Looking at the blood spilling from the middle-aged man's eyebrows, the big drug lords realized that the boss of the Vietnamese gang was dead, and a few people subconsciously took out their guns.

Almost at the same time, there was a lot of gunfire outside the door, not only the young man shot unbelievably fast, but even the five subordinates he brought were also a middle and high master, with the gunshots, these five people launched a lightning-like slaughter of the subordinates brought by the big guys, the dense gunfire was like bursting beans, and the gunfire stopped in less than a minute, and those subordinates were basically killed without firing a shot, and the air was filled with blood.

There were also five other bigwigs in the conference room who were shot dead by young men before they could pull out their guns. The atmosphere in the room was depressing, and the people were out of breath.

The gunfire outside the door just now increased the confidence of the remaining five bigwigs, although the young man's marksmanship is ridiculously fast, but they don't believe that his subordinates will be so clever, after all, their subordinates are far superior in numbers, so the remaining bigwigs rushed out of the door desperately.

"Kill him, kill him for me!"

But when they rushed out of the room, they were dumbfounded, and there were dead bodies everywhere outside, and their men had already been slaughtered. The muzzles of the five young men's black holes were pointed at their heads, and one of them, a blond foreigner, shouted, "Give me all back, or you will be killed!" ”

The five bigwigs reluctantly retreated to the room, and the young man smiled and said: "If you don't want to die, just be obedient to me, I want eighty percent of this year's goods, do you have any opinions?" ”

No one would have thought that this young man's appetite is too great, does he want to monopolize drugs in the Golden Triangle? If so, it will undoubtedly block the financial path of the bigwigs.

"Everyone, he has no bullets, let's kill him together, as long as we kill him, the general will protect our safety, and we will divide the goods equally!"

An obese man shouted loudly, trying to gather the strength of five people to kill the young people, although this year's opium poppy production has been greatly reduced, but five people divided into eleven people can make them a lot of money, not to mention that as the obese man said, the young people have no bullets in their guns. Although the PSS whispering pistol is powerful, it only has a capacity of six rounds, so what threat can a gunman who has no bullets pose to them no matter how quickly he draws his gun?

The fat man was the first to pull out the pistol, but a scene that shocked everyone appeared, the huge head of the fat man who was about to raise the muzzle of the gun suddenly disappeared, and the surging blood spurted out of the neck cavity, and what was even more terrifying was that the bloody neck was still steaming, and the whole conference room exuded a fishy smell, like hell on earth.

But no one could see how the fat man died, they only saw a line of blood that flickered back into the hands of the young man.

The remaining four bigwigs were really frightened, and their strands trembled one by one, and they no longer pulled the index finger that was already on the trigger.

"Blood Soul!"

The four of them exclaimed almost at the same time, the blood soul was the name of a knife, and to them it was just a legendary existence. It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that "the flying line has no trace of three feet of blood, and the blood knife has a six-inch blade of soul", the blood soul knife is colorless, traceless, and ruthless, and only when you see blood can you see a trace of it, which is the red thread that flies back to the hands of young people. Of course, it's all just a legend, because everyone who saw it died.

"You are thirteen, the thirteenth soldier king of the Wolf Tooth Mercenary Regiment?"

A young man with a few strands of yellow hair on his head exclaimed, and the fear in his eyes could not be suppressed, everyone who had seen this knife was dead, would they be spared?

Thirteen put away the smile on the corner of his mouth and said coldly: "I have already given you a chance, since you want to die and I will fulfill you!" ”

"Don't, don't kill us, we'll give you all the goods, spare ......"

A red thread broke through the air, and the four people fell on their backs almost at the same time, and there was a line of blood on each person's neck from small to large, and then a trickle of blood overflowed, and the person was already silent.

"Are you really thirteen?"

The general, who was as steady as Mount Tai, could no longer sit still, his tall body trembled unobeyed, his eyes shone with the brilliance of death, and the hands of the two guards behind him holding the gun trembled, and the whole person seemed to have been petrified, and there was no liliang to pull out the gun again.

"Yes, I'm Thirteen!"

The young man turned around slowly, his eyes were flushed with a touch of scarlet, the red thread on his hand was beating enchantingly, and the cold murderous aura seemed to condense the air, making people feel like falling into a polar ice cave, cold to the bone.

"You...... You can't kill me, I'm a general, since they're all dead, the goods here are all yours, and you won't get anything if you kill me! ”

General Tea no longer had the temperament of Tarzan collapsing forward and not changing color, and almost cried out pleadingly.

The uncontrollable manic aura in Thirteen's chest was surging, and there seemed to be a voice in his heart shouting: "Kill him, kill him!" ”

He knew that this was a demon caused by years of killing, the blood soul had been with him for many years, almost his second life, and now every time he stabbed him, he would have this manic feeling, and in the long run, he would also lose himself, become a killing machine, and eventually go to destruction.

Another pleasant female voice like a heavenly voice sounded in my ears at the same time: "Thirteen, take a deep breath, let go of killing, and go live an ordinary life, you are saving not only yourself, but also all of us!" ”

Two voices twined in his mind, and General Cha's pleading voice upset the balance and reclaimed a glimmer of his sanity.

Thirteen's eyes wandered over the general for a moment, and the scarlet eyes gradually subsided.

"Remember your words, there's a guy named Marin who will come and pick up these goods!"

The figure of thirteen, Shi Shiran, walked out of the hall. Seeing the figure of the young man disappearing, the tea general who had closed the ghost door collapsed on the seat, the coercion caused by this young man to himself was too terrible, and at this time he found that his back was like being poured by a torrential rain, and he was already drenched in cold sweat, and the two guards were still shaking suddenly.

……

"Thirteen, xiexie, I'll pay a lot of commissions to your designated account on time!"

Seeing Thirteen come out, a dignified middle-aged man ran forward and handed him a cigar and said, this man's hands are white and flawless, and ordinary women may not be able to compare with him, and what is even more incredible is that he also has a string of sandalwood Buddhist beads on his left hand.

A burly black man next to him immediately stepped forward and hunched over to light Thirteen's cigar.

Thirteen took a few deep breaths, his manic mind gradually calmed down, he ignored the middle-aged man, and slowly walked out of the woods.

For him, their employment relationship has ended, and there may never be an intersection in the future, the most important thing is that he feels that this person's scheming is too gloomy, so he is willing to come to the Golden Triangle to fight these gangsters because his chips are high enough, and the purpose of mercenaries is to make money, not to look at people. Now that the employment relationship has been terminated, there is no need to have too much contact with such people.

"Thirteen ......"

The middle-aged man wanted to follow, but was stopped by the blonde-haired and blue-eyed foreigner Abby: "Marin, our mission has been completed, you should go and talk to General Cha!" ”

With that, Abby followed and walked out of the woods.

Marin's white fingers pinched a Buddha bead, "Click! The Buddha bead was actually crushed by him, and looking at the direction where several people had disappeared, an unfathomable sneer flashed on Marin's face.

Abby caught up with a few people and said with a smile in English: "Head, we made a lot of money this time, I'm already yearning for the sunny beaches of Miami, where are you going to go on vacation?" ”

"The sexy girls of Oman are already waving to me, come with me!" Black Bock interjected.

"Hehe, I don't imagine you being tanned like a!"

In front of his brother, Thirteen is no longer a ruthless killer, but a relaxed joke.

"KING, YOU ARE DISCRIMINATING, NAKED ~ NAKED ~ NAKED ~ RACIAL DISCRIMINATION, I PROTEST!" Bock uttered two sentences of stiff Chinese, shaking his head and waving his fist to express dissatisfaction.

"The protest is invalid, head, come with me, if you go, Sylvia will definitely go with you!"

"Abby, I won't see her this time, I've promised Dr. Sylvia an ordinary life and can't break my promise again."

Abby nodded: "For you, and for all of us, but KING, you don't want to start from scratch, do you?" ”

Abby said hahadaxiao, as for where Thirteen went, he wouldn't ask at all, if KING wanted him to know, he would definitely tell him, even if he didn't tell him, they had their own unique contact details.

"Do I need a lot of money?" A bohemian smile appeared on Thirteen's face, and at this moment he returned to himself.

"Haha, if you're short of money, I'm afraid Gates will have to sweep the streets!" Several people at the same time hahadaxiao.

"Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see Nanshan; How can you ask you? The heart is far away from itself. I'm looking forward to life now! ”

Thirteen muttered to himself, looking at the rolling mountains, his eyes were wide and far-reaching, and if you looked closely, you would find that his deep eyes were full of deep pity and loneliness.

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A month later, at the gate of Binhai University under the sunset, the ambitious students walked out of the school gate, the boys opened their arms to embrace the sunset, and let their thoughts fly, and the girls told campus anecdotes in groups, whispering in the boudoir, and the enthusiastic youth constituted a vivid and vivid picture.

"Hi beauty!"

The two girls who had just walked out of the school heard the rogue shout and turned to look at the other side of the road, behind a stall selling dog skin plasters sat a young man of twenty-six or seventeen years old with an uninhibited smile on his face.

Binhai University is the premier institution of higher learning in Binhai City, and this girl is Qiao Shishi, the first school flower of Binhai University, and the girl next to her is her best friend Hongjin.

Seeing the young man whistling at herself, Qiao Shishi took a sip lightly: "Bored, go, Hongjin, let's ignore him!" ”

"That's it, such an adult should not be serious, he went to the gate of the university to set up a stall, it has been several days, and no one has bought his plaster, I think he is a liar!"

Hong Jin echoed continuously, in their eyes, Thirteen is a scoundrel who does not learn and has no skills, a charlatan who cheats and abducts, and he is not even a magic stick, at least the magic stick can fool him better than him.

Thirteen didn't care about the two girls who could kill themselves, and still whistled wildly at the backs of the two people.

Thirteen's name is Ye Qin, because he was the thirteenth in the training base when he was a child, so everyone called him thirteen, and over time, the mercenary world only knew Thirteen, but no one knew his real name. Of course, no one in Marina City knew that this person was the legendary Thirteen in the mercenary world.

Ye Qin is an orphan, and the reason why he chose Binhai is because there is a trace of his childhood memories here, so he unconsciously chose this place as a place for self-cultivation and self-cultivation, suppressing his inner demons in the ordinary. As for why he sells plasters, perhaps he thinks that this is also an indispensable part of the composition of the blandness.

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