Vol 1 Chapter 27 (1/2)

Evil Dragon Against The Heaven 27

#27: Lei Feng, your lollipop fell

That dark pitch muzzle made the eyes of Ye Tian Xie narrow suddenly, his smiling face actually s.h.i.+ning brighter, he steps forward and says ” You'd better put down the gun obediently, i dislike when guns are pointed at me, or else you won't be able to face the consequences.

”Well, we got an idiot” The black man who was pointing the gun seem to have heard a joke. The Boss leader said ” Nonsense, take care of it”.

Bang !

In the 23rd century, the pistol m.u.f.fler effect has become increasingly flawless, a bullet flying out of the chamber, but with the slightest sound of collision.

Ten steps was the distance between the black man and Ye Tian Xie, the moment the sound of gunfire was heard, the bullet was already at the center of Ye Tian Xie forehead, his footsteps also came to a stop.

”Sob Sob” the girl desperately closed her eyes, afraid to see the man's blood gus.h.i.+ng out of his forehead, but her ears heard a biting noise, like chewing, that was what produced a falling metal sound as it landed on the hard ground.

The surrounding, suddenly it gets quit as a Mythical Ghost. The wind blows slightly, a hot night of Summer, this occurrence makes the 4 dressed in black s.h.i.+ver, all the way down do their bone marrow, like a cold wind from h.e.l.l.

The bullet did not bring even a drop of blood, the 4 black dressed group stared so hard, the bullet that was fired at Ye Tian Xie forehead, fell on the ground, almost causing the heart of the 4 to stop.

What was that!?

Is this an illusion? Or is our eyes the problem

The young girl finally mustered her courage and opened her eyes, Ye Tian Xie's body was without a single scratch, she couldn't believe what her eyes were seeing.

Ye Tian Xie reached his hand out, pressing gently against where the bullet hit, his mouth reveals a sinister smile, the black man eyes looks at the Malicious Ghost laughing at him, even though the bullet might've not injured him, it might've hurt a bit. Under his recollection, he doesn't remember that the person who he previously pointed his gun had died.

”Bang” the silver pistol fell on the ground, that man dressed in black, his hands severely shaking as if they were pendulums, so close, the person in front has stopped the bullet with his body unexpectedly, moreover he kept his head, that visual impact and huge fear as if watching a ghost, his psychological defense line crashed directly.

”Esper” screamed the black dressed man, everyone in that group retreated a few steps back subconsciously, Esper, the footsteps of those don't have the qualifications to retreat any further, a cloudy and cold windy shadow rush in front of him, along with it, was a severe pain transmitted from his heart, before his consciousness extinguished at that moment, near his ear someone said, ” Sorry but i'm not an Esper”