"Who the hell are you?"

Regardless of the bald brother sitting on one side and covering his injured arm, romlow looked solemn, stared at the man in black and asked in a deep voice.

However, the other party didn't seem to have any reaction. He stood still and didn't say a word.

Looking at the people in black standing there like this, there were flaws everywhere. Somehow, romlow felt a strong threat in his heart.

Judging from the reaction speed and shooting method of the other party, this is obviously a master.

Killer? Mercenaries? Or is it the high-level combat power of a certain force or organization?

All kinds of speculation lingered in romlow's mind.

The rain is getting heavier, and the confrontation in the alley is still going on.

In order to gather any useful information, ramlo, who has always been silent, also deliberately used a vicious tone to continue to test the man in Black:

"You don't know who you're getting into!"

Hearing this, the man in black finally responded.

I saw him put the Beretta 92F in his hand back into the holster of his thigh, and then said in a deep voice with an extremely hoarse voice: "I don't care who I'm getting into, because..."

"Brock romlow, I'm here for you!"

Hearing the speech, romlow frowned and his muscles tightened a little, "do you know me?"

Under the black hood, the eyes hidden under the mask were full of cold.

"Oh, of course, of course I know you..."

"Not only that, I also know that your current identity is the special team captain of the Divine Shield Bureau."

"Hehe, does it sound ironic that a mercenary who once had countless blood on his hands turned into an intelligence agent to protect peace?"

Hearing each other's ridicule, Ramlow tried to find all the memories related to the voice in his brain.

However, nothing

However, from each other's words, romlow speculated a possibility: is the other party his own enemy?

This guess was answered in the next words of the man in black.

"In order to let you die plainly, I am merciful to tell you..."

"All this is for my wife and children!!!"

Before the words fell to the ground, the man in black sank down, stepped on the puddle on the ground and rushed to Ramlow!

So fast!

A little stunned, just made a defensive posture, he was shocked to find that a black shadow had come to him.

Accompanied by a sharp pain in the abdomen, romlow's whole body was instantly hit and flew.

With a bang, romlow's back hit the ground and splashed.

Struggling to endure the pain, Ramlow stood up angrily and launched a counterattack against the man in black!

In the process of counterattack, he did not forget to use words to stimulate the nerves of people in Black: "then I'll send you to hell and reunite with your wife and children!"

The scene of an enemy seeking revenge is too ordinary.

Not only the party, ramlo, but also the bald man with a pale face, who covered his arm, believed the man in black.

In particular, the bald brother, who suffered a reckless disaster, couldn't help scolding in his heart: "what bad luck..."

While romlow, a very good brother, paid the price for his past behavior, the bald brother cut off the sleeve of his suit coat with a dagger and tied up his injured arm.

The bald brother who stopped bleeding temporarily wanted to take the opportunity to leave this place with his suitcase.

However, after hesitating for a moment, he stayed.

After all, Ramlow didn't leave him just now. Now if he runs away alone, it's a little too much

Looking at ramlo who beat you to me with the man in black, the bald brother thinks that with ramlo's skill, he should be able to kill each other

However, romlow's idea is very different from him.

Kaman dodged a punch from the other party, and romlo stepped back a few steps. While pulling away, he took the opportunity to get a breather.

"Hoo... Hoo... Hoo..."

Looking at the man in black who walked slowly towards himself with steady steps, romlow's heart was not as calm as it seemed.

Originally, he also thought that the other party didn't use a gun, but competed with himself empty handed, which was like looking for death!

However, through several rounds of fighting, romlow soon found that it was as if he was looking for death!

Although the opponent's attack has a routine, it is erratic. It is a fighting move he has never seen before.

Not only that, the most frustrating thing for romlow is that his attack can't cause any harm to the people in black!

No matter which part of the other party's body is hit, the man in black has no response. Like a robot that has lost pain, he continues to suppress himself with a stormy attack.

The uneasiness in my heart is slowly growing.

Romlow, who always believed in the creed of "either you die or I die" against the enemy, had the idea of running away for the first time in front of this unidentified man in black.

As if he felt the inner thoughts of Ramlow, the man in black suddenly said:

"Well, that's it!"

Before Romulus could react from the meaning of this sentence, the man in black suddenly kicked his right leg and suddenly flashed in front of Romulus at a very fast speed!

The gloved right hand suddenly turned its palm into a finger and landed on his right shoulder with lightning speed.

With a spasm, like an electric shock, his right hand lost its strength in an instant.

Romlow's eyes were wide open and his eyes were full of disbelief, "why can't my hand move?!"

Before he could figure out the answer to this question, the left palm of the man in black, carrying the fierce breaking wind, gradually magnified in front of romlow with an irresistible trend!

At this moment, he seemed to feel the cold on the sickle of death

This palm was not as powerful as it seemed, but just like a caress, it pasted gently on romlow's chest.

At that moment, romlow didn't feel any pain.

However, the next second, his internal organs were like a big earthquake, smashed by the huge impact!

Poof!

Ramlow, who suffered a fatal blow, trembled and spewed blood with visceral fragments from his mouth.

As soon as his legs were soft, he knelt down in front of the man in black.

Under the frightened eyes of the bald brother, the man in black grabbed romlow's head, which was gradually lax in his eyes, leaned close to his ear and whispered:

"I just want to tell you that this is not a personal grudge..."