Ember Gun

  Chapter 180 Blessing

   "I didn't expect you to have normal social friends."

  Seleu followed Lorenzo closely, walking through the narrow carriage.

"what happened?"

  Lorenzo said without looking back.

   "It just feels like you are out of place in this world."

  "This is nature, I am not a demon, but I am different from human beings... I am a person living in the gap, in the gap between two worlds."

  Lorenzo laughed somewhat self-deprecatingly.

   "Are you surprised? You are so clear about yourself."

  Seleu did not speak, but just nodded. She was not sure if Lorenzo could see it.

  In her eyes, Lorenzo is simply a troublesome attraction. The friends she makes are not gangster bosses or secret agencies. It is hard to imagine that such people will have a normal life circle.

   "There are so many things you don't know, Seleu, just like the following..."

  Lorenzo said and put his right hand into his arms.

"what?"

"Do not be afraid."

  Lorenzo replied.

  The white-clothed flight attendant walked in the middle of the carriage. In fact, the place was quite spacious, but when the two passed by in the opposite direction, it became very crowded, and one party needed to make a concession.

But Lorenzo didn't give the slightest retreat. The witcher's gaze was watching the flight attendant quietly. As he approached, he could only see a white light blooming in his arms, with the sound of metal crashing sharply. His pocket knife popped out in an instant, and it was slashed violently after giving almost no reaction time.

  Seleu was already stunned, and at this moment the passengers around were also stunned.

   The blade of the folding knife was cut diagonally down the flight attendant's shoulder, and directly split his neck and throat with the opportunity, and the horrible sound could be heard clearly... The metal directly cut off the spine in the flesh and blood.

Blood gushed out like a Koizumi, dyed the back of the white chair red, staring at Lorenzo with horror, he covered the terrifying injury with one hand, as if he wanted to say something, but the whole throat They were all torn apart by that powerful blow, and only the flustered breathing could be heard.

   "I can smell you from far away."

  Lorenzo wiped the blood from his face, his eyes cold.

  The inferior secret blood can be clearly noticed even by Lorenzo across several carriages.

  As early as when he discovered that the intruders were survivors, Lorenzo became vigilant, but he didn’t expect to hide from them all the way, but didn’t avoid them. These guys also followed the car.

  Finally, the folding knife penetrated from top to bottom, penetrating the head and the heart together, without giving it the possibility of demonization.

  This was a cruel execution. The corpse twitched and fell, and the blood covered everyone's feet.

After a brief silence, there was a frantic scream. The passengers around panicked. Some began to flee to the next carriage, some were crying, and some raised their courage to fight against the murderer Lorenzo, but Lost his reason under that cold gaze.

  The whole scene was in chaos, smelling the strong smell of blood, the terrible death was in front of Seleu's eyes, she clenched Lorenzo's hand, her face pale.

  She also didn't know what Lorenzo was suddenly mad, but the trust accumulated over the years made her believe in Lorenzo...In fact, there seemed to be no other way except to go all the way to the dark with Lorenzo.

   "Let's go."

   Lorenzo said.

  Although it was chaotic, no one dared to stand in Lorenzo's way. He was holding the sharp pocket knife in his hand, dripping blood.

The crowd ran away, but Lorenzo easily found his target in this, and threw the pocket knife in his hand. A passenger who had not left was directly nailed to the seat by the pocket knife without waiting for him. Do more, blazing fireworks erupted from his body, burning the body through the screams of pain.

  Lorenzo walked over slowly, and took off the folding knife on it as he passed by. Against the backdrop of the fireworks, Seleu clearly saw the barbed handle of the knife.

  This is a pocket knife specially made for Lorenzo. There are tiny barbs on the handle, and the blood will flow down the groove to the blade.

   "Don't hide, let's come together."

  He said.

  In the vision of the Demon Hunter, no matter how bad the secret blood is, it is still secret blood, just like the fire in the dark, even the tiny sparks are enough to make people notice.

   Suddenly he waved his pocket knife, turned around violently, and grabbed Seleu. The girl's body was directly pulled up, and at the same time, the pocket knife was cut down, killing a passenger who did not know when he was near Lorenzo's back.

  The head covered by the sacred silver cut open the head directly, split along the body, splitting the whole body.

   Distorted internal organs and blood surge, like a slaughterhouse.

  Seleu didn't look at those as much as possible. She knew that Lorenzo didn't need to be so cruel, but he was like venting his anger, cruelly killing every survivor.

  Lorenzo didn’t know what Master Lawrence promised to them, nor why they accepted the secret blood, but he didn’t care, these people were enemies, and the enemy just had to kill them.

  The passengers who could escape in the carriage had already fled, but the space was a lot empty, and more survivors poured in.

  Those ordinary people are not their target, their target is only Lorenzo, or Selenium behind Lorenzo.

  One hand tightened Seleu, and he slashed hard with a jackknife.

In this not-so-open space, the swing of the jackknife was very restricted. After a brief period of fear, a survivor finally reacted. He took out a pistol and fired at Lorenzo, but he hadn't waited to pull the trigger and broke through. And the nail sword pierced through his head, nailing him to the wall, and then a blazing firework rose.

   "It's really troublesome..."

  Lorenzo frowned, raised Winchester in his arms, pulled the trigger, and the scattered projectiles swept across.

Thanks to the fearful instinct of human beings, it must be the enemies that are still in the carriage now, and Lorenzo doesn’t care about any accidental injuries. The metal projectiles penetrated into the body, and the kinetic energy they carried made them all take a few steps back. , And then the gunshot fired again, smashing one head after another.

  Even this group of survivors can find their place, presumably Master Lawrence is not far away, thinking of this, Lorenzo couldn’t help having a headache, and then quickened his pace.

  A sword light came on, stopping his steps.

  When the man was about to hit Lorenzo with the sword in his hand, he set up his beloved shotgun, slashed the blade on the barrel, and failed to continue downward.

  Lorenzo cursed secretly, and tried to kick him away, but the man escaped Lorenzo's attack with a single step, and then dashed in again, and the sharp sword light fell.

   is very troublesome.

  Lorenzo ducked sideways, and at the same time let go of Seleu's hand.

  The man looked angry. It seemed that Lorenzo had killed many of his colleagues, but Lorenzo didn’t care about those, he even wanted to laugh, because now only the man was fighting with him.

  The survivors looked at themselves with fear, which made Lorenzo very satisfied.

  Sometimes death will arouse the anger of the rest of the people, but death that is too cruel will make everyone fear, they are all afraid of Lorenzo, except for the person in front of them.

   "You are not bad."

   Lorenzo said, and at the same time stretched out his hand like a thunderous swift.

  The falling sword tried to take it back, but Lorenzo grabbed it. How powerful that wrist was, like being imprisoned in steel, the man could not withdraw the blade at all.

  The blood ran down the sword's edge, and without waiting for more reactions, a cold touch appeared on his forehead.

  Winchester pressed against his head, and then the blood exploded and the stench of mucus splashed all over.

It was a nightmare more frightening than the demon. Finally someone screamed in despair, fired guns and poured ammunition towards Lorenzo, but the demon hunter directly lifted the body of the man in front of him, like a shield, against it. The bullet from the shot rushed directly to the edge of the carriage.

   Pulled out the jackknife plugged into the wall, severed limbs all around.

  Resolved the remaining enemies, Lorenzo turned his head and stretched out his hand to Seleu, who was standing in a pool of blood.

   "Time is coming, we have to hurry up.".

  But this time Seleu didn't make any response. She looked at the blood-stained hand, resisting the disgusting feeling, and tried not to let herself vomit out.

   "You... are more like a monster than a monster."

   She said with some difficulty.

"maybe."

  Lorenzo doesn't seem to care about this. At this moment, his state is a bit strange, he looks very anxious, as if something is about to happen.

  Regardless of Seleu's wishes, Lorenzo grabbed her and continued to walk towards the back of the car.

   Pushing open the door, the people in the next section of the carriage were full of horror. It can be clearly felt that as Lorenzo entered, everyone was terrified and they were forced to be locked up with a monster.

  Lorrenzo said coldly as if he hadn't seen those gazes.

"Step aside."

  No one moved, but when Lorenzo lifted the **** jackknife, a gap appeared for the two to advance.

   "The devil... the devil!"

  Some old woman collapsed in fear, she scolded.

   Then endless whispers sounded, seeming to be talking about this terrible monster.

  But Lorenzo seemed to not feel these, there was no need to listen to others, they didn't understand anything.

  Yes, they don’t understand anything, they don’t even know what happened.

  Like a lamb in a fence, the world they perceive is only inside the fence.

In the crowd on both sides, someone suddenly moved. Lorenzo could detect the turbulent killing intent. With his reaction power, he could slay it with a knife before the attack arrived. But it was Lorenzo that was weird. There was no sense of the power of the demon in that person, and there was no smell of secret blood.

The falling blade hesitated, and then a sharp pain came from the other side. The sharp short knife penetrated Lorenzo's waist and abdomen. Lorenzo could only protect Seleuc, even if there were more blades from it. The crowd fell.

  "Ordinary people?"

  Lorenzo did not understand, but in a flash he felt ridiculous for his innocence.

  Not everyone has smoked secret blood, and not everyone knows the existence of demons.

  "Remains?"

  He asked, but no one responded to him, they were angry.

   "So, sometimes, one cannot judge a'monster' by the erosion of secret blood."

Lorenzo whispered, and then his body exploded with terrifying power, and the sharp pocket knife flashed a weird light in the air. He couldn't see Lorenzo's path of swinging the knife at all. He could only hear the violent wind, followed by a touch. Wipe scarlet.

  The sharp blade accurately cut the throat of each survivor. The human body is so fragile that they can't even scream, they can only forcefully cover the wound, trying to delay the arrival of death.

  Seeing this scene, the pious old woman finally couldn't help it. She shed tears and complained of Lorenzo's atrocities.

   "You will go to hell!"

   "That's what I want, ma'am!"

  Lorenzo took Seleuc past a corpse, talking to himself.

"I have killed many priests, as well as templar knights, and I am still rushing to kill a... once a cardinal. My biggest wish is to pile up cow dung in every place of the seven hills. It would be better if the Cathedral of Saint Nalo could be lit!"

  Pushing open the last door, the cold wind rushed into the warm carriage and expelled all the blood.

  Lorenzo turned around and smiled at the old woman.

   "Thank you for your blessings, madam, I wish you a beautiful day."

  (End of this chapter)