The white man's movements were neat and without any drag.
However, just as his palm knife was about to touch the skin of song inkstone, his foot was like a spring, whizzing out of five or six meters to avoid the blow.
After jumping to five or six meters away, song Yan suddenly turned back and stared at the white man warily. There was still a trace of palpitation in his eyes. Fortunately, he learned to leap to the tiger. Otherwise, he was sure to take the move just now. Even so, he felt a dull pain in his back neck skin.
"Who are you? Why did you sneak on me? "
The white man didn't answer song Yan's question, but drank in a strange and crude yellow language: "tell me, where is the blood rose? Don't you die. "
"Blood rose?"
Song Yan's expression was stunned. Then, the figure of the mysterious female killer flashed in his mind. However, he was very dissatisfied with the white man's surprise attack, so he sneered and said, "why should I tell you? If you are willing to kneel down and call me Grandpa Sansheng, maybe I will think about it."
Hearing this, the white man's face was slightly shocked, and then his eyes were full of murders: "unknowable boy, I will send you to see the king of the underworld!"
Whew! Whew! Whew!!!
As he spoke, the white man raised his right hand. With a slight sound of breaking the air, three black lights shot at Song Yan's abdomen, chest and throat like lightning.
Song Yan was shocked and had a premonition that he could avoid two short arrows at most.
Without hesitation, he opened the slow state of clairvoyance.
The perspective of Shentong was instantly opened, and the sight of song inkstone also changed.
The three short arrows became very slow in his sight, so he twisted his body leisurely for a few times, and then he easily avoided the three short arrows. At this time, the white man rushed to him closely, the cold and cold light flashed, and stabbed song Yan in the throat.
"What a sharp and vicious attack!"
Song Yan said in secret, he was sure that if he didn't turn on the clairvoyance, even if he could dodge three short arrows, he would not be able to dodge the killing move that followed him.
At the foot of a slide, he around to the side of the other side, right leg like a whip, hard to the other side of the abdomen.
"Poof!"
The white man's dagger slipped down and stabbed song Yan inside his thigh, but his body quickly retreated. At this moment, he was full of surprise. He never thought that this seemingly young yellow boy not only avoided his serial killing moves, but also fought back.
"Hum!"
Song yanlenghum, left foot flying in the air to kick the other side holding the Dagger's wrist, right leg attack does not change.
So
"Click!"
"Bang!"
The white man's body is like a broken kite flying backwards, smashing it down seven or eight meters away.
He used his left foot to break the wrist bone of the opponent's hand, and his right foot was pulled on the opponent's abdomen. The opponent's hand was extremely poisonous. Therefore, in addition to not using the internal force, he had made every effort. He estimated that the other side should be seriously injured.
But at this time, a signal of extreme danger suddenly appeared in his mind.
Then, his pupils contracted violently, because the white man had an extra pistol in his hand, and the black hole was aimed at him.
When the sound of the gun rang out, the bullet had already flown to him. Although he had opened the clairvoyance, and could even see the trajectory of the bullet, it was the same thing to see clearly, and it was the same thing to avoid.
So even if he tried to dodge, the bullet still hit his right arm.
"Well!"
He made a groan, his body faltered back a few steps, his head fell into a brief vertigo, and there was only one thought in his mind: "I was shot!"
"Fool, have you forgotten that you have the light of life?" The meow sounded in my mind.
Song Yan suddenly woke up, and then the sharp pain came from his arm. Looking up at the white man, he found that he had disappeared.
"Damn it!"
In his eyes flashed a thick killing machine, while turning on the light of life to cure the gunshot wound, he flew out to track the white man.
Unfortunately, the other side seems to disappear in the world, there is no trace.
After chasing hundreds of meters, song Yan finally calmed down.
"Tinkle!"
A bullet fell from his skin to the ground.
Except for the bloodstained hole in his sleeve, his skin has become bright and clean as before, and he can't see the slightest injury.
"The light of life is worthy of being a second-class high-level supernatural power. It's really powerful!" Song Yan couldn't help exclaiming.
Bending over and picking up the bloody bullet, song Yan gazed at it for a long time before putting it into his pocket. It's undeniable that after he got the ring system, his mind changed a lot. He had more confidence, more pride and frivolity.
The reason why he left the bullet was to keep alert and tell himself that there are many things in the world that can threaten his existence.
Back in the dormitory, song Yan found a needle and thread, took off his clothes, cut a piece of cloth, sewed it into a purse, found a red thread, attached to the purse, washed the bullet head, put it into the purse, and put it on his neck.Look at the purse that fell on the chest, touch it with your hand, then find a pair of underpants and beach pants from the wardrobe, and go to the bathroom for a shower.
But when he walked out of the bathroom, he found that there was another person on the sofa in the living room. To be exact, it was a woman with a beautiful face and a pale colorless face.
Song Yan stood still and asked in a deep voice, "are you a blood rose?"
The other party nodded.
Thinking of the previous scene, song Yan felt angry: "shouldn't you give me an explanation?"
Blood rose grabbed a black bag from behind and threw it at Song inkstone.
Song Yan subconsciously catches the black bag.
"Open it up. That's the explanation for you." Said the blood rose calmly.
In his heart, song Yan opened the bag, but when he saw the things in the bag, his eyes suddenly shrank, catching it was a fit of nausea, throwing away the bag and rushing into the bathroom was a fit of retching.
After a while, song Yan walked out of the restroom, but he didn't look good.
"Who is he?" Song Yan stared at the blood rose road. He never thought that the bag contained a head, the head of the white man who attacked him.
Blood rose still said in a calm voice: "his name is Hans, one of the top ten silver killers in the dark world, ranking just below me. Therefore, he wants to kill me every moment and become No.1 among the silver killers. Unfortunately, he died in my hands at last."
Blood rose's words are not long, but there are a lot of information revealed. With a little silence, song Yancai continued to ask, "is the dark world a killer organization?"
"Not bad, and it's the strongest killer organization in the world!"
"Since you are both killers of the dark world, you killed Hans, and your organization will not pursue it?" Song Yan asked again.
"Sure, but now that I'm out of the dark world, Hans was sent by the organization to hunt me down." At this time, there was a little more fluctuation in the tone of blood rose: "it's thanks to you that I can kill Hans this time. If you didn't hurt him, I couldn't kill him!"
Smell speech, the expression of song Yan suddenly a cold, qualitative ask: "you mean, just now Hans attack me, you are nearby?"
"Not bad." The blood rose admits frankly, the eye fell on his arm which was hit by the bullet, the eye slightly flashed the different color.
All of a sudden, song Yan's heart tightened, and he had an impulse to kill people.
[author's aside]: Thank you [rogue Lord], [td78884644], [q210003535] and [td89918138] for your great reward!
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