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Chapter 645

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Isaros did not have time to think. She fired her pistol continuously and instinctively retreated.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

She held the dagger tightly in her left hand and drew an arc in front of her as a defensive attack.

Shooting and drawing the dagger at the same time had almost become an instinctive reaction. Isaros' eyes followed the blurry shadow closely. Her pistol could not keep up with the opponent's speed and could only barely catch up to the position behind it.

She saw the black shadow circling around the living room on the second floor and pouncing towards her. Its speed was extremely fast and it followed an S-shaped evasive path.

After two consecutive shots missed, she threw away her pistol and rolled on the ground to avoid the black shadow's pouncing attack. At the same time, she threw the dagger back. Without even looking at the result, she hid in a room on the side and slammed the door shut.

With her back against the wall, she quickly took out a few small black parts from her body. Her hand speed was so fast that it left afterimages as she assembled them in an instant. Then, she stuck them on the door behind her.

She rolled forward on the ground and ran to the window. She smashed the glass and jumped out. She grabbed the windowsill with both hands and hung herself in mid-air.

Just as she hung herself on the windowsill, the little thing stuck on the door suddenly flashed red.

The black shadow broke through the door and entered the room.

Boom!!

A violent explosion occurred instantly.

The flames engulfed everything in the room like a flood, including the black shadow. A huge amount of heat rushed out of the windowsill. Thick smoke billowed and the room burned with intense flames.

"What beautiful skills."

A calm male voice suddenly sounded beside Isaros. There was a hint of admiration in his voice.

She turned her head abruptly and her right hand reached for the opponent's throat like a venomous snake.

Isaros did not expect that there would be someone beside her that she did not even notice.

Slap!

Her fingers were pinched precisely and the opponent licked it gently with his tongue.

Isaros finally saw the person's real face.

He looked like an ordinary young man. He was clean, his clothes were neat and tidy, and he wore gold-rimmed glasses like a lawyer in a law firm. He was gentle and refined, and the way he looked at people had a hint of scrutiny. The black suit he was wearing was not a low-grade one, but one with exquisite workmanship.

This was a handsome man with fair skin. His eyes were pitch-black, as if they were two magical whirlpools. They had a strong attraction that made people want to stare into his eyes uncontrollably.

"Hypnotism!!" Isaros suddenly broke free. With a twist of her body, she nimbly bent her waist upwards and nimbly flipped herself back into the room. However, that person's movements seemed to be even more agile than hers as he followed her into the room.

The two of them stood facing each other, surrounded by flames.

"What a beautiful person … Outstanding and charming. Looking at you is like looking at my daughter back then …" The man said with a trace of nostalgia. "If she hadn't been killed by the damned light party, perhaps she would be as beautiful and outstanding as you now."

"Do Blood Breeds have the ability to reproduce?" Isaros cautiously observed the other party while casually replying to the other party's words.

"No, she's not a vampire. She's a pure human." The other party did not seem to want to talk about his past. He scrutinized Isaros, "You can actually break free from my control technique. You don't seem to be an ordinary human."

Isaros always felt that the way he looked at her was strangely affectionate, and this strange feeling made her feel unusually uncomfortable.

"No, you're mistaken. I'm a pure human."

"Is that so?" The man smiled. "My name is Lars, and I'm the person in charge of the secret party in this area. I originally planned to come here to relax, but I didn't expect to meet such an outstanding girl like you. "

Isaros felt that something was wrong. The other party's gaze became sharp, like the calm before a ferocious beast pouncing on its prey, causing people to let down their guard.

Suddenly, she pounced to the left.

Psst!

She heard the sound of something tearing at her original position. Without the time to look back, Isaros used her right hand to support herself on the ground and swept her legs in all directions like a windmill.

The pointed leather shoes she wore on her feet were as sharp as the tip of a knife. As she spun at high speed, she ferociously let out a faint screech.

With two bangs, Lars was smashed right in the middle. His hands blocked in front of his body at a speed faster than Isaros'. He did not expect the other party to make such an attack, and by the time he reacted, it was already too late. His speed was too fast, and he was the one who took the initiative to hit her toes.

After two consecutive hits, his expression turned ugly. He could no longer pretend to be elegant, and his face gradually showed a trace of impatience and viciousness.

His hands were pierced by her toes, and although there was no blood flowing out, being injured by a normal human was a disgrace to a true Blood Breed.

Roar!!

He roared fiercely, and his whole body turned into a black shadow as he pounced forward. Taking advantage of the time when Isaros had yet to recover her strength, he closed in on her.

Slap slap slap slap!!

The two of them rolled into a ball, and their hands and feet fiercely attacked each other. Isaros' speed was far inferior to her opponent's, but her attacks were accurate and accurate. She seemed to have a frightening sensitivity towards danger, and before Lars made his move, she seemed to have a premonition and reacted in advance. This made Lars feel extremely uncomfortable.

With a crack, the two of them crashed into the wooden wall that was destroyed by the explosion, and returned to the living room.

With a swoosh, Isaros' finger ruthlessly slashed across the right side of Lars' face, and the venom that she had just smeared on her fingernails instantly entered Lars' body.

His expression changed instantly.

"How dare you!!" He roared loudly. He instantly gave up on the idea of toying with her, and a strong force instantly filled his entire body.

His skin became as hard as a rock, and his whole body showed a strange grey color.

His hands and feet suddenly doubled in speed, and almost as soon as he raised his right arm, he hit Isaros' shoulder.

A huge force smashed onto Isaros' right shoulder, sending her spinning and flying away.

Lars followed her like a shadow, and instantly closed in on her. He grabbed Isaros' throat, and lifted her high up in the air. No matter how much she punched and kicked, it was useless. His skin was as hard as a rock, and it was not something that could be broken by human strength. Even if a dagger pierced through it, it would only be a little bit of skin, and there was not much of a wound.

Lars could feel the venom circulating in his body more and more. He looked at Isaros who was lifted up in the air, and a trace of cruelty flashed across his eyes.

Boom!!

Suddenly, a violent explosion sounded from the floor behind him.

The huge explosion directly sent Lars and Isaros flying at the same time.

Isaros took the opportunity to escape from her opponent's grip, and after coughing twice, she leaped towards the window. Suddenly, a black shadow flashed by, and from mid-air, she was smashed down.

Boom!

Another loud noise sounded, and Isaros' mouth and nose started to bleed. The anti-stab suit she wore beforehand played a key role in this moment, greatly reducing the damage she received.

"Damn it!!!" Lars' voice came from behind her.

Isaros' consciousness was a little blurry, but after many years of being a fugitive, she was not affected at all. Instead, she decisively twisted her body, and left her original position.

The moment she rolled away, the floor where she was originally standing was directly smashed by Lars' foot. The fine wood debris mixed with the cement fell to the first floor.

At this moment, the house was already on fire.

Isaros was not paying attention, and rolled into a cluster of fire, and her body started to burn.

Flames, tumbling, roaring, the sirens of the fire engine in the distance, and the mini walkie-talkie on her body.

All the sounds intertwined in Isaros' ears, as if it was a mixed symphony.

The scene of her sparring with Garon in the past seemed to appear in front of her eyes. At this moment, an inexplicable feeling surged into her mind, as if it had merged with her premonition ability.

The air started to flow slowly around her body, and after a few tumbles, the flames on Isaros' body were quickly extinguished. At this moment, Lars was standing beside her, and he grabbed her by the neck and lifted her up.

"Mortal! You actually made me suffer such a great humiliation! What an amazing achievement! " Lars laughed sinisterly, "Perhaps I should make you into my most treasured collection, and treasure you until … Tsk!"

A clear and crisp sound interrupted his words.

Lars was stunned in disbelief, and he slowly lowered his head, looking at his chest.

There, a slightly black arm had pierced straight through, and just like a spear, it had pierced through his heart. The blackened skin texture on the arm was clearly visible to his eyes, but the strange thing was, he did not notice any movement at all. All he heard was a soft sound, and his chest had already been pierced through, as if his Blood Breed skin was completely useless.

"Silent Killing Technique …" Isaros recalled the scene when she saw Garon use this technique, but there were no ripples in her heart, and her mind was blank. It was as if the only thing in front of her eyes was the moment when Garon's knifehand touched her forehead.

With a bang, Lars let go of Isaros, and staggered a few steps back. His body flashed, and he turned into a black shadow, instantly disappearing from the spot.

In the house, only Isaros was left standing on the spot with difficulty, staring blankly at her right hand, which still had traces of Lars' blood on it.

Silent Killing Technique.

This kind of technique … was really too terrifying …

For the first time, she felt that the originally ordinary Garon seemed to be shrouded in a mysterious shadow in her heart.

At this moment, the sound of the fire engine outside was getting closer and closer. She regained her senses, and quickly jumped out of the window. She nimbly rolled on the ground, and rushed forward to disperse the huge falling force. Ignoring the wounds on her body, she quickly opened the car door and got into the car.

Arisa straightened her body from under the seat, and saw that her sister was covered in blood, and there were burns on her body. She immediately exclaimed in shock.

"Let's go quickly!" Isaros quickly said.

Arisa did not dare to say anything, and immediately took over the task of driving, starting the car and quickly leaving the place.

Only the burning house was left on the spot.

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