Chapter 642

Before the soft moonlight, many, many human faces were imprinted, all of which were the faces of the brothers who had come with him this time and died.

"Brothers, I'm coming for you."

"Boss, all the brothers and relatives of the Heavenly King Palace, if there is an afterlife, I will be strict with my cultivation and be your brother."

"Hehe...."

Yan Yuxiu smiled, and there was a hint of relief in his smile.

He was so tired after a long time of running, and now he could finally take a good rest.

The footsteps around him surrounded him one by one, and everyone wanted to rush over to kill him, because from the very beginning, the Jinnawa family had already issued a bounty, and the head of Yan Yu Xiu was worth 100 million US dollars.

Moreover, not only the bounty of the Jinnava family, on the international dark web, the heads of the five heavenly kings and the eighteen generals of the Heavenly King Hall have extremely high bounty prices, of which each of the eighteen generals is worth 100 million US dollars, and the heads of the five heavenly kings are 300 million.

As for the summer of the Heavenly King Palace, it is said that his reward on the dark web has exceeded 500 million US dollars.

Therefore, if anyone can kill Yan Yuxiu now, he will not only be able to get the bounty of the Jinnava family, but also the bounty of the dark web, which is worth a total of 400 million, such an astronomical amount, even if he is some of the top mercenaries or killers in the world, he will not be able to earn this number in his life.

In this way, now that the dying Yan Yuxiu is at his fingertips, who will let go of this good opportunity?

Yan Yuxiu really had no power to resist, so he just watched the people around him come towards him viciously.

He was too tired to even lift a finger to do that, and if he gritted his teeth and stood up, he might be able to take out one or two more enemies, but that wouldn't make any sense.

Everything, so be it.

Yan Yuxiu lay on the ground and continued to look up at the moon in the sky, the soft moonlight reflected the figures of his brothers more and more clearly.

They were all beckoning to Yan Yuxiu, because Yan Yuxiu himself had said that Huangquan was far away, and he asked his brothers not to go too fast and wait for him.

However... A second passed, ten seconds passed, thirty seconds passed...

The death that Yan Yuxiu was waiting for never came, and around him, there was suddenly a crackling sound of metal colliding, and there was a big battle around him that had already stopped.

Moreover, he also felt that the layer of danger that had been hanging over him was rapidly receding, and the people around him who couldn't wait for his life seemed to suddenly become panicked.

Several figures burst into the crowd and began a frenzied battle around him.

Yan Yuxiu was still lying on the ground, looking at the moon in the sky.

The figures of the brothers seemed to be blurred in the moonlight, and it was not long before they all disappeared.

At this moment, Yan Yuxiu suddenly realized that tonight, he didn't seem to be able to die.

Beside him, a figure jumped back and forth around him, as fast as the wind.

The weapon in his hand was strange, it was a scalpel, a scalpel as thin as a cicada's wing, and even when he held it, he twisted it with three fingers, because the knife was so small that one hand could not hold it at all.

However, even though the posture of holding this knife looks a little strange, it actually contains an extremely terrifying power.