Chapter 122, Killer! Killer!

If it weren't for the fact that the little demon was a hostage, if the old monster wasn't because he was a hostage, the little demon and the old monster would have to scold.

The hand is the hand of the old monster, and the person who answers the question is the little demon, what does it have to do with you, what are you nervous about? The people who should be nervous are we okay?

Fang Yan waved his hand, signaling that the one just now didn't count.

He grabbed the old monster's wrist with one hand, grabbed the five fingers of the old monster's right hand with the other hand, and said, "Come on, that time just now doesn't count, the game goes on - the first question, where did you learn Tai Chi?" ”

The little demon looked at the old monster, and he wanted to stop talking.

Click!

Fang Yan's fingers slammed into force, breaking one of the old monster's fingers.

"Hmm-"

Because Fang Yan used too much force this time, he almost broke the old monster's fingers into ninety degrees. Even if the old monster has experienced a hundred battles, he can't bear such pain. Forced gritted his teeth and snorted.

"What are you doing?" The little demon hissed and roared. The right foot moves forward, a posture ready to attack before the battle at any time. "You did it on purpose."

"Not bad. This time it was indeed deliberate. Fang Yan said very frankly. I didn't explain the rules of the game clearly just now, so I'll add a few more. When I ask a question, the person answering the question can't hesitate, can't delay, the two of you can't talk, you can't even make eye contact—who knows if you have any chips in your eyes that can send messages or something. ”

"It's because you didn't explain the rules clearly, why do you want to break his finger?" The little demon said angrily. "Why should someone else bear your fault?"

Fang Yan sneered, looked at the little demon and said, "You are killers, not naïve children—don't you know this truth better than me?" Now, you are in my hands, and everything I say is a rule, and everything I do is a rule. Whether it's my fault or not, I say it's your fault, that's your fault - did you tell me the rules when you killed me? Not really. ”

The little demon wanted to speak and stopped. Fang Yan said this, she really couldn't refute it. If they had succeeded just now, Fang Yan would have become a dead man by now. They won't tell him what rules are irregular, and play idiotic games that are quick to ask and answer.

A philosopher in the world of killers once said: wasting time is equal to chronic suicide.

"Understood?" Fang Yan asked with a smile. "If you understand, then let's start again - the first question, who sent you to kill me?"

The little demon's mouth opened and quickly closed.

This fox-like cunning fellow, this coyote-like treacherous bastard. He actually played tricks with them, and he even played interrogation psychology with them.

Fang Yan broke the old monster's first finger when the little demon and the old monster were defenseless, it was to make the two of them nervous and mentally tense at any time, ready to answer any questions Fang Yan asked. Because you don't know what he did because of it, and you don't know when he will do it—he makes you unguardable, but you have to defend against it.

Fang Yan broke off the second finger of the old monster, and the reason given was that the little demon was too slow to answer the question, and there was a suspicion of eye contact. Because of the hesitation and pause, the old monster broke off a finger. This prompted the spirit of the little demon and the old monster to concentrate even more, and even put the answer to his lips, as long as Fang Yan asked the question again, they immediately said the answer he wanted-

However, the third time he asked the question, it turned out to be who was behind the scenes. He suddenly switched questions, and they almost blurted out the answers.

Fortunately, they were quick to hold back the answer to this question. If they leak buyer information, they will violate the professional spirit of the killer, and not only will it be difficult to gain a foothold in the industry, but they will also be hunted down by the organization.

Killer Creed Article 1: Kill the target.

Killer Creed 2: Don't divulge employer information.

Killer Creed Article 3: Loyalty to the First Employer -

Fang Yan looked at the old monster who was caught in his hand, and then looked at the happy eyes of the little demon in front of him, and couldn't help but be happy. "Do you think I'm smart?" ”

“——”

Click!

Fang Yan slowly broke off the old monster's third finger.

Fang Yan patted the back of the old monster's hand and said, "This time it's the price of refusing to answer the question. ”

The old monster and the little demon stared at Fang Yan with vicious eyes, they were almost angry with this kid.

Playing!

Words like this pop up in their heads.

He's playing with them, playing with their bodies, playing with their feelings—

They are killers. One - no, two long-established killers were played with like this, it has to be said, it is an insult.

"You can kill me." The old monster looked at Fang Yan and said. "However, I can assure you that you will be in danger for the rest of your life, and your life will be taken at any time."

"Is this a threat?" Fang Yan said sarcastically. "None of the knives in your hands can scare me, and you think two lips can do what knives can't?"

"What the hell do you want?" The little demon said. "We can trade."

"You're not qualified to trade with me. To answer my first question, where did you learn Tai Chi? Fang Yan asked again.

After the little demon confirmed the content of Fang Yan's question, he said in a deep voice: "We have studied with Wen easily for a while-"

"Wen's Tai Chi?" Fang Yan asked. Wen's Taiji is a branch of Chen's Taiji and a major branch of Huaxia Taiji. Wen Jian is a well-known Tai Chi master in China, known as 'Swallow in the Clouds'. Fang Yan saw with his own eyes that a gentle and relaxed old man dressed in a white Tang costume stepped on the edge of the copper basin on his toes with one foot, walking along the copper basin, and the copper basin was empty, but it would not tilt to the side and turn upside down. The posture of the gentle and relaxed old man is like soaring in the clouds, and the swallows are strolling, so they have the nickname of the swallow in the clouds.

Fang Yan looked at the little demon seriously and said, "Who are you gentle?" ”

The little demon was silent and did not answer.

Fang Yan suddenly remembered a secret and asked in surprise, "Are you a gentle outcast?" ”

It is rumored that when Wen was young, there were more than two, one was more disciples, and the other was more women. One of the disciples fell in love with his favorite lover, and Wen easily knew what was going on with this matter, and Wen easily became furious and threatened to abolish the two. Both the disciple and the lover fled, and they were never heard from since.

Family ugliness should not be publicized, and there are very few people who know about it. Fang Yan also overheard the words.

Now I hear the little demon say that they have learned Tai Chi with Wen Easy, could it be that these two people are the lovers and apprentices that Wen easily drove away back then?

"Tai Chi was originally a national art to strengthen the body, but it was used by you to kill people - it is okay to kill bad people, even peers like me. Do you still have a conscience? ”

"Killers take money to do things, and they don't care about good and evil." The old monster said coldly.

"Sounds like a little more comfortable." Fang Yan sneered. "You still have two fingers on this hand, and I happen to have two more questions to ask - first, who sent you to kill me?"

The little demon and the old monster don't answer.

Click!

Fang Yan exerted his strength again and broke the old monster's fourth finger.

"This hand has the best finger, and I also have the last question—" Fang Yan said. "Who sent you to kill me?"

This is the last question, but also the last opportunity.

If they were still unwilling to answer, then Fang Yan didn't mind letting them see the violent methods of gentle men.

"I don't know what to do." The old monster said. "No one knows. They're connected through the organization—"

"I'm not happy with this answer. I'm going to say I'm sorry to you again—" Fang Yan said.

At this moment, the little demon held the blade in his hand and rushed towards Fang Yan with great ferocity. A frame to die with his lover.

Fang Yan tugged on the old monster's wrist and violently pushed his body out of the way.

The old monster is his natural shield, and he doesn't believe that the little demon dares to move a knife against his man. The old monster does not die, and Fang Yan is worry-free.

Soon, Fang Yan knew that he was wrong.

The little demon really used a knife against the old monster. Moreover, this knife is quite brutal.

The blade in her hand was just a cover-up, I don't know when, the blade had been educated by her, and now it was replaced by a long prismatic long knife.

The long knife slashed at the old monster's arm, and because of the excessive force, it actually cut off the arm that was in Fang Yan's hand.

Snort –

There was a lot of smoke around Fang Yan, and a handful of flames flew towards Fang Yan.

Fang Yan waved this half-amputated arm and slapped those burning phosphate stones away, and when his eyes could see, what he saw was that the little demon and the old monster were holding hands and jumping towards the Tiger Leaping Gorge canyon at the same time.

The mountain wind is howling, and the canyon is unfathomable.

Suicide?

No, the strong man broke his arm to survive.

After they had descended some distance, a large black cloth suddenly bulged out behind them. The large black cloth unfurls against the strong wind and becomes a natural parachute.

Behind the little demon, there is a miniature skydiving bag. It seems that there is a reason why they chose Tiger Leaping Gorge as their point of attack.

Fang Yan stood in the canyon and watched for a long time, and it was not until their figures disappeared that he withdrew his gaze.

Raising half of the bloody arm in his hand, Fang Yan said with great emotion: "Killer killer - at the critical moment, you have to kill your own hand." ”

Fang Yan felt that they were so ruthless, ordinary people couldn't do this.

(PS: Lao Liu has arrived in Shenzhen.) We'll see you tomorrow, guys! ）