Time, like flowing water, can try to block, try to swim upstream, but unfortunately, since ancient times, no one can block time, and no one can go back in time. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the bank of an unknown river, Fang Yi was lying on his back on the riverbank, looking at the stars in the sky, his expression was gentle and cold. "It's, like. Looking at the deep visible bone scar on the side of his arm, his nose was sticked, like a tiger that smelled blood, "Have you forgotten the past, or is it that my luck is so bad, I have walked for so long, and I haven't encountered anyone?"

"However, how can such a person be like other people? Shaking his head, he put that weird thought behind him. Fang Yi raised his slender hand in front of his eyes. Rubbing his fingertips, "Those people seem to be a little bit confused lately." It seems that I have been too kind during this time, and some people are trying to provoke me. His eyes narrowed, like the blade of a sword.

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"So what? what do you want to do?" Xuan Jiuge looked at the girl opposite who was like a weak willow supporting the wind, and smiled, "Phil, you should know." I like you, and it's not suitable for what patriarch to fight for. ”

"Xuan, but you know it. Fei Li'er looked at Xuan Jiu Ge stubbornly, as if she had ingested a sunset, and her golden eyes were filled with mist, "Those people in the family are simply ...... to you , Xuan, you are my sister, you are my relative, I will not allow them to hurt you. "You are mine, every penny of your flesh and blood, every inch of fiber, I will not allow anyone else to touch half of ......it!" Wife......

"Forget it, it's good if you're happy. Raising his hand to pull up Filler's scattered blonde hair, Xuan Jiuge warmly and gently imprinted a kiss on Filler's forehead, "Phil, just remember what I said." ”

"Yes, I remember. As if indulging in that kiss, Philille's eyes blurred, "Dear, I have not forgotten your words for a moment. ”

"Hopefully. The corners of his lips provoked a just right arc, and Xuan Jiu Ge whispered goodbye to Filier, "Then, I'll go first, you, do it yourself." "It's self-sufficient...... bar.

"I will. With an unexplained blush on her cheeks, Filier looked in fascination at the direction in which Xuan Jiu Ge had left. His hands wrapped around his body like snakes, as if someone was hugging her on the other side, "My dear, blood is nothing, I will defeat those old fellows after all." My sister, my sister will always protect you. Then those so-called forces will not be needed at that time. "You are my bondage, no one will touch you, no one will hurt you, not even yourself. You are so indulgent to me, so you also agreed to this little request, right, my, Xuan?

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In the room that was once full of surveillance facilities, Fang Yi leaned on the table with Erlang's legs crossed. I looked at the task page on the computer without a match.

"That's it. With his eyes closed, his fingers randomly hammered down a target, and then Fang Yi looked at the target he had chosen speechlessly.

Dark Tissue ...... What kind of bad fate have we accumulated in this life?

Ireland...... It's really fate that I can choose you in this way!

That's right, the chosen person is none other than that. It happens to be someone from the dark organization, and it happens to be the guy who respects Pisco like a father. Sure enough, this guy is telling me to cut the grass and eradicate it?

In this way, it is better to be respectful than to obey fate.

Fang Yi thought so.

Ireland, you and that old fellow are really like father and son, and even bad luck is a similar bad luck method! Although you can't rely on society to say that you have a little back, you should really give your luck a good charge.

"However," the corners of Fang Yi's mouth provoked a playful arc, "It's okay to be idle lately anyway, for your sake." I'll do it for your next mission. ”

What should be prepared for murder? guns, swords, hidden weapons, or some high-tech products? That's just an exaggeration!

For a person who has seen from a young age, it is simply a waste of so many years of observation experience! Ten years, how many decades does a person have in a lifetime? For Fang Yi, nearly half of his lifespan, even if he didn't care about it, it was enough to find out a person's living habits and hobbies.

Ireland, no thanks. I hope you can meet your "father" in death.

Killing people is actually the easiest. It's not easy to find the target, and how to make others sure that it's you who killed someone. That's why there is such a thing as a "token". -- Of course, if the relationship between someone and whom is so bad that the token is said to be a token, it is another story.

Fang Yi's token is very simple, a Tang knife model that can be made of any material. Of course, this is his own token, and he has other tokens as "Martini". But this is not the main thing, the main thing is that he is now as "Fang Yi" as a "demon". Don't waste time to be lazy.

"Time is life" doesn't matter who says it, this sentence is indeed true.

wasting one's life is not Fang Yi's style, with that time, it is better to turn it into force to strengthen one's ability.

It's easy to kill, it's easy to kill, it's easy to kill. Well, say important things three times. Of all the tasks, it doesn't get much easier than this one.

Walk out, open the door, and smash his throat bone under the horrified and angry gaze of one of his targets. The whole process, including the journey, is only five minutes.

Look at Ireland that has fallen to the ground and is dead. Fang Yi stepped forward without changing his face, and inserted the token of the Tang Dao that had just been stained with blood into the Tianmu acupoint between his eyebrows.

Oh, it's good to borrow and repay. I just borrowed your blood to wash the knife, and now I return the knife with blood, how about it? Am I very trustworthy?

"Hmph, is this looking at us, can't we?!" In the monitoring room, Vodka dropped his sunglasses, "Martini, he's too much!"

"There was a man whose servant took a tiger cub back with him, and he liked it so much that he told the servant to take good care of it. Belmode played with her long hair and watched the surveillance screen playfully, "This master values the wildness of the tiger the most, and does not allow servants to interfere with ......"

"Enough, you woman. The cigarette butt in his hand was thrown away, and Gin walked out of the house with a gloomy face, "He has never been weak from the beginning, and the evaluation of the young tiger is just your wishful thinking." "From the moment I saw him, when that creepy feeling arose, I knew that this person could only watch from afar, and no one could go to his heart. Whoever tries to get closer, except for his kind, will only die!

ps: Back in the dormitory during the holidays, release a chapter first.

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