Almost instantly, Delbo thought of a story published in the newspaper two days ago. When he lived in the toilet at night, he lit a candle and suddenly exploded and killed the toilet.
At that time, he laughed and admitted that the other person was stupid than not knowing ventilation.
But when this man became him, Delbo couldn’t laugh anymore.
Especially when being pointed at gunpoint.
"Wait for me …"
Bang!
Goethe pulled the trigger before Delber finished.
Delbo was shot between the eyebrows and his eyes were wide open.
After all this, Goethe seems to be relieved. His breathing seems to have just consumed a lot of physical strength, and he didn’t notice the knife suddenly sticking out in the fog behind him.
The blade weapon hides the light and is silent.
When it was almost time to stick Goethe’s back, he made a sudden effort.
Bang!
A metal hit Goethe unscathed.
And conveniently turn around and palm back.
Suddenly a piece of white fog appeared.
It is …
flour
A figure appeared in the gray fog. The other party didn’t expect an accident when it was a shoo-in. He stared at Goethe in astonishment.
Then my nose itches and my eyes get sore …
Atchoo!
In a huge sneeze, the other person’s whole body leans forward
It’s pepper
The flour is also mixed with pepper!
Of course, this is not the point. The point is that Goethe has picked up Delbo’s fallen revolver at this time.
Bang, bang!
The figure in the fog wants to dodge, but the distance between the two sides is less than seven steps.
Several blood flowers burst each other’s bodies.
Then the other party fell to the ground.
As the other side fell to the ground, the fog instantly dispersed.
But Goethe didn’t have Ma Xiangqian, but shot the fallen man three times in the left and right chest and eyebrows.
After all this, Goethe raised his hand and tugged at Delbo’s bullet chain, filled the revolver magazine in his hand and fired three more shots at each other.
It was not until this time that Goethe dared to approach each other when he confirmed that the other party was dead.
You can’t be too careful in the face of the unknown
Goethe didn’t directly touch each other’s bodies, but scattered a piece of door plank fragments to stir each other’s bodies.
Door fragments don’t take advantage of them.
But it’s long enough
This allowed Goethe to keep a sufficient distance from each other.
In the process, Goethe will eventually hold the gun in his other hand and pull the trigger if something goes wrong.
On the other hand, ordinary clothes are generally not strong, and their fingers are not calluses. They belong to the kind of ordinary people who will not be noticed when throwing in the crowd.
"Is it true that such a person has exerted that extraordinary power?"
Goethe raised doubts in his heart.
And just then—
"No doubt"
"It is he who makes the similar’ fog hidden’ power"
"But …"
"He is an apprentice."
A sound appeared at the door.
Goethe immediately raised his revolver.
At the entrance of No.1 Guta Street, a man wearing a black dovetail and a white shirt faced Goethe’s gun and arranged a pile of fronts. Then he took off his hat very formally and leaned politely.
"Good evening, Mr. Gold. I’m Morey."
"It’s a special person for Rust to handle similar things."

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