Chapter 958 is...Performance Art

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"Uh-huh!

"

Binga covered his wrists and suddenly fell to his knees and screamed.

Chun Riling was not very good either. He held his shoulder with one hand, and blood overflowed from between the palms and flowed down his arm.

The bright blood red makes the already fair skin even more dazzling.

If it were semi-automatic, the girl would be confident that she would be able to avoid it without getting hurt with her superb senses and reflexes.

But... that's fully automatic, excuse me.

Kasuga Ling glanced at Binga, then turned to stare into the distance. It was probably Shuichi Akai who opened it just now.

"hateful!

Who is it? "Binga stood up, the hatred in his eyes almost materialized.

He almost killed Kamu just now!

"What do you think? You are indeed a despicable person. If you can't win in a war, you will definitely steal someone."

Kasuga Ling chuckled, her arm was pierced by a bullet, but she didn't care about the injury at all, even though blood was still flowing out of the bullet hole.

The blood flows along the slender lotus-rooted arms, slides down the white and tender palms, accumulates on the fingertips, and drips "tick-tock-tock" to the ground.

From the corner of Kasuga Ling's eyes, she subconsciously realized that Binga's wrist had been shattered by the shock, and blood had pierced the skin.

I took another look at the blown pistol. There were clear dents and even holes in it!

The girl's expression was dull.

"This doesn't look like Char's AWM! It looks like... Baba Baba... Baba Leite?!"

In an instant!

The lights of the entire Tokyo Tower suddenly "popped", and from bottom to top, everything seemed to be submerged in darkness!

In the sky.

The roar of the propeller became clearer and clearer, and an Apache helicopter gunship was approaching at an extremely fast speed!

Chun Riling raised her head, her eyes trembling, "That's..."

With excellent dark vision, she naturally saw clearly that the people piloting the plane were Chianti and Cohen!

I saw the Apache circle around the Tokyo Tower and come to an emergency stop. The waves of the propeller hit the people below, and their clothes hems squeaked!

"Dang!"

A dazzling radiant light shone on Binga, causing him to raise his hands to protect his eyes.

Before he could react.

A rope was lowered from the helicopter, and a tall black figure jumped down, kicked Binga hard, and kicked him out!

"Uh-huh!

"

Binga rolled twice on the ground and hit the guardrail.

The person who came was none other than Gin.

The light from above also shone on him at the same time, and the shadow of the brim of his hat molded the outline of his fair and stern face.

A pair of dark green eyes were unpredictable, with a hint of warmth and anger.

"Kamu, come out quietly. Who gave you the order?"

Although he was looking down at the embarrassed Binga in front of him, he was talking to the confused girl behind him, his tone was low and magnetic.

Kasuga Ling's brain recovered from the downtime, she blinked her eyes innocently, and said cutely, "Old Qin, it happened suddenly."

Gin snorted coldly and turned around, "If it hadn't been for my shot, would you have died again?"

His eyes fell on the girl's shoulder, which was already blooming like a blood lotus, and the blood was flowing.

Chun Riling looked resentful, "Am I that unbearable?"

Sensing Gin's gaze, she paused with a pretty face and said without blushing, "It's okay, it's a performance art. More bloodletting will help your physical and mental health."

The words just fell.

Chun Riling felt the knife-like gaze in her eyes, and her expression immediately changed, "Ma...immediately, stop the bleeding immediately."

"If you forget how to deal with it, I can help you with your bandage." Gin said sarcastically.

"I...I haven't forgotten." Chunri Ling smiled slowly, her pretty face was very nervous.

Binga stood up again from the ground, raised his head and laughed, "Now I can finally catch you all! Tita!"

he shouted.

However.

There was no response from Tita at all.

What's more, under the moonlight, two unclear shadows are approaching.

The next second.

"I'm sorry, she won't respond to you anymore. I have sent her to meet the God of Death." Curacao walked over step by step, carrying Lan Song on his back.

Curacao's appearance made Gin's eyes startled. She was indeed still alive.

but.

He didn't even pay attention and came to help the little bastard. He couldn't stand the clumsy speed.

Gin was really afraid that Kamu would bleed too much. At one time, he could hardly accept this kind of thing.

If I do it again, I'm afraid I'll go crazy.

Binga's face looked ugly, "She's dead? It's really useless."

"Binga, you are very much like me before. There will be no victory at the end of hatred. Let me teach you one last time, as the team leader."

Lan Song's eyes were determined. She let go of her hand on Curaçao's shoulder, gritted her teeth and prepared to come down.

Curacao looked shocked and quickly stopped him, "No! Don't you want your hands and feet? They were just reattached and need to rest!"

"Let her go! But the premise is to accept my blessing." Chun Riling's face was a little unnatural and flushed, because the wound was on the shoulder, and gin could always get on her itchy flesh.

Curacao was startled, blessing? what is that?

Immediately afterwards.

She actually remembered that she had flown here on a crow, and she had a guess.

Could Kamu be trying to help Lan Song recover from his injuries?

Curacao immediately walked over with Lan Song on his back.

This time, Kasuga Ling finally took a close look at Lan Song. His face was filled with dense scars from where the blade had passed, covering up the charm he once had.

When Lan Song saw this, he subconsciously averted his eyes, with some complicated and inexplicable emotions.

"Don't worry! It's nothing, I will raise you back and you will be fat and free!" Chunri Ling chuckled and grabbed the other person's wrist.

In an instant.

The favorability value is reduced.

Lan Song suddenly felt that most of the pain in his body had disappeared. Even when he moved his fingers, there was no twitching pain.

A flash of surprise flashed in her eyes.

"Curaçao, put me down."

The girl's voice was no longer pale, but as clear and powerful as before.

Curacao looked stunned, is this true?

When Binga saw this, he laughed wantonly, "Just you? Do you think you are at your peak?

You who are seriously injured now are definitely no match for me! Preaching to me? Don't be too funny!

"

Lan Song got off Curaçao and moved her joints slightly. She had a cold look on her face.

"Yes, I am indeed not in peak condition, but even though I have become weaker, it does not mean that you have become stronger! Binga!

"

Lan Song sprinted up and hit a flying knee!

Bingjia's eyes suddenly shrank, and he never imagined that Lan Song, who had been tortured to such a state by him, could actually fight back like this!

He quickly dodged like a dog.

"boom!

! "

Lan Song's knee hit the spot where Binga was before, and the guardrail cracked in an instant!

"Don't try to hide!"

She touched the ground with her backhand and kicked high with a backspin, followed by a sacrificial kick!

Binga leaned back and dodged continuously, with uncontrollable horror in his eyes, "Why?!"

Lan Song sneered, moved her steps to pave the way, turned her hands behind her back and volleyed into the air, and kicked out her powerful legs in an instant!