Chapter 122

If the little demon is not because his lover is a hostage and the old monster is not because he is a hostage, both the little demon and the old monster will swear.

The hand is an old monster's hand, and the person who answers the question is a little demon. What's the relationship with you? What's your nervousness? We should be nervous, OK?

Fang Yan waved his hand to indicate that it was not counted that time.

He put one hand on the old monster's wrists and the other hand on the five fingers of his right hand and said, "come on, that time didn't count. The game goes on - the first question is, where did you learn Tai Chi?"

The little demon looked at the old monster, like he wanted to talk but stopped.

Click!

Fang Yan's fingers snapped and broke one of the old monster's fingers.

"HMM."

because Fang Yan used too much force this time, he almost broke the old monster's fingers to 90 degrees. Even though the old monster has experienced many battles, some of them can't bear the pain. Forced to bite his teeth and snorted.

"What are you doing?" The little demon roared. Move your right foot forward, ready to attack before the war. "You did it on purpose."

"Not bad. This time it was intentional. " Fang Yan said frankly. "I didn't explain the rules of the game clearly just now. I'll add a few more. When I ask a question, the person who answers the question can't hesitate, can't delay the time, can't talk with you two, even the eye contact can't -- who knows if you have any chips in your eyes, can send information through your eyes or not. "

"You didn't explain the rules clearly. Why did you fold his fingers?" Said the little demon angrily. "Why should your fault be borne by others?"

Fang Yan sneers and looks at the little demon and says, "you are a killer, not a naive child - don't you know better than me? Now, you are in my hands. Every word I say is a rule. Everything I do is a rule. Whether it's my fault or not, I say it's your fault, that's your fault - did you tell me the rules when you killed me? No. "

"-------" the little demon wanted to talk. Fang Yan said that, she really can't refute. If they had, Fang Yan would have become a dead man. They won't tell him the rules, the rules and the idiotic games of quick questions and quick answers.

A philosopher in the world of killers said: wasting time equals to chronic suicide.

"Understand?" Fang Yan asked with a smile. "If we understand, let's start again - first, who sent you to kill me?"

"-------" the little demon's mouth opened and quickly closed.

This fox is a cunning guy, this hyena is a cunning bastard. He played tricks on them, he played interrogation psychology with them.

Fang Yan breaks the first finger of the old monster when the little demon and the old monster are unprepared. That's to make them tense and ready to answer any questions raised by Fang Yan at any time. Because you don't know what he's doing, and you don't know when he's going to do it - he makes you defenseless, but you have to.

Fang Yan breaks the second finger of the old monster and gives the reason that the little demon answers the question too slowly and is suspected of eye contact. Because of hesitation and pause, the old monster broke a finger. This makes the spirit of the little demon and the old monster more concentrated. They have even put the answer to their lips. As long as Fang Yan asks a question again, they will immediately say the answer he wants -

however, the third question he asks is who is behind the scenes. He suddenly changed the question, and they almost blurted out the answer.

Fortunately, their quick response stifled the answer to the question. If they divulge the buyer's information, they will violate the killer's professionalism. They will not only be difficult to stand in this industry, but also be hunted by the organization.

Killer Creed 1: kill the target.

Killer creed 2: do not disclose employer information.

Killer creed 3: loyalty to the first employer.

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Fang Yan looks at the old monster caught in his hand, and at the lucky eyes of the little demon in front of him. He can't help but be happy. "Do you think I'm smart?" he said

"------"

CLICK!

Fang Yan slowly broke the third finger of the old monster.

Fang Yan patted the old monster on the back of his hand and said, "this time it's the price of refusing to answer questions."

The old monster and the little demon stare at Fang Yan maliciously. They are almost blown up by this boy.

Play!

They couldn't help but think of such words.

He is playing with them, their bodies and their feelings -

they are killers. One - --- no, two famous killers have been played with like this, which is an insult.

"You can kill me." The old monster looked at Fang Yan and said. "But I can assure you that you will be in danger all your life and will be taken away at any time.""Is this a threat?" Fang Yan said sarcastically. "The knife in your hand can't scare me. You think two lips can do what the knife can't do?"

"What do you want?" Said the little demon. "We can trade."

"You are not qualified to trade with me. Answer my first question first. Where did you learn Tai Chi? " Fang Yan asked again.

After confirming the contents of Fang Yan's questions, the little demon said in a low voice, "we have learned from Wen for a while -"

"Wen's Taiji?" Fang Yan asked. Wen Taiji is a branch of Chen Taiji and a main branch of Chinese Taiji. Wen relaxed is a famous Taiji master in China, known as "the swallow in the cloud". Fang Yan saw with his own eyes that the old man wenrelaxed, dressed in a white Tang suit, stepped on the edge of the copper basin with one foot and walked along it. There was nothing in the copper basin but it would not tilt to one side. Wen relaxed old man's posture is like flying in the clouds, swallows walking, so it has the nickname of the swallows in the clouds.

Fang Yan looked at the little demon carefully and said, "who are you

The little demon is silent.

Fang Yan suddenly thought of a secret, and asked in a startled voice, "are you wen relaxed's deserter?"

It is said that when Wen was young, there were more than 2, one was more disciples, the other was more women. One of the disciples fell in love with his favorite lover. He didn't know how to deal with this matter. Wen relaxed and furious. He threatened to kill them. Both disciples and lovers fled, and no one heard from them.

There are few people who know this matter. Fang Yan also didn't want to hear the words.

Now I hear that the little demons say that they have learned Tai Chi with Wen relaxed. Are they the lovers and apprentices that Wen relaxed drove away?

"Tai Chi was originally a national skill to strengthen the body, but you took it to kill people ---- killing bad people is also OK, even my peers also kill. Do you have a conscience? "

"The killer takes money to do things, and doesn't care about the cause and effect of good and evil." Said the old monster in a cold voice.

"It sounds natural and unrestrained." Fang Yan sneers. "You have two fingers in your hand, and I happen to have two more questions to ask -- first, who sent you to kill me?"

Little demon and old monster don't answer.

Click!

Fang Yan tried again and broke the fourth finger of the old monster.

"This hand has the best finger, and I have one last question -" Fang Yan said. "Who sent you to kill me?"

This is the last question and the last opportunity.

If they still don't want to answer, Fang Yan doesn't mind showing them the violence of gentle men.

"I don't know." Said the old monster. "No one knows. They are connected through organization - "

" I am not satisfied with the answer. I want to say sorry to you again, "Fang Yan said.

At this time, the little demon held the blade and rushed towards Fang Yan fiercely. It's a gesture to die with your lover.

Fang Yan tugged at the old monster's wrist and pushed his body out.

The old monster is his natural shield. He doesn't believe that the little demon dares to use his sword against the old monster. Old monsters don't die, Fang Yan has no worries.

Soon, Fang Yan knew he was wrong.

The little demon really stabbed the old monster. Moreover, the knife is quite fierce and cruel.

The blade in her hand is just a kind of cover. I don't know when, the blade has been replaced by a long prismatic long knife.

The long knife slashed hard on the old monster's arm. Because it was too hard, it cut off the arm that Fang Yan held.

Sniff -

there was a lot of smoke around Fangyan, and a flame came towards Fangyan.

Fang Yan waves this half broken arm to fly those burning phosphorites. When his eyes can see things, what he sees is that the little demon and the old monster are holding hands and jumping down to the Tiger Leaping Gorge at the same time.

The mountain wind is howling, and the canyon is immeasurable.

Suicide?

No, it's for survival.

After they descended a certain distance, a big black cloth suddenly bulged up behind them. The black cloth unfolded against the strong wind and became a natural parachute.

In the back of the little demon, even equipped with a miniature parachute bag. It seems that they chose Tiger Leaping Gorge as their attack point for a reason.

Fang Yan stood in the canyon and watched for a long time. He did not take back his sight until their figure disappeared.

Holding up half of his bloody arm, Fang Yan exclaimed: "killer killer -- at the critical moment, kill his own hand."

Fang Yan thinks that they are so cruel that ordinary people can't do it.

PS: Lao Liu has arrived in Shenzhen. Guys, I'll see you tomorrow