Chapter 226: The Strongest Killer
"Nuwa system warning... Within ten meters of the surrounding area, there are four high-level killers, three men and one woman, two gunmen, one dart master, and one melee combat master. ”
"System Assistant, how to solve it?" Four high-level killers, what is advanced? Zhang Yang has never heard of it, but it can be judged from the words that these four guys are by no means good, especially since the other party has two guns, he has no chance of winning at all.
Suffice it to say, the warning provided by the system is useless at all.
"Answering this question costs thirty-five system points, and currently you don't have enough points to pay for ......"
"Grass!" Zhang Yang secretly took a sip, thirty-five points, Nima's, knowing that Lao Tzu only has thirty points, you are sincere to disgust me.
But now even if there is a way, it is too late, because there are two people at the head of the alley and two people at the end of the alley, as the system says, three men and one woman.
Looking at it, there is nothing peculiar, but just looking at their walking posture, their steps are calm, and between the steps, there is a nameless sense of slaughter.
Zhang Yang knew that these people were definitely not easy to mess with, and they were definitely not comparable to the few road killers he had encountered before.
He looked at the sides of the alley, the alley was five or six meters high, and it was the kind of cement wall that was smoothed, even if he could fly the eaves and walk the wall, he couldn't climb up, and no family on either side of the alley opened the door or anything.
It's going to kill him, time. The location is really just right, Jinnima's fuck, originally he wanted to go straight to the Molecular Drug Research Center to give Joshier and Jenny Li a hand.
It seems that this gang has been following him for a while, but he may be careless for a while, plus during this time, Meining City is searching for people everywhere in Spades, he thinks that the other party should not dare to do anything to him for the time being.
Unexpectedly. The other party was in this most dangerous situation, and he unexpectedly attacked himself.
Four of them, all wearing the kind of trench coats with hats. The hat also covers the head tightly.
Zhang Yang knew that two of them had guns in their hands, but he didn't know which two, and the other one was holding darts. One is a master of melee combat, and if the opponent uses a gun, then he has no chance of half a point.
However, looking at the way they slowly approached, he knew that he still had a glimmer of life, because the other party didn't seem to want to kill him immediately.
That is, they may have other plans.
He didn't move, because it was useless to move, and even if he wanted to run, the alley was at least fifty meters deep. Even Usain Bolt's speed can't outrun a bullet.
He looked at the four of them, and saw that one of them was clearly a woman, wearing a pair of black skinny jeans and a black hooded trench coat. Stepping on a pair of brown cowhide military boots, despite the wide trench coat, her hot figure betrayed herself, slender and tight thighs, slender waist, and towering peaks that the wide trench coat could not hide. all reminded Zhang Yang that this is a female killer with a devilish figure.
The face can't be seen, but just looking at the white skin of her exposed hands, Zhang Yang can conclude that this woman is not ugly.
But looking at her little hands that trimmed her nails so beautifully, Zhang Yang's heart shrank slightly, and there were probably many people who died on these snow-white little hands.
"Publicity!" Of the four, one of the shortest was the smallest, and he spoke, calling out his flamboyant name bluntly.
"Eight of spades?"
"Yes, if you know us, you should know what we're here for."
Zhang Yang curled up his hands, smiled, nodded and said, "Don't you just want to kill me." ”
"You're good, but it's a pity that we're targeting." The short man spoke lightly.
"What do you want to do?"
"We are killers, as long as we can complete the task, it doesn't matter how we do it......" The short man probably felt a little inconvenient to wear a mask to speak, reached out and adjusted the mask on his face, and continued, "However, since you can kill the eighth child, we will give you enough dignity to die." ”
"Eighth? What do you mean? Zhang Yang knew that he had killed a killer nicknamed Hei Bakui in Yang Fei's dormitory, and it was said that there were eight gold medal killers in the organization of Eight of Spades, and the one he killed that day was ranked eighth, but at this time he still pretended to be ignorant and asked the other party in order to buy himself more time.
A person next to the short man ripped off his mask, revealing a face that made Zhang Yang look very disgusted, what is very disgusted, that is, he had a tuft of beard, but the beard was in the middle, like a chrysanthemum in World War II, and more importantly, a face was a little hideous, and there was a big scar on his cheek, as if he had been arched by a wild boar.
He glanced at Zhang Yang, twisted his neck, and said coldly: "Fourth brother, don't talk nonsense with him, do him, leave, it's not safe here." ”
"Hehe... You still have chrysanthemum devils in the eight of spades? Zhang Yang stared at him, and slowly turned his gaze to the short man, if nothing else, the fourth brother in this guy's mouth should be the head of this gang.
"We don't have a chrysanthemum devil in the eight of spades..."The short man glanced at Scarface, and his eyes obviously showed a hint of dissatisfaction, probably because he felt that Scarface made him feel a little uncomfortable exposing his face.
"Little white face, the fourth brother said that he wanted to give you a dignified death, then I will give you a dignified death." Scarface didn't say hello, and directly kicked towards the flamboyant front door.
His legs were very long, and when he swept over, he actually brought up a cloud of dust on the ground, which showed how powerful it was.
This should be the melee combat master that the system said, Zhang Yang didn't think much about it, his body retreated, and let his attack go, before he could make a counterattack, the leg swept by Scarface did not retract, but immediately turned into a bounce leg in mid-air and kicked towards Zhang Yang's face again.
Zhang Yang had to retreat again, but the scarface did not slow down the attack, his feet landed on the ground for support, and the fist of his right hand had been handed out, with a sharp fist wind blasting towards Zhang Yang's face.
Before the fist arrived, the fist wind that struck had a cold murderous aura, which made Zhang Yang's eyes narrow, and his body retreated again, and his back had already hit the cement wall of the alley.
It was the most terrifying opponent he'd ever faced, and for a few rounds, he couldn't backhand.
Of course, there were reasons why he wasn't prepared.
After Scarface forced Zhang Yang into a corner, his fist did not retract, and a whip leg stopped in front of Zhang Yang, making it impossible for him to move forward, and then a large hook punch slammed into Zhang Yang again.
Zhang Yang had already reacted and bowed his head.
Scarface's iron fist almost slammed into his scalp, slamming against the concrete wall.
"Boom!" Zhang Yang, who was sticking to the wall, could feel that the wall behind him was shaking gently, as if it was about to collapse, and above his scalp, a piece of cement smashed down against his face.
Damn, this pseudo-chrysanthemum huā devil is not only powerful, but also terrifying.
Zhang Yang knew that he couldn't hide anymore, he couldn't hide anymore, and even if he could dodge, there were three more next to him, even if he died, he would have to pull a cushion.
Scarface slammed his fist into the wall, and before his fist could retract, he received a blow from the ribs.
"Bang!" After a muffled sound, Scarface took two steps back, but it was only two steps, and he stood firm, his face was hideous, and he forced Zhang Yang again, "Is it just so much strength?" ”
Another punch smashed into Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang reached out and quickly hit the soft underbelly of his wrist, and his arms collided.
"Bang!"
The body was hit by the strong force of the other party, and he took two steps back, and his back hit the wall again.
This guy has too much power.
Zhang Yang leaned against the wall, panting incessantly, this was the most terrible opponent he had ever encountered, and if he continued to fight, even if he was not hit, just this kind of fighting in front of him, the bones of his whole body would have to be turned into pieces.
"Hehe, aren't you very good at fighting?" Scarface saw the predicament of Zhang Yang, and couldn't help but smile fiercely on his face, "Are you here?" ”
Zhang Yang lowered his head, leaned against the wall, and only stared at the scarred face with the corner of his eye, without saying a word.
"Paralyzed, give me death!" Seeing this, Scarface didn't talk nonsense, and shot again, and swept towards Zhang Yang again with his feet on the ground.
His whip leg is full of strength and changeability, Zhang Yang has already understood it just now, and he is completely unable to resist it, and Zhang Yang can't retreat against the wall.
But just as Scarface's toes lifted off the ground, Zhang Yang moved.
Scarface had a whip leg, with full strength, looking at Zhang Yang's waist and ribs to sweep, as long as he swept in, at least Zhang Yang had to break several ribs, but as soon as his legs left the ground, Zhang Yang also moved, and his hands slammed into the wall behind him, borrowing strength, his body was in the air, and he also responded to Scarface's more ferocious whip leg in mid-air, and the two figures quickly staggered.
"Smack!"
An extremely crisp, muffled hitting sound of the heavy object hitting the ** spread out in all directions, and the whip leg of Scarface was almost swept against the lower plate of the flamboyant air.
But he swept away, because Zhang Yang's whole person had already jumped into the air, and almost at the same time, he smashed Scarface's head head-on with almost the same horizontal whip leg.
Scarface almost fell to the ground in response, and as soon as he came down, Zhang Yang had rushed to his side like a ghost, and grabbed his right index finger and middle finger neatly, and strangled his neck, like dragging a dead dog, pressing him to the ground, spreading his five fingers, and pinching Scarface's throat.
Looking up, he stared at the other three killers who were stunned, and said coldly, "If you don't want him to die, you should know what to do." ”