Kill one person every 10 steps, leave no trace in a thousand miles. When the work is done, leave, hiding your identity and name.
Li Bai's poem "Xia Ke Xing" was originally written about those hermit knights who were good at sword-fighting, fighting for justice and getting rid of evil for the people. Later, the killer organization felt that these words were too domineering, cool and awesome, and the sentence "When the task is done, I will leave and hide my body and name" was obviously used to describe the profession they were engaged in.
Therefore, the killers, dressed in special black professional suits, deliberately choose to go out on a dark and windy night to recite a few lines of Tang poetry or equally powerful Song poetry before killing people. This really gives people the feeling that the overall quality of practitioners in the killer industry has improved a lot.
Later, with the development of network technology and genetic technology, only a strand of hair or a cell can be used to check your information through the global network database, including how many times you wet the bed when you were a child and whether you peeked at the neighbor's little girl taking a bath. At this time, "when the work is done, I will leave and hide my name" has become an empty talk, a beautiful wish.
In the information age, most assassins are registered. Only a very small number of top or extremely secretive masters have their information unknown to the outside world. Even the most powerful spy and intelligence organizations in the United States find it difficult to spy on their true identities.
The Yokai are a well-known killer group in the killer world.
The female is called Xiao Yao and the male is called Laoguai. They are lovers. Whether they are killing one person or a group of people, they will appear at the same time. Meng is inseparable from Jiao, Jiao is inseparable from Meng, never separated. Therefore, when you ask them to do something, it is equivalent to asking two top killers at the same time.
Moreover, the two have been working together for many years and have a tacit understanding. They often come up with amazing moves, and even when they encounter opponents who are stronger than them, they can still turn defeat into victory. They have almost never lost.
This was the first time Fang Yan came into contact with them, and also the first time he heard of the names of monsters.
However, an expert can tell whether something exists without taking any action.
The two stood in perfect harmony, the woman in front and the man behind. The thin woman stood in front of the left side of the tall man, which allowed her to maintain the advantage of being the first to attack, while not blocking the smoothness of the man's acceleration.
If it were just this, it would hardly make Fang Yan look sideways. The positions of the two of them actually coincided with the "wind" acupoint of Tai Chi. Only when the wind rises can the water rise. When the wind rises and the water rises, I mean Tai Chi. When the wind rises and the water rises, I am Tai Chi.
"Could it be a Tai Chi disciple?" Fang Yan thought to himself.
"Kill." The old monster shouted. Although he was standing in the back row, he held the important position of the group's spokesperson. He said kill and they were killed, and he said run and they ran away.
Of course, the former is more common and the latter has not yet appeared.
"Are you going to fight now?" Fang Yan waved his hand to stop. "That's not how it's played on TV."
The monsters looked at each other, and the little monster asked sharply, "Do you have any last words? Say them out together. Although I can't guarantee that I can help you convey them."
"Before killing someone, the bad guys in TV and movies will sneer three times and say, "I want you to die knowing full well." Then they will explain clearly why he wants to kill and who sent him to kill, the whole cause and effect - I'm about to die, you can't let me die an unjust ghost, can you? Tell me quickly, why do you want to kill me? Who sent you to kill me?" Fang Yan felt that it would be too unfair to just die like this. He couldn't be a confused ghost, he had to be a sober ghost.
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Xiao Yao and Laoguai both felt so depressed that they wanted to vomit blood. You are going to die, who has the patience to talk so much nonsense with you? Do you think this is a movie
The opportunity to kill is fleeting, and for them, the dead are the safest. Only the dead can keep their mouths shut.
"You didn't say it because you didn't dare to say it." Fang Yan sneered. "Why? You don't have the confidence to kill me today? Are you worried that I will leave here alive today to take revenge on the real mastermind? Yes, that's what I plan to do. Don't keep saying things like "next year will be your death anniversary". I've read so many novels, and everyone who said this was eventually killed by the person he wanted to kill."
The old monster was really pissed off, and roared angrily: "Fang Yan, you dare to bully me - kill me."
Before the word "kill" was uttered, the little demon had already rushed out.
This is tacit understanding.
We often use the not-so-elegant phrase 'I know you're going to poop before you even stick your butt up' to describe the mutual understanding between two people. For the combination of Xiao Yao and Lao Guai, they are indeed able to achieve such close cooperation.
The little demon was short, and her body was wrapped in a black nightgown. If it weren't for the bright moon in the sky, you would hardly be able to catch her moving tracks.
Even though there was moonlight and starlight, it was not daytime after all. She was very good at using the blind spots of the eyes, making it impossible for people's eyes to capture the scene faster than she could move.
The figure flashed twice, and the man had already rushed to Fang Yan's side.
It was only at this time that she revealed the thin blade hidden on the back of her wrist.
The blade was cold and sharp, piercing Fang Yan's neck.
Whoosh----
Almost silently, it slashed at Fang Yan's carotid artery at a tricky angle, which was particularly eye-catching in Xiao Yao's eyes.
At the same time, the old monster also moved.
With the toes touching the ground, the body leaps high up with the help of the rebound force.
He punched out head-on, with the force of thunder, straight into Fang Yan's face.
One attacks head-on, the other attacks the enemy from the side.
One is gentle and weird, the other is powerful and invincible.
Two forces and two styles attacked at the same time. If one was not careful, one of them would be seriously injured, or even killed by two people with heavy punches and sharp knives at the same time.
Mandarin ducks playing in the water!
This was the name that the old monster and the little demon gave to their first coordinated attack. This was their appetizer for fighting with others, a series of killing moves that seemed gentle and sweet but could easily harvest lives.
There are wolves in front and tigers behind, so go into the mountains to find some shelter.
Fang Yan spread his legs naturally, and the tip of his left foot quickly drew a circle in front of his body. His body was relaxed as if he was in a sauna, and his hands were in a weird position, one in front of the other, like a drunk.
The blade arrived first. Fang Yan turned his wrist, and the arm stuck to Xiao Yao's wrist like a boneless beast. Xiao Yao exerted force, and Fang Yan borrowed the force. Xiao Yao exerted force again, and Fang Yan borrowed force again. The harder Xiao Yao exerted force, the more he found that the blade was out of his control.
Swish!
Blood splatters!
However, it was not Fang Yan's body that was injured.
Although the blade was still held between Xiao Yao's hands, Fang Yan "controlled" her hands and her blade, and cut a long gash on her cheek wrapped in black cloth.
The black cloth tore apart, and bright red blood flowed out madly.
The little demon covered the wound on his cheek with his hand and took three steps back, looking as if he had seen a ghost.
Strong control!
The opponent actually guessed the direction and development of her every move and posture, and defeated her with skills more sophisticated than hers.
Who is he
The boxing wind also arrived.
Fang Yan stretched out his wrist and pushed his palm out with an all-embracing force.
boom!
Fang Yan's palm blocked the old monster's fist. One was like steel, the other was soft as cotton. One was iron in the fire, the other was ice in the water. Fire and ice were incompatible, and there was a crackling sound.
This was a real move, but also a fake one. The real move was because the fists of both sides collided with each other with great force, and the fake move was that they were only using this move to measure the strength of the other party, and the killing intent was not obvious enough.
The old monster's fist was still touching Fang Yan's palm, but he had already transformed his fist into a claw, his wrist flipped, and his auspicious grappling hand directly grabbed Fang Yan's wrist pulse point.
As long as he was held, Fang Yan would lose his ability to move. The little demon was watching closely and ready to finish him off at any time, so Fang Yan would be dead for sure.
Fang Yan couldn't help but smile.
"I'm also good at this move." Fang Yan said.
Auspicious grappling hand is one of the three major grappling techniques of Tai Chi. Fang's family's Fang's Tai Chi uses auspicious grappling hand. When he was very young, he began to practice hand flipping with the old drunkard, and made a bet that whoever won would win a dollar from the other. At the beginning, all of Fang Yan's pocket money was won by the old drunkard. Later, as he grew older and became more and more proficient in this move, the two became evenly matched, winning and losing half and half.
When his Tai Chi heart appeared, his heart moved at will, his palms were connected, and he won more than he lost when he flipped hands with the old drunkard. Of course, the old drunkard was no longer in his peak state at that time, and he no longer had the heart to flip hands with him.
So, on this moonlit night, on the top of this high mountain, a dazzling scene appeared.
The old monster's claws tried desperately to grab Fang Yan's wrist, and Fang Yan's right hand also changed from palm to claw to grab the old monster's wrist while avoiding the opponent's grab.
The two people's hands seemed to be stuck together by rubber honey, and they were inseparable. They flew up and down, as fast as lightning.
whoosh!
The old monster was still a beat too late, and Fang Yan's thumb immediately pressed on the vital point on his wrist.
The old monster's body became numb and he lost the ability to move.
The little demon became very anxious and attacked again with his knife.
Fang Yan grabbed the old monster's wrist with one hand and pushed his body hard towards the blade that the little demon was swinging at him.
hiss!
The little demon was unable to retract his knife in time, and the blade cut a long gash on the old monster's back.
Boom boom boom----
The little demon retreated three steps and dared not attack again.
"Who the hell are you?" Xiaoguai shouted. Her voice was originally sharp, as if she was arguing with someone by pinching her throat.
With the hostages in hand, the world is mine.
Fang Yan grabbed the old monster's wrist and said with a smile, "You learned a few tricks of Tai Chi and then went to work as a killer for others. You want to kill me? Do you have the guts to kill me?"
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Fang Yan knew that Xiao Yao and Laoguai would not answer his difficult question, so he said, "Now let's play a quick question and answer game. I'll ask a question and you tell me the answer immediately, otherwise-----"
Fang Yan thought for a moment and said, "I'll just break one of his fingers."
"First question, where did you learn Tai Chi?"
Snap!
As soon as Fang Yan finished speaking, the sound of broken fingers was heard at the scene.
The little demon was angry and the old monster was about to cry.
They didn't even have a chance to answer, how could someone break their fingers
"I'm sorry, I'm too nervous." Fang Yan apologized awkwardly, very embarrassed.
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(PS: Lao Liu will be interviewed by Shenzhen Radio at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning, and will fly to Shenzhen at noon tomorrow to attend the online celebrity book signing event on May 17th. The event will be held at the Shenzhen F518 Fashion Creative Park Innovation and Exhibition Center. Friends who are interested in asking questions on the spot, requesting posters and T-shirts, and listening to Lao Liu share the secrets of how to take photos of a round face to look fresh and clean can come and have fun. I seriously remind you not to come and send flowers to beautiful fans, I! Don't! Like! That! At! All! (To Be Continued)