Chapter 295: The Messenger of Love and Justice (Part 2)

The initiator of this incident, the off-road vehicle, suddenly waved his tail in a coquettish way as Li Guo and Shican Zhijian approached each other. Then, the head of a young foreign man with a big nose appeared from the car window and shouted at Li Guo and Shican Zhijian.

"What did you say?" Li Guo watched the riots behind him become more and more intense, and the police also approached in their direction. He hurriedly asked Zhijian for his disabled body.

"Stop worrying, go up and talk about it." The disabled Zhijian shook his head casually: "Are you still afraid that these grandchildren can kill us?"

Just after Li Guo and the cannon Zhijian got on the off-road vehicle, Amber suddenly slapped the railing: "It's the ranger! They are intercepting Li Guo!"

"Don't be anxious." Sister Xue grabbed Amber's hand: "Do you think you are a vegetarian if you are disabled and have a vegetarian diet? Let's go to Mochou to meet her. She is the most impulsive. If you start a big killing, we will have trouble."

Sure enough, when Sister Xue and Amber appeared in the cafe, Mo Chou was about to rush out and fire a thousand swords to rescue Li Guo who was kidnapped. Fortunately, Sister Xue, the little dragon girl with rich combat experience, appeared in time, otherwise things would have gone big...

"Calm down." Sister Xue pressed Mo Chou, then winked Amber. Amber nodded and turned around to chase Li Guo.

"Things seem to be a little more complicated than we think." The senior sister looked at the riots spreading outside and reached out to order a cup of charcoal: "Why, wait and see, it will become an official incident as soon as we come forward."

Although Mochou was impulsive, he was not an unreasonable girl. After Sister Xue explained this, she calmed down. She turned her head and looked at the restless crowd outside, and sighed: "Mochou is indeed a disaster star..."

The Toriko-sper bit the straw and stared silently at the menu: "With now, we can get as much as we can."

Sister Xue was stunned: "What?"

Toriko pointed to the crowd downstairs: "I personally feel that in less than three minutes, it will change from a commotion to a riot."

"Then..." Mo Chou's eyes lit up: "You won't pay anymore, right?"

Toriko nodded deeply: "That's it."

Mochou nodded: "I want this, this, this, this, this..."

Sister Xue looked at the two strange women who were as good as perverts in a daze: "You...you...you...you...you shouldn't do this."

"You don't understand." Toriko looked at Sister Xue secretly: "This is a kind of pleasure."

Li Guo, who was sitting on the off-road vehicle, had no cheesecake or pinecone chocolate in front of him. Only two black revolvers were pressed against him and his scattered Zhijian's forehead.

At such a close distance, Li Guo could even feel the faint smell of spiritual power on the bullet.

"This is a magic bullet." Li Guo explained to the cannon Zhijian in a professional tone: "It is difficult to resist the general spiritual shield."

The two silly foreigners behind suddenly knocked the back of the disabled Zhijian's head with a gun, signaling them to shut up.

"Why is it you who speaks? He wants to hit me?" Jian Jian looked at Li Guo helplessly: "This is unfair."

Li Guo laughed: "You look like a gay."

While speaking, the foreigner wanted to use a gun to knock on Jian Zhijian, but unexpectedly, Jian Zhijian suddenly turned around magnificently, picked up a wrench from the ground, and knocked directly at the buddy's forehead without saying a word.

After a dull sound, the ghost guy who had been teasing the body of Can Zhijian turned around. The body of Can Zhijian threw the wrench: "I hate homosexuality the most."

Another person holding a gun saw that his companion was knocked down, his instinctive chrysanthemum tightened and his fingers pulled. The trigger drove the flintlock, and the fire flashed at the muzzle, and the gunshot sounded loudly.

But Zhencan Zhijian just grabbed the backhand, and a bullet with a golden light flashed with runes lay straight in the palm of his hand. There was still a slight blue smoke coming from his head, which looked even majestic.

"Be honest." The scattered Zhijian turned his head and looked at the person behind him, threatening in pure French: "Otherwise, the uncle will let you eat shit."

The man in the cab also turned his head and muttered something. Then the man in the back seat hooked his finger and put down the gun in his hand...

"Just this thing, it's still called the Demon-Breaking Bullet?" The cannon Zhijian played with the bullet in his hand: "I can't even penetrate it."

Li Guo laughed out loud: "Stop making trouble, don't you see what you are. If you hit me, you will definitely shoot the hole twice and lose too much blood. What are they going to do?"

The disabled Zhijian shrugged: "Who knows, let's see. Anyway, you have to look arrogant, which is in line with your identity."

Li Guo was stunned, looked down at her naked *** and her fancy shorts, and smiled bitterly: "Stop making trouble... Just the two of us dressed up and were arrogant..."

"Temperament, do you know temperament?" The disabled Zhijian raised an index finger: "You must despise the enemy in terms of momentum."

As he said that, he was disabled Zhijian patted the front seat of the car and said to the driver in front: "Tell me, wherever you take us. I'll go with you if I don't tell you, you'll have to die."

Li Guo originally thought that the driver would refuse to follow, and then began to fight with Jian Zhijian in various ways. But what he didn't expect was that he actually said... and said in a pleading tone. Although Li Guo couldn't understand French, it was not difficult to see from his tone that this guy should be asking or talking to Jian Zhijian in an invitation.

"I said, the person in charge of the organization wants to see us." The disabled Zhijian shrugged and patted the driver's head: "Give me two cigarettes."

Without saying a word, the driver touched the cigarette in his pocket and handed it to the disabled Zhijian. The foreigner who had not been knocked down in the back seat respectfully prepared the lighter.

Li Guo nodded a long time and said to the foreigner behind him: "Give the gun to play with me."

foreigner:"?"

His body was disabled and Zhijian hit Li Guo with his elbow: "***, people can't understand Chinese. They speak French."

"Give the gun to play with me." The cannon Zhijian stretched out his hand behind: "Hurry up!"

Although the man hesitated for a moment, he saw Zhengcan Zhijian catch the 12.7mm magic bullet with empty hands. The psychological pressure this posture puts on people is huge. So he obediently picked up the gun of the person who fainted and handed it to Zhengcan Zhijian.

"Did you see it? Language is the bridge of communication." The disabled Zhijian handed the gun to Li Guo: "It makes you not study hard."

While studying the silver-plated revolver on the gun body in his hand, there are various complex and exquisite patterns and the magic-breaking bullet with strange words forged in tungsten and nickel alloy, Li Guo chatted with Candid Zhijian: "This gun is probably specially made. Do you think there is the gun from Hellboy?"

"Hey, I'm telling you about studying. What are you doing?" Zhencan Zhijian scolded Li Guo sternly: "What's the difference between you and illiterate?"

Li Guo thought for a while: "Anything is true, at least I am not addicted to the dance troupe."

"You won." Zhijian, a disabled man, raised his legs and stretched his dirty feet into the empty passenger seat. He really asked the driver in front like a master: "I asked you, have you been to school?"

The driver nodded violently.

"Do you have a college degree?"

The driver nodded violently.

"master?"

The driver nodded violently.

"PhD?"

The driver still nodded violently.

"***, what the hell are you?"

The driver turned his head and floated over with resentment...

"Did you hear it?" Zhijian, a disabled person, pointed at the driver: "In capitalist countries, you need to have a diploma in driving. You need a junior college in driving a car, a bachelor's degree in driving a bus, and a graduate student in driving a bus. After driving a eight-wheel drive, you will get a doctorate at least. Those who drive a modified car like this can get a postdoctoral degree at least. Let me tell you, Li Guo, with your three degrees, you will be the life of driving a pickup truck loading."

Li Guo glared at the cannon Zhijian with his eyes slanted: "Don't let my mother go..."

At this time, Amber, who was squatting on the roof of the off-road vehicle, laughing so hard that she rolled on the roof, covering her stomach with her plush claws and wishing she could use her head to hit the electric pole on the side of the road.

"I seemed to hear something strange." Li Guo looked at the roof of the car: "It seems that something is grabbing steel plates."

The disabled Zhijian pushed the foreigner behind the back with his elbow: "Go, go up and take a look."

When the foreigner heard this, his face turned blue. Now the car is speeding on the highway, with a speed of more than 120 kilometers per hour. At this time, he climbed out... According to relativity, the wind speed outside is also 120 kilometers per hour, so... this is equivalent to a Category 12 hurricane. If you go out, you will die...

"Forget it, I'm a kind person." A sentence that was self-praised by the disabled and Zhijian: "Li Guo, go up and take a look."

"Get out." Li Guo refused without any reason and said that his body was disabled Zhijian: "What should I do if my shorts were blown off?"

"Then I can only be a careless person." The disabled Zhijian shrugged helplessly: "It's pretty good, France is a romantic country."

Li Guo decided not to care about his body and strong minds, but just focused on studying the structure of the magic-breaking gun. Although he was very amateur, as a man, he still had a very persistent hobby for these things. Of course, this kind of gun is not something that Li Guo can tell, but in Li Guo's words, it is impossible to see the craftsmanship, and it is always possible to see the patterns.

Time passed quickly, and the car speeded faster. When it was almost dark, the car got off the highway and gradually drove into a small village that seemed quiet and peaceful, and still retained the Napoleon-style architecture of the 17th century.

The moment Li Guo walked into the village, he suddenly felt an external force trying to curb the spiritual energy on his body, but this force was really embarrassed to take it out compared to the heavenly tribulation or the paper contract. So Li Guo didn't take it seriously at all.

"It's not bad." After getting out of the car, he waved to the driver: "Go and get two coats for me."

But this time, the driver suddenly stood up and got out of the car fiercely. He held two magic guns in his hand. The two people in the back seat of the takeaway got out of the car with great momentum.

Although the young man who was smashed by the wrench by the cannon Zhijian was still bleeding on his head, the cannon Zhijian was still not heavy. So he had completely recovered his confidence to hold two guns at the cannon Zhijian.

"Did you see it?" Li Guo smiled teasingly at the cannon Zhijian: "You are in a tragedy."

The disabled Zhijian sighed helplessly, looked at the thick cirrus clouds in the sky, and coughed: "Li Guo, use the magical powers!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of lightning flashed directly from the clouds with a sizzling sound. At that moment, Li Guo's hair stood upright...

When the three guns around him reacted, it was too late and the lightning had hit the body of the scattered Zhijian.

"Li Guo stands with one foot and doesn't move! Don't move!" The cannon Zhijian shouted.

Then a strong electric current sound came again, and lightning in the sky hit the body of Can Zhijian one by one. At this time, the three fools finally reacted and ran away.

But as soon as they ran, the three of them suddenly fell to the ground in an orderly manner, and hissing white smoke came out from the top.

Seeing these three fools fall to the ground, his body was broken and his fingers snapped. The clouds gradually dissipated, and he no longer had flashing electric arcs on his body.

"Your mother and theirs are also a postdoctoral fellow." The scattered Zhi sighed firmly: "I don't even know the voltage of stepping, are you studying in Hope Primary School?"

As he said that, his body-disabled Zhijian looked around and then shouted loudly: "Girls, all of them are coming out to pick up customers."

But it was still deserted around, but the thick door of the cathedral in the center of the town slowly opened, and a man wearing a thick religious costume and a hood couldn't see his face clearly, and a robe with a huge cross with a twisted silk pattern appeared.

The old man was about sixty years old, with a solemn expression. His gray hair trembled slightly in the night wind, and he looked a bit like a Marlon brandy. He also had two huge pistols on his waist and a wide sword in his hand poked to the ground, majestic.

Beside him was a very hot blonde woman and a cynical young man with a black haired, hooked nose and cynical face. Among the many followers, Li Guo even found the tall Eminem and the pretty and cute Talisa with red hair.

Teresa also quietly stuck out her tongue at Li Guo.

"We seem to be in trouble." Li Guo shrugged: "I don't bring any weapons."
To be continued...