As the leader of the underground organization 'Steppe Lone Eagle', which is rampant in Western countries, those who know the cold heart respectfully call him "Young Marshal." And his enemies called him the "Cold-faced Demon". He couldn't even count the people he had killed, and of course those he killed deserved to die. And for such a group of low-level bandits, it is impossible to kill, if he is not provoked, he would rather turn a blind eye, but if it provokes him, then he can only blame these people for their lives.

Just when the short bandit beside Han Xin was angry, Han Xin's right hand was spread out, palm up, one hand into a palm, and instantly exerted force at a distance of three feet from the other party, like a sharp sword, directly hitting the short bandit's Adam's apple. The poor bandit only heard a crunch in his joints, and before he could even scream, his whole body lost his instincts, and his eyes were wide and drooping, as if he wanted to see how he hung up before he died.

"Big head, you hurry." The tall bandit in the lead shouted at the short bandit with his back to him, and as soon as he finished speaking, the pistol didn't have time to aim, only to see a peanut-like thing hit the wrist instantly, and the pistol faded in response, and then a ghostly figure jumped high from his seat, elbowed his head, twisted his neck with both hands in one go, and when he lay on the ground, his front and face had already become two directions.

Assassins with a dingy tip, anything can be their killing tool. This is a program that Hanxin has been training by Master since the day he was exiled. He once used a toothpick to shoot into his opponent's Fengfu acupoint at a distance of 10 meters in a battle, passing between his jaws and killing him instantly. But at this time, the chill did not want to exaggerate too much, although he only had his alias in the wanted notices of Western countries, and he did not even have a vague figure left, but after all, this was in his own country, if it weren't for the fact that the pistol against his head aroused the hatred buried in his heart, maybe he wouldn't have done it at all.

The cold heart that had just landed on his toes picked up the bandit's pistol and pointed it at the bandit guarding the other side of the carriage, and the bullet splashed a trace of blood through the opponent's head, and staggered backwards.

The other bandit who was collecting money only reacted at this time, and was about to raise the pistol in a panic, but was kicked off by the girl on Wang Tianlong's side not far away, only to see her take a quick step forward, a small grab to lock the bandit's wrist, twist and fall, a knee collision, both hands buckled, and the strong bandit became a puddle of mud on the ground.

The girl gasped a few times, her high ponytail swayed on both sides, her beautiful figure, and her sharp eyes revealed a few traces of heroic posture.

"Ho...... Pretty good! Obviously professionally trained, Han Xin couldn't help but clap his hands and praise.

The girl looked up angrily and smiled at the cold heart, her white and red face was unusually charming.

"When the time comes, I start to slow down, and everyone is ready to jump out of the car." At this time, the sound came from the walkie-talkie that fell to the ground.

Still want to run? It's not that easy. Hanxin muttered to himself, opened the locked carriage door with his hand, and more than a dozen Chengjing who heard the wind rushed in with guns.

"You came at the right time, several bandits here have been subdued by this woman, there are two threats that are too big, hang, there should be another in the cab, you hurry up and catch it, they are going to run ...... late" Before Chengjing could ask, he chattered endlessly to the middle-aged Chengjing led by Chengjing about the situation. He was working hard to act, and he didn't want Chengjing to pay attention to him, although he knew that his acting skills were really bad.

The leader interrupted him, understood the general situation, comforted the passengers, cleaned up the scene, and rushed to the cab with his subordinates. When I was far away, I didn't forget to ask for credit: "I have the credit for helping!" ”

The specially selected train scenery personnel lived up to expectations and arrested the bandits. However, the sudden appearance of a chill in front of their eyes, such an 'extreme master' also made them suspicious. Jing Cha naturally couldn't treat him like an interrogator, but he was cold and tried every possible way to justify and prevaricate. Jingchatong Guò found out all the information of Hanxin through limited channels and came to the final result: Hanxin, a graduate of Moko University in Russia in the class of 08, majoring in history and philosophy. Moko amateur kickboxing champion winner, returned home after completing his studies.

A qiē seems to make sense. The middle-aged Jingguan is also a sleek person, and Xiao Yingying took all the credit on herself and shook hands with Hanxin to thank him.

Hanxin is a person with a heavy criminal record, but this is only limited to a few Western countries. But in the Chinese military, he is even a meritorious hero. So even if he wants to check these scenes, he won't be able to find anything, and he will only be held accountable by high-level personnel, even so, Hanxin doesn't want to leak himself. When he returned to China, in addition to visiting a friend of life and death for his master, the most important thing was to find out the mastermind behind the assassination of his father and find out his lost sister, which was also his only relative in this world besides Master.

After eight years, Bingbing is also seventeen years old.

Coldly looking out of the window melancholy in vain, but very much looking forward to it, I can't wait for my sister to appear in front of me in the next second.