Let the Chrysanthemum Eight Heavenly Kings leave, not because Tang Yan understands the truth of chasing the poor, but because ..... If he had a choice, he would not want to kill, and it would not feel good to kill at all. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After killing three people, Tang Yan did not have the so-called pleasure, but a little sadness, after all, this is a life, everyone is born by their parents, and it hurts if there is flesh and blood.

Life.... Ben is a miracle, and in biological terms, life is a miracle of one of ten million molecules.

Besides, there are so many accidents in the world, it is not easy to be healthy and grow so much....

These eight people are gone, and they are gone, isn't there another car!

Who will get out of the car?

One person, or a group of people?

"It's okay to be anyone, but it's better not to be a woman, because in the face of a woman, my brother is not ready, and I guess I can't do it....."

While Tang Yan was thinking so, the door of this luxurious Lincoln opened, and a young and strong middle-aged foreign man walked down, this person was wearing a black dress, looking extremely gentlemanly, he glanced at Tang Yan first, and then walked to the back door and bowed gently.

Seeing the appearance of this middle-aged man, Tang Yan was still a little excited, after all, such a foreign man with such a good appearance is estimated to be very sharp in fighting, compared to the killer of Chinese compatriots, Tang Yan is more willing to face foreign killers.

Because Tang Yan thinks that foreign killers have no pressure to kill at all, he will not hesitate, and he will not have many shadows in his heart.

Unexpectedly, he was a broken driver for half a day, and it seems that the person in the back parking space is the real killer.

First came a Jeep, then a BMW, then a van, and now directly Lincoln..... From this point of view, the more the killer in the future, the more ferocious he becomes, and it is not far from the emergence of a first-class killer.

But when the car door opened, Tang Yan's face was a little unsightly when he saw the person getting out of the car. Because the person who came down turned out to be a foreign old man, who was at least seventy years old, and slowly got out of the car, staggering, as if a gust of wind could blow him down!

The old man and the driver didn't get closer, but Tang Yan walked over with a frown, and when he reached thirty meters, he put the pig-killing knife in front of him, and said indifferently: "Old man.... Looking at your age, I suggest you don't make a mistake about yourself, just a few hours ago, more than sixty third-rate killers died. ”

Since he is an old man, Tang Yan naturally has to persuade him, he can attack a strong young man, but the old man and woman, he still needs to prepare....

The foreign old man lowered his head, squinted at him, and suddenly smiled gloomily, and said in vague Chinese: "Hehe, young man, you are not worthy of my help now, I am just here to join in the fun." ”

"Look at Nima!"

Tang Yan scolded directly, but whoever came to see the excitement tonight was generally not a good person, and he didn't have any good intentions, so he wouldn't be used to it because the other party was an old man.

And in the words of the old man, there is extreme self-confidence, sitting in Lincoln, thinking that this old man is definitely not a third-rate killer, it may be second-rate, or even first-rate....

Dare to wait for a killer with such fanfare, in addition to the big factor of having Meng Zhen in charge, the most important thing is to attract a first-class killer..... So seeing that the old man is so confident, how can he not be sarcastic?

But the old man seemed to have excellent cultivation, and he did not move, and returned to the car slowly, and the driver immediately got into the car and retreated the car for nearly a hundred meters.

"Uh...."

Tang Yan was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what this meant!

The old man is indeed a high-end killer, but the killer has the pride of the killer, and the more high-end the more proud, so they generally rarely shoot, and only when it is worth their shot, they will shoot.

The old man approached and glanced at Tang Yan, and felt that it was not worth the shot, so he stepped back a hundred meters to look lively, if he felt that Tang Yan had to make a move, he would inevitably make a thunderous move.....

"In the final analysis, it's because people look down on themselves!"

Tang Yan sighed lightly, looked around, picked up a stone, and sneered at himself: "Old guy, since you look down on me, and you have to measure whether I am worth your shot, it's too simple, I don't know if you can knock off your Lincoln's windshield, I don't think you can make a move...."

After weighing the stones, Tang Yan walked slowly towards Lincoln, and when he was only ten meters away from the car, he threw the stones out like a football ball.....

"Boom!"

However, the windshield seems to be of unusual material, and the stone did not smash it. And the driver grinned, seemed to be very happy, and moved the corners of his mouth. Although Tang Yan didn't hear what he said, he could still distinguish his words through his mouth shape.

"Idiot!"

Tang Yan was directly angry, tightened the pig-killing knife in his hand, walked to the car, and was about to stab him directly with the knife. The windshield that can't be broken by stones, he believes that in front of the pig-killing knife, it is not a matter at all.

But at this moment, suddenly a light flashed, followed by many lights, footsteps sounded, Tang Yan turned his head and saw a group of people walking towards this side, no less than twenty people.

When he got closer, seeing their outfits, Tang Yan's brows furrowed slightly.

It's a group of guys in camouflage uniforms, with a machine gun in their hands, a miner's lamp on their heads, and their steps are unusually heavy.

This is a group of mercenaries, among whom there are mixed personnel, mostly foreigners, and there are also a few Chinese, they are very good-looking, very strong, and they are not ordinary mercenaries.

Tang Yan raised the pig-killing knife, poked it down sharply, and then pulled it gently, and this brand-new Lincoln sedan had a deep opening, and he didn't care what the driver's expression was, he directly retreated thirty meters before stopping.

Then he looked at Meng Zhen and said with a wry smile: "They have guns ....."

Meng Zhen squinted at the group of mercenaries and said coldly, "They can't shoot!"

Tang Yan was puzzled and asked, "Why?"

Meng Zhen took out a syringe out of nowhere, put it in front of her, and said with a smile: "Whoever dares to shoot, I will stab whoever I want!"

Suddenly, the wind blew fiercely, and an invisible coercion swept away from where she was, and a voice that was difficult to distinguish between men and women also sounded from above at this time.

"Kill one person in ten steps, don't stay for a thousand miles;

Hearing such a poem, Tang Yan was confused, and he didn't know what to say.

When has it been since Meng Zhen actually read the poem, could it be that she is full of poetry, or is there anything special about this poem?

Tang Yan really didn't understand, but some people present understood, the old man and the driver jumped down from the car quickly, their faces were full of solemnity, they looked around, and bowed slightly.

"What's the situation?

When Tang Yan felt unbelievable, there were inexplicable sounds constantly, like footsteps, and like the sound of breaking the air, and after a while, under the overpass in Durian Village, countless killers appeared, and the visual inspection would not be less than a hundred.

"Why? a poem...."

Tang Yan was completely stunned, he really couldn't figure it out, a poem by Meng Zhen could have this effect, leading to so many killers, he roughly counted it, and the whole person was not good.

Originally... Before you know it, you've been targeted by so many killers!

...... (To be continued.) )