The bald head covered the back of his head, which was covered with blood, and before he could take a few steps, there was another heart-piercing pain. When I looked up, the ghost hand was still standing so casually, without any fear at all, and I couldn't help but burn all over my body with anger from my heart. Even the pain in my head seems to have been reduced a lot in an instant.

"Boy, where are you messing around? Don't you know my prince Dao bald brother? Who's your boss? Although he was very annoyed, according to the rules of the rivers and lakes, the bald head who was mixed in the underworld still reported his net worth. He was also afraid that this stunned-looking young man would be a big brother or a rich man, and it would not end well if something happened.

But after waiting for a long time, the bald head didn't wait for his mouth to move even half from the face of the ghost hand. The bald head suppressed his anger and asked, "Are you deaf?" What do you say? Where did Lao Tzu offend you? If you don't make it clear today, I'll let you go out in pieces. ”

The bald face was dripping with blood, and he glared at the ghost hand with a vicious anger. As he spoke, a group of hangers behind the bald head were tattooed little brothers, and they couldn't help but take a step up with the guys one by one. The eyes are full of provocation and contempt! Just wait for the boss to say a word, and I want to teach the ghost hand a lesson!

Ghost Hand frowned, and his clenched fists tightened. With so many people around, even if he was a real ghost, he couldn't get out, and it seemed that a vicious battle was inevitable. It's not that he's afraid of the dozens of vicious people here. It is not good for him to kill in such a public place, if that is the case, even if he goes out of this door, he will be chased and killed by both black and white.

This was not his original intention, and when he thought of it, he couldn't help but hate the cunning Nighthawk again. actually gave him such a question.

The bald head endured the pain and waited for a long time, but instead of speaking, the ghost hand in front of him glanced away, directly over his head. The bald head is not good at this time. It's too unkind to take the underworld seriously, and it's worth it.

Without saying a word, he picked up the wine bottle next to him and shouted behind him: "Brothers, kill this bastard for me, whoever kills him, I will reward him with 100,000 yuan." ”

The already arrogant gangsters have long been eager to try, and at this moment, when they heard that the eldest brother actually added an additional reward to his job. That joy was mentioned, and the eyes of the ghost hand were called a golden light, and he directly saw him as a shining golden pig's head. With a whoop, almost half of the people in the bar surrounded the guy with his hand.

In fact, this can't be blamed on the ghost hand, it's not that he doesn't want to explain it clearly, it's really a language barrier. Although the ghost hand is also a famous international killer, there are many languages in the meeting. But the bald head didn't need an international English greeting as soon as he came up, but directly on the local characteristics, even the Chinese people are difficult to understand Cantonese, which makes the ghost hand who was inexplicably involved in it even more confused.

Just look at the bald head and keep talking about something, and from time to time with the lower body movements to increase the appeal of the language. But the ghost hand really wanted to say to him: "Brother, can you change the words that you understand?" Let's go home and talk about the birds. ”

But the proud killer won't soften the first half of his sentence even if he hasn't done such a thing, although the bald head looks like he doesn't look beaten. If you are wronged, you will be wronged, even if you have many people, the ghost hand has never been afraid of the first half of the point.

The thugs were surging like a tide, and the gangsters who were crying wolves and howling like a wolf rushed up, and the guys beckoned over according to the ghosts' hands. The strength was so fierce, as if he was afraid that a guy would not be able to kill the ghost hand, and he held back enough strength to smash the ghost hand's head fiercely.

The ghost hand stretched his eyebrows at this crowded moment. What he is best at is strangling back and forth in the crowd, which is also a demon movement technique that his family has passed down from his ancestors, and his father, Oninomaru, has never learned in his life.

A flower suddenly appeared in front of the gangsters, as if a black shadow was floating by. Smashing into the guy who was supposed to be standing in front of him was all in vain. Just when everyone was in the clouds, thinking that they had drunk too much or knocked too much medicine, the bald head with a bloody face suddenly screamed and flew into the air.

But his body was too heavy, and he didn't fly halfway and fell down with a scream. A few thugs who didn't have time to react instantly became their boss's natural human flesh pads, and were pressed to the ground and screamed.

Everyone's eyes suddenly lit up again, and the ghost hand that had disappeared suddenly appeared like a ghost at the place where the bald boss should be standing, and was laughing at everyone. And the bald boss is curling up on the ground like an earthworm at the moment, holding his stomach and yelling, it seems that he was kicked into the air by a ghost hand just now. But half of the people present couldn't see what was going on.

The thugs who came back to their senses were not only not afraid, probably due to the effects of alcohol and drugs, but were even more angry by the blood, and the whole bar shouted and rushed towards the ghost hand together.

This ghost hand really frowned, he originally wanted to hit the culprit and the boss of this gang to stand up, so that he could retreat in a chic and safe manner, and he could also pretend to be a force in front of these gangsters and put on the spectrum of a first-class killer.

But he missed a little. It is drugs and alcohol that kill people, and people who may usually be guilty of money will immediately change into a tall image as soon as they drink alcohol, and dare to provoke anything.

It's really intimidating. The ghost hand sighed helplessly. As soon as his body moved, his hands quickly struck at the crowd like a butterfly. His ghost movement skills have been practiced to the extreme, and he is almost untouched in the crowd. As soon as he finished beating the person in front of him, before the person next to him could react, the ghost hand had already overflowed from the crack in the person, and he might have stepped four or five steps away.

The more crowds there are, the more powerful the demon magic will be. The ghost hand is really like the legendary ghost, invisible and invisible, so that these dizzy gangsters can't see his trace at all. Only a punch coming in the face will let the thugs know that the man is not gone yet.

The fist of the ghost hand is also very special, taking the leaf piercing boxing that has been passed down for hundreds of years. It is said that one of his great ninja ancestors developed this technique based on fluttering bamboo leaves when he was practicing in the bamboo forest. Just like the bamboo leaves, this set of boxing techniques is erratic, sometimes calm, sometimes restrained, sometimes unrestrained. The huge power released between the flowers and butterflies is unpredictable. There are countless famous people who have died under this boxing method.

This is also one of the three major stunts inherited by the Oninomaru family. It's a pity that Oninomaru only learned Netherfire, and the remaining two were learned by him, a century-old wizard, but also a rebellious and lonely son, which made Oninomaru sigh that his life circumstances were so complicated and wonderful.

In less than a minute, the ghost hand had already knocked down nearly a dozen people. At this moment, he had stood in front of the bar from the crowd, hiding in a dark corner, quietly watching the noisy bar.

The remaining dozens of people are in a mess with the guys, looking for safe ghost hands everywhere.

The ghost hand didn't want to stay longer, and when he received the news today, he was going to snipe Lao Zhou. But he didn't want to be saved by Nighthawk, his identity has been exposed at this moment, and this is the first time he has fought in a group in his many years of killer career.

One last glance at the chaotic bar. The ghost hand sighed, turned around, and disappeared into the confused prince's road.

A man with a strange smile suddenly walked out of the alley of the bar, and smiled as he watched the last silhouette of the ghost hand disappear around the corner. Then he fell backwards, disappearing again in the darkness, never to be seen again.

"Captain! You're a great deal. This is enough for that kid to drink a pot, so many people, I don't think he can get out. Seeing the sad face of the nighthawk who was hurrying away, Mengfei deliberately interrupted and said the matter of the bar.

But for such a big thing, even the military thorn who was silent on the side nodded.

Nighthawk was stunned for a moment, just thinking about Lao Zhou, but forgot about it, and said obscurely: "You think too simply. That guy was definitely a master just now, judging from the speed of his throwing knife and the strength of the punch he threw at me, it can be described as terrifying, and you will see this person in the future. If you can, you can walk around as much as you can. ”

"Is that an exaggeration?" The military assassin screamed disapprovingly. The arrogance in the soldier's heart forced him not to allow others to be better than himself, and when Nighthawk said this, wouldn't he be very wasteful.

Nighthawk sneered: "Don't say exaggerated words, you two together, without using a gun." I'm afraid it won't be able to support half a minute. ”

The two of them were startled and stopped talking. They knew the weight of Nighthawk's words, and the Thorn knew even more. I think when he and Nighthawk first met, they were put down without even taking a beat. Looking at the posture of the two of them fighting just now, it seemed that they were between the two of them, and they couldn't help but feel a sense of awe in their hearts.

Nighthawk stopped talking, and he was very strange at the thought of the mysterious young man just now. Who is he, and why did he come to kill Lao Zhou? What's at stake?

Thinking of Lao Zhou's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping at the end, there must be something important to say to him. Ay! This trouble, it is a question when I will see him again.

Back at the hotel, the veterans hadn't slept yet, and they were all sitting on the sofa waiting for him to come back. Hongguang and Baiyu Wang Chao were also among them. After the bloody battle of life and death in country R, the old players no longer regard these three new players as outsiders, although they still call them eggs, but they affectionately regard them as their own people in their hearts.

This also made the new team members who lived next to them very envious, thinking that when they would be able to be like Bai Yu and the three of them, and call the veterans brothers. It's just that they don't understand that these titles and friendships are all exchanged for the price of blood. In the minds of the three recruits, the appearance of the poppy covered in blood before his death can never be shaken.

"Captain, how's it going? Did you catch Lao Zhou? The big bull was the first to run up. He was particularly concerned about this time. He was not familiar with Lao Zhou, but the death of the black bear made him familiar with Lao Zhou. Because of Lao Zhou's betrayal, the black bear died tragically, which made the big bull hold back his strength.

Others also gathered around with concern. Nighthawk shook her head and gave a rough idea of what was going on at the bar. Everyone was amazed, no one could have imagined that in addition to their strength, there would be someone who wanted to kill Lao Zhou. It seems that Lao Zhou has become a fragrant bait, but it has attracted a lot of people.

Only Da Niu was heartless and called him unlucky, saying that he must catch Lao Zhou with his own hands, and he must not let outsiders take the lead. This made Nighthawk even more irritable, and he couldn't tell everyone what was on his mind. Lao Zhou's face is still vivid. Annoyed, he pushed the crowd away and returned to the house.

I collapsed on the bed and closed my eyes, and all I could think of was the image of this evening. Shaking his head vigorously, he forced himself to stop thinking about it, but the more he thought about it, the more he thought about it. This night is destined to be spent in sleeplessness.

The ghost pushed open the door, and walked over to Matsumoto, who had been waiting for him for a long time, and drank the water on the table.

"How's it going, did you get it?" Matsumoto asked with concern.

Ghost Hand shook his head and leaned back in his chair a little tiredly.

"What? Even you didn't succeed, are you amazing? Matsumoto asked incredulously, in his image. As long as the ghost hand is given information, even in the midst of thousands of troops, the ghost hand can also unknowingly ask for the other party's life. Now he missed, which really surprised him.

Ghost Hand suddenly smiled gracefully, and said in a deep voice that required Matsumoto to listen carefully, "Interesting, interesting." But it's amazing! ”