C155 asphyxiating bomb

"You are the person who disintegrated Black Flame Organization a while ago … Death? " Smith Tylor added.

Lu Yan shrugged his shoulders to show his response. He was not surprised that his' heroic 'achievements in the west would be spread out like this, hence, his handsome face did not reveal much. But he was surprised that this assassin could recognize his name.

One had to know that apart from a few few people who had seen him before, not many people knew who he was.

Even if it was an organization like Heaven's Net which was the top-notch, they did not have the most basic information on his looks. Otherwise, wouldn't Lu Yan be hunted down everyday?

As a result, Lu Yan looked at Smith Tylor suspiciously, he could not remember seeing him before.

Could it be that he had revealed something at one of the nodes, causing the other party to be able to discern it?

Perhaps this was the only possibility!

Just as he was looking at the other party, Smith Tylor was sizing him up as well.

Smith Tylor could already see something from Lu Yan's expression, so he could completely determine that the guy with slightly dark skin color was the god of death! But he felt that the man was too young. Even though he was tall, he was much smaller than him, far different from the 'Death God' that he imagined. However, after seeing the power of Lu Yan's silver needles, he couldn't help but believe in it.

"Hey, are you two reminiscing about old times? Hurry up and do it! But before that, I still want to ask, what exactly do you mean by 'death god'?

At this time, Mu Shanshan was unhappy that Lu Yan had only left her in the cold, hence he opened his mouth to break the strange atmosphere.

However, Lu Yan stared at the sniper in front of him, afraid that he would make a move, so he did not answer her. Instead, Smith Tylor began to giggle, and looked at Mu Shanshan with eyes burning with desire, and said: "Beautiful lady, could it be that you do not know the identity of your partner?"

Mu Shanshan looked back at him but did not reply. Instead, she blinked her beautiful eyelashes as a sign of wanting to know more.

Smith Tylor's mouth formed a smile, his gaze looked at Lu Yan, but his thick lips did not move, obviously not wanting to reply to Mu Shanshan.

Nevertheless, he did not forget

The name of Death God.

In the west, the name of 'Death God' was the word that Smith Tylor heard the most, especially in the 'Sky Net' hitman organization, there were always some foolish fellows who wanted the head of 'Death God', because everyone was jealous of Death God's reputation, and the fact that the entire west knew that the 'Death God' had offended a lot of people, caused some politicians from other large countries to jointly name $3 billion, wanting to kill 'Death God'.

This was not a secret in the 'Sky Network' world of assassins, so everyone wanted to kill the god of death for the sake of not only a huge reward, but also to raise their popularity.

But Smith Tylor never would have thought that the first mission he accepted was to kill 'Lu Yan', and was actually the 'Death God' that they wanted to kill day and night. Only after completing the current mission did he receive the reward of eight million USD, if this matter were to spread out, wouldn't those little fellows laugh themselves to death?

As the three of them were in a state of suppressed anxiety and Mu Shanshan's question did not get a reply, they were enraged. They immediately took out their handcuffs and looked at Smith Tylor: "Are you cuffing yourself, or should I help you?"

As she said that, she intentionally or unintentionally looked towards Lu Yan's direction, as if telling him not to waste time, and that he would go home to sleep earlier on.

But Lu Yan was immersed in his own thoughts, as if he was deep in thought. He did not even look at her, causing Mu Shanshan to snort, and looked towards the assassin who had injured him, completely inflicting his anger on him.

The corner of Smith Tylor's mouth slanted to reveal a sly smile. Unknowingly, he slowly raised his hands, gesturing for Mu Shanshan to come over and handcuff him.

From then on, Lu Yan's brows suddenly furrowed, and he hurriedly looked at Mu Shanshan, "Don't go over, you're not his opponent!"

Mu Shanshan rolled her eyes at him. She wanted to say something, but when she saw that Lu Yan had already shifted his gaze to Smith Tylor, he said in a deep voice, "I don't want to know who you are, and I don't care what your ranking in the Sky Network 'killer is. Now, I will give you two choices, surrender or die! "

When he said the word "die", he was very serious. He was determined to make the other party stay, and if he encountered any resistance, Lu Yan would definitely kill him!

If the name of Lu Yan was spread out, there would be countless assassins in the west, or his former enemies in the Wuyang City would come to China, and at that time, the Wuyang City would be turned into a mess by them. To the big one, the whole of China would be affected, and when the people were in a state of suffering, some of the surrounding countries would take the chance to attack, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

Therefore, Smith Tylor had to stay!

However, Smith Tylor did not mind. He first laughed at Lu Yan, and it was as if he was cooperating, and then he waved his hands in front of him, waiting to be handcuffed.

"Come, let that beautiful lady put it on for me. I heard that the small black room in China is the most comfortable. I would like to experience it."

When Mu Shanshan heard this, her delicate and pretty face sunk into a little dimple, as if she was extremely happy that this foreigner was aware of her feelings.

Then, she looked at Lu Yan with a face full of dissatisfaction, and began to walk towards the killer with the handcuffs on him. She wanted to personally arrest the killer who killed her own colleague, so that he could prepare himself.

"Little girl, you better not go over. This person is very dangerous!" When Lu Yan looked at Smith Tylor, he felt that something was amiss. As for what it was, he couldn't say, which was why he did not act rashly.

"Hmph, I want you to mind your own business?" Mu Shanshan pouted, completely disregarding Lu Yan's words.

Lu Yan did not try to bicker with her, and allowed his to pass by, but he did not let his guard down just like that. Both of his hands were already holding onto the silver needles, and as long as something was wrong, he would immediately take action to save her.

Just as both sides were thinking about this, Smith Tylor raised his hands, tired or something, and suddenly dropped his hands. A shiny black pistol appeared in his sleeves, and while Mu Shanshan was distracted, she quickly opened fire at the ground.

Lu Yan's eyes immediately flickered with a bright light. Before he had noticed Smith Tylor's unusual movements, the silver needle in his hand had long ago moved according to his will.

"Sou", he really did hit Smith Tylor's arm, but it did not cause any fatal injuries. As the other party was moving, they purposely formed a line of sight with Mu Shanshan.

Just as Lu Yan was about to make another injection, under his senses, the bullet that Smith Tylor had shot at the ground earlier suddenly exploded into an unpleasant odor.

"Crap, this is a Suffocation Bullet!"

was extremely familiar with the Suffocation Bullet, it was a type of bullet that could instantly suffocate a person, although it had a range of 50 metres, as long as it was thrown into the opponent's space, the explosion would release a foul-smelling Qi, if it was not properly handled, there was a possibility of fainting.

While Lu Yan pinched his nose and tried to control the air to absorb as much as possible, he shot the silver needles that were already waiting to be shot towards Smith Tylor.

"Ahh …"

Smith Tylor cried out in pain, a small hole had been pierced through his left chest by the silver needle, but even so, it did not cause much damage, he placed his finger into his mouth and whistled, sending a distress signal to his comrade.

He knew in his heart how powerful Lu Yan was, coupled with the fact that he was affected by the Qi of the Suffocation Bullet, that was why he was slow in walking, and got hit by Lu Yan's silver needles.

However, the scent that he smelt was not as strong as what Mu Shanshan had inhaled, so Mu Shanshan had long fainted on the ground, and from start to finish, she did not know what had happened.

Taking advantage of the previous attack, Lu Yan's figure flashed, and with one hand, he carried Mu Shanshan to another place in the air. After settling him down, when Lu Yan returned, he found that Smith Tylor was stumbling to find an escape route.

Lu Yan would never let him escape like that, he immediately followed along, the golden gun in his hand flashed, and he casually tapped it.

Bang!

An ear-piercing gunshot came out, causing Smith Tylor to be startled, he lowered his head and looked at the hole in his chest, and then slowly turned around, only to see Lu Yan shaking the Desert Eagle in his hand, and looking at him with a ridiculing smile.

Smith Tylor hesitated for a moment before asking, "Why is Wilson's gun in your hands?"

Lu Yan smirked and said: "Do you think your partner still has a chance of living? Since he's dead, of course his gun is in my hands. Hehe, you whistled just now probably to get help from him, right? I might as well tell you that he can no longer be your partner. "

Smith Tylor's face turned ashen, he looked at Lu Yan in a daze. He wanted to take revenge, but it was already impossible, because he was currently heavily injured.

"Oh, damn you, you actually killed him …"

"If you want to kill me, of course I have to fight back. Otherwise, wouldn't I be at a disadvantage?" Lu Yan sneered, then added: "Tell me, do you want to die, or live?"

Smith Tylor raised a smile, his face twisted as black blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. Then, he fell unconscious.

Lu Yan walked over and examined him. He realized that this fellow had already died from taking the poison, no wonder black blood came out of his mouth.

"He is a ruthless person even for someone who is so cruel to himself."

Lu Yan retorted as he picked up the black pistol on the ground, taking out the remaining six Suffocation Bullets from his magazine and putting them into the Desert Eagle's magazine.