Chapter 1187: The Man Who Killed Himself
ps: I recommend the old author of Wenling idler's "Official Road", the book is more diligent and very good-looking, you can go and see it.
"What do you say about using this knife to kill you?" Pointing to the Tang knife on the auction table, Emperor Ye turned sideways and asked Achilles, who was still looking coldly at him without saying a word.
"It's just a katana, only a split, how useful do you think it can be?" Achilles sneered.
"It's terrible to be uneducated, Achilles, which eye do you see that it's a katana?" For the Achilles beside him who regarded the Tang knife as a katana, Ye Huang was quite speechless, and he had a feeling of sitting with an idiot, but thinking that this yellow-haired poodle was born to his father and cousin, Ye Huang felt that this kid was not demented.
"Is there a difference between a Tang sword and a katana? In my eyes, he can't let you live longer, and I'll take your life in half an hour. With that, Achilles got up, stretched, and walked towards the door.
Just as he reached the door, his footsteps suddenly stopped and turned sideways.
"In addition to me, there are also polar bears and black widows of the previous generation who killed you, and there is also a half-dead old ghost in the Sun Country, and there are two other forces, we have not contacted them, whether it is for you or not, I don't know. After speaking, Achilles didn't say another word and walked out of the auction hall directly.
"The polar bear of the previous generation, the black widow, the half-dead old ghost of the Sun Country, really don't want Lao Tzu to live......" Hearing the three people Achilles say, Rao is Ye Huang has always been indifferent and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
I'm not going to fucking let myself live!
Whether it was a polar bear, a black widow, or the half-dead old man of the Sun Country, Ye Huang had never fought against them, but this did not prevent Ye Huang from knowing their strength.
Maybe if you pull out any of them, Ye Huang is sure that he will slaughter the other party, which Shura has always had this confidence, but when the three of them are combined, Ye Huang really has a taste of touching an iron pimple.
Polar bear, a member of the Russian ice bear family, this family is different from the Ye family, the Lin family and other family composition, this family member has no blood relationship, just a pure killer family, each member is cultivated from the seedlings selected from the Siberian training camp, the blood stained on the hands is not a thousand but eight hundred, when I heard the old man say, the first level to become a member of this family is to face ten Siberian tigers without dying.
From this point, we can see how terrifying this killer family is, and Ye Huang knows why this ice bear family has found him.
The polar bears sent by this generation of the Ice Bear family were killed by themselves in Norway a year ago, and now the previous generation of polar bears seem to be seeking revenge.
As for the black widow, the mother of the poison king Aminon, a side branch of Shiva in India, it is said that when the black widow was pregnant, she met her husband and the wild man, and poisoned the whole village of 5,000 people in a fit of rage, and then killed all the people related to the man, even his relatives on his side without exception, if it were not for the Shiva family's shot, it is estimated that there would be more than 10,000 corpses.
And the half-dead old man of the Sun Country, the specific identity of Ye Huang is not very clear, but there are only a few old men in the Sun Country who are still panting, and he can think about who he has offended and who he has conflicted with with with him.
It's not the master of Tokugawa Kakai, it's the person sent by Hirobumi Ito, at least the strength of the oni ninja or above.
As for the other two potential forces mentioned by Achilles, Ye Huang didn't guess much, only knowing that Lu Dao was enough to drink a pot for himself tonight.
The three people in front of them, whoever took it out, were more than a cut above Achilles, and they had made up their minds to keep themselves here tonight. "Grandma's, it's not a good thing to offend people the most, there's an old thing standing behind, I knew that Lu Dao called my dad too. Ye Huang said with a wry smile.
"Mr. Ye, do you think we will send the things you took to the hotel, or?" Just as Ye Huang was pondering, the waiter next to him asked with a smile.
"Just give it to me and take it back with you. Signed a check for 500,000 yuan and handed it to the waiter, Ye Huang sat in his seat and waited.
It didn't take long for the Tang knife he photographed to be sent over.
Stroking the silver and shiny knife face, Ye Huang muttered.
"The knife is a good knife, but it's a pity that I have to drink the blood of animals tonight, it's a pity ......"
After saying this, Ye Huang did not move, and continued to sit in the auction hall, waiting for the end of the auction.
Ye Huang knows very well that some of the people in this auction hall tonight may die on the way home, and if anyone has too good eyes to see things that should not be seen, they will not survive tomorrow.
Neither Achilles nor anyone else will be left to see their own lives, and they may need to be cold-blooded.
Over there, Nie Xiaoqian seemed to have completed the transaction with Zhang Kaigang, and the two of them sat there and resumed their upright seats, the latter saw Ye Huang looking at him, his eyes were full of hatred, and he turned his head with a cold snort.
Next to him, Zhang Kaigang looked over with a sneer.
Seeing that the other party held a grudge more than himself, Ye Huang could only smile bitterly and shook his head.
Half an hour later, the auction finally came to an end with the hammer of the auctioneer above, this time the boring charity party, Ye Huang did not fancy anything except a Tang knife.
I originally wanted to take a picture of Dongfang Youruo, but unfortunately the things were used by others.
"Mr. Ye, the auction is over, why don't you go have another drink?" A man named Uncle Xu in the distance walked over and asked gentlemanly.
Glancing at the middle-aged man who took advantage of others by this name, Ye Huang got up.
"No need, I have other things, let's go first. Ye Huang didn't agree, refused, picked up the Tang knife wrapped in black cloth and turned around and walked outside.
Behind him, Xu Bo's eyes instantly became cold.
However, in the next second, Ye Huang's words made the middle-aged man's hand holding the pistol in his arms retract.
"If I were you, I wouldn't shoot me from behind stupidly, I'll give you time, you may not be able to fight!" Ye Huang's voice was cold, not waiting for any emotion.
"Mr. Ye, what are you talking about, why don't I understand?" Uncle Xu, who retracted his hand and broke out in a cold sweat, squeezed out a smile, extremely cramped.
"I say this, and you know it in your own heart. If you have the skill to draw a gun, let's see if your men are still there. I didn't look at the yellow calendar when I went out, but I chose to rob tonight, thinking about money and going crazy. ”
Leaving the next sentence, Ye Huang didn't say anything more and walked out.
It was no different from what Ye Huang expected, from leaving the auction hall to walking to the Kaiyue Hall, there was no one except Ye Huang himself.
Outside, it was extraordinarily quiet, only a few corpses were lying in a pool of blood, presumably a few people who didn't have long eyes when Achilles came out.