Everything is over.

The battle lasts only one second.

Ye Xiao and the middle-aged man hugged each other like good friends.

Blood foam was already slowly emerging from the corners of the middle-aged man's mouth.

He looked at Ye Xiao calmly and suddenly grinned:

“Good Kung Fu.”

Ye Xiao's eyes were full of respect:

"You are better than me."

The middle-aged man shook his head with a wry smile:

"But I lost."

Ye Xiao nodded:

"You only have one hand, I am a sneak attack again. You lost wrongly, but this is not a contest. Sorry, if you have any last wishes, please say that I will definitely arrange it for you."

"Last wish?"

The middle-aged man seemed stunned. His eyes finally moved away from Ye Xiao's eyes, then looked up at the sky and muttered to himself:

"What other wishes can I have? I knew that there would be such a day, but it's a pity, no... it's a pity."

Ye Xiao reached out with great alertness, took the black box from the middle-aged man's shoulder, and then held the middle-aged man and leaned against the street. Then he squatted in front of him and said seriously:

"I think I am the best killer in the world, but you...!"

Middle-aged man smiled strangely:

"I am not the killer of this world. I come from the ark and am loyal to the temple."

Ye Xiao's pupils suddenly trembled violently.

ark?

Temple?

What the hell is this?

He suddenly looked at the middle-aged man and said:

"If you are willing to tell me your secret, then...I can...let you go, I see nostalgia in your eyes, you have a wife and children, right?"

The middle-aged man looked at Ye Xiao in an extremely strange way.

After a long time, he grinned and laughed.
Chapter completed!