At night, the sky in Kyoto was covered in haze. The man in black suddenly appeared, and his cultivation was not weak. Although he had only passed one move, Chen Yuyang had already felt that the other party had at least had the quasi-saint cultivation level. What made him even more difficult to understand was that the other party had a familiar aura on his body. This aura seemed to be Yang Ming, Hongjun, and there was a little bit of the rest that was unclear and unclear.

"Who is he? Why does he feel so familiar?" Chen Yuyang murmured to himself as he paced.

Lighting a cigarette and taking a sip, the heart and lungs suddenly felt as if they were hit. After coughing twice, Chen Yuyang felt a chest tightness in his chest and thought to himself: This is the first time in so many years that he felt like this and was injured? No. But it seems to be a kind of sadness and sadness that he has never had before.

Throw away the cigarette butts, and under the dim lights on the street, the footsteps of the tapping, suddenly, Chen Yuyang raised his head suddenly, and a muffled sound in the darkness, cutting through the sky. Chen Yuyang said in surprise: "Heavy sniper!" Then, a hint of disgust appeared in his eyes, and said: "Disgusting spider!"

The next moment the gunshot sounded, Chen Yuyang had disappeared from the spot. On the tall building opposite the street, the sniper screamed coldly. The gunshot glasses kept moving, as if they wanted to find Chen Yuyang's traces. Just as he was fully focused, a cold voice sounded behind him, saying, "Are you looking for me?"

The sniper dressed in black, like a ghost in the world, was shocked and quickly turned the gun head, but there was no figure behind him. His cautious movement and with the keen sense of the killer himself, the sniper was sensing the slightest fluctuations and breath in the air. He wanted to find Chen Yuyang's position.

However, he became more and more frightened because he couldn't feel the other person's breathing at all. He couldn't even feel his heartbeat.

Just as he was panicking, his hands stretched out from the darkness, pure and flawless, like white jade, pointed his fingers on the sniper's back. The sniper couldn't move at all, but said in surprise: "You, are you a human or a ghost?"

Chen Yuyang smiled slightly and said, "This doesn't matter."

"What do you want?" the sniper said nervously.

"Who sent you here?" Chen Yuyang asked in a cold voice.

"I, I can't tell you. I am a killer, a killer with professional ethics!"

"Oh, is that?" Chen Yuyang's smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if mocking, with some cold smell. His fingers suddenly lit the sniper's body twice, and the killer immediately felt the biting pain all over his body, as if millions of ants were constantly crawling on their bodies.

"Help, help~~"

Chen Yuyang shook his head helplessly and sneered: "If you tell the truth, I can give you a happy ending!"

The killer gritted his teeth, his voice was unclear, and said, "No, I won't tell you, just give up your heart!"

He spread his hands helplessly, and Chen Yuyang could only pretend to be innocent and said, "Since that's the case, you'll just wait for death here alone. At that time, you will suffer from a heart-wrenching pain, and then slowly, slowly, as if millions of ants crawled on you, gnawing off your flesh and blood. Let you slowly turn into a pile of bones!"

"No, no! Please, please kill me!" The murder wailed in pain.

However, Chen Yuyang ignored him because Chen Yuyang had already got what he wanted from his mind. A smile rose from the corner of his mouth and said coldly: "Black Widow, interesting, interesting. The suburbs of Kyoto, a mining factory."

As he spoke, Chen Yuyang's figure had disappeared and disappeared.

In the outskirts of Kyoto, there were faint lights in an abandoned factory. Under the lights, a square table was very old, but it was not stained by someone. On the main seat was a woman, who was not old and had murderous aura, but was shrouded far away. The black silk dress made the young girl look like a queen, and there were three people under her seat.

The woman looked at the Swiss gold watch in her hand impatiently and said, "Why haven't Yao Qianshu come back yet?"

"Hehe, who knows? Maybe he can't deal with that idea by himself. Team leader, you don't know that the brothers suffered a lot tonight. They died very well and that idea was too stubborn!"

"Yao Qianshu is known as one of the four great gun gods in the killer world. If he can't even kill anyone, then he should not keep going!" the woman said coldly.

The three women were a strong man, and they looked taller than the man while sitting alone, one looked cunning with a fox, and the other was quite special, looking in their thirties, playing with a metal lighter in their hands, and wearing a straight suit, they didn't look like a killer at all.

The woman looked at him and asked, "Maggie Song, what do you think?"

Maggie Song raised a smile slightly and said, "I feel that Yao Qianshu is dead!"

"How is it possible to die? Boss Song, aren't you talking nonsense?" The strong man said in disbelief: "Yao Qianshu is the number one in the organization, how could he die?"

Maggie Song smiled bitterly and said, "King Kong, as long as it is a human, he will die!"

"I don't believe it!" Three words came out of the fox's face beside Song Mayu.

The woman pondered and said, "Mama Song, is there any basis for you to say this?"

Maggie Song nodded and chuckled, "Don't you feel that he has come?"

As soon as Song Mayu finished speaking, a laughter came out: "Haha, I didn't expect that there were even supernatural people in the small Black Widow organization. It seems that I was careless this time."

"Who?" the woman asked in a cold voice.

The next moment, Chen Yuyang was already sitting opposite her, with a gentle and handsome smile on his face and said, "It's me, the one you want to kill!"

The killer group is the killer group. Suddenly, the woman, Maggie Song, King Kong, and the fox face took out a pistol and pointed it at Chen Yuyang. The woman sneered: "Haha, I thought it was something, it turned out to be a fool. Since you know we are here, you are still here to die!"

Chen Yuyang took out a cigarette from his body without any haste. When he lit it, the strange red and the smell of smoke continued to radiate into the air. He smiled contemptuously and said, "I don't think I'm dying."

"Oh, then do you feel that you can still survive now?" King Kong smiled mockingly, and the gun slowly hit Chen Yuyang's head.

"Yes~!" Chen Yuyang smiled, still smoking.
Chapter completed!