Blue and White Society

  Chapter 355 Assassin's Rain

  After solving several hidden assassinations, it was the last day to protect Haman, and Mo Poor waited for the Little Brotherhood's final counterattack.

   Sure enough, at noon, when Mo Qiong and Haman were eating, there were people from the outside to warn.

   "There are assassins!"

   Mo Poor immediately opened his eagle eyes and asked, "Where are you hiding?"

   "No...didn't hide! There are six assassins coming in through the main entrance!" Peripheral Xiaoying said in Mic.

"what?"

  Mo Poor was stunned for a moment, standing on the upper floor of the palace and looking out the window, he saw six assassins in black robes standing in a row on the top of the 30-meter-high arch in the distance...

  At the same time, on the smooth white dome of the fasting temple on the left side of the palace, seven assassins slowly walked up, six black and one white.

   There was a row of side halls on the right side, and there was also the sound of fighting and fierce gunshots. Obviously, another team of assassins had already entered.

   "Mo Poor, protect Haman." Lord Gou said through the communicator outside.

   "How many assassins are there?" Mo Poor asked.

   "I don't know, this time it's more unexpected!" Lord Gou said.

   For a while, there were shouts everywhere on the edge of the palace, which were the calls for help from the outer security personnel who had encountered the assassins.

   "There are assassins here!"

"what!"

   "Ask for help! Please..."

  Through the window, Mo Poor even saw assassins jumping down from the sky, stabbing and killing two security guards who were standing too close as soon as they landed.

  A white-clothed assassin killed two people on the ground, one rolled over, dodged the bullets, swung three throwing knives and instantly killed three gunmen, stood up and rushed forward, and slashed one person's neck as he passed by.

   In less than two seconds, he killed six people.

   "Boom!" Mo Poor stood at the window and finished him with a single shot.

  At the same time, I saw the six assassins on the arch in the distance jumping down like dumplings, their robes were blown by the breeze, and their bodies were vigorous.

   "Bang bang bang bang bang..." Mo Poor fired six shots in a row.

  The six assassins were headshot in mid-air, and those who fell to the ground were six corpses.

   "What's going on? Are they delivering it?" Mo Poor asked.

  This is no assassin, this is simply a fight!

  Countless assassins attacked from all angles, killing anyone they saw, they were fighting with the Lanbai Society using the palace as a battlefield.

   "Their purpose is to kill us!"

"Crazy... kill eight hundred enemies, and lose one thousand yourself. The little brothers are showing their dignity in this way. Even if they can't complete the task, they will inflict heavy damage on us. Kill as many as they can. Let us feel It hurts." Lord Gou said in a deep voice.

  With the strength of an assassin, if he attacked ordinary people, or even only targeted peripheral personnel, it would be like slaughtering chickens and dogs.

  After Mo Poor shot a few visible assassins at the window, he found that many channels for help were silent.

  The peripheral personnel suffered heavy losses, and the security forces hired by Lanbaishe killed dozens of people in just half a minute.

   Not to mention Haman's original bodyguards, they were almost wiped out.

  However, Lord Gou, Nikita and others also killed a lot outside, and it is said that several teams have been killed.

   "Are they ignoring the loss?" Mo Poor said with an ugly face.

Lord Gou said: "Using their words...'Assassins also have dignity. Anyone who dares to block the assassin's blade must die." But usually it is revenge after the event. I didn't expect to kill it directly this time. It seems that these years have developed The land is very fat!"

   "Assemble now! Everyone assemble! Escort Harman to the racecourse!"

  Mo Qiang said: "Understood."

  Going to open land is the only option. If everyone gathers, there will be no chance for assassins to attack them one by one.

  Except for the four members including Mo Poor, the others would die in front of the assassin.

  The purpose of dispersing them is to prevent the assassins from sneaking in. Fortunately, the assassins just stopped sneaking in. A large group of people came...killing wildly.

  There is no need for the peripheral personnel to disperse, hurry up and gather, or they will all die if it is too late...

"what!"

  At this time, there were also screams coming from downstairs in the bedroom. Mo Qiong was protecting Haman, and as soon as he reached the elevator, there was no movement.

  He asked the peripheral personnel guarding various places, but no one responded.

  It seems that the people in the whole building are dead...

   So much so that he now knows nothing about the assassins who invaded, how many came, and where they are, because everyone who knows is dead...

  All monitoring facilities were destroyed, including power facilities.

  Mo Poor held a gun in one hand and a sword in the other, and led Haman down the stairs with eagle eyes open.

  Just coming down from the fourth floor to the third floor, there is a pungent smell of blood, and the corridor on the third floor is full of corpses.

  Haman's servants and bodyguards were all down in a pool of blood.

  Mo Poor had just taken two steps when suddenly a corpse bounced up, and the Hidden Sword hit Mo Poor directly.

  At the same time, the other two corpses in the distance suddenly raised their hands and shot arrows.

  Mo Poor blocked instantly, his gun hand shook wildly, and he slammed three shots in a row, killing the three assassins on the spot.

   "There must be more..." This idea popped into Mo Poor's mind.

  At the same time, he turned around and threw the gun at Haman who was behind him, while he jumped up slightly.

   "Boom!"

  He directly exploded the head of an assassin who touched Haman's back at some time.

   "Get down on the ground, you are blocking my view!" Mo Poor said in a deep voice.

  Haman got down on the ground again obediently, hugging Mo Poor's thigh tightly.

  Mo Poor dragged him with one leg, exerted strength with the other leg, and ran wildly in the corridor.

  Using the gun with his left hand, he fired a series of different shots, shooting all the corpses he saw again.

  Using a sword with his right hand, guarding against assassins jumping out from various rooms.

  However, it didn't. Mo Poor was never attacked by assassins all the way to the first floor.

   He took Haman to the first floor and was about to go out when he saw a large group of assassins standing on the railing, dome and chandelier on the second floor.

   Some of them are in black robes, some are in white robes, overlooking him row by row, and descending from the sky at the same time, it seems that they have been waiting for a long time!

   "Damn it! Make a surprise attack openly!" Mo Poor was stunned.

  It seems that the assassins of the whole building are gathered here, jumping down together at this moment, covering the sky and covering the ground, with countless cold lights on their hands, and many sharp weapons flying out of the air, making people's scalp tingle.

   It's Rain of Assassins!

   Without saying a word, Mo Poor ran out the door dragging Haman by one thigh.

  At the same time, he also pulled out a pistol with his left hand, and shot towards the sky with both hands. The faces of these people kept flashing in his mind.

  His hands were shaking wildly, moving and shooting, his legs were separated from the body and stepping on the air wall, and his body moved sideways and accelerated.

  The muzzle of the gun sprayed flames, and countless blood burst out in the air, and no one could escape his bullets.

   But there were too many. Mo Qiong killed more than two dozen, and it felt like he had only killed half of them, and he had no time to change the bullets.

  Seeing that the assassin was approaching, Mo Poor's hairs exploded.

   At the critical moment, he exhausted most of the sugar, condensed it into a huge air wall, and pushed it up hard.

  Twenty or so assassins were blasted away and hit the dome again, but the air wall only existed for two seconds before it was declared broken.

   Fortunately, he bought some time. He took the opportunity to distance himself, threw away the gun and held the stone plate, and a wooden swift rose from his arms.

  The swift was like a flying sword, positioned by his gaze, and deftly flew over, with sharp wings and beak, cutting any enemy it saw.

   "Hurry up!" Mo Poor's hand holding the stone plate twitched wildly.

  For the control of the wooden armor, he only needs to do one thing, and that is to accelerate! accelerate! accelerate!

  When the bullet is fired, it cannot be controlled, but the wooden armored beast can.

  The wooden armored beast controlled by supernatural, as long as it is within 30 meters, Mo Poor can fly wherever he wants it to fly, and can turn at a sharp angle at will.

  Thinking sharply, constantly resetting and locking, the wooden armored swifts harvested in the air like a whirlwind of knives.

  Wooden Armored Swift's wings were trembling crazily at this moment, but its body sometimes flew sideways, and sometimes turned on its own body...because sometimes the target designated by Mo Poor did not match its orientation.

   But whether it is flying horizontally, vertically, or flying upside down.

  Wooden Armored Swift is covered with weapons all over its body, and it can cut wantonly when it passes quickly.

  A white-clothed assassin twisted in mid-air, and even made an incredible turn.

  However, it was useless. The wooden armored swift flying in front of him suddenly sprinted at a right angle and pierced his head forcefully.

   In front of Mo Poor, everyone is equal. He didn't know how much better the white-clothed assassin was than the black-clothed assassin. Anyway, the four white-clothed assassins present were all given priority to kill.

  In the end, only a rain of corpses and a few scattered black-clothed assassins fell down.

   This is also, Rain of Assassins.

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   p.s: Sorry. The status is very poor, I must update before ten o'clock tomorrow.

  (end of this chapter)