"Hum!" At the moment when the biting wind blows the bluestone to break the snow, the man in black's tight legs are like stepping on the ground, and his strong muscles are tightening and expanding. The driving force of his whole body makes him close to the bluestone like a black lightning in the blink of an eye.

He clenched the handle of the knife with both hands, regardless of the damage to his body, and directly exerted a terrifying force close to the potential of persecution.

The hard big Bluestone was stabbed with tons of force, and the hard stone skin was pierced. The moment when the short blade contacted the inner end of the bluestone, the change began!

"Yi!" It's the sound of wood being cut! There is wood in the bluestone! The man in black didn't have time to think about it. He just flashed this ridiculous idea in his mind. Then his figure became transparent and wanted to leave in an instant.

A qualified killer must follow the old saying that if he fails to hit a target, he will escape thousands of miles! This is the professional standard that every killer must abide by. Those who can't do it have already died!

Accidents often appear at the time of the highest risk. At the moment when the man in black disappeared, a big hand from bluestone seized his ankle!

"Poof!" The man in black, code named 45, is extremely ruthless and decisive. At the moment when his big hand suddenly grasps his ankle, his gloomy eyes flash with cold light. The short blade of his right hand cuts directly on his leg, and his blood is pouring, and he also runs away.

This fierce, this decisive, absolutely worthy of the name of shadow elite!

"Kara Kara!" The huge bluestone is like a broken porcelain. After a few crisp sounds, the crisscross spider patterns appear. The owner of the big hand is like a demon breaking through the earth. He smashes the bluestone and appears in front of the man in black!

He was wearing a light blue thin sweater on his upper body, a pair of ordinary black trousers on his lower body, and a pair of shoes on his feet, a pair of hand-made fishskin boots.

The man in black narrowed his eyes and looked at the man's face. It was very common and ordinary, except that there was a ferocious centipede black line on his neck which was half covered.

"Great! Great Zhou Ying looked at the half leg he was holding in his right hand and threw it into the surrounding snow, splashing a piece of broken snow. He laughed and clapped, looking at the man in black with his broken leg leaning against a big tree with appreciation.

"Although I don't know your name, you must be a member of the insect group. With your determination and insight, you are definitely the elite of the insect group!"

Zhou Ying casually found a broken piece of bluestone and sat down, as if chatting with the man in black, "have you called for support before?"?! It's OK. You don't have to worry about whether I'll escape. I know how many pounds I have.

In the face of the net laid by you, Lord Wang Mang, I can't escape a dead word. I'd better stay here honestly, so as not to waste some effort. "

"I'm arrogant this time. By the end of the plan, I still underestimate the details of your insect group. I have nothing to say. Take me away. I'm looking forward to seeing your leader Wang Mang now!"

Zhou Ying is smiling, nervous smiling, showing a cold white tooth.