47: C47 This Was the Real Killer

C47 This Was the Real Killer

That's the real killer.

"Mr. Hsiang Yang, what should we do next? Do you want me to call my dad?" Sun Qingya became excited when she heard that Hsiang Yang was a killer.

"He is a killer. Why are you so excited?" Hsiang Yang looked at Sun Qingya curiously.

"Ah, if we were not strong enough to meet an assassin, it would be a tragedy. But with Mr. Hsiang Yang around, all assassins are just here to deliver food. How can I not be excited to see you show off your divine might again? " Sun Qingya said as if it was a matter of course.

" You think too highly of me. I am not invincible. A true expert is much more powerful than me. " Hsiang Yang looked at Sun Qingya with a bitter smile. He felt that there was something wrong with this girl's thinking, so he had to correct her.

"Anyway, in my eyes, my Mr. Hsiang Yang is invincible." Sun Qingya's eyes flashed with an inexplicable trust. This was a trust without any regard for anything, without any conditions.

Seeing the firm look in Sun Qingya's eyes, Hsiang Yang was touched. He touched her head and said softly, "You are really a silly girl."

"Hehe, I am not stupid." Sun Qingya said with a smile.

"Sorry to bother you. This is the third dish." At this time, the middle-aged man walked over with another plate of dishes. As he spoke, his eyes stared straight at Sun Qingya. Strands of killing intent filled the air.

"It's getting close. I will be able to get it soon. The ten million yuan reward is in my hands just like that. It is really too simple." The middle-aged man thought complacently in his heart.

He was not a very famous assassin. Ten million yuan was already very high for him. When he thought about how he was about to complete the mission and get ten million yuan, he was extremely excited.

He was already prepared. He took another two steps forward. He directly made a move and stabbed Sun Qingya's heart with the dagger hidden in his sleeve. He believed that with his speed, even a martial arts master would not be able to react in time. Not to mention an ordinary little girl like Sun Qingya.

"This task is really too easy. Tsk tsk. It's really my good luck to be able to easily earn ten million. After getting the money, you can go overseas for a few months and enjoy yourself. After you've had enough fun, you can take on missions. " The middle-aged man had even planned to go to a few famous foreign places to have fun after getting the ten million yuan. He would take on the mission after the money was used up.

Assassins were free from life and death situations. They came very quickly. Accepting a mission would cost hundreds of thousands or even tens of millions of yuan, but they spent even faster. Because they knew that they wouldn't be able to work in the assassination industry for long. When the mission failed, it would be the moment when they would lose their lives. Other than the time when they were earning money from the mission, the rest of their time was spent enjoying it. When they had money, they would enjoy it with all their might. When they had no money, they would do so with all their might. The ultimate enjoyment and the ultimate struggle to earn money, this was their life.

The middle-aged man was obviously just an ordinary assassin. He was lucky enough to accept the task of assassinating Sun Qingya. If Sun Qingya was not with Hsiang Yang, he would be able to get a reward of ten million after completing the task. His chance of completing the task could be said to be eighty to ninety percent. But... He didn't expect to meet Hsiang Yang when he went out.

When the middle-aged man took a step forward and was about to take out the dagger from his sleeve to stab Sun Qingya, a figure suddenly flashed in front of him and a bright smile appeared in front of him.

"Get lost!"

The middle-aged assassin who was originally reserved suddenly became angry. He was right. He was only one step away from success but you blocked me. Go to hell.

With this thought, he threw the plate of dishes in his hand toward Hsiang Yang's head. The dagger in his right sleeve slipped out and slashed at Hsiang Yang's neck. This series of movements was smooth and natural. No wonder he was a professional killer.

"Since you want to die, then go die first." The middle-aged killer had a ferocious look on his face. As a professional killer, his original target was only Sun Qingya. However, since Hsiang Yang was standing in front of him and preventing him from completing the mission, he didn't mind killing Hsiang Yang first before killing Sun Qingya.

"As an assassin, you are really unprofessional. Sigh."

Hsiang Yang sighed. After dodging the dishes thrown at him, his right hand moved like lightning and grabbed the middle-aged assassin's hand holding the dagger.

"Let me go." The middle-aged assassin wanted to break free from Hsiang Yang's hand, but he found that Hsiang Yang's hand was too strong. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

"Bastard!" The middle-aged assassin's face revealed an angry expression. He furiously roared at Hsiang Yang, "Who are you?! Do you know who I am? How dare you stop me?"

" Interesting. It is rare for a small assassin to be so arrogant. " Hsiang Yang chuckled.

"Bang!"

Right at this moment, a cold light flashed in the middle-aged assassin's eyes. His right leg kicked towards Hsiang Yang. A blade shot out from the tip of his shoe. The blade was shining with a sharp light. If he was kicked, it would be the same as being stabbed by a knife.

"Sigh, I'm already tired of this kind of trick. Why do you still use such an old-fashioned method?" Hsiang Yang sighed. His right leg kicked out like lightning, landing on the middle-aged assassin's calf. With a cracking sound, the middle-aged assassin's calf had been broken. His whole leg was twisted.

"Puchi!"

Just when Hsiang Yang thought that the middle-aged assassin had run out of skills, he saw the middle-aged assassin suddenly open his mouth and blow with all his strength. A cold light shot out from his mouth towards Hsiang Yang's eyes.

"It's possible to hide needles in your mouth, but it's still not innovative enough."

Hsiang Yang smiled softly and attacked with his left hand at lightning speed. Under the middle-aged assassin's incredulous gaze, Hsiang Yang's left index and middle fingers caught a needle that was flashing with a blue light.

"It's poisoned. It's stained with blood to seal the throat." Hsiang Yang chuckled and looked at the middle-aged assassin's left hand. "You still have one hand and one leg. Use whatever means you have, so that others won't say I won't give you a chance."

"Bastard."

The middle-aged assassin was on the verge of tears. How could he bully others like this? I know that you are an expert. You can block all of my attacks, but you can't bully others like this. This is too much.

His remaining hand and leg were still empty. However, he was a left-handed man. His left hand and left foot didn't have any means of attacking at all.

"You aren't going to move? You're not going to admit defeat just like that, are you? You are an assassin, how can an assassin just sit there and wait for death? If you want to fight back, you have to fight back, okay?"

Hsiang Yang patiently taught the middle-aged assassin.

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The middle-aged assassin felt that he was really unlucky today. Not only had he encountered an expert... The assassination didn't succeed, but this expert was also a madman. It's fine if you catch me, but give me a quick death. Since the day I became an assassin, I have already thought of the consequences, but why are you still talking so much?

"If you want to kill me, then kill me. Don't talk nonsense."

The middle-aged assassin's words stunned Hsiang Yang. "You actually wasted your left hand and left foot? My god, what kind of killer are you? You must have just joined the sect not long ago. Otherwise, how can you live so long with such a childish attitude? Forget it. Wait here for a while. I'll catch a real killer and show you what a real killer is. "

As he spoke, he patted the middle-aged killer's body. Then, his body floated into the darkness and disappeared.

"A good opportunity." The middle-aged assassin saw that Hsiang Yang had left Sun Qingya alone on the spot. Instantly, his heart was filled with endless joy. In just ten seconds, he would be able to get rid of Sun Qingya and leave. It was truly heaven's help to him.

"Eh? Why can't I move?"

When the middle-aged assassin was about to kill Sun Qingya, he realized that there was not a single muscle in his body that could move. With his mind, he could not move his hands and feet. Even the speed of his eyes turning became slower.

"What is going on?" The middle-aged assassin panicked. Although he was an assassin, he was only an ordinary person. After feeling that he could not move, his eyes revealed a look of fear, thinking that he had seen a ghost.

"Mr. Hsiang Yang!" Sun Qingya saw Hsiang Yang leaving her alone to face the middle-aged assassin. She panicked a little and quickly shouted.

"Ah, here it is."

As soon as Sun Qingya finished speaking, she heard a clear voice coming from not far away. Then she saw Hsiang Yang walking out of the darkness with a man in his hand.

"Bang!"

He casually threw the man onto the ground. Sun Qingya and the middle-aged assassin were attracted by the man on the ground at the same time. It was a man in black with a veil covering his face. He wore black clothes, a black veil, and black shoes. He looked like a black man, but his figure was slim. He seemed to be a woman.

"Look, this kind of dressing is more like a real killer, understand?" Hsiang Yang pointed at the killer on the ground and said to the middle-aged killer.

"

The middle-aged assassin really wanted to tell Hsiang Yang that this method was already outdated. Now, assassins need to have all kinds of occupations and know how to hide in order to be able to kill with a single strike. The success rate of the black veil was even lower, but he was restrained by Hsiang Yang. He couldn't make a sound.

"Mr. Hsiang Yang, where did this person come from?" Sun Qingya curiously squatted down and looked at the man in black who was thrown on the ground and could not move.

"She was the assassin who hid in the dark and followed you for the whole afternoon. This guy is the real killer. He is a ninja from R Country. It is good to be patient." Hsiang Yang said with a laugh.

"Wow, people of R Country, are you for real?" Sun Qingya exclaimed and reached out her hand to take off the black clothed assassin's veil.

"Don't move, it's poisonous."

Hsiang Yang quickly stopped Sun Qingya.

"Even the veil is poisonous?" Sun Qingya was shocked.0

"Of course. The Ninja assassins in R Country are all weapons. Those who are not familiar with them, even if they are twice as strong as them, they will still be killed." Hsiang Yang took off the veil of the assassin and revealed a delicate face. It was actually an extremely beautiful woman.

She had an oval face, red phoenix eyes, and a perky nose. Her cherry lips were pouting with an alluring scent, and her curvy figure, which was covered by her black clothes, made her look like a peerless beauty.

"Is she really a killer?" Sun Qingya stared dumbfoundedly at the black clothed woman on the ground. She could not figure it out. Why did such a beautiful woman want to be a killer? Hmm. If there had to be a reason, then her breasts were too small. It had to be so.

Sun Qingya looked at the flat chest of the other party and found a reasonable reason for herself in her heart.

"Do you feel that her chest is too small?" Hsiang Yang asked with a smile.

"Yes, yes." Sun Qingya nodded awkwardly when Hsiang Yang saw through her thoughts. She muttered, "This is really abnormal. Such a good figure, but her chest is too small."

"The female assassin in black looked at Sun Qingya with a man-eating gaze. If she could speak and move, she must prove to Sun Qingya who was the bigger one."

"Haha, she has been restrained. She should not be small." Hsiang Yang laughed and said.

"Ah, have you seen it?" Sun Qingya stared at Hsiang Yang with her eyes wide open.

"No." Hsiang Yang.

"Then why did you know she was tied up?"

"I guessed."

"......"

"Alright, call your dad quickly and ask him to send someone to bring this guy back for interrogation." Hsiang Yang said hastily.

"En, alright." Sun Qingya quickly picked up her phone. Before the call connected, she pointed at the female assassin in black on the ground in confusion, "And this? Don't you want to give her to me?"

"She, I have some use for her." Hsiang Yang chuckled and looked at the female assassin in black. He muttered in his heart, This ninja seems to really be a member of the Yagyuu family. Sigh, it's so complicated. Why did I agree to old ghost Yagyuu on impulse back then? I want to spare his descendants' lives.

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