The little demon asked for permission because his lover was a hostage, and the old monster asked for permission because he was a hostage. Both the little monster and the old monster cursed loudly.
Whether the legs are those of an old monster and whether the person answering the question is a little monster, what does that have to do with me? Why am I so nervous? Should people be nervous about whether they are okay
Fang Yan waved his legs, indicating that the time just now didn't count.
He grabbed the old monster's leg and wrist Mingmen points with one leg, and grabbed the five leg fingers of the old monster's right leg with the other leg, and said: "Come on, the time just now doesn't count, the game continues - first Question, did we learn Tai Chi from somewhere?"
The little demon looked at the old monster, hesitant to speak.
Click!
Fang Yan exerted force on his leg fingers and broke another of the old monster's leg fingers.
"Um-----"
Because Fang Yan used too much force that time, he almost broke the old monster's legs and fingers to a ninety-degree angle. Even though the old monster has experienced many battles, he still can't bear the pain. He forced himself to grit his teeth and groaned.
"What am I doing?" the little demon roared. Move your right foot forward, as if you are ready to attack at any time. "Did I do it on purpose?"
"That's right. Was it really intentional that time?" Fang Yan said with great frankness. "He didn't explain the rules of the game clearly just now, so he added a few more. After he asked the question, the person answering the question must not hesitate or waste time. The two of us must not make the wrong words or even make eye contact--- -Who knows if there are any chips inserted into our eyes that can send messages through our eyes?"
"No, I didn't explain the rules clearly. Why do you want to break off his legs and fingers?" the little demon said angrily. "Why should they bear my fault?"
Fang Yan sneered, looked at the little demon and said: "Should we kill the legs, not the naive children - don't we know that truth better than him? Now, we fall into his legs, what he said Every word he said was against the rules, and everything he did was against the rules. It was not his fault, he said it was my fault, then it was our fault----when we killed him Have you told him the rules? No."
"------" The little demon stopped talking. When Fang Yan said that, she really couldn't refute it. Please tell me they were injured just now, and Fang Yan is now a dead man. They won't tell him any rules and he will play a quick question and answer game.
A philosopher in the leg-killing world once said: Wasting time is equivalent to slow suicide.
"Do you understand?" Fang Yan asked with a smile. "If they understand, then they start over - the first question is, who sent us to kill him?"
"------" The little demon opened his mouth and quickly closed it again.
That cunning guy like a fox, that treacherous bastard like a coyote. He actually played tricks with them, he actually played interrogation psychology with them.
Fang Yan broke the first finger of the old monster's leg when the little demon and the old monster were unprepared, which made them both physically and mentally tense, ready to answer any questions raised by Fang Yan. Because I don't know why he moves his legs, and I don't know when he will move his legs - he makes me unable to guard against him, but I have to guard against him.
The reason Fang Yan gave for breaking the old monster's second leg finger was that the little monster was too slow to answer questions and was suspected of making eye contact. Because of hesitation and pause, the old monster lost a leg finger. That made the little monster and the old monster concentrate even more, and even put the answer on their lips, and begged Fang Yan to ask the question again, and they immediately gave him the answer he wanted----
Could it be that the question he raised for the third time actually asked who was the mastermind behind the scenes. He suddenly changed the question, and they almost blurted out the answer.
Fortunately, they were quick to respond and suppressed the answer to that question. If they leak the buyer's information, they will violate the professional spirit of the killer. Not only will it be difficult to gain a foothold in that industry, but they will also be hunted down by the organization.
Article 1 of the Creed of Killing Legs: Kill the target.
Article 2 of the Killing Creed: Do not leak employer information.
The third article of the Creed of Killing Legs: Loyalty comes first to Master Wei Qian.
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Fang Yan looked at the old monster caught in his legs, and then looked at the happy eyes of the little monster in front of him, and couldn't help but feel happy. Said: "Do we think he is very smart?"
"------"
Click!
Fang Yan slowly broke off the old monster's third leg finger.
Fang Yan patted the old monster on the back of his leg and said, "Is that the price of refusing to answer the question?"
The old monster and the little demon stared at Fang Yan with vicious eyes, and they were almost going to be blown away by that kid.
play!
Such words couldn't help but pop up in their minds.
Is he playing with them, playing with their bodies, playing with their emotions----
They kill the legs. One----no, it was an insult for two long-established killers to be played with like that.
"I can kill him." The old monster looked at Fang Yan and said. "But no, he can guarantee me that I will be in danger throughout my life and my life will be taken away at any time."
"Is that a threat?" Fang Yan said sarcastically. "The knives in our legs couldn't scare him away. I thought two lips could do something that even knives couldn't do?"
"What do I want to ask for?" said the little demon. "They can trade."
"I'm not qualified to trade with him. To answer his first question first, where did we learn Tai Chi?" Fang Yan asked again.
After confirming the content of the question raised by Fang Yan, Xiaoyao said in a low voice: "They studied with Wen Qingsong for a while----"
"Wen's Tai Chi?" Fang Yan asked. Wen Style Tai Chi is a branch of Chen Style Tai Chi, and it is also a main branch of Chinese Tai Chi. Wen Qingxing is a famous Tai Chi master in China, known as "Yun Zhongyan". Fang Yan saw with his own eyes that Wen Qingsong, an old man in a red Tang suit, stepped on the edge of a large copper basin with one foot and walked along the copper basin. There was nothing in the copper basin but it did not tilt to one side. The figure of the old man Wen Qingsong is like soaring in the clouds or a swallow is strolling, so he is nicknamed "Yun Zhongyan".
Fang Yan looked at the little demon carefully and said, "Am I Wen Qingsong?"
The little demon remained silent.
Fang Yan suddenly remembered a secret and asked in shock: "Am I a gentle abandoned disciple?"
It is said that Wen Qingsong had two talents when he was young: one was because he had many disciples, and the other was because he had many women. One of the disciples was having an affair with his favorite lover. Somehow Wen Qingliang found out about this incident. Wen Qingsong became furious and threatened to destroy the two of them. The disciple and his lover both ran away and were never heard from again.
Family scandals should not be publicized, and very few people know about it. Fang Yan also overheard some comments.
Now I heard Xiaoyao say whether they had learned Tai Chi from Wen Qingsong. Could it be said that those two people were the lovers and apprentices that Wen Qingsong drove away back then
"Tai Chi is not a national martial art that strengthens the body, but we use it to kill people - even bad guys, even colleagues like him. Do we have a conscience?"
"Killing legs to get money to do things, regardless of good or evil cause and effect." The old monster said coldly.
"It doesn't sound cool and comfortable." Fang Yan sneered. "I then showed him that he had two legs and fingers, and he happened to have two questions to ask - first, who sent us to kill him?"
The little monster and the old monster didn't answer.
Click!
Fang Yan used force again and broke the old monster's fourth leg finger.
"Then he has the best leg finger, and he also has the last question-----" Fang Yan said. "Who sent us to kill him?"
This is not only the last question, but also the last opportunity.
If they were still unwilling to answer, then Fang Yan wouldn't mind letting them see the violent legs of a gentle man.
"He doesn't know," the old monster said. "No one knows. Whether they are connected through the organization-----"
"He was very dissatisfied with the wrong answer. He also asked for the wrong answer and we can't afford to be wrong-----" Fang Yan said.
At that moment, the little demon held the blade in his leg and rushed towards Fang Yan with great ferocity. A gesture of begging to die together with his lover.
Fang Yan grabbed the old monster's legs and wrists and pushed his body out.
The old monster was his natural shield, and he didn't believe that the little monster dared to attack his man, the old monster. The old monster is immortal and Fang Yan has no worries.
Soon, Fang Yan knew that he was wrong.
The little demon really attacked the old monster. Moreover, that knife was quite sharp and cruel.
The blade in her leg was just a disguise. I don't know when, the blade had been educated by her, and now it was replaced by a long prismatic knife.
The long knife slashed hard on the old monster's legs and arms. Because of the excessive force, it cut off the legs and arms that were caught in Fang Yan's legs.
laugh-----
There was a huge smoke around Fang Yan, and a handful of flames flew towards Fang Yan.
Fang Yan waved his half-severed arm to swat away the burning phosphorus stones. When his eyes could see, he saw the little monster and the old monster jumping eastward towards the Tiger Leaping Gorge with their legs linked. .
The mountain wind is howling and the canyon is unfathomable.
suicide
No, a strong man will survive if his arm is broken off.
After they descended some distance eastward, a large black cloth suddenly bulged behind them. The big black cloth unfolded in the strong wind and turned into a natural parachute.
Behind the little demon is actually equipped with a micro skydiving bag. It seems that there is a reason why they chose Tiger Leaping Gorge as the attack point.
Fang Yan stood in the canyon and stared for a long time. He didn't look back until their figures disappeared.
Holding up the bloody legs and arms, Fang Yan sighed and said: "Kill the legs, kill the legs - at the critical moment, please kill your own legs."
Fang Yan felt that they were so cruel that ordinary people couldn't do that.
(ps: Lao Liu has arrived in Shenzhen. Friends, see them tomorrow!)