Shiry Yang reacted quickly and quickly hid behind the dragon chair.
Three steel arrows hit her arm and missed.
Seeing that the blow missed, I cursed secretly.
While she didn't show her head, I quickly moved forward and hid behind a big pillar.
As the distance between us shortens, the steel crossbow's fire will be stronger.
I mentally counted the number of bullets in Shirey Yang's hand, and there probably weren't many left.
After a fight with Heisha just now, she only had two boxes of ammunition left.
After a confrontation with me and Fatty just now, she probably only had one box left at most.
As long as she runs out of bullets, it will be easy.
With the weapons in our hands and the fat man's, taking her down will be easy.
I loaded the steel arrow and took a deep breath.
I just observed that although this dragon chair is beautifully carved, there is a large gap in the carving of the flying dragon, which is enough for a steel arrow to pass through.
If I aim at the gap and shoot an arrow, Shiry Yang will definitely show up and hit me while I am shooting, and then Fatty can kill her with one shot.
It's just that the risk I'm taking is a bit too high.
Maybe she'll kill me first before the fat man can kill her.
But there is no success without risk.
I would rather get shot than let her take away the throne.
Thinking of this, I became cruel and suddenly ducked and fired an arrow at the dragon chair.
Sure enough, the steel arrow passed through the gap of the dragon chair smoothly and shot over.
Shiry Yang immediately appeared from behind the dragon chair and aimed at me.
I shouted: "Fat man" and immediately rolled on the spot.
The fat man quickly raised his gun and fired in response.
Hearing an "ah" sound, Shiry Yang leaned on the dragon chair in pain, covering his left arm.
"Hit" I felt happy, but then I heard a sound, and the fat man quickly stepped back, only to see a bullet hit in front of the fat man's feet.
The fat man said bitterly: "Damn, your marksmanship is so good even though you were injured.
Old Hu, if I don't take care of her today, all my years of practicing shooting will be in vain."
The fat man also hid behind a pillar, and the two of us He waited with bated breath for Shiry Yang's next move, but after waiting for a long time, he saw no movement.
"The bitch must have run away," the fat man mouthed to me without making a sound.
I can't hold my breath anymore.
The hall is so quiet that there is no sound at all.
Shirley Yang was shot in the left arm and shouldn't be able to hold on for long.
I picked up another steel arrow and loaded it, quickly dodged out of the pillar, aimed at the gap in the dragon chair, and shot it.
There was a "swish" sound and the steel arrow passed through the dragon chair smoothly again, but Shiry Yang didn't come out to attack me again.
Could it be that she has become smart and knows that Fatty and I are attacking alternately inside and outside, and she can't take advantage, so she waits for an opportunity to hide aside and wait to destroy us?
Seeing that Shiry Yang had not moved for a long time, the fat man lost his temper.
He loaded the bullet, quickly moved out of the protection range of the pillar, surrounded him from the side, and ran behind the side pillar of the dragon chair in a few steps.
The fat man nodded to me from a distance, indicating to me that he was about to attack and asked me to cover him.
I loaded the steel arrow again and nodded in response.
The fat man suddenly dodged and aimed at the back of the dragon chair, then slowly lowered the gun.
"She ran away" shouted the fat man.
After running away, I quickly ran to the back of the dragon chair and took a look.
Sure enough, no one was there anymore.
There was a pool of blood on the ground.
She must have been seriously injured.
The fat man and I ran along the bloodstain left by Shiry Yang, and saw the bloodstain bypassing the screen behind the dragon chair and going out through the back door.
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I muttered: "It seems she escaped through the back door.
According to my estimation, she probably didn't have many bullets left.
Maybe she knew she was no match for us, so she resorted to strategy 36."
The fat man gritted his teeth and said, "Huh, she's smart.
If she stays here, Fatty, I'll beat her to pieces with a burst of bullets."
I said, "Let's go out to look for her.
Although she is injured, she is She is from the U.S.
Navy and her physical fitness is not very good.
If we don't eliminate her, we will leave ourselves in big trouble.
Maybe she is hiding somewhere to plot against us. " The fat man nodded and said, "Well, what you said makes sense.
Let's go out to find her right now."
After saying that, he stepped out of the back door and continued to search along the blood stains.
I followed closely.
Shiry Yang's blood stains went along the platform of the back door to the front door, and disappeared when we reached the steps we came up from.
The fat man and I stood on the top of the steps and looked down.
We saw that the clouds and fog were thicker and more misty than when we came here.
We couldn't see anything below.
All we could see were the steps in front of us.
The fat man turned to me and said, "Is she too seriously injured and has run out of the Hall of Supreme Harmony?"
I shook my head and said, "I don't know, maybe.
Since she has run out of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, let's not kill them all."
The fat man nodded and was about to speak when a hard object was suddenly thrown up from below.
It hit the fat man's face hard, and the fat man said "ouch" and squatted down, covering his eyes.
I looked down and saw that the hard object was the Browning pistol that Shirey Yang was holding.
At this time, Shiry Yang suddenly jumped up from below, swung his right fist and hit me hard.
I raised my steel crossbow and blocked it with my hand, blocking Shiry Yang's fist.
It seemed like she had run out of bullets, and I was secretly happy.
If I use hand-to-hand tactics, she is no match for me, not to mention that one of her arms is already injured.
Shiry Yang's eyes were fierce and her strikes were hard and heavy.
Even though she was injured and she was a female, the close combat skills of this U.S.
Navy force should not be underestimated.
Shiry Yang was able to tie with me.
I felt a little anxious.
I saw the fat man still squatting on the ground and covering his eyes with his hands.
He must have been hit hard just now.
Shirey Yang swung his leg and slashed towards my shoulder.
I ducked and punched her in the temple.
Shiry Yang leaned back, easily dodged my punch, and kicked me in the face with another leg.
I noticed the speed and direction of her kick, stretched out my arm and grabbed her calf, pulled her forward, and then punched her hard in the chest.
Shiry Yang Teng kicked me hard with his other leg.
I was in pain for a moment and both of them fell to the ground.
I jumped up and stood up, only to find that Shiry Yang seemed to have touched a wound on his left arm when he fell, and he was curled up on the ground in pain and unable to get up.
Seeing this was a good opportunity, I stepped on her injured left arm.
She screamed in pain and grabbed my calf with her right hand.
I jumped away from her grasp and was about to kick her when the fat man next to me suddenly stood up and kicked Shiry Yang hard in the stomach.
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Shirley Yang grunted in pain and curled up.
The fat man kicked her down the steps.
Shirley Yang rolled straight down the steps and passed through the diffuse clouds, out of sight.
The fat man was still angry.
He picked up the Chicago typewriter and fired at the bottom of the steps.
Although he couldn't see anything and didn't know whether he hit it or not, the fat man still hit it happily.
It wasn't until the bullets were empty that the fat man stopped.
He rubbed his swollen eyes and spat bitterly: "Damn, you little bitch, you were so cruel.
You almost blinded me this time."
I saw that the fat man's right eye was swollen so high that he could hardly open it.
It was narrowed to a slit and his eyeball was covered with bloodshot eyes.
I patted his shoulder to comfort him, but couldn't say a word.
We finally killed Shiry Yang, and she no longer sat on the throne and was an eyesore.
But why couldn't I be happy?
Instead, I felt uneasy, as if I had forgotten something very important.
The fat man picked up the pistol thrown by Shirey Yang and looked at it.
When he saw that there were no bullets, he threw it away.
Seeing that I hadn't spoken for a long time, the fat man said strangely: "Old Hu, you must be feeling distressed, right?
Shiry Yang was not soft-hearted when he hit you just now."
I shook my head and said, "It's not that I feel distressed.
I have nothing to feel sorry for." , isn’t she just a woman?
But why do I always feel like I’ve forgotten something?
Why don’t I feel relieved when we kill Shiry Yang?”
The fat man said disapprovingly: "Stop thinking blindly, never mind her, let's go back to the main hall."
Seeing that I couldn't think clearly for a while, I simply went back to the main hall with the fat man.
The hall is still cold, spacious, solemn and solemn.
Only the bullet marks on the dragon chair and the hat dropped on the ground can show the traces of our fight just now.
In the center of the hall, the dragon chair was placed there quietly.
When we saw the dragon chair, the fat man and I walked over involuntarily.
When I saw the fat man starting to walk towards the dragon chair, I felt nervous and couldn't help but walk a little faster.
Unexpectedly, when the fat man saw me walking in front of him, he also quickened his pace and walked in front of me.
I was shocked: Could it be that the fat man wants to snatch this dragon chair from me?
I turned around and peeked at the fat man's face.
I saw that he had a serious face, pursed his lips tightly, and walked without squinting.
Seeing that the fat man was walking faster and faster, and he was about to reach the throne, I felt anxious, grabbed the fat man and asked, "Little fat man, what do you mean, why are you walking so fast?"