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"Leave troubles, not like your black blade style." The voice was indifferent like water.
Looking away from Bridget's corpse, the first glance was the light of the knife. A piercing light of a knife, against the background of the dim yellow street lamp, emits a tactful streamer. It hurts people's eyes.
It was the person's eyes that were as clear and cold as the light of a knife.
It was a pair of cold and evil eyes. Even though it contains infinite chill, it is as crystal clear and translucent as snow and ice on a mountain that never melts for thousands of years. Those with such a pair of eyes belonged to a middle-aged man who was as handsome as a sword carved with five senses and had a vaguely evil spirit. There was an unrestrained smile on his evil and handsome face.
The next moment, there was a cruel light in his cold eyes. He gently turned the short knife in his hand. The seemingly random movements, but like the agility of the dancing goddess, the light of the knife flashed brilliantly again. At the same time, Bridget's corpse, which was divided in two on the ground, turned out to be Turned into meat residue in the light of the knife.
Stomped on the ground, the strong wind spread like a wave, blowing the scum everywhere.
He closed his sword and stood. Drops of red blood flowed down from the tip of the short knife, dripping onto the concrete floor. In an instant the blood dripped from the tip of the knife, and there was no blood on it, but it was clearer than before.
"What a fast speed! What a fast knife!"
The fierce battle with the ninja in the distance has come to an end. Many people looked at this middle-aged man who suddenly appeared cruel and evil.
Han Jun is called a sword demon, and it can be said that the sword is in his hands and is superb. But watching this evil man use a knife, he couldn't help but sigh. Secretly sighed in my heart: This person can really be regarded as a saint!
"Who is this person?" Lan Ji guessed: "Why did Bridget split his body? Isn't he afraid of the Brotherhood?"
"No matter who it is, the strength of this person is definitely above us." Shuangshuang said in a low voice: "He appeared here, there must be his reason, we just wait and see the changes."
At this time, Nie Yun was also guessing who this person was, but after guessing, there was no such person in the impression.
Nie Yun, who couldn't figure it out, stopped thinking about it, and looked at the man with deep eyes: "Who are you?"
The middle-aged man had short flowing hair, and a strand of hair on his forehead gently brushed his forehead in the night breeze. He showed a wicked smile and looked at the twenty-six standing behind Nie Yun. A watchman nodded appreciatively: "You can squeeze into the top ten of the world's killer list, it seems that it is not a vain name."
"You seem to be so calm when you say this. There is no change in your breath and no waves in your heartbeat. It can be seen that I am in your eyes and it is not worth mentioning." Nie Yun stood quietly and said gently.
"Haha." The man smiled: "Want to know who I am?"
"Listen thoroughly." Nie Yun said indifferently.
"Although you are ranked in the top ten, some people say that your strength is no less than the top five, so I have a hint of curiosity. In addition, you have been making a lot of noise recently, and your name is everywhere. I have to come and meet. You're here." The man looked at the inconspicuous but dazzling knife in his hand.
"This knife is called "Loneliness", and I followed me when I was young. I have drunk the blood of tens of thousands of people, but that is just a legend. This knife has not been stained with the blood of ten people in my hand. Because it can let me out of the knife. There are very few people." The man finished speaking, with more evil in his eyes, and said two words indifferently: "The prodigal son Shi Feng."
"What, he is the seventh-ranked prodigal son in the world's killer list?"
"It is said that the prodigal son has retired? Why is he here?"
"It's no wonder that his sword is so sharp, it turned out to be the prodigal stone wind."
The voice of surprise sounded from the five demons.
At this time, Nie Yun frowned slightly, then closed his eyes, and said indifferently: "It seems that God control is really angry. Actually let the only top ten killer deal with me." After speaking, he opened his eyes and watched. To the prodigal son: "There is one thing I don't understand."
"What's the matter?" the prodigal asked softly.
"I got news that you had been out of the mountain a month ago, why did you come out to meet me now?" Nie Yun never understood. The prince told himself that after the prodigal appeared, he never saw the prodigal come to him, nor did he hear it. The slightest news about the prodigal son is very puzzled. So there is this question.
"Is this important?" The prodigal smiled evilly.
Nie Yun shook his head: "It's just curious."
"Since you are curious, I will tell you, so I don't have to wait for you to worry about it, and you don't have a good fight." The prodigal sighed, and then said: "Entrusted by the boss, my mission is to go to city h."
"City H?" Nie Yun was shocked for no reason, because the four sisters lived in City H, and immediately their voice became colder: "Where are you going to do?"
"Since you have returned to the assassin world for a woman and are against God's control. Then you have to pinch your weakness, it is naturally your woman." The smile on the corner of the prodigal's mouth is always that evil.
While listening to this, Lan Ji's face changed drastically, and she glared at the prodigal son: "Bad son, it turns out that you caught my fifth sister."
"What?" Nie Yun rushed to Lan Ji like a ghost: "What did you just say? What happened to Tingting?"
The people around looked at Nie Yun who was rushing towards him. In the next moment, Lan Ji slapped Nie Yun with a slap in her voice. She said, "You still have the face to ask, if it wasn't for you, my third sister would Lie down? Will my fifth sister be arrested? My whereabouts are now unknown, and my life or death is unknown."
Everyone was stunned by the slap in the face. After all, it was Black Blade. Those watchmen not far away were his masterpieces, and this Lan Ji was not afraid of death and dared to beat others. Of course, people who know the relationship between Lan Ji and Nie Yun don't think so.
At this time, Nie Yun didn't care about that slap, just grabbed Lan Ji's arms and roared anxiously: "What the hell is going on? Tell me."
"You ask him—" Lan Ji pointed at the prodigal son angrily, and told the situation: "I have to call back every week to ask about the situation of the third sister, but I called back a few days ago and learned about the eldest sister and the second sister. They were all attacked. Fortunately, there was a mysterious master who protected them. No accident happened, but Wumei was missing. A large number of police could not find anyone, only found that it was the killer... I also asked the organization to look for it, but there was no Wumei. My sister's whereabouts. So I thought of you. Because the killer appeared, I came naturally for you. They are not your opponents, so I took the eldest sister, the second sister, and the fifth sister, but I couldn't contact you..."
"Then when you saw me earlier, why didn't you say it?" Nie Yun roared with extreme fury. After all, Xiaoxue was already a pain in his heart. If Su Ting had an accident because of her, then she could not apologize for her death.