Chapter 397 - Escape (1/2)
“Ha, little brats nowadays are really precocious. They know how to shoot at such a young age.” Facing the bullets shot by Sareth, the middle-aged man in the red trench coat quickly drew the sword on his back and waved it continuously, cutting the magic power bullets in half one by one. At the same time, he did not forget to joke.
Seeing this, Sareth was dumbfounded. He realized that this seemingly decadent man had sword skills beyond his imagination, and he subconsciously forgot to continue shooting.
After seeing the flame bullets split in half explode into two balls of flames not far behind him, the middle-aged man could not help but frown under his white hair. Of course, he could feel the magic power contained in these bullets, so he looked at the gun in Sareth’s hand. With a glance, he immediately discovered that the gun was extraordinary.
Although this gun looked no different from ordinary human ones, the middle-aged man keenly discovered that the material used to make this gun did not seem to be metal… He frowned and asked, “Brat, where did you get this gun?”
“What does it have to do with you?” Sareth said angrily. “Also, I told you not to call me brat!”
“Okay, okay. The young man wants to prove that he’s grown up… But if you don’t want me to call you brat, you have to tell me your name, right?” The middle-aged man shrugged and spread his hands.
“… Sareth!” After hesitating for a moment, Sareth still uttered his name. He realized that the human in front of him was very strong, and he seemed… unable to beat him.
“Sareth?” The middle-aged man thought about it and confirmed that this name was totally unfamiliar to him. He became even more puzzled. “Sareth, are you alone? Where are your… parents?” Upon hearing this, Sareth became vigilant again. Although he was inexperienced, he knew that he could not easily tell a stranger about his situation.
In particular, Sareth felt immense pressure and danger from this middle-aged man who looked decadent. Without knowing what his intentions were, Sareth did not want to say anything. He put Executioner on his back, held his gun, and was on guard against the middle-aged man. Then he stepped back, wanting to leave.
“Hey, wait!” Seeing that Sareth wanted to run, the middle-aged man could not help but take two steps forward. The next second, Sareth fired two shots.
Left with no choice, the middle-aged man could only swing his sword and block the two bullets. But when he lowered the sword, he saw Sareth fleeing. Not long after he ran away, he turned at a fork and disappeared.
The middle-aged man hesitated and was about to chase after him when a voice came from behind. “Dante, are you done? Why did it take so long?”
The middle-aged man named Dante turned around and saw two slender figures walking over from behind. They were two women wearing sexy clothes. The one walking in front had a head of golden hair, and her upper body was only wearing a corset, accentuating her impressive figure. She was wearing leather pants and a pair of high boots. Her right hand was holding a gun on her shoulder, and her left hand was holding a gun by her leg. She stood there casually, and her curves were enchanting
The other woman had short, graceful black hair. She was wearing a white leather jacket with her sleeves rolled up to her elbows and a pair of black leather shorts that only reached her thighs. A pair of goggles hung around her neck, and her two guns were in their holsters and placed on the outside of her thighs. Especially eye-catching was the rocket launcher on her back, making her look a little violent.
This woman with short black hair also had an explosive figure. She had a pair of strange eyes
– her left eye was red, and her right eye was blue, leaving a deep impression at a glance.
The two women were still exuding the smell of gunpowder. They seemed to have just gone through a great battle. After seeing Dante, they walked over.
“Trish, Lady…” Dante sighed as he flipped his wrist and inserted the sword with a demon skull pattern on the sword hilt into his back before turning around.