The night is dark and windy.
On the outskirts of Anrong City, in a waste collection station, the fluorescent light in one of the rooms was on. Under the light, there were two figures looking out the door, as if they were waiting for someone to come.
After a while, a black car drove in, and then a person walked quickly into the house.
"Young Master Shun, where's our money?" The two people in the room asked the visitor, looking a little impatient.
"Money? Do you still want money?" The visitor was very dissatisfied, and sneered, "You didn't kill anyone, so you still want money?"
"How is that possible! I clearly saw him being sucked under the truck!" One of the scar faces said, "Even if he has nine lives, he should be crushed to death by Lao Tzu!"
"This is your business, I only know that kid is still alive!" The visitor said coldly, "The target is not dead, and you still want to get money? It's a dream! You dare to say that your "Ecstasy Group" is a professional, Professional ass!"
"Our soul-hunting team is a professional killer!" The scarred man said dissatisfiedly, "It doesn't make sense that kid is still alive, it's impossible!"
"Who do you think I, Ye Mingshun, would renege on killing people?" The visitor sneered, "Your mission failed, what do you say now?"
"It's easy to say, the mission failed, so naturally we won't collect money." Said the gloomy man next to Scarface.
"Our surname Ye is not short of money. I specially invited you from Yucheng to do this mission. I didn't expect you to fail. I am really disappointed. It seems that I can only invite more professional people." Ye Mingshun Said.
"No need! There is no task that our soul ecstasy team can't complete. Now, I will give you an explanation!" the gloomy man said.
"How to explain?" Ye Mingshun asked.
"Confession like this!"
The gloomy man snorted coldly, with a flash of cold light in his hand, he stabbed the scarred face next to him with his backhand, and immediately the scarred face fell to the ground clutching his stomach, his eyes full of surprise and unwillingness, "Brother Shui, we But brother who was born and died in Yunhai province...you...why..."
"If I don't stab you, the boss will stab me. As you know, the boss said when he established the soul-hunting group that we are all a group of desperadoes. Since we are in the business of assassins, there is only one rule: only Success is allowed, failure is not allowed! Besides, if the target is not dead, it will definitely cause trouble. So, brother, you can go, maybe one day we will get together below, don't blame Brother Dang." The gloomy man said in a low voice.
Because the position of the dagger was in place, the man with the scar died soon. At this time, the gloomy man stopped by Ye Ming and said, "Young Master Shun, are you satisfied with this explanation?"
"Although you have killed your mouth, the target is still alive!" Ye Ming said along the way, "However, your behavior has shown me the quality of a professional killer, so I will give you another chance. If you kill that kid Qin Lang, I can give you more money." Give you double the money, even if it is the funeral expenses for your brother!"
"Okay! Shun Shao, don't worry, since our soul-hunting team has decided to do this business, it will definitely satisfy you." The gloomy man said.
However, at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded outside: "The Haunting Group, the claws of the Yan Luomen of the Tenth Palace of Fengdu, you dare to come to Pingchuan Province to grab the business of killing people!"
"Who is here?" the gloomy man shouted, a little surprised that the other party knew his details.
"A colleague is like a deadly enemy, I am a member of the Tang Sect!" Tang San walked out from the darkness, "You want to compete with our Tang Sect for business, you are courting death!"
"Are you from the Tang Sect?" Ye Mingshun watched Tang San walk in, and his tone was a little nervous, because according to the information he got, Qin Lang seemed to have a good relationship with the people of the Tang Sect. Otherwise, if you want to find a killer to kill Qin Lang, Tang Sect is definitely the first choice.
"Nonsense!" Tang San said coldly, "Knowing that I am a member of the Tang Sect, then just arrest me without a fight, otherwise if I make a move, I'm afraid you two will be dead."
"When did people from the Tang Sect act as lackeys and kill people for free?" the gloomy man sneered in a disdainful tone.
"Who said it's free, the two of you, each worth ten yuan - right Qin Lang?" Tang San said the latter words to the outside.
"That's right, these two rubbish are worth twenty yuan." Qin Lang's voice rang outside the door, and then strode over, looking at Ye Mingshun with disdain, "You want to kill me?"
"Yes, if you oppose our Ye family, you will die!" Ye Mingshun said coldly.
"People from the Ye family will die badly." Qin Lang sneered.
"Since the two have come to you, what are you doing?" the gloomy man asked.
"What are you doing? Of course it's you, kill you!" Tang San snorted coldly, "He actually competed with us for business on the Tang Sect's territory, do you think our Tang Sect's reputation is blown out of it?"
"Kill me? It's not sure who will kill who!" The gloomy man suddenly jumped up, swiped the dagger in his hand, and slashed directly at Tang San's throat, his movements were vigorous and neat, and he knew at a glance that this person must have been professionally trained to kill.
However, the gloomy man's dagger suddenly stopped an inch away from Tang San's throat, because a flying knife in Tang San's hand had already pierced the gloomy man's throat about a centimeter.
The gloomy man's movements are fast, Tang San's movements are even faster!
An inch difference is the difference between life and death.
clang!
The dagger in the gloomy man's hand fell to the ground, which meant that he lost to Tang San.
"Do you dare to kill me?" Although the gloomy man gave up his sword and conceded defeat, his tone was still firm, "Although we are bullying each other, there are still rules in our killer business. You should know that if you kill me, you will force us to kill me." The soul ecstasy group and even the entire Ten Temples of Yamamen are at war!"
"Go to war, right? I'm so scared!" Tang San sneered, his wrist flicked suddenly, and the flying knife pierced the gloomy man's throat, and then nailed it to the wall.
The gloomy man fell to the ground and went to the underworld to reunite with his brother. If his footsteps were a little faster, he might be able to catch up with his brother on Huangquan Road.
"I'm sorry, I didn't want to kill him at first, but I couldn't help it when I heard others threatened me." Tang San turned to Qin Lang and said.
"I understand." Qin Lang said, "I also hate being threatened!"
Afterwards, Qin Lang turned back to Ye Ming and said, "What about you, do you want to die or live? Say it!"
"I want to... survive." Ye Mingshun was also a soldier anyway, and he should have kept his face before Mount Tai collapsed, but when he saw that Tang San was about to kill the gloomy man, Ye Mingshun suddenly felt that he might be young Life is at stake, so how dare he be tough in front of Qin Lang.