Chapter 279: She's Afraid of Bullets, Aren't You Afraid of Poison?
"Yan Murong, are you still hard-mouthed at this time?" Zheng Wuming sneered. "Am I stupid? Don't forget, now the gun is in my hand, am I stupid or are you stupid? β
"This kid is so stupid that it makes people feel distressed to watch." Yan Murong sighed with a smile on his face. "It's really hopeless."
As he spoke, Yan Murong looked at Zheng Yan, who was sitting there expressionless, as steady as Mount Tai, and asked with a smile. "Old man Zheng, you're an old fox - oh no, you're well-informed and experienced, or you're going to tell you this stupid grandson, who is stupid?"
"What do you want to say?" Zheng Yan ignored Yan Murong's verbal ridicule and asked coldly.
"Looks like you two aren't very smart." Yan Murong looked sorry, pointed at the little snake, and said. "As you said, she's the No. 3 killer in the world. Do you think your gun works? β
"What's wrong with being third? Isn't she afraid of bullets? Zheng Wuming's face was hideous, and the thumb on the gun quickly opened the safe, pointed at the little snake with the muzzle, and roared. Say, aren't you afraid of bullets? β
"Oops, you're scared." The little snake had a scared expression on his face, patted his chest and said coquettishly, but his body stood straight and didn't move. "Even if she is a killer, she is also a woman with fine skin and tender flesh, how can she not be afraid of bullets?"
"Haha, Yan Murong, did you hear that?" Zheng Wuming laughed maniacally. "The third killer in the world? Hahaha, aren't you still afraid of bullets? β
"Hey, Brother Zheng." Seeing Zheng Wuming laughing there, the little snake interjected. "I'm very afraid of bullets, it hurts to hit my body, you see, my chest is hit like this, if it hits it, what should I do if my little ** feels like it doesn't feel like it in the future?"
As he spoke, the little snake suddenly changed his words, looked at Zheng Wuming and asked. "By the way, are you afraid of poison?"
"Poison?"
Hearing Little Snake's words, Zheng Wuming and Zheng Yan were stunned at first, and then their faces froze at the same time.
Who is the stupidest?
Yan Murong's words made the two of them understand in an instant, it turned out that they were the stupidest.
The calm expression on Zheng Yan's face finally couldn't be maintained, and it became extremely gloomy.
Yes, it turns out that they are the stupidest one, the world's third-ranked killer is afraid of bullets, but they ignore the name of this killer - Viper!
She is a master of using poison.
The two reacted, but unfortunately the body suddenly lost its strength like a thread, Zheng Wuming gritted his teeth and wanted to pull the trigger, but found that his fingers could no longer exert a trace of strength, the trigger that could be pulled with a light touch was as heavy as a thousand pounds at this time, and the gun in his hand couldn't be grasped, and he fell to the ground with a "pop", and at the same time, the person also fell on the sofa.
"Yan Murong-" Zheng Wuming's face was extremely ugly, and he looked at Yan Murong and shouted hatefully.
"Stop yelling, you're losing." The smile on Yan Murong's face became brighter and brighter, ignoring Zheng Wuming's almost cannibalistic eyes, and walked straight to Zheng Yan's side, looked down at him, and said. "Old man Zheng, we have a saying in China, no matter how cunning a fox is, it can't escape a good hunter - I lived by hunting for more than ten years, and I have picked up a lot of fox skins, and it is the first time that you humanoid fox."
Defeated, this time completely defeated.
Zheng Yan was bitter in his heart.
He had to admit that he really underestimated Yan Murong, and all the twenty dead soldiers of the Zheng family were sent out, but he hadn't been able to get Yan Murong done, I don't know if he was too lucky, or if he was too back.
"I have a question." Zheng Yan asked in a deep voice. The expression on his face also changed instantly, and he became calm again.
Awesome, Yan Murong secretly praised in his heart. Zheng Yan, the old fox, can still sit and hold at this time - although it is because of the poison of the little snake, this calm momentum is not something that anyone can do. At least Zheng Wuming, who was as black as the bottom of the pot on the side, couldn't do it.
"Well, we in China have a fine tradition of treating captives preferentially and solving their doubts since ancient times, so let's ask, yes." Yan Murong waved his hand and said in a big way.
"How did you know I was going to arrange someone? Also, what did you do to them? Zheng Yan asked.
"Those are two problems." Yan Murong said with a smile. "But I'm in a good mood now, so I should buy one get one free."
"How did I know you had arranged someone? Hehe. Actually, I don't know, I'm guessing. β
"Guess?" No matter how calm Zheng Yan is, he is really depressed at this moment, and he has the heart to vomit blood.
Guess, this kid only relies on guessing?
"Don't believe it." Yan Murong said with a smile. "It is said that women's sixth sense is very spiritual, in fact, men's sixth sense is also very spiritual, such as me."
Sixth sense? You fool around, Zheng Yan scolded in his heart. You can believe this kind of ethereal thing, right? It is more outrageous than the Taoist priest who set up a stall on the street for twenty yuan and a fortune teller.
"I can't help it if I don't believe me." Yan Murong shrugged his shoulders. "As for the second question, it's even simplerβif my sixth sense is so effective, how could I come without preparation? Like your stupid grandson said, it's true that she's the world's No. 3 killer, but she's also a woman, and she's afraid of bullets. If you are not afraid of 10,000, you are afraid of what happened, this is what our ancestors said - I am not good at anything else, so I like to listen to the persuasion of my ancestors, so I naturally have to make more arrangements. When a horse still stumbles, it is impossible for a man not to miss it every time. You see, aren't you just going to miss it? β
As he spoke, Yan Murong stretched out his hand, circled his index finger and thumb, put it in his mouth, and blew a loud and long whistle.
Zheng Yan looked at Yan Murong in a daze, and before he understood what he was whistling for, there was a rush but extremely light rustling footsteps outside. Immediately after, the door of the wooden house was pushed open, and a dozen people wrapped in black clothes walked in from outside.
The men were uniformly dressed, all in tight black night walkers, their faces covered by hoods, and only a pair of eyes were exposed. On the back is a katana on his back.
"Ninja?" Seeing these people, Zheng Yan couldn't help but exclaim.
"Meihui, come, say hello to our Uncle Zheng." Yan Murong beckoned to the black-clothed man standing at the front and said with a smile.
"Yes, master." Mie Ozawa bent down and bowed to Yan Murong, then ripped off the hood on her head, and looked at Zheng Yan with a cold look in her eyes.
"Hahaha-"
At this time, Zheng Yan suddenly laughed, looked at Yan Murong and said. "Looking at your behavior in the island nation, I thought you were so patriotic - wrong, it seems that I was wrong. Oh no, it's everyone who is wrong. I have to say, you lied to everyone. I didn't think that you were colluding with the islanders. β
"Collusion?" Yan Murong smiled, and when Zheng Yan said that he, a patriotic and angry youth, was very colluded with island people, Yan Murong didn't care, looked at Mie Ozawa, and asked. "Do I need to collude with you?"
"Swear allegiance to the master!"
"Swear allegiance to the master!"
Under the leadership of Mie Ozawa, more than a dozen black-clothed ninjas knelt on one knee and proved to Zheng Yan with practical actions that Yan Murong didn't need to collude with the islanders, they were just a group of loyal dogs!
PS: It's only two chapters today.,Recently, I've found that there will be a bottleneck when I write for a while.,It seems that my skills are still not enough.γ Sorry, I'll have to put together another outline. Otherwise, there are more than a million words to do.