There were eight corpses lying on the ground. Duan Chen threw away the long-standing angry killer. He flashed up the second floor and down the hallway. There was an open glass door next to him. There is no decoration inside, not even windows. Because there is a dust screen covering it, no snowflakes fly in, only the cold wind howling and blowing it all over!

There were three people standing at the window, and one in the middle was holding a sniper grab. Behind him there is a large hole in the corresponding place of the dust filter. Looking out from this hole, you can see the entire oyster shop. Where Chen Duan and Shi Haoran sat before, you can see it at a glance here!

"Being able to find us in such a short period of time really deserves our attention!" No wonder our gold medal killers have lost to you several times. Now it's your turn to betray our organization!"

The killer with the sniper snatch snatched it to the person next to him, told him to open it, and put it in the suitcase on the ground. He walked up to Duan Chen and looked Duan Chen up and down. He nodded and said, "You're doing a great job." I'm interested in you!"

He speaks Chinese much better than Horton. He doesn't have the correct pronunciation, but he can communicate easily.

"Wall, don't tell me. You're going to let this person go. He killed a lot of our brothers!" A nearby killer alerts the speaker in a deep voice in a foreign Chinese dialect.

The killer named Wall shook his head and smiled at him, "Stoker, you know, we're professional killers, not a brotherhood. We don't need to avenge our dead brother, we just need to get more benefits! If this person joins us, he will get more benefits for us. That's what we want!Hans, do you think so?"

The killer who was dismantling the sniper snatch nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Yes, killing is secondary, making money is primary! As long as it can bring me benefits, even if it is an enemy, I can take care of him as my best friend!"

With Duan Chen's sense of immortality, it is not difficult to learn the language of any ethnic group, and you can master the slang of other ethnic groups in a short period of time and speak it more authentically than the locals.

The three men spoke Irish. Duan Chen still won't say, "You have your mother and brother, and a cousin who works in your tavern and lives in a villa in Suicheng. You see, I still know you better, don't I?"

Duan Chen narrowed his eyes, his eyes flashed with a cold light, looked at the wall and said, "I know the last person who threatened me with his family. How's it going?"

"No, no, no, you're wrong!" Wall waved his hand at Duan Chen and said, "I didn't threaten you with your family. I just wanted to tell you one thing. I know you well. I want you to join us. It's sincere, not spontaneous!"

"Of course, you can also choose to refuse, but your family will be killed by you, and our people will bring their bodies here!

Hans sneered and said, "But you should be careful of his revenge. This kid has some abilities. All his opponents fell. Only he has survived until now!"

"Can those fools compete with us?" How many so-called masters of various countries have died at our hands? I can't count them! Chinese martial artists are not as powerful as they say. In the two days I came, I deliberately killed two masters in their mouths. What do you think I've discovered? They're scared!"

Both Stoke City and Hans speak Irish, so they are unscrupulous. Duan Chen's eyes were full of sarcasm. see

"Shut up!" Wall saw that the indifference in Chen Duan's eyes was getting deeper and deeper. He shouted to his two companions with a straight face, then turned to Duan Chen and said, "I sincerely invite you to join me! Mr. Duan, you have the ability and brains. If you can join us, I can make you the most profitable businessman in China! Or, it can help you get a position you never imagined! Make your dreams come true! What do you think?"

Duan Chen glanced at him and said lightly, "With you, am I worthy of my dream? Or are you the two people around you?" I tell you, it was your biggest mistake to send someone to Suichang to hurt my family. You died for this stupid decision!"

The faces of the other three changed. Stoke City didn't expect this guy to understand what he was saying for seven years!

The first was Hans, who took out two snatches directly from his arms and pulled the trigger on Duan Chen. In the midst of the dense sound of looting, Hans smiled and reprimanded: "Stupid Chinese and Albanians, do you really think that we want to attract you? We just want to get your property and then kill you! Do you think you can join the world's top killer organization? You are too naïve! No matter how good your kung fu is, you are invincible in our eyes......"

At the same time as he started to rob, Duan Chen began to run in the empty hall. Zida kept flying around him, and Duan Chen ran faster and faster!

Just after Hans finished speaking, Zida had just finished fighting with two hands. When he was about to change the big clip, Duan Chen's right hand flew up, and a white light flashed above his head. Hans's size was like a big meal, and a bloody arrow more than a meter high was shot from his neck. Then, with a loud bang, Duan Chen's flying knee hit most of his own!

Hans, who is almost two meters tall and weighs more than 200 kilograms, flew like a sandbag, smashed the rear landing gear glass, puffed snuff and crashed into the scaffolding outside. The long steel pipe struck his body from behind, protruding from his big front, and hanging him in mid-air!

It's just that in less than ten seconds, another double robbery killer died in Duan Chen's hands! This time, Wall's face also changed. He glared at Duan Cheng and said, "No matter what they think, I really want to pull you together, but now you have succeeded in provoking me!"

Stoke took out a dagger from his waist and said coldly to Wall: "You don't need to fight this guy! My favorite thing is to kill the Chinese and Albanian warriors with my own hands and use their best combat skills! The Chinese and Albanian martial artists are all boasting and have no real martial arts." Their kung fu is all frivolous and has no practical skills. It seems to me that it's like a street beggar juggling! Now, let me tell you what a real battle is!"

Duan Chen glanced at him coldly, and said disdainfully: "If you want to live longer, let's go together!"

"Kill you!" Stoker's knife flashed, quickly approached, and cursed in his mouth: "How can I deal with you, a Sino-Albanian warrior, two people?"

Duan Chen's feet pointed to the left and right, his hand was open, and he said calmly, "Okay, let me tell you what the real Sino-Arab Kung Fu is!"

Stoke City rushed over and danced a knife net dance with his dagger. He flawlessly sealed all of Duan Chen's offensive positions. Then he will be surrounded. In the next second, he will be hanged on the net!

"Do you know how many Sino-Albanian swordsmen I have killed?" As of last night, there were already twelve! You so-called Chinese and Albanian fighters are really vulnerable! You'd better give me strength so that I don't become terrible before I die.

The double-robbery club has three top killers, two of whom are still dead, leaving only Wall. At this time, he took out the sniper grab that he had just installed, assembled it and aimed it at Duan Chen's head!