the left and one to the right, their bodies straight, like pillars supporting the main weight of the building. One of them was Iyeta, who didn't even have any camouflage on his face, and was the beautiful face that anyone who knew him could recognize at a glance. There was sweat on his forehead, his hair was slightly messy, and his red cross pupils flickered, constantly roaming over the box in Cira's hand and Franri's body, and finally landed on Kasia's body, revealing surprise. But Ieta didn't speak, and her eyes returned to Francri and Cira.

If nothing else, she thinks that she and Kasia should be allies now.

As for the face of the other person, Kasia did not immediately recognize it. Another person relied on makeup to change his face, a very ordinary face that could naturally dissolve into the air when standing in the crowd, and there was no feature that could leave an impression. There was a peculiar feeling in him, and Kasia remembered how he felt in that little hotel in Thor, and it was certain that he was the man.

When he saw the unpretentious cane sword in the man's hand, Kasia's cross pupils couldn't help but constrict.

The name "Leigh!" appeared in his mind, but in the end it changed to "Hack", Leigh's brother who had met at the party.

"Theological seminary. Kasia didn't say anything when he saw the relationship between Yeta and Hack, and kept the silence that was now suppressed in the carriage.

Francy twisted his neck, his bones crackling. Kasia withdrew his gaze and looked at Franri, the revolver no longer immediately pressed the trigger. He knew that in addition to being able to hit a deadly part like the eye, the effect of the blue silver bullet could only be to explode a mass of minced flesh on his body. And the six open wounds on Francie's arm that were blown open by the bullet were now wrapped in proliferating dragon tissue, and they were being quickly repaired, and the speed could only be described as a monster.

Francori looked at Kasia, opened his mouth, and let out a breath of hot air, and the white mist dispersed in front of him.

"Is Lina the one you got that night?" he asked Kasia, looking at Lina. Lena retreated to the bottom of the carriage, placed on the unconscious body of Delea, stood beside Kasia, and drew her short tactical knife.

Kasia nodded, pointed her gun in Francri's eyes, and immediately opened fire.

"You!" Francis was furious, his keen perception causing him to lower his head, avoiding the bullet that shot his eye.

The bullet opened his forehead with a metallic clashing sound. The bullet didn't sink into the bone in the forehead, which was arguably the hardest part of human bones, and the blue-silver bullet left only a scratch mark on it, and then the straight trajectory deflected, and the arc of the forehead pierced the ceiling on the head.

Sila, Lina, and Iyeta were all moving at the same time as the guns rang out. Hack also heard from the door, ran along the wall on the side to Francri's side, and attacked with a sword, the target was not Francri, who turned his head to look, but Cira, who had been on guard.

Lina walked around Francri and stood in front of Iyeta, who was also attacking Ciara. The short machine gun spat out a pile of delicate shells, and Iyeta's body shook, her eyes catching the muzzle of the gun and dodging it all. Her bronze short sword was also slashed down, and the short machine gun broke in half, colliding with the tactical knife in Linna's hand.

In the face of the terrifying Sira, she barely held on, and had no chance to fight back, and kept stepping back. (To be continued.) )