"hand?"
When Master Xiao Fan received the note from the Qi Nian team about the identity of the deadly Da Hong Pao, he was stunned.
"Hand" does not refer to an integral part of the human body, of course, but a killer tissue!
The little finger appears to be the weakest.
But without the little finger, the most horrible and vulgar things cannot be done.
Like picking your nose, like picking your ears.
"Little Finger" is a killer. It is said that his bone shrinking skills are so superb that he can slip through even cracks in walls.
The hottest and strongest of the "hands" is the middle finger, which reminded Mr. Fan of that extremely impolite but extremely intimidating gesture.
The index finger is the most flexible and kills the most.
The ring finger is nameless because of mystery, because no one has ever seen him shoot.
However, none of these four are the leaders of the "Hands".
Because no matter which finger of the hand is broken, it can still be flexible.
The only indispensable…
That's the thumb.
The thumb is the most important part of a hand, and losing a thumb is like losing a hand.
The thumb is the deadly Dahongpao.
Also the leader of the "hands".
The "Hand" organizations have always acted together.
When the middle finger appeared in Beiqi, everyone knew that the thumb was coming.
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The moon has risen, and the moonlight seems to be more beautiful tonight than usual.
The desolation of beauty, the mystery of beauty.
The night wind was blowing, and it was bone-chillingly cold.
"I know you admire Dahongpao."
Master Xiao Fan said to himself, "I also know that you really want to meet this peerless master for a while."
When Master Xiao Fan said this, a murderous aura came from behind him.
Perhaps it was excitement, but this murderous aura fluctuated repeatedly.
There was a "rustling" sound from Ye Zhen.
"You want to know, what ability does he have to defeat Si Gu Jian in one move."
Master Xiao Fan said softly, "I can give you this chance."
The moonlight shone in faintly, shining behind Fan Xian.
There was a shadow behind him, and the shadow's face was pale, as pale as if it had become transparent.
Mr. Fan turned his face slightly, under the long and slightly curly eyelashes, there was a pair of clear and bright eyes.
He stared at the shadow, and said earnestly: "I hope to see you come back alive, of course, I also hope to see Dodo alive!"
Fan Xian is the Commissioner of the Overwatch Council, and he also knows that Dahongpao has appeared in Northern Qi, so he is worried about Haitang.
A black shadow loomed in the air, as if bowing to Mr. Fan.
For Shadow, the attraction of Dahongpao has surpassed the five adults he has always admired.
Before leaving, Soi Ying suddenly turned his head, with an inexplicable expression on his face, and said, "I'm also a killer. Escaping has always been my best skill."
Watching the black shadow disappear in the air, the corner of Lord Fan's mouth slightly raised: "He smiled, he can actually laugh.
Interesting. "
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sword! It is a one foot three inch fine iron sword!
people! He is a person who has never failed since his debut!
hand! It is a pair of delicate white hands!
Passerby A ate the rice in the bowl mouthful.
Eat slowly and chew delicately.
The chopsticks holding the vegetables were held firmly, just like when holding a sword.
Passerby A's nails are very short and clean.
His hands were as smooth as silk, without any trace of calluses.
"As an assassin, your hands need protection the most."
He always remembered what his master said to him before he left the school.
Killing is like eating.
People have to be killed one by one, and food has to be eaten bite by bite.
He really enjoyed the way the other party knelt in front of him begging when he killed someone.
Therefore, he eats very slowly, and kills very slowly.
I remember once, he killed a person.
After killing for four days in a row, the man finally died.
Thinking of this, he found that a fire began to rise between his two thighs.
Passerby A spent three hours eating this dinner, and the northern country began to have a snowstorm all over the sky.
As expected, the Northern Qi Dynasty was very different from the Central Plains. How had I ever seen such a scene of heavy snowfall
In the four years since his debut, Passerby A has always been the number one killer.
Twenty thousand taels of gold reflects his value.
He felt that letting him kill a person should be worth the price.
Ever since Dahongpao and Sigujian dueled on the top of Dongyi City with a single sword, he suddenly discovered that the world has changed!
The change was too fast, the change made him not recognize it, and the change made it difficult for him to accept.
Immediately afterwards, a killer emerged from the air.
One sword, one hundred thousand taels of gold!
Twenty thousand taels of gold per person
Faced with this gap, Passerby A smiled wryly, and he could only smile wryly.
I came to Beiqi just to rectify my name!
Prove that you are better than the deadly Dahongpao.
Prove that you are still the king of killers.
He heard that Dahongpao was going north, so he came to Northern Qi.
He didn't know how to find Da Hong Pao, but he was confident.
Even if he doesn't go to Da Hong Pao, Da Hong Pao will find him.
In the line of killers, it is not allowed to have two top rankings at the same time.
Not allowed! Absolutely not allowed! !
The biting cold wind roared unscrupulously, and heavy snow fell from the sky one after another.
The earth has turned into powder and jade.
Sunset, bitter cold, flowers disappear.
The whole world fell into chaos, and there was only oppressive and biting cold.
Under the gray and white, the red becomes more eye-catching.
Passerby A held the sharp sword in his hand tightly, stretched his body, like a plum blossom, standing upright in the ice, a burst of arrogance broke through the snow and ice flying all over the sky.
He knew he was at his best.
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Snow!
heavy snow!
Continuous heavy snow!
The two confront each other!
"You are the life-threatening Dahongpao?"
After Passerby A said this sentence, he began to regret it.
Because he found that he had already stood in the position of a challenger.
The challenger is always the first to ask.
He actually gets a little nervous, what's wrong with him
Dahongpao didn't answer what Passerby A said, but instead asked: "You are Passerby A?"
"Yes!" Passerby A's words were still cold and heartless.
But his heart was once again disturbed.
Why did he answer Da Hong Pao's words
This is a show of weakness!
Why is he showing weakness
His confidence has always been strong, stronger than anyone else!
He felt that Dahongpao's eyes had a magical power, he felt that Dahongpao's eyes had peeled off his cold appearance and pierced into his heart.
Is his heart as cruel as his appearance
He subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, the saliva was very bitter, so bitter that it broke his heart, so bitter that he left his soul!
He wanted to speak, but couldn't speak.
He wanted to draw his sword, but the hand that had never known fear trembled.
Dahongpao's eyes were burning, and Passerby A felt that he was caught in a raging fire that he couldn't extricate himself from.
The fire burned not only his body, but also his calmness, his murderous spirit, and his confidence.
He felt that his soul had left his body, wandering in nothingness.
He even saw two people standing on the snow-white ground that has been integrated with the sky in a haze!
No! He could only see a patch of red! This bright red has surrounded him completely.
The sky is red, the ground is red, and even the snowflakes flying all over the sky have turned bright red!
Snow drifted on his shoulders and slowly seeped into his body.
His blood gradually became cold and solidified along with the snowflakes.
His whole body has collapsed!
It was as if his fiery heart had been buried by the wind and snow, as if Dong Dong had penetrated into his bones and tore his body apart.
…….
…….
"You lost!" Dahongpao drew a proud arc at the corner of his mouth.
"I'm defeated!" Passerby A mechanically repeated Dahongpao's words.
He has become a puppet, he has lost his heart, Kenshin!
The mind is a wonderful thing.
It can help you overcome any difficulties and obstacles, and it can also make you fall into the abyss.
To lose is to die.
But Dahongpao didn't kill him, because his heart was already dead.
He didn't bother to kill a useless trash who couldn't fight back.
Passerby A was not reconciled, he was not reconciled to the fact that he gave up before drawing his sword.
"I'm not defeated yet!" Passerby A roared, and rushed towards Dahongpao who had already turned around and was about to leave.
At this moment, he suddenly felt that his heart had returned.
He recalled how he felt when he killed someone for the first time!
Excited, scared, thrilled, scared.
His hand was as stable as before, and his sword heart was extremely sharp again.
Dahongpao frowned, and said softly: "Little finger."
A person sprang out from the snow.
Passerby A took advantage of the faint skylight to see the person in front of him clearly.
This man...he's a dwarf!
Passerby A laughed at himself, it turns out that in Dahongpao's mind, his status is not even as good as the weakest little finger in his "hand".
"He didn't bother to fight with himself, he didn't take himself seriously! Why did he bring himself here?"
This was Passerby A's last thought before he stopped breathing.
The darkness engulfed the last ray of light, and at the same time blocked the figure of Dahongpao behind him.
A figure darker than a winter night slowly walked to the side of Passerby A who was frozen and frozen.
Silently watching his body buried by snowflakes.
He suddenly sprinkled some yellow powder on the corpse, and the corpse made a "sizzling" sound, and quickly disappeared, leaving only a smear of red, and only this smear of red proved that the former No. 1 in the world was real. passed.
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"It turns out that the number one in the world is nothing more than that."
Little Finger followed behind Dahongpao, muttering.
Dahongpao stopped and asked without looking back: "What do you think is needed to defeat your opponent?"
"Skill! Power! Speed! And...um....
murderous look! "
Dahongpao shook his head: "It's faith! He is already a dry body, a walking corpse without a soul.
Killing him is nothing glorious. "
Little Finger nodded, agreed, and asked, "What are we going to do now?"
"Go south! Everything that should be done has been done!"
"He didn't find Dodo?" Master Xiao Fan frowned, lost in thought.
"yes."
Shadow always speaks with a single word, "What he's looking for is just a passer-by."
Fan Xian remained silent.
"I was there, but I didn't dare to come out."
This sentence is wonderful, not because you can't, but because you don't dare.
Shadow spoke very directly.
Fan Xian couldn't help asking, "Is Dahongpao very strong?"
"Dahongpao is very strong, very strong.
He didn't make a move, passerby A was already dead. "
"How do you know? Didn't you come out?"
Shadow looked a bit decadent, and said helplessly, "Because I know, so I know."
Fan Xian suddenly remembered the hospital certificate in his previous life that brain death counted as death, and he couldn't help laughing: "Mental death is more terrifying than physical death!"
"Did you bury passer-by?"
"No! I don't dare to stay in that place for too long, for fear of being discovered by that Heavenly Slayer."
Shadow looked at Fan Xian who had just asked him a question with a strange look, not understanding why he asked this question.
Fan Xian was taken aback for a moment, then waved his hand.
The shadow flashed into the darkness again.
Deng Ziyue has already sent a secret letter from Northern Qi.
He arrived at the scene one step ahead of Jin Yiwei of the Northern Qi Dynasty, but apart from the blood-like liquid, there was no passerby A's body on the ground.
Who is it? Who evaporated the body of passerby A in the air without a trace
However, Fan Xian was shocked by this discovery!
The medicinal powder for dissolving corpses seems to be available only in the Overwatch Council.
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Dahongpao left Beiqi, and Haitang Duoduo was still alive.
No one survived Dahongpao's attack, but Haitang Duoduo was still alive.
Only Passerby A died, and his name was Passerby A.
The person Da Hongpao wanted to kill was Passerby A, and he went to Northern Qi to trick the elusive Passerby A into Northern Qi.
That's all.
Of course Bei Qi didn't know who Lu Renjia was, the only thing they cared about was Haitang Duoduo.
I don't know when it started, but there is a saying:
"The big red robe that kills you, the little Tsing Yi who saves the world!"
The only one who can escape from Dahongpao's hand is the begonia Duoduo in the green shirt and commoner clothes!
How stupid the world is, how simple the world is.
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After the shadow disappeared into the darkness, Fan Xian opened the Overwatch Council records about Dahongpao.
Dahongpao, also known as the thumb.
The leader of the "Hands" is also the new top master after the four great masters!
Killed Si Gu Jian three years ago.
Killed Ye Liuyun two and a half years ago.
Thousands of members of the Ming family were destroyed two years ago.
After disappearing for two years, he suddenly appeared.
And established the killer group "Hand".
"After two years of investigation, I still haven't found out who this Dahongpao is."
Master Xiao Fan frowned, with an extremely serious expression.
He picked up the pen, and continued to write: Twelfth lunar month, Northern Qi, kill passerby A (note: no sword)
"Who the hell are you?" Fan Xian asked softly, looking at his records.
"Have you ever thought that he belongs to you?" Yan Bingyun asked.
"oh?"
Fan Xian was a little surprised by this deduction. What exactly did Mr. Xiaoyan think
"Kill Si Gu Jian! Because Si Gu Jian has been biting you like a dog."
"Killing thousands of members of the Ming family is because the Ming family has the heart to destroy you!"
"To kill Ye Liuyun, I don't think he went for one hundred thousand taels of gold."
Young Master Xiaoyan's voice was calm, Fan Xian was quiet, and the surroundings were silent.
"Don't forget, Ye Liuyun once split half of your Moon Tower.
Moreover, he is also a top figure in the Junshan Club.
At least for now, among the four great masters, Ye Liuyun is the only one who can move Junshan's conjurer. "
Mr. Xiaoyan's words penetrated into Fan Xian's heart.
"As for killing Passerby A..."
Young Master Xiaoyan smiled, "It should be the dignity of being a killer.
I just find it strange, why did he only kill a passer-by, but didn't attack Miss Haitang? "
"Could it be for me too?" Fan Xian was a smart person, so he said it himself before Yan Bingyun could point it out.
Deng Ziyue had given Fan Xian a secret report on last night's incident.
As for the statement of "killing the big red robe, saving the world little Tsing Yi", I also saw it in the secret report.
Tsing Yi is not as good as Hong Pao! Fan Xian is not an ordinary person, so of course he knows the power of it.
It's just strange that the red robe didn't touch Haitang, and let Haitang show a small face.
what is this
Is it really like what Yan Bingyun said, he is his own
Who will he be
Fan Xian thought of Wu Zhu, but he didn't know where he went.
Should I go to the temple to fight again
But this absurd idea was immediately rejected by Fan Xian.
"It's not my strange uncle."
Fan Xian shook his head.
He knew Wu Zhu's ability well.
Maybe Wuzhu is a killing machine, an immortal talent.
But he was not sure that after defeating the two great masters, he would be able to retreat unscathed.
When he thinks of Ku He avoiding the world in desperation, he feels an inexplicable pleasure in his heart.
"No one in Northern Qi can stop me and Dodo."
There is a crabapple flower beside the table, which blooms very beautifully tonight.
Fan Xian was fascinated, and couldn't help but whispered softly.
Young Master Xiaoyan watched Fan Xian talking to himself, and hurriedly turned his head away, pretending not to hear.
Fan Xian knew that he just lost his composure, so he shut his mouth and sighed in self-mocking.
He didn't know why he could still think of this matter at this time, could it be that his longing for Haitang had already...
Silence, for a long time.
"He's a Tianmai!" Young Master Xiaoyan broke the embarrassment.
Fan Xian's eyes tightened slightly, he didn't believe that there were people with Tianmai in this world.
However, he thought of the temple.
He believes that there are temples in this world.
"Shen Temple, what kind of thing are you?" Fan Xian rubbed his temples.
"The temple is not a thing!" Dahongpao suddenly raised his head and said such an inexplicable sentence.
"The temple is just a kind of spiritual sustenance, and most people in the world believe that there are gods in the sky.
However, one person told me that the temple is not a thing. "
Little Finger is holding a vase, playing with it like a child.
The index finger sat at the door, lowered his head carelessly, like a deaf-mute who didn't hear anything.
When the middle finger heard Dahongpao's voice, he snorted coldly, extremely impatient.
The ring finger is holding the "Half-time Zhai" and savoring it carefully.
"That man taught me swordsmanship for a day."
Dahongpao changed into a more comfortable position and continued.
"He told me that anything can be used as a weapon.
He also told me that with only confidence and skill, you can't beat your opponent.
Like pushing Pai Gow, killing people requires a little bit of luck. "
The middle finger looked at Dahongpao who looked like an idiot, and there was a contemptuous emotion between his brows.
He stroked the wooden sword in his hand, only at this time, he could calm down the resentment in his heart, the resentment towards Dahongpao.
Dahongpao buried her head deeply between her legs, and squatted on the stool with bare feet, looking a little funny.
"I know, you've always been very dissatisfied with me."
"You're thinking, why didn't you fight Si Gu Jian? Why didn't you find Ye Liuyun before me?"
Who is Dahongpao referring to
In fact, everyone has already understood it in their hearts.
Suddenly, the atmosphere is a little more delicate.
This is not a dangerous smell, but a terrifying smell of blood!
Like a piranha smelling of blood, the little finger stopped the plaything in his hand, and a doll's face showed an incongruous sinisterness.
The ring finger flipping through the book also raised his head, looking at Dahongpao in surprise.
The index finger still lowered his head, without any reaction.
It's like the face has been paralyzed, just ignore it.
"Yes! I believe I can do what you did."
The middle finger couldn't suppress the jealousy in his heart, stared ferociously at Dahongpao's face, his eyes were bloodshot, and roared like catharsis.
The wooden sword in his hand actually made a "woo-woo" sound like a sword.
"Because my luck is better than yours."
Dahongpao's three chins were squeezed together, it was obvious that he was laughing.
After hearing this sentence, the sword energy that had just been condensed in the middle finger was released at once.
He didn't have to admit it, Dahongpao's luck was indeed better than his.
"Also, I don't like people staring at my face.
Stare at me like an idiot, please remember in the future. "
Dahongpao squinted his eyes and smiled, his words were soft, it felt like a relaxed chat.
But the middle finger clearly saw that there was a needle hidden in his smiling eyes, a very thin needle.
The middle finger suddenly felt fear, and he remembered what Dahongpao said just now.
"Anything can be used as a weapon..."
Dahongpao's weapon is the needle, or his eyes.
The middle finger suddenly coughed again and again, as if to cough up all the grievances in his heart.
But what he coughed up was not grudges, but blood.
His heart was pierced by a needle,
pain! hurt! cold!
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The temple is a kind of spiritual sustenance, because of the temple, people have hope.
Spiritual sustenance is a difficult thing to explain.
It can help human beings overcome diseases, and it can also build confidence for human beings in times of crisis.
It can also stimulate the endless potential of human beings.
Humans believe in the existence of gods.
Therefore, what God bestows to mankind, mankind considers to be the best.
Because there is a temple, no matter how bad the practice mentality is, it will be practiced hard day and night by Wu Chi.
There are roads and diligence in the mountain of books, and there is no limit to the sea of learning.
This is true for culture, and of course it is also true for learning martial arts.
It's just that human beings never disdain vulgar things, thinking that it's not just rookies who turn into phoenixes.
Wrong, big mistake!
tempered into a steel! Forged soul with iron blood!
This is true for books, and it is also true for practicing martial arts.
The most vulgar martial arts, as long as they practice for ten years, can become dragons and phoenixes in the world.
This is the comprehension of Jiupin leaping to become a great master.
There are tens of thousands of people who learn martial arts, and only five people can understand this truth.
Now… …
When Dahongpao thought of this, he smiled complacently.
He forgot to do the same action repeatedly for three years in a row.
He also forgot that he suffered a lot for this action.
This action is drawing a sword! Seemingly simple to draw a sword!
Draw the sword like lightning!
One-thousandth of a second to draw the sword!
It took three years of practice to draw the sword for one thousandth of a second! Draw your sword non-stop! In the past three years, he has only done this one action.
Because, he is an idiot.
So it worked!
Because he was an idiot, he defeated Si Gujian with one move.
Because he is an idiot, he set a rule of one hundred thousand taels of gold for one sword.
Others thought that because of his strength, there was no need to make a second move.
But… …
Only he knows why...
He knows he has only one move! By the time of the second move, he had already turned into a dead man.
Will the dead draw their swords a second time
Of course not, not even an idiot!
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Dahongpao snapped his fingers and said softly, "Let's go!"
Little Finger quickly asked: "Where are you going? (Master——!!!)?"
"kill!"
"Kill who?"
"Junshan Club!"