I'm Not a Theatre God

Chapter 514: No Choice but to Move Forward

The night rain continued.

In the dim courtyard, Su Zhiwei's eyes swept over the muzzles of the four guns one after another, her face extremely solemn.

From the moment all the lights in the museum suddenly went out, she realized that something was wrong, and the subsequent tremor of the earth further confirmed her thoughts. The roar in the main hall continued, and something must have happened.

Su Zhiwei was practicing in the pavilion in the courtyard at the time, and was about to approach the guest room, but halfway through, she heard the sound of fighting coming from the other side of the courtyard. When she walked over, she saw Yao Qing knocking down a killer alone and struggling with another killer.

Although she also solved 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 the bullets, and now she couldn't fully master the power of the "string", and the bullets wouldn't give her the opportunity to slowly adjust the "string".

Yao Qing, holding a baseball bat, got up from the ground with difficulty, and stood back to back with Su Zhiwei, using her body to block the muzzles of guns from 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, you should go."

"I won't go!"

"Yao Qing! I'm your sister! You have to listen to me!" Su Zhiwei frowned, "If something happens to you, how can I explain to your grandmother?"

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

Su Zhiwei was stunned.

"Damn... that kid blocked my gun." The killer behind him aimed at Su Zhiwei's head for a long time, but he couldn't get around Yao Qing's head, and couldn't help cursing.

"I was blocked by him too, damn!! Is he sick!"

"That's a bounty of 8 million!"

"Never mind! Kill him first!"

The four assassins locked onto the two figures at the same time. Seeing this, Su Zhiwei did not hesitate to put his arm around Yao Qing's shoulders. His white training suit fluttered in the night rain, and he threw him several meters away with an over-the-shoulder throw!

"You...!"

Yao Qing fell heavily to the ground. Before he could speak, a burst of gunfire broke out!

Bang bang bang——!!

Su Zhiwei, who was locked by four guns, had her pupils shrink unconsciously. Bullets flew towards her at high speed. At this moment, blue arcs suddenly wandered in the void!

Zizizizi——

The sound of electric currents rang out, and the magnetic field in the courtyard suddenly twisted. The metal bullets flying at high speed seemed to hit layers of invisible barriers. Inertia and magnetic field gravity pulled each other, and the trajectory was slightly offset!

The bullet that was originally shot straight at Su Zhiwei actually drew an arc in the air, circling the white clothes, like a Tai Chi circle drawn in the night sky, and lightly shot at the surrounding walls or trees!

This scene made the four killers dumbfounded. They couldn't understand why none of the bullets they fired at the same time hit Su Zhiwei? Isn't this how you aim the human body outline gun technique?

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

Bang!

A killer's body, covered with embroidery needles and metal fragments, smashed a window on the second floor, rolled from the eaves to the yard, and fell to the ground like a hedgehog.

Seeing their companions covered with metal, the killers were also stunned. Before they understood what happened, lights lit up from the corridor on the second floor in the dark museum.

Ding-ding-ding...

The lighting system that was completely extinguished was strangely restored one by one at this moment. Under the pale light, a figure came over with heavy breathing. The lights above his head lit up one after another with his footsteps, and the current was overloaded, shining like the scorching sun.

"Did you catch up..."

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

He walked to the edge of the second-floor window, his eyes swept over the shocked four killers and Su Zhiwei, and the aurora in his pupils became more and more intense.

He raised his right hand slightly, and the next moment, the guns in the hands of the four killers fell out of their hands at the same time, as if being pulled by some invisible force, and flew into the sky, and it was unknown where they fell...

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

"Next... I'll leave it to you."

After the voice fell, the aurora in Yang Xiao's pupils gradually dissipated, his figure swayed, and he fainted on the ground weakly.

Like Su Zhiwei, Yang Xiao was in the stage of trying to master his own theory, and his mental reserve was even more insufficient. He was close to the limit after killing two killers. In addition, he had just used the "magnetic field theory" to rescue Su Zhiwei, which was beyond the scope of Yang Xiao's ability to bear. He fainted on the ground.

But even though he appeared for less than five seconds, the situation in the courtyard was reversed because of him, which could be called a turning point!

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

"Fuck! The gun is gone!"

The killer looked at his empty hands and didn't react for a while. In a flash, Su Zhiwei came to him and smashed his fist with a strong wind!

The killer flexibly turned his head to avoid the punch, and put his hands in front of him to make a fighting posture. These people have been struggling in the sea of ​​blood for many years. No matter shooting or fighting, none of them is weak.

He and Su Zhiwei fought at high speed in the night rain, fists and palms connected, and the sound of the training clothes breaking through the air rang out one after another.

"Let's go together!"

The other three killers naturally would not stand by and watch. Some pulled out short knives from their waists, and some pulled out military bayonets from behind their boots, and swarmed towards Su Zhiwei.

Su Zhiwei felt the crisis coming from behind, and her face was extremely solemn. She changed her pace and distanced herself from the killers, and her eyes swept over the four figures approaching one after another.

With only her, close combat was naturally impossible for her to be the opponent of the four killers... If this continued, she would definitely lose.

Su Zhiwei looked at the second floor, where Yang Xiao fell, and a firm look flashed in her eyes.

She raised her hands slightly, and a faint light began to condense in the void. As she slowly made a fisting stance, those water-like light balls began to flow around her, as if countless extremely fine "strings" were following her movements and "commanding" them, and gradually synchronized with each other.

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

This time, she must do it!

A man in white clenched his fists and made a stance in the night rain, with a faint light flowing around him... "Performance" was about to begin.

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