Chapter 460, I'm an instructor, I speak for myself!

Killed another one!

Seven minus one minus two and then minus one, what is it?

The bearded man counted on his fingers, and there were only three.

Sure enough, there were only three living people standing in front of him. His answer was correct.

The Ghost King and the two murderous gnomes who followed him inextricably.

From the first time they appeared in front of them, the two murderous gnomes stood behind the Ghost King, one left and one right. Now, the people are almost dead, and they still maintain their previous posture and position.

In this way, things are not so simple.

These two gnomes exist either to form a team with excellent combat effectiveness with the Ghost King, or to protect the Ghost King.

"People are getting older and less courageous." The bearded man sneered inwardly. Of course, he was especially wary of these two dwarf dwarfs in his heart.

The bearded man appeared.

He finally came out of the dark corner after shooting a female dwarf with another bow and arrow.

It was a small open field, with the Ghost King and his two subordinates standing at one end and the bearded man at the other. There is a 'safe distance' in between, which is not safe at all.

"You killed four of me." The Ghost King said in a cold voice. Because of anger, emotions are involuntarily affected, and the voice becomes more shrill when speaking.

"More and more unkilling." The bearded man said. This is his heartfelt exclamation. The few people brought by the ghost king this time seem to be a lot weaker.

When he used to deal with these people, he felt that these people were brutal and difficult, and they could not be killed. At the time, I still felt a headache. Now I find it so vulnerable.

In fact, what he didn't know was that the hardest thing he had done every day in the past twenty years was to polish his body and practice killing skills. Whatever you do, if you can concentrate on it for 20 years, you can become the top in the industry.

The same goes for killing!

It's his knife that's fast, not that his opponent doesn't kill him.

"What a big breath." The Ghost King was even angrier. The short body and narrow ribcage almost exploded. The people who killed me also said that these people were not killed - this is simply too much deception.

The bearded man was silent.

He didn't like to talk in the first place, but this little man was too wordy.

You're a professional murderer, and you're not a professional joker, why are you talking so much nonsense? You said it before, can you go to the New Year's Eve Spring Festival Gala?

To be a killer, you must abide by the professional code of the killer.

If it weren't for the fact that everyone's relationship was not very good, the bearded man wanted Tang to buy a copy of "The Killer's Professionalism" and give it to him. Of course, it's cash on delivery.

"Kill." The Ghost King hissed and roared.

Before his voice fell, the two murderous gnomes behind him had already rushed out.

They were as fast as the wind, like electricity, and as soon as they leaped their legs, the man flew high, and his body turned into two black dots, and he threw himself straight towards the beard.

One of them was armed with a sharp blade, and the other was armed with a silver hook, and they bravely marched forward and struck the killer.

Whoosh -

Two dwarfs flying in the air actually held hands and became one. As they flew in front of the beard, the two suddenly parted again.

They had shifted their bearings.

The one with the knife from the left, and the one with the hook from the right, stabbed the bearded man in the chest.

Dazzling tacit cooperation.

This 'combination' is not just good-looking on the surface, giving the illusion that they are 'doing something' - they can disrupt the strategy you have developed in your mind against the enemy. Most importantly, they can leverage each other.

You know, people are alone when they're in the air. However, if one of them uses the other as a leveraging point, they can play a greater role.

The bearded man put his hands out together, and took advantage of his height and leg length to blast out his fists.

Bang -

The two dwarfs knew the danger. Once again, my hands were united, and I don't know what kind of borrowing method was used, but they flew upside down together. It's like being able to fly in the air against the wind. It's incredible.

When they flew upside down in front of the Ghost King, the Ghost King punched them in the foot with both hands. As a result, the two murderous gnomes rushed towards the bearded man at an even more rapid and indistinguishable speed.

The Ghost King pulled out a silver pistol from his bosom. This pistol is pocket-sized, several models smaller than other pistols. However, the power should not be underestimated.

He aimed at the bearded man's chest, pulled the safety bolt, and fired ferociously.

Bang -

A bullet flew out, tearing through the air and whizzing towards the bearded man's body.

There are murderous gnome attacks on the left and right, and a wonderful kill with bullets in the middle.

The bearded man has only one choice: retreat.

However, he did not retreat.

His massive body swooped forward like a moving hill, and the entire Hatred Mountain Forest trembled under his leather boots.

Bang -

Bang -

Bang -

Bullets come first.

I didn't see him make any dodging moves, and the bullet just passed by him.

Then, his two large hands were stretched out at the same time. Slipped through the sharp weapons wielded by the two murderous gnomes and grabbed their little short legs.

Then, he grabbed the murderous gnome's short leg with both hands and spun it three hundred and sixty degrees in place. The two dwarfs danced like windmills by him.

Huhuhu-

One leg was captured, and the two dwarfs could not escape.

Moreover, they are in danger of being dismembered by bearded men at any time.

They don't pin their hopes of survival on the kindness of the bearded. They know very well what kind of number one person the bearded man is.

The Ghost King suddenly let out a loud roar. Hearing this whistling, the bodies of the two dwarfs spinning in the air suddenly shrank into a ball. They held their heads in their hands, as if they were begging for mercy in fear.

The Ghost King holds a gun, and the muzzle of the gun is aimed at the bearded man.

The bearded man dodged, but the Ghost King quickly shifted the muzzle of his gun and aimed at one of the dwarfs, pulling the trigger without any hesitation.

"Not good." The bearded man was shocked.

People are in their own hands, but the ghost king shoots by himself, obviously not as simple as shooting hostages and killing people.

Besides, what secrets do these gnomes have in their hands that they must have to kill?

He had been wary of the two dwarf gnomes, and now he saw them make such a spherical movement, and the Ghost King opened fire—he knew it was a bomb. It was two bombs that I had in my hand.

He snorted and threw the two dwarfs out of his hand.

They had barely taken to the air when the body of the dwarf who had been shot suddenly exploded. His body exploded, and another dwarf followed him with an explosion.

Boom -

Their whole body turned into a suicide bomb and was blown up by the ghost king.

These are dead soldiers. They were all ready to die.

Of course, at the same time as they died, they also wanted to pull the bearded companion on the road together.

It was a suicide attack.

Blood splattered, fingers, ears and intestines flew wildly. A real picture of purgatory on earth.

When the red rain stopped, the figure of the ghost king had disappeared.

The bearded man did not catch up.

In the dark forest where you have lost your target, no matter which direction you pursue, you may miss the target.

He lay on the ground and listened. No footsteps were heard.

"The Ghost King didn't run far. Just hide nearby. "As the son of the Orion family, listening to the sound and distinguishing the position is the most basic skill. Even, they can tell what kind of prey is in the upwind outlet from the smell of urine # from the wind wind.

The bearded man drew his arrow from behind and stretched out his bow, quietly waiting for his target.

The night breeze is cold and the forest is dark. The whole world is a large hunting ground.

The bearded man held his breath. To sharpen his hearing, he even closed his eyes.

Abrupt.

The bearded man's body rotated ninety degrees, and the bow and arrow in his hand flew away with lightning lightning.

Bang -

The bow and arrow pierced into a large tree, and the feathers of the arrow were deeply submerged.

In the direction of the shot just now, there was a rapid sound of running.

The bearded man also ran along.

While running, he is also holding his bow and arrows.

This time, he drew three arrows from behind him at the same time and placed them on the bowstring.

Boom -

His running body came to an abrupt halt.

The thick base of the boots rubbed against the sand, making a crackling sound.

With a flick of his fingers, the three long arrows flew away again, disappearing into the darkness.

Don't look at it, don't look at it. It's all about feeling.

The feeling that the body and nature are one. He knew that he was there.

"Ahh

Screams could be heard in the distance.

The bearded man moves quickly and rushes to the point where the target fell.

Then, the body of the ghost king was seen falling on top of the protruding roots of a large tree.

Three blood holes appeared in his neck, chest, and stomach. However, the arrow was gone. Red blood was bubbling from the blood hole, soaking the dirt beneath his feet. The ghost king's face was full of pain, and his appearance was miserable and terrifying.

The bearded man carried the longbow on his back, looked at the body of the ghost king and sighed softly.

"Without killing." The bearded man muttered.

Twenty years ago, within 100 steps, insects and birds could not escape.

Twenty years later, how has he grown?

He took out another steamed bun from his pocket and chewed it heavily.

After a fierce battle, the ability of the body to consume is very large, and the hunger is also very fast. It needs to be replenished with energy in a timely manner.

He didn't drink a bottle of genetic medicine that could not go hungry for a week, only two steamed buns that he grabbed from the rice bowl on the table when he was about to leave the house.

Soon, a big white-flour steamed bun was eaten by him.

He slapped the foam off his hand and continued north with his longbow on his back.

Facing the cold wind, stepping on the waning moon.

He is a lonely walker, he is a hero of killing.

"I'm an instructor, and I speak for myself."

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