"Huh?" The middle-aged man snorted with a wretched expression.
Then, he turned around and looked at his brothers behind him.
With his back facing the snow, he laughed without restraint,"
"Did you hear that? This little brat seems to want to kill us.”
"Hahaha!"
"I heard it, I heard it, old ghost. Is there a need to mock me like this?"
"That's right, that's right. Since he doesn't want to live anymore, let's help him out of kindness!”
The few of them began to mock one after another.
Just as the middle-aged man was about to turn around.
Puchi!
A dagger had appeared in Undersnow's hand.
He waved it and stabbed it into the middle of the middle-aged man's back.
Fresh blood flowed down from the middle-aged man's chest.
The middle-aged man's eyes were wide open. He could clearly feel that his life was slowly slipping away.
" Cough cough cough!..."
After a few dry coughs, a large amount of blood came out from his throat.
The few people in front were clearly stunned by this sudden incident and did not come back to their senses for a long time.
" Old Ghost!!!!"
The shouts of his companions made the middle-aged man stretch out his arm.
His lips moved slightly as if he was saying," Save me!!”
Then, he felt his pupils become more and more blurry, and then they dimmed.
His eyes were wide open.
He looked like he had died with his eyes wide open. Only when he died did he remember this thought.
"So, this little brat in front of me isn't joking!!!”
But it was too late for regrets!
The few of them watched as their companions, who they spent every day with, died in front of their eyes.
Although they weren't sworn brothers, they more or less had some feelings for each other.
Their expressions instantly turned ferocious.
"Damn it, you little brat, what have you done!!!”
"You actually dared to kill the old ghost. Go to hell!”
As they spoke, they took out a gun from their waists.
The black muzzle of the gun looked extremely awe-inspiring.
When Under the Snow saw this, her pupils couldn't help but contract.
This gun was the same one that Kenney had used to look for Liweir.
He didn't know if this body could block it.
Under the Snow wouldn't put her life in the hands of this meat shield.
With a quick thought, the two pistols that were originally stuck in his chest instantly merged together.
In the nick of time, it turned into a huge shield and blocked in front of the snow.
"Boom!"
A few gunshots sounded like cannonballs.
It blasted towards the snow.
Fran's pupils constricted as he watched from afar. When did these people guarding the stairs have such powerful weapons?
Didn't they each have a small kitchen knife a while ago?
"Oh no! The little brat is in danger."
"Chi, chi chi"
Fran instantly controlled the 3D mobile device to fly under the snow.
He looked at them anxiously and muttered in his heart,
"You must make it in time, or else this little brat will turn into powder!”
However, Fran was still a step too late!!
Halfway through the flight, gunshots were still heard.
Fran was in despair.
The gunshot was accompanied by a white gas, and the situation under the snow could not be seen clearly.
But Fran was sure that no one could survive a few of these bullets.
Without checking, the hook of the 3D mobile device was not embedded into the wall.
He fell from the sky.
"Ah!"
He slid across the floor for quite a distance.
The pain all over his body made it difficult for him to get up.
He almost lost consciousness when he suddenly thought of something.
Fran propped his elbows on the ground and looked up into the smoke.
The few people at the stairwell looked at the smoke in front of them with sinister smiles.
"Since he dared to provoke us, this little brat must have been blasted into powder.”
The smoke slowly dispersed, and a huge round shield appeared in front of them and Fran.
The dead middle-aged man in front of the shield had long been blasted into pieces.
His head was directly smashed by his companion.
Broken limbs could be seen everywhere.
The shield was also stained with blood!
"Hu! I might have to disappoint you. I almost thought I was done for!”
"Fortunately, I didn't believe that this meat shield in front of me could block it. Otherwise, I would have become the most aggrieved transmigrator in history!”
Fran, who had been in despair, smiled happily when he saw that he was safe and sound under the snow.
His eyes were slightly moist. He almost thought that he was going to lose the companion who accompanied him every day under the snow!
Fran heaved a sigh of relief and lay on the ground.
He felt physically and mentally exhausted!
The few men at the staircase looked at the shield in front of them and their pupils could not help but shrink.
"How, how is this possible? When did this shield appear?”
The few of them looked at the snow in disbelief.
He looked as if he had seen a ghost.
"Cut the crap and quickly change the bullets. If one shot doesn't work, we'll do it again.”
"Until this little bastard is blown to pieces.”
Those who had some brains could not help but remind him.
However, the snow could give them a chance! Obviously, he couldn't.
The shape of the shield changed into an umbrella shape.
However, there was a slight difference. There were a few round muzzles on the top of the umbrella.
The long handle of the umbrella was like an umbrella but not an umbrella, like a spear but not a spear. Commonly known as 'umbrella spear'
"Gatling gun form."
Under the Snow's gaze turned cold as she looked at the few people who were reloading their bullets.
One or two of them were even stuffing bullets into their guns, trembling slightly, but it was unknown if they were too nervous.
They were still afraid and kept falling to the ground. They picked them up and dropped them again.
Under the Snow waved the weapon in his hand and looked at them coldly.
The man who had reminded everyone earlier had reloaded his bullets in the blink of an eye.
He sneered, thinking that he was holding a stick under the snow.
He didn't pay much attention to it.
Under the Snow looked at them expressionlessly, not giving them a chance to speak at all.
"Die!"
The muzzle of the umbrella quickly turned in a clockwise direction.
"Da da, da da"
The thumb-sized bullet instantly flew towards the few of them at high speed.
The man's pupils constricted, and a bullet directly blew up his head.
All that was left was a headless corpse, twitching on the ground.
Some of them were beaten into two, their bodies falling from a high place, their bodies separated.
Some were smashed into pieces.
In just a short while, Under the Snow checked her mental strength and found that she had used up more than half of it.
If it had been just a little longer, his entire body would have been emptied out!!
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