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At first, Xiao Chuhuan was filled with confidence, thinking that she had the upper hand and that she could completely dominate Ye Zheng.

Although Ye Zheng was strong and cold, he was still a man after all.

Now, she finally realized that she was wrong.

The mistake was outrageous!

Ye Zheng, this somewhat reserved and arrogant person, also had a wild and cold side.

"You will regret it!"

Xiao Chuhuan's voice actually carried a trace of a crying tone.

Ye Zheng coldly said, "Let me tell you two things: Firstly, you aren't as enchanting as I thought you were. Secondly, when it comes to perverts, no one in Nanguo City can compare to you and your brother. "

Xiao Chuhuan's beautiful eyes were filled with venom as she glared fiercely at Ye Zheng and said: "You … It's simply not human! "

"Yes, I am a wolf walking upright. "Also, leave me alone now."

Ye Zheng said.

Xiao Chuhuan moved her neck, and then swung the shackles at the back: "Are you planning on letting me out like this?"

"It doesn't matter, you won't have a sense of shame."

Ye Zheng's words were as sharp as knives.

As expected, anger surfaced on Xiao Chuhuan's face, as if she wanted to tear this man in front of him to shreds and eat him.

If she had a weapon in her hand, she would definitely use it on Ye Zheng without hesitation.

Suddenly, the door to the room was kicked open. "Pu pu pu!"

A few deep sounds came out. Ye Zheng's body slipped and sat on the ground. Three holes appeared on the sofa behind him.

He knew, this was a hand rod with a silencer!

"Bang!"

Ye Zheng's right foot flicked, and the wooden tea table flew towards the door.

The direction of the opponent's shot was clearly interfered with. The next two shots hit the ceiling light, causing everything to turn pitch black.

"Ye Zheng!"

Xiao Chuhuan shouted nervously.

In the darkness, a few sparks of flame shot out from a firearm.

Ye Zheng pounced on Xiao Chuhuan, a bullet grazed past his hair and struck the decorating board of the room, causing wood shavings to fly everywhere.

The shooting stopped, Ye Zheng knew that he had already used up all the bullets in the box. The assassin was either changing to a magazine or taking the chance to escape.

His figure flashed as he rushed towards the door. He saw a figure dressed in black flash at the end of the corridor and disappear. The figure was extremely agile.

Xiao Chuhuan also came out. Her hands were still locked behind her back and she still had a collar around her neck.

Looking at Ye Zheng, she actually felt a sense of warmth in her heart. Although Ye Zheng's words were harsh and annoying, and he even poured ice water on his head, just a moment ago, facing the bullets that flew everywhere, this man had bravely blocked in front of his without caring about his own safety.

Anger and determination appeared in Ye Zheng's eyes: Hiring a hitman to deal with him, this has already exceeded the limit.

He did not care about Xiao Chuhuan, and sprinted out, chasing after the assassin.

The killer did not go through the hall, but through the back door and down the stairs.

Ye Zheng chased relentlessly.

"Moonlight!"

The back alley of the nightclub was messy and dirty, littered with trash and debris.

The killer suddenly turned his head and gasped for breath, the gun in his hand aimed straight at Ye Zheng.

The distance between them was only five meters.

The assassin was very confident. At this distance, no one could escape his bullets.

"Who sent you?"

Ye Zheng asked.

"Go to hell and slowly investigate."

The assassin's smile was like that of a venomous snake.

Ye Zheng actually laughed out loud. "Do you think that by bringing your weapon, you can clear the gap in strength?"

"A fist is no match for a bullet."

The assassin sneered and pulled the trigger.

There were some skills in the bare-handed Fighting Techniques that could only be used against firearm wielding people, but they could only be used in close combat.

In the so-called "firearm safety distance"

Inside, no matter how refined the Fighting Techniques was, it could not be used, and could only accept his own fate.

Ye Zheng shook his head, and a deadly bullet flew past his ear.

Then, his figure flashed past like a ghost.

The assassin felt his wrist go numb as the weapon was already in Ye Zheng's hands.

No matter how strong the "Weapons Specialist" was, it was nothing.

After all, they were made of flesh and blood.

In this move, Ye Zheng took a huge risk. His movements were swift and fierce, approaching the limits of his own speed.

"Crack!"

Ye Zheng grabbed the weapon, took off the condom at the same time, and threw it far away on the ground.

The assassin suddenly flicked his wrist and a sharp dagger came out from his sleeve.

The edge of the blade swept upwards, heading straight for Ye Zheng's throat, his moves were extremely ruthless and shrewd.

Ye Zheng's attacks were concise and effective.

His first kick sent his opponent's short knife flying. He turned around and, with the help of the spinning force, used the "Spinning Kick".

The assassin groaned as his body was almost sent flying. He crashed into the trash can and fell into the mud.

"Hehe, still not resigned?"

Ye Zheng smiled and followed suit.

The hitman was unarmed, but he was not afraid. He waved his fist, and a kick flew out towards Ye Zheng's chest. Obviously, he had received good training in combat.

However, facing Ye Zheng, his Fighting Techniques could only be considered as a joke.

Ye Zheng stepped forward. A short and powerful punch tore apart his defense and broke two of his ribs.

The assassin cried out miserably. He fell on his back, unable to struggle.

"Who sent you?"

Ye Zheng squatted in front of the killer and asked.

"In my line of work, I had the will to die a long time ago."

The killer's hoarse voice said.

"Xiao Qingyun sent you?"

Ye Zheng's expression was terrifyingly dark, "Since he's using a firearm, it means that the battle between us has to end with death."

The assassin laughed. "Since I have already stuffed my hand into the tiger's mouth, how can I hope to survive?"

Ye Zheng stared into his eyes and said: "I don't want to kill people in the city."

He stood up, gave the killer a cold look, then turned around and walked away.

The Ye Zheng who had experienced hundreds of battles, had actually exposed his back to the enemy?

How could he make such a lowly mistake?

The assassin bent his body and reached out his hand to touch his leg.

He had two weapons: a Sig Sauer P226 semi-automatic weapon with a silencer, a bulletproof weapon for assassination, and a small PPK for defensive purposes at critical moments.

"Pfft!"

As if tearing through leather, the assassin lay on the ground, dead. His eyes were filled with fear and disbelief.

On his throat, there was a small and exquisite steel cone.

Xiao Chuhuan stood at a place not far away as she looked at Ye Zheng complacently, and said: "I saved you!"

Ye Zheng sighed, and silently walked toward the alley entrance.

In fact, he gave the killer a choice: If he could give up, he could keep his life; if he still wanted to ambush, Ye Zheng had his own methods to retaliate.

The hitman chose to die, it was just that he did not think that Xiao Chuhuan, the girl, would be the one fighting in front.

"We're even."

Xiao Chuhuan pulled Ye Zheng's arm.

Ye Zheng waved his hands, getting rid of her pestering, and left the alley tiredly.