"Who are you?" Yan Murong held the soft sword in his hand, and looked at the killer in front of him vigilantly.

This killer is a black man, and in this pitch-black environment, if it is not for a mouthful of white teeth, it is really difficult for people to find.

"Introduce myself, my name is Bertas." Bertas said with his teeth bared. "I'm a killer."

"You can see it." Yan Murong nodded. "Say, what do you want?"

"Hehe, of course it's going to kill you." Bertas chuckled. "As I said, I'm a killer, and of course a killer is a murderer."

"My life?" Yan Murong smacked his lips and said with a sincere expression. "Can you still be individual? There is only one life, and if I give it to you, I will have it gone. ”

"And what about her?" Bertas raised the gun in his hand and aimed it at Su Qingwu's neck. "You only have one life, so guess how many lives she'll have?"

"Bang-"

At the moment when Yan Murong's gaze shifted to Su Qingwu, Bertas suddenly turned the muzzle of the gun.

The flames flashed, and the bullets went straight towards Yan Murong.

"Ding!"

The perception of danger made Yan Murong suddenly sweep the soft sword in his hand the moment Bertas opened fire.

The bullet was swept by the soft sword, making a crisp sound, and the huge force shook Yan Murong's hand holding the sword painfully.

Between the lightning and flint, life and death pass by.

"Oh? Blocked? ”

For Yan Murong to be able to block the bullet with a soft sword, Bertas's face flashed with instant surprise.

"Not bad, not bad." Bertas burst out laughing, and the muzzle of the gun was once again aimed at Su Qingwu. "Huaxia Kung Fu is indeed very powerful."

Terrible?

Yan Murong smiled bitterly in his heart.

The shot just now came so suddenly that it was too late for him to dodge, so he could only subconsciously swing his sword - fortunately, the goddess of fate chose to stand on his side, and the sword just hit the bullet, but the huge force shook his hand a little numb.

The male protagonist in The Matrix faced so many bullets on the rooftop, and his figure just shook in place and dodged, but Yan Murong didn't have that ability, he was also made of meat, and the bullets would bleed when they hit his body.

"Let's talk about the conditions." Yan Murong was vigilant in his heart, but a smile appeared on his face, and he looked at Bertas and said. "Look, you're a killer, killing people, of course, to make money, right? - Look, otherwise, I'll give you double as much money as you can get this time. ”

"This condition is very exciting to me." Bertas grinned, and suddenly, the conversation changed. "Still, I think you don't know much about what we do - we kill people for money, but we also have a work ethic."

"Take this woman in my hand, for example." Bertas pointed at Su Qingwu and said. "I only took money to kill one person, so I won't kill her."

"Then let her go." Yan Murong said.

"Okay, trade your life for it." Bertas said. "Just because I don't kill her doesn't mean I won't hurt her. I guess you don't want to see her hurt, do you? ”

"Triple the price." Yan Murong put forward the conditions again.

"Are you insulting the dignity of a killer?" Bertas sneered. "Or are you stalling for time? Hehe, if you're trying to stall for time, then I'm sorry, no one will come here, and you don't expect the police to come and help you. ”

"Quadruple!"

"You Huaxia people know how to smash people with money."

"Damn, you're not done." Yan Murong said angrily. "I've given you four times the price, what do you want? Even if a person is black, his heart is so black - say, how much do you want? ”

"Looks like we're really out of here." Bertas shook his head with regret, and suddenly, the muzzle of the gun was pressed against Su Qingwu's arm.

"Bang-ah-"

First there was a gunshot, and then Su Qingwu's screams of pain.

Yes, Bertas fired, and fired a shot at Su Qingwu's arm, and instead of getting into the flesh, the bullet slashed along the skin, leaving a deep blood mark.

"I'm not going to give you money." Yan Murong's eyes instantly turned extremely cold, and a strange smile hung on the corner of his mouth. "You're right, I shouldn't have used money to insult your dignity as a killer - but I'm stalling for time."

Hearing Yan Murong's words, the smile on Bertas's face froze, and he suddenly felt a cold chill on his back, and before he could speak, he pulled Su Qingwu and his body instinctively fell to the side, and at the same time, the gunshot rang out, and a bullet grazed his ear and flew over, hitting the trunk of a tree in the distance, making a muffled sound of "poof".

Bertaston was drenched in a cold sweat, and if it weren't for the fact that his years as a killer had made him extremely sensitive to danger, the bullet just now would not have grazed his ear, but had been directly into the back of his head and then out of his eyebrows.

This is a master, Bertas thought to himself the moment he fell to the ground. Otherwise, there are too few people who can get close behind him without him noticing.

Yan Murong moved, and the moment Bertas pulled Su Qingwu to the ground, he moved, his body was like a black phantom, and he appeared in front of Bertas in an instant, and the soft sword waved, with a burst of screams that broke through the air, he slashed at Bertas's hand holding Su Qingwu.

Bertas was so startled that he didn't have time to shoot, he quickly let go of his hand and rolled backwards.

Yan Murong's sword missed, and at the same time, a series of bullets also hit the ground one after another, forcing Bertas to keep rolling around on the ground, until he rolled backwards to a tree, which was temporarily out of danger.

"Who is it? Who is shooting. Bertas hid behind a tree and cried out loudly, but there was a hint of fear in his tone.

He is now Chinese New Year's Eve, and he has been a killer for nineteen years since he killed the first person when he was fourteen years old because he was discriminated against because of his skin color.

In the past nineteen years, he has killed countless people, and although he has encountered all kinds of dangers, he is confident that he can escape. But now, he has no bottom in his heart.

Nineteen years of killing made him just step into the fiftieth place in the world killer list a few days ago, but he didn't expect that the mysterious gunman he met tonight would force him to be so embarrassed, and he didn't even have the confidence to successfully escape.

"Giggles." A coquettish laugh came from the darkness in the distance, followed by three bullets behind the tree where he was hiding.

"Bertas, nicknamed the King of Little Guns, just entered the fiftieth place in the world killer list this year and can't wait to come out to take over the business? - Tut-tut, little gun king, this gun is not very good. ”

As the words fell, the figure of the little snake came out of the darkness, holding a pistol in his hand, and pointed the muzzle of the gun at the tree where Bertas was hiding.

"Don't you want to know who I am?" The little snake smiled coquettishly. "You come out, as soon as you come out, I will tell you who I am."