Chapter 347: Hellfire (Asking for Flowers)

In the stadium, the stage for singing China has been set up. ()

The falcon is located in the audience behind the stage.

The reason why he chose this place was because the lighting was dim enough, and the huge stage was blocked, and almost no one else came here.

The auditorium is a series of steps, the Falcon's position is at the bottom of the stairs, and the location of the Cold Shadow is at the top of the stairs.

Therefore, when the falcon looks at the cold shadow, it needs to look up.

This is a very disadvantageous position for a killer.

He felt a strong murderous aura, emanating from the man in white who didn't say a word, this murderous aura made him shudder, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of panic.

This feeling is very fatal for a killer, and when a killer performs a mission, what he needs is calmness, what he needs is composure, what he needs is meticulous observation and a fatal blow that seizes time.

The Falcon now feels that in terms of momentum, it has weakened by three points.

Although it is just panic, an experienced killer can see your psychology from your expression, your eyes and even your every move.

Fortunately, at night, the falcon did not move again, and he felt that the other party would definitely not know his current psychological fluctuations.

How so? Why does it feel this way?

The other party is just a young man, but he seems cold, why is he scared first? Just because he can find himself?

Maybe the other party is also in this psychology now, maybe the other party is also nervous to death? Why else did he stand still there, instead of actively attacking?

The two men looked at each other like this for dozens of seconds, and then the falcon saw an incredible scene.

The man in white actually raised his feet and walked towards him calmly.

No, between killers, it shouldn't be like this.

If he is here to deal with himself, he should rush towards him as fast as possible and give himself the maximum blow.

But what is he doing now? He walked slowly, as if he wanted to talk to himself.

The falcon's panic gradually subsided, and it came out again.

When things go wrong, there must be demons, and that's so abnormal.

Could it be that this man is not the other party's person at all, but a student here?

Or did he simply see himself here alone, so he wanted to come over and make friends with him?

Damn, it won't be a friend, right?

Although he thought so, Falcon did not let his guard down at all, the sharp knife in his hand was ready, it was a small and delicate sharp knife, not big, but sharp enough, it had already cut the throats of many people.

At his ankle, there is also a ****, a small but with a silencing device.

But this thing, unless it is absolutely necessary, he will not use it, after all, this is the campus, he doesn't want to cause too much bang For the killer, something that can be solved quietly, no one will make it vigorous, this is not righteousness and bravery, not meritorious service, but killing, taking money to kill.

Hanying slowly walked in front of the falcon, still looking at the falcon condescendingly, he had already seen his timidity, he saw his nervousness, he saw one of his hands tightly grasping something in his trouser pocket, presumably that it was the weapon, and the eyes, staring at him tightly, did not even blink.

However, Han Ying's face still didn't have any expression, just looked at him coldly, if someone passed by here at this time, they would definitely feel that this scene was very weird, the two big men looked at each other like this, and there was always a little bit of affection.

"You want to kill Ye Fan?" Cold Shadow's face was filled with disdain.

This sentence was enough to indicate the identity of Cold Shadow, and the falcon did not answer, and as soon as Cold Shadow finished speaking, his hand shook, and the sharp knife was already heading towards Cold Shadow's thigh artery.

He believed that at such a close distance, at such a fast speed, the man in white in front of him, no matter how powerful he was, it would be impossible to dodge.

Boy, you can only blame yourself for your bad luck, you are too conceited, and the price of conceit is death.

But before the sharp knife was fully extended, the falcon felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen, and the man had already flown out, and slammed into the railing of the spectator seat and the sports field.

With a clang, the falcon took a heel and planted itself under the playing field.

What's going on? How can it be?

The falcon's head buzzed, and he didn't even see how the man in white in front of him moved, and the person had already been kicked off.

The falcon endured the pain in the lower abdomen, and in the process of falling, he pushed his hands to the ground, slowing down the strength of the fall, and a carp stiffened, already squatting on the ground, without looking, and with a wave of his hand, the sharp knife had already flown towards the figure that rushed down from above.

The cold shadow in mid-air snorted coldly, and with a tilt of his head, he dodged the attack of the sharp knife.

At the same time as the flying knife was raised, the falcon already knew that it was difficult for him to hurt the man in white, and his other hand quickly touched the **** at the ankle.

All he wants is this opportunity to pull out the gun, as long as the gun is pulled out, no matter how powerful the man in white is in front of him, he is also confident that a shot will hit him in the heart.

It's just that this opportunity to draw a gun, Han Ying gave him, but Han Ying didn't give him the opportunity to shoot.

Watching the cold shadow fall lightly, the falcon's **** has already pointed to the head of the cold shadow.

Just as he was about to shoot, he suddenly saw a flash of cold light, and the gun fell to the ground with a low head.

The falcon looked at this qiē incredulously, as if it didn't believe it was real, why did the gun fall to the ground?

It wasn't until the piercing pain came that he realized that it was not only the gun that had fallen to the ground, but also his own hand, which had been severed by his wrist.

Since all the qiē happened instantaneously, he didn't even notice it when the gun fell to the ground.

Cold Shadow flew up and kicked out, and the falcon was kicked to the ground, and then, at which wrist, was trampled on the ground by one of Cold Shadow's feet.

"The falcon of the Ghost Killer organization, good at tracking assassinations, ridiculous." Hanying said coldly.

Falcon didn't expect that people even knew who he was, his heart was already full of despair at the moment, he thought that his strength was very strong, but in front of others, he couldn't even pass three moves.

"You, who are you?" The falcon's wrist was stepped on by the cold shadow, and it felt like running water, constantly flowing outward, and this flow, he would soon die from excessive blood loss.

"What does it matter to sue you, hellfire, cold shadow." Hanying said coldly.

Hellfire?

Falcon was stunned, he finally felt that he was not unjustly killed today, and that he could die at the hands of the people of hellfire.

It's just that he feels very depressed, how could a small university security guard alarm the hellfire? ……

ps: It's the last week of this month, you don't have to forget to smash flowers if you have flowers, and they will be invalid when they expire, hehe.