He was looked down from a condescendingly by Takahashi, and his black wings pushed the desperate atmosphere down heavily.

"Fight!"

A member of the gang gritted his teeth and raised his rifle in his hand and aimed at Takahashi for pitifulness.

He took out his unprecedented determination to press the trigger, and the black angel came with a complete murderous intent. This was not a war with the police in the city on weekdays.

Because whether it is a gang or a policeman, everyone shoots it as if they are just doing it. Who doesn’t want to eat for a meal? Why bother to fight to the death? Isn’t it enough to squeeze all the oil and water from the people?

Therefore, when the war begins, most of the guns are heading towards the sky or the surrounding houses. Pretending to put the gun on a day, it will not kill many people. After that, the two sides will shake hands and make peace.

The only thing that is suffering is the civilians in the war zone. When the drug lords are in a good mood, they will give the casualties some funeral expenses. When the mood is in a bad mood, think about why they have not been favored by God.

After all, everyone will die, but the drug lords made them end their hard journey in the miserable world earlier.

"Da da da da!!!"

The rifle muzzle was sucking and spitting out the flames, but for Takahashi poor, he was undoubtedly tickling the bullets with a slight tweak.

"Dou!"

Even with the ability of the Blood Ring Annihilation, Takahashi pitied him with interest and pinched a bullet that was coming quickly with his fingers, and everything made the gangsters who shot were like falling into a dream.

She only turned her head and said, sorry, you are very weak.

The villagers next to the fire were so scared that they could not speak. Even the bucket of fire extinguishing in their hands fell to the ground with a bang. After the fire broke out, it continued to spread around.

"Can't win..." The gang members who pulled the trigger were already desperate. The weapons that usually acted as a mighty man is no more powerful than the deterrent power of a toothpick. "How can humans beat angels?"

Under Takahashi's pitiful gaze, the weapon in his hand was simply a toy gun.

"Bang!"

Just as he was already in despair and tears were about to flow out of his eyes due to the heavy pressure of despair, a gunshot suddenly came from behind his head.

The gunshot was suddenly heard, and the back of the head had a corresponding reaction at the first sound of the gunshot.

The skull was shattered, the brain was splattered, and the red and white were mixed.

"Fernando, go with peace of mind..."

The one who shot the friend behind him was still tattooed with Andean eagles on his arm, and the muzzle of his pistol was filled with smoke.

I was drawing a gun and aiming at shooting. I don’t know how many times I did the shooting behind my back to master such proficiency.

The companion who was stabbed by the back did not know what happened until he died, but a quick, accurate and ruthless shot could be considered a painless solution to the life of his sins.

After the back stab, the tattooed bandit immediately threw away the gun in his hand, raised his hands high and knelt on the ground: "God, angel, I have killed this damn rude guy!"

As he said that, he immediately prostrated himself, wishing he could fly to the sky to kiss Takahashi's pitiful shoes.

Kneeling means surrender. This is an action that is common in culture all over the world, and it is also true in animals. It was an action engraved in mammalian genes tens of millions of years ago.

"I am different from them. I haven't killed many people. Joining the Gitans family is a forced matter. If you want to kill Gitans, I can help you. I know where their strongholds are..."

"I've long wanted to attack them who do everything they want!"

Poor Takahashi only saw that this man was surrendering, but the Castile language was completely unrecognizable.

It also looks like the cool and non-stop playing of tongues in the island country's underworld movies.

"If you think you can, I am willing to be your follower and be willing to be a cow and horse... Are you accusation?"

After listening for a minute or two, she still couldn't understand what the other person was saying. Takahashi was gradually losing patience. She raised her arms and pointed her fingertips at the other person's forehead.

In the anime world, the entire universe is known for its Mandarin. It is obvious that a member of the Mexilica gangster has learned Mandarin.

"No, don't kill me. We have reached an agreement. Have you all agreed?"

The Mexilicans have taken life and death lightly, but this is the first time they have seen a superb murderer.

Adults don’t care about covering the children’s eyes. Anyway, as long as they live in Mexilica, they will see cruel things sooner or later. It’s better to see them and strengthen their hearts earlier.

"Diago, Diyago, don't go over!"

Just when Takahashi was pitiful and was about to ruthlessly deprived of his life, Diego in the crowd finally broke through the adult's obstacle.

He was like a jaguar, bent forward and picked up the pistol that was thrown away by the bandits.

The safety bolt of the pistol has been opened, and the pistol held in the child's hand is an out-of-control killer.

"Come back soon!"

"Put down the gun and do not pick up weapons in front of angels."

"Take the gun away!"

Diego was kneeling on the ground in dirty clothes, and another kneeling person appeared on the ground.

"My angel, please let me kill him!"

"Please let me kill him! I want to avenge my mother! I'll take you lightly!"

Diego held a heavy pistol in both hands and kowtowed like pounding garlic. Each stroke made the ground make a crisp sound.

He had already recognized the angel as the oriental woman he had seen on the roadside before. She must have sensed that a good person had died before she came to clear away the evil!

Poor Takahashi still couldn't understand Diego's words, but she had seen Diego's heart-wrenching shouting scene outside the fire scene.

Human language may be different, but most of the emotions are connected. Takahashi has experienced the pain of losing a close relative.

Moreover, the pain Diego experienced was more intuitive than he had at the beginning, at least he was not insulted by someone after his father died.

Holding a gun and kowtow, you should want to take revenge with your own hands, just like what you have done before.

Diego kowtowed with all his strength, and his forehead, which was slightly shriveled due to the wind, was drooping blood.

"Um."

Hearing Takahashi's pitiful and soft humming, Diego was like a sinner who was forgiven by God. He raised his head and looked at the hatred and swept towards the bandits.

He held the pistol with both hands, and the muzzle was infinitely magnified in the eyes of the bandits.

"Go to hell!"

The bandit widened his eyes. He thought that one day he would die at the gun. After all, living in such a country, can a good person who has never done bad things guarantee that he will die a good life? But he did not expect that death would be pointed at by half a child with a gun.

"Bang!"

Although Diego's skeleton was large under malnutrition, it was as thin as a stinging rod and had shriveled skin. As soon as the bullet flew out of the muzzle, the recoil of the recoil shocked the pistol backwards, and the gun hit Diego's head directly.

"ah!"

Two screams, one was that Diego was caught off guard and was injured by a pistol, and the other was that of a bandit.

Diego's shooting skills are not good. He has not yet achieved a fatal blow at such a close distance, but he just pierced the opponent's left arm.

"You little bastard, I'm going to kill you!" The bandit's eyes turned red. It seemed that they could not escape death today, but they had to put on a cushion before they died.

In the desperate situation, he suddenly burst out with a strong desire to destroy, and pulled out a short knife and dagger from his belt with his right hand. If it was feasible, he even wanted to bring the entire village and town to bury him.

"ah!"

Seeing the bandit drawing the sword in his right hand, Diego was so scared that his face turned pale and hurriedly picked up the pistol on the ground again.

"Bang bang bang bang!!"

With preparation this time, Diego was finally not injured by recoil.

But a pair of dirty hands who are good at climbing trees and picking avocados are really not talented in shooting skills.

"Ah! Ah!"

After firing a shuttle, the bandits were still not dead, but instead rolled and wailed with their mouths open.

Scapula, arms, wrists, belly, thighs.

Diego's gun hit the opponent's body, but each shot was not fatal.

"You bastard whores, you can't even shoot... Get out of your stomach..."

The bandits were desperate, and all kinds of Mecilica curses mixed with English were heard, hoping that this kid could give himself a happy time.

"Click, click, click."

The blood vessels on Diego's head swelled, and there were no bullets in the pistol, and there were only the sound of mechanical idle flashing.

He gasped like a dying old cow, and after a long time he stopped pulling the trigger mechanical action, and moved forward with a loss of soul and despair.

The wasteland was covered with blood, and the painful bandits moved like earthworms. Diego trembled and held the dagger on the ground.

"Yes, that's it. You slap my neck with a knife and kill me, hurry up!"

The bandit taught the child how to kill him. If his arms were not really weak, he would have wished he could wipe his neck and commit suicide.

I wondered when he was so arrogant in Mitchell, when was he watched like an animal in a glass cover?

"ah!!"

Diego can use a knife, but killing is obviously different from cutting food and cutting meat.

Being pierced by sharp knives, the bandits' screams became less and less powerful.

“Huha, Huha, Huha…”
To be continued...