Ma'am, I like you!

In a burst of flames, King Wutian seemed to be practicing chopping, but every time he chopped his long knife, a burst of flames would be emitted, and he himself was not injured at all!

Ye Ying immediately pulled the safety catch with his thumb, took out the pistol with his right hand and continued to shoot, while with his left hand he threw the grenade at General Takeda.

As soon as the magazine was fired, Nighthawk immediately lay down on the ground to protect his head with both hands, and at the same second, an explosion sound came from the place where King Takeda was.

The smoke filled the air, and Nighthawk quickly got up, and among the dust, he saw pieces of rags.

It was the clothes of King General Takeda, Nighthawk was quite sure.

"After all, he is still a primitive man."

After saying this, Nighthawk still heaved a sigh of relief.

This battle can be said to be the most unbelievable one he has ever encountered. He has seen enemies who are fully armed and have cutting-edge technology, and he has also seen opponents whose marksmanship can match him, but he has never seen this kind of opponent who can block bullets with a knife. /player.

At the same time, Shinobu slowly got up at this time, the wound on his body was scabbed with blood, but just when he was about to speak, he heard a coughing sound from behind.

The pupils shrunk to pinpoints, Nighthawk seemed to lose his soul in an instant, and his mind went blank.

A gust of wind blew by, King Wutian swung his sword, and the smoke cleared away, revealing his figure.

There were a lot of damage to his clothes and a lot of burnt hair, but he was still standing there with a few scratches on his face and arms.

how can that be!

Before Nighthawk had time to draw out his gun again, he saw King Wutian swinging his long knife, picking up the dirt and stones on the mountain on the ground.

Bang bang bang bang!Four times, accompanied by Nighthawk's screams, his legs bent and he knelt down on the ground, his shoulders were also dislocated, hanging powerlessly.

King Takeda put away his long sword and slowly walked towards Nighthawk. Shinobu's eyes were full of fear. Although he regained his ability to move, it was difficult for him to even walk, let alone face this legendary figure. .

"Sword, sword god...my lord."

Hearing Shinobu's voice, General Takeda frowned slightly, but at this moment a bell rang out from his pocket.

Both Shinobu and Nighthawk were taken aback for a moment.

On the other hand, King Takeda took out a modern full-screen mobile phone and put it to his ear.

"Hey?"

"Are you okay? Why is it taking so long?"

A woman's voice came from the other end of the phone. Because the mountain was very quiet, both Ye Ying and Shinobu could clearly hear the voice on the phone of General Takeda.

"I was injured a little bit," General Takeda said.

"What?!" The tone on the other end of the phone was full of surprise, and then suddenly changed into incomprehensible:

"Why are you so good?!"

King Takeda frowned: "I didn't know he had a grenade."

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After a brief exchange of status, King Takeda hung up the phone and put the phone back into the inner pocket of his clothes.

King Takeda came to Yataka and Shinobu, and Yataka opened his mouth to say something, but King Takeda slapped a palm on the back of his neck and collapsed to the ground.

"Sword God, my lord...why, you help her?"

Although King Takeda came towards Shinobu, there was no fear on Shinobu's face, instead there was confusion and bewilderment.

He also knew for a long time that this Dongying Sword God, the person standing at the top is currently in Qingyun City, but no matter how he thinks about it, he can't associate "Dongying Sword God" with Su Ming.

Although he had that thought for a moment not long ago, it was immediately extinguished, but when he was about to patrol around Nighthawk, he was stopped by King Wutian who suddenly appeared.

Ren resisted, and the result was three hits on his back. If he hadn't dodged in time, he would have almost died suddenly.

At that time, Shinobu also understood the gap between himself and this legendary figure.

This is the realm he has always dreamed of, but when he actually touches it now, he is not far from the edge of death.

He couldn't figure it out, and confusion even overcame fear, allowing him to speak out.

However, King Takeda ignored him, and Shinobu said seriously at this time: "How much did she pay you?!"

This is the most direct reason that Shinobi can think of, and it is also the most likely reason.

"Zero." General Takeda replied.

"What?" There was shock in Shinobi's eyes, and then he saw King Takeda pick up the gun on the ground.

"She only gave me one promise, and you can't keep that promise."

"Why?" Can't help asking.

"You guys are too good."

"..."

Shinobu can be sure that that woman is not the opponent of King Takeda, and King Takeda is a long-established sword god. Although the woman has some skills, she is only in her 20s at most, and it is impossible for the two of them to have a long-term friendship.

He was able to invite General Takeda, and in just ten days he laid a net of heaven and earth. Such a person suddenly appeared in this operation and became a high iron wall.

And thinking about it now, what's weird is that the woman actually showed her flaws on the tenth day as if she had timed them right, and they actually had to keep up.

Shinobu thought a lot, but after he finished thinking, he lost consciousness.

King Takeda took out his mobile phone, read the text message, took it back, threw the gun into his satchel, and then walked down the mountain with a nighthawk and Shinobu who had passed out in one hand.

Not long after, a black figure appeared in the darkness. The man covered his shoulders and stared at Shinobu with his head down.

"He's not dead?"

"Leave it to King Wu." After King Wutian finished speaking, he paused and said to Soi Ying, "I will leave him to you."

Soi Ying nodded, bowed to General Takeda, and then left.

King Wutian walked very fast, but he did not choose the small path to go to the road around the mountain, but chose to go down the cliff quickly until the abyss between the cliffs became smaller and smaller, and King Wutian jumped onto a big tree , stepped on the crown of the tree and flew over an abyss of more than [-] meters to the opposite bank.

Not long after he walked, he came to a dilapidated house.

It is not far from Wangxian Tower. It used to be the place where materials were stored when Wangxian Tower was built, but it has been abandoned now.

Except for a dilapidated roof that was blown by the wind, there was only a rusty shipping container left.

Bang bang!

King Takeda threw the two people in his hands into the weed-covered container, then put the bag on the ground, and stood there with his eyes closed.

Not long after, the roar of a car engine came from a distance, and it clearly entered the ears of King Takeda.

He opened his eyes just in time to see a light on the road in the distance.

A minute later, a black car drove in.

Su Ming got off the driver's seat, glanced at the people in the container, and then looked at King General Takeda in surprise.

Unexpectedly, he was really injured.

"It's just the two of them. I walked through the area before and found no one else." General Takeda said.

Su Ming nodded, and she looked at the tennis bag on the ground, revealing a black magazine inside.

"You didn't touch the fingerprints, did you..."

"I can erase."

Before Su Ming could finish speaking, King Wutian said calmly.

"That's the best." Su Ming nodded.

Then she bent down and took out a pistol from her bag, checked the magazine, loaded it and closed the safety pin, put it in the back pocket of Su Ming, and walked into the container.

"How to wake them up?" Su Ming tried to kick the two of them's feet but there was no response, so she had to ask Prince Takeda.

King Takeda did not speak, but slammed the container with the hilt of his knife.

There was a piercing sound, and Su Ming frowned slightly, while Ye Ying and Shinobu, who were originally unconscious, immediately opened their eyes with painful expressions.

When seeing Su Ming, Ren's face was stunned.

But Nighthawk was startled.

"It's you!"

Although he didn't know Su Mingguo's name, he still remembered the action not long ago.

But before he could speak, something cold was pressed against his forehead.

"name."

Su Ming opened the safety pin with her thumb, looked down at Nighthawk leaning on the iron sheet and said.

The previous actions became reality at this moment.

"Night, Nighthawk."

Knowing that his life is now in the hands of others, and judging from his previous performance, he has roughly guessed that the woman in front of him is the person Shinobu said, and is also the "culprit" that made their action fail this time.

"Nighthawk?" Su Ming frowned, she had never heard of this name before.

"Who are you working for?" Su Ming continued to ask.

Nighthawk remained silent.

Su Ming suddenly showed a smile: "Since you don't want to say it, then there is no need to live."

Under Nighthawk's startled expression, she pulled the trigger.

The gun backed away, revealing the pitch-black barrel, Nighthawk's heartbeat stopped at this moment.

However, the spark did not appear until the gun body returned to its position, and his heartbeat appeared again in the next second.

He is not dead yet.

There are no rounds in the pistol.

But before he could heave a sigh of relief that he was still alive, he saw Su Ming take out an oval round from his pocket and insert it into the magazine.

"Sorry, I was a little nervous for the first time and forgot to reload." Su Ming said apologetically.

The movement of her hand didn't stop. After she loaded the gun, she pointed to Nighthawk's forehead again.

Su Ming exerted a little force on her index finger, as if the trigger would be pulled as long as she had more strength, and at the same time, she repeated the question just now:

"Who are you working for?"

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The cold forehead made Nighthawk's thinking extremely clear at this moment. He clearly heard Su Ming's voice, and also clearly saw Su Ming's finger that was about to be snapped off at any time.

He thought about a surprise counterattack, but his hands and feet seemed to be imprisoned by invisible chains, and he couldn't move at all.

This is undoubtedly the "masterpiece" of King Takeda, and King Takeda, the human being who can block grenades, is standing beside Su Ming.

Nighthawk understood that if he didn't speak again, Su Ming might get nervous again.

But this time the result is definitely different, and the Shinobu beside him is still alive, even if he dies, there will be another substitute, so he dare not gamble.

"I... I don't know either." Just as the firing pin of the pistol was getting closer and closer to the back, Nighthawk immediately opened his mouth and said in a dry voice.

Seeing Su Ming's slightly raised eyebrows, and still not loosening his fingers, Nighthawk quickly said again: "We are only responsible for receiving tasks, and we have no authority to know who issued the tasks."

"What's the name of your organization?" Su Ming asked.

"No name." Nighthawk shook his head: "We register through the deep network, and then the mission objectives and content are directly notified to us."

"Oh!"

"what!!"

With a gunshot and a scream, Nighthawk's calf trembled. Although the calf was still immobile, the pain could still be felt.

Nighthawk took a breath and saw that Su Ming inserted another bullet into the magazine.

Only one at a time, and the movement is very slow, but in the eyes of Nighthawk, this kind of torture is more uncomfortable than killing him.

"Did you think about this moment when you shot?" Su Ming slowly pushed the magazine in and asked.

"She's just a female college student who just graduated. She doesn't even know how to dress up. She only knows how to play games, and she hasn't done anything harmful. Why do you use this kind of thing to hurt her?" Su Ming looked at Shinobu.

Ren bowed his head and said nothing, and Ye Ying snorted coldly at this time: "We are only collecting money to do things, what does it matter who she is to us?"