On the messy ground, Yamamoto lay in embarrassment, and the dim night sky kept echoing Yamamoto's miserable smile.

"Death! Death! I, Yamamoto, have been in the country for decades, but I didn't expect to end up like this in the end! This time, I Yamamoto shouldn't have come to the hot summer!" Yamamoto smiled sadly, and slowly raised his face to look at Liu Mang, and at this moment, a look of regret finally appeared on his face.

Regret!

He really regretted it!

It's just that, suddenly, his smile became weird: "Death, although you are dead, I have a secret about you... It's a pity that this secret will be completely annihilated with my death, hahaha!"

Rumble!

Liu Mang's eyes froze, and he directly pinched Yamamoto's neck with one hand and lifted Yamamoto up.

Liu Mang's eyes were like swords staring at Yamamoto: "You said you control a secret about me??"

"Yes, but, this secret, you are destined to be your doubt forever. Hahaha..."Yamamoto laughed wildly.

Liu Mang's eyes narrowed: "Since that's the case, then you should die!"

After saying that, a flash of infrared light that could hardly be captured by the naked eye suddenly flashed!

Burst!

Yamamoto's hideous and maniacing expression froze suddenly. In the next second, his entire head lost control, slipped directly from his neck, and smashed into the rubble.

Blood, then spurted out, staining the night sky red!

Swish!

Above the building, Geril and the black-clothed guard had not yet reacted from the shocking situation of Yamamoto being reversed by Liu Mang, and were shocked by this terrifying scene again.

How is this possible?

How is this possible?

Everyone's minds were filled with a shocking question.

How could Yamamoto's head be cut off all of a sudden?

Because they didn't see Liu Mang make any moves at all!

Weird! Shocking! Terrifying!

Everyone felt a chill from the soles of their feet to their backs, and their bodies seemed to be frozen at this moment.

Death??This is the means of death??

In a thriller, they suddenly remembered Liu Mang's shocking and terrifying name of death!

Only today's title can explain all this!

The blood flew and turned into red snow, dyeing Liu Mang's face and body all red! He looked like a demon who had just fought in blood! The skeleton tattoo on his chest seemed to pop out and wreak havoc on the world under the rendering of blood.

It wasn't until the blood from Yamamoto's body spurted that he slammed the body to the ground.

However, he didn't turn around and walk towards the revitalization group, but his eyes looked at a building opposite, his voice was indifferent but at this moment: "Yamamoto is dead, now it's you!"

On the opposite building, a black-clothed sniper whose eyes were terrified by Yamamoto's tragic death trembled, and he finally reacted and pressed the sniper rifle violently!

Whoa...

Several bullets poured out quickly, hitting Liu Mang!

"Even Yamamoto's serpentine golden spear can't hit me at such a close distance, how can you hit me??" Liu Mang's eyes swelled with endless anger, and he kicked the ground...

Rumble!

Endless dust rises from the ground!

Between the dust, Liu Mang's figure swept out like an angry dragon and rushed towards the building opposite!

"Die! I want you to die!" Above the building, the black-clad sniper was furious, constantly reloading and shooting!

Bullets are intertwined into the most terrifying sniper net!

"Just a few bullets, how can you stop me? If I were you, I would flee immediately, maybe for a few more minutes!" Liu Mang's body was like electricity, his eyes looked up at the building in front of him, and then his body bent, like a giant bow, and then catapulted out!

Rumble!

In the blink of an eye, Liu Mang's body had already appeared on the third floor!

"Not good!" On the top of the building, the black-clothed sniper was terrified, and directly gave up the gun that had followed him for more than ten years, and fled in a hurry!

However, how could his speed be compared to Liu Mang!

The moment he jumped off the building, Liu Mang had already appeared in his original position!

Liu Mang glanced at the black-clothed sniper who jumped down, and then picked up his sniper rifle indifferently!

"Then let you taste the taste of sniper bullets!" Liu Mang's voice was as thick as a dragon, trembling in the air!

In the next second, his muzzle was pointed down, and the crosshair directly locked the sniper's rapidly descending body, and then pressed the trigger suddenly!

"Puff puff!" The terrifying tongue of fire spat out like the fury of a dragon!

Puff puff...

The body of the sniper who jumped off the building was directly pierced through one blood-colored hole after another in an instant!

The person has not yet landed, and the life has disappeared in mid-air!

Liu Mang stood indifferently on top of the building, his eyes were indifferent, the wind was blowing his body, his black hair was dancing wildly, and his arrogant aura was blooming everywhere, unstoppable!

He looked down at the sniper's corpse, then at Yamamoto's headless body, looked at the electronic watch on his arm, and indifferently issued an extermination order: "Do it!"

He didn't have to look into it, he already knew who Yamamoto and the sniper were instructed by tonight... In addition to the Fujiwara family... Who else could there be??

In the Toei Fujiwara family, a man hidden in a secret place was shocked, and then with a slight wave of his hand, one by one appeared behind him like a ghost... They stared at a house in front of them like beasts.

Dark group!

That's the headquarters of the Fujiwara family's assassination organization!

At this moment, Fujiwara, the head of the Fujiwara family, is warmly entertaining the young patriarch of the Rukawa family, Rukawa Kuratake, who came to rest with his Fujiwara family!

The banquet was in full swing, and suddenly, Fujiwara's personal bodyguard, Night Wolf, came to his ear with a solemn face and said, "The head of the family, Master Yamamoto and the sniper I arranged are dead!"

"What?" Fujiwara stood up in shock.

"Patriarch Fujiwara, when did you, the patriarch of the Fujiwara family, be so shaken?" Opposite Fujiwara, the young and frivolous Rukawa Kuratake glanced at it and asked indifferently.

Fujiwara was shocked, tried his best to suppress the horror in his heart, and barely showed a smile: "It's okay, it's just a little thing!"

Rukawa Zangwu smiled lightly: "If there is anything you need help with, just say a word... I still have some energy!"

Fujiwara's spirit was shocked, and he nodded seriously: "Don't worry, the young patriarch of Tibetan martial arts, if I really need your help, I won't be polite!"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, one of his subordinates rushed in in a panic: "Patriarch, it's not good!

"What kind of noisy fuss is it?" Fujiwara scolded angrily.

"Clan... Patriarch, the eighteen masters of our family's secret group have been killed!" the subordinate said in horror, trembling with fear.

Swish!

The Fujiwara family trembled, and directly took a few steps back: "You... What do you say??"

Tonight, he was uneasy and always felt that something was going to happen, but he didn't expect it to finally happen...

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