Yang Long's eyes were like electricity, and he stared coldly at the staircase.

After he sent Lan Qing and Qi Sangsang away just now, he went straight to the second floor, and the door of the clinic was not closed.

Because even if he was thinking, if someone came in downstairs, it would not escape his ears. But the person who came was only noticed by him when he arrived at the staircase, and he was obviously not an ordinary person.

There was no answer, no voice, and no one.

"The rat who hides his head and tail, since he is here, but he doesn't dare to show up, then I will invite you, master!" A sneer appeared at the corner of Yang Long's mouth, and he walked towards the staircase.

When he was still more than three meters away from the mouth of the stairs, a figure suddenly appeared, and he was seen kicking on the opposite wall, and his body was like an arrow from the string, accelerating suddenly.

Even faster than his movements was a slender knife!

The blade was dark, with boundless murderous intent and coldness, and slashed down towards Yang Long's head.

As swift as the wind, as violent as thunder!

This is obviously a killer knife, because in the subconscious thoughts of ordinary people, since the other party was drunk and hidden, he didn't make a sound, obviously wanted to hide there and wait for a sneak attack.

The best distance is within two meters.

However, this person did the opposite, seemingly stupid, but in fact, he was unexpected, and he knew the essence of assassination.

This is a killer, experienced and fierce.

The cold blade slashed mercilessly, and in an instant, it fell to his forehead, and he even felt a tingling pain coming from his skin.

However, Yang Long's eyes didn't even blink, just staring at the other party with a hint of mockery.

"Slow!" Yang Long spat softly, not because he wanted the other party to stop, but because his movements were too slow.

The moment he spoke, Yang Long's footsteps were slightly wrong, and the long knife fell into the air just like that, sticking to his nose, and there was no room for it, however, the result was completely different.

This mortal knife didn't even hurt a single hair of him.

The sneak attacker's pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly, this dodge was so simple, but it was so wonderful, and what was even more terrifying was the terrifying body control contained in it, and the strong self-confidence.

I am confident that this knife will definitely not hurt him!

This thought was almost lightning in his mind, however, before the thought was generated, the moment the long knife was cut into the air, he turned his wrist and slashed horizontally towards Yang Long's neck.

Cold, absolutely, with a severed head!

Yang Long couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly, although this knife still couldn't kill him, but the other party's change of tactics was still beyond his expectations.

Damn, what kind of deep hatred do we have, and you're fucking giving me this kind of dead hand?

Yang Long's slightly narrowed eyes flashed with a violent cold light.

He snorted slightly, raised his hand and patted it.

Against the knife!

While!

The sound of gold and iron, a flash of surprise flashed in the killer's eyes, and he seemed to be a little puzzled why Yang Long's hand would appear so quickly, and what made him even more confused was that his fingers collided with the sharp blade, and this sound was still made.

What really collided with the blade was naturally not his hand, but the silver needle between his fingers. In this regard, Yang Long naturally would not explain it to him.

At the moment when the blade was blocked, Chen Fan's leg moved.

He swept towards the killer's body with a leg that was arrogant and domineering.

For the first time, there was a look of horror in the killer's eyes.

This leg was too fast, even faster than his previous knife, and because of this, it seemed so domineering and arrogant!

As if to say, I'm going to kick you, you can't hide, you can't dodge!

I saw that the killer's body, like a bowling ball that had been knocked away, fell diagonally towards the open space on the second floor.

Burst!

At this time, Yang Long's leg kicked his voice sounded, and it was dull as if someone was kicking the sandbag.

The slender tip of the knife just grazed Yang Long's throat and swept over, and it was another fraction of a second!

It's tedious to say, but in reality, it all happens in a flash. It's as if the killer came out and then kicked out.

Cough!

The killer opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, the coldness and determination in his eyes replaced for the first time by a thick look of horror.

"Now you know you're scared? It's late! Fuck, master, I just finished bragging with my sister, saying that I didn't have a sense of Xiaoxiao to come here to spread wild, and you fucking came out and slapped me in the face, and you still fucking dared to tease my paws? If I don't kick you to death today, I'm fucking sorry for you! ”

The more Yang Long spoke, the more angry he became, so he swaggered over and kicked out.

The killer's body has not yet risen, to be precise, he has no chance to get up at this time. However, the stubbornness in his bones still pushed him to swing a knife.

However, as soon as the knife moved, Yang Long's foot stepped up, and then, kicked him in the lower abdomen.

The killer only felt his abdomen sink, and an incomparable force came, and his body flew backwards uncontrollably, slamming heavily on the wall behind him, opening his mouth and spitting out a mouthful of blood, his face like gold paper.

This time, his eyes were filled with disbelief and despair.

Again, kicked again?

"I want to kick you, you think you can still hide?" Yang Long looked into his eyes, chuckled, and walked over again.

Woo!

The killer's eyes widened suddenly, and then, a stream of black blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.

Suicide by poisoning?

"You're not going to kill yourself, are you?" Yang Long was slightly stunned and muttered.

When the killer heard this, his eyes, which had already been astigmatized, actually condensed. Because he couldn't understand at all, the owner of a small clinic, even if he could be found, wouldn't he be so fierce?

It's just a bit outrageous. Could it be that Zhongdu is really as the legend says, a terrible forbidden place where dragons and tigers are hidden everywhere, and it is difficult to get out?

Before the killer died, a trace of doubt flashed through his mind.

Yang Long walked up to him and squatted down.

Looking at the corpse that had lost a little life, his brows tightened, and his face gradually turned cold. Don't look at the insolence he showed before, it was extremely easy to win, but in fact, the true qi of the Nine Heavens of Yuan Qi was operating to the limit in his body.

Since he had the lesson of the last chaos, the current Chen Yanglong will no longer underestimate anyone, at least no matter what kind of enemy he faces, he will not be careless.

But even so, the other party still counterattacked him twice, so the strength of this killer is not only not a vegetable, on the contrary, it is also very powerful.

It's just that Yang Long is too strong, so he seems to be vulnerable.

If you change to Yu Ba, or even Yang Moumou, you may not be able to get out of the opponent's first knife.

Well, Yang Moumou may be able to, because he has extremely keen spiritual sense, and he will not give the other party a chance to slash at all.

"Assassins?" Yang Long frowned and muttered.

At first, he thought that the other party was a killer sent by Xiliang Zhengzong, or simply Yang Chongshan couldn't swallow this breath and made his own move, but the other party's move was ruthless, and he didn't hesitate to die when he saw defeat, which immediately made him realize that something was wrong!

The same is for the purpose of killing, but the biggest difference between a killer and an assassin is that the former will do his best to save himself while killing people. The Assassins, on the other hand, did not care about their own lives and deaths, and focused solely on killing their targets.

A good killer doesn't necessarily make a good assassin. But a good assassin is definitely a terrible killer.

Because of themselves, they are not afraid of death at all!

Therefore, assassins are more dangerous, more terrifying, and more valuable than killers! Because every assassin represents a dead man.

Yang Long's gaze turned and fell on the swarthy knife again.

The blade is slightly narrow, slightly long, and the blade is facing the direction of the tip of the knife, with a slight upward arc, which is slightly different from the knife commonly used in Zhongdu.

Yang Long's eyes couldn't help but flash a cold chill: "Or are you still a Japanese countryman?" ”

He slowly stood up, but his heart was full of murderous intent.

Yang Chongshan, it is better that you and Xiliang Zhengzong behind you have nothing to do with this matter, otherwise, just by colluding with the Japanese people, whether I am your opponent or not, I will also fight with you endlessly!

Yang Long's eyes flashed with a cold cold light.

Between the people of Zhongdu, even if they fight to the death, it is their own brothers fighting for the family property behind closed doors, even if his mother knocks out a hole in the sky, in the final analysis, it is also his own family's business.

can collude with outsiders, and fucking have a feud with Zhongdu, which is something that any bloody Zhongdu man can't tolerate!

This is the principle and the bottom line, and it is the bottom line that every middle-aged man should abide by.

Anyone or force who dares to cross this line is not worthy to exist in the land of Zhongdu!

"Yu Ba, you talk to Tengyun and take so-and-so back to the clinic with you. Before you come in, search around. After Yang Long finished speaking, he threw away the phone, and then smoked silently.

He didn't examine the assassin's body, believing that he couldn't get any clues. Like some dead soldiers, the assassin's body leaves a mark at every turn, which only appears in the novel.

In reality, no assassin would ever show such a stupid flaw!

Nima: They're here to kill people, not to participate in the draft and leave a mark? Unless it's the master behind him whose head is squeezed by the door!

However, it's not like you can't get any clues, such as the knife.

Because every assassin is trained from a young age, the weapons they use when assassinating must naturally be used all the time.

This is a helpless thing to do, and it is also a guarantee of the success of the assassination!

After Yu Ba arrived at Yang Long's call, he immediately rushed over, and appeared at the door of the clinic in about twenty minutes.

didn't drive, he followed a thousand knives, Yang Moumou and the three of them searched all the way from three directions, he may be a little puzzled by Yang Long's order, but he will definitely carry it out without discount.

"Boss, is something wrong?" As soon as he entered the door, he saw Yang Long standing at the top of the stairs, and Yu Ba spoke.

Yang Moumou raised his head and looked in the direction of the second floor: "There is blood!" ”