If this can be endured, then Dylan's name may have to be written backwards!

I saw Dylan with a gloomy face, walked up to a person who laughed the most, and coldly spat out a sentence.

"Take back your words!"

The tone, in addition to being cold, was mixed with a hint of command.

"Oops! Hahaha———— this kid is angry! I'm so scared~Ah——————————"

As soon as he finished speaking, Dylan's hand quickly grabbed him by the collar, lifted him up effortlessly, and then threw it at the wall beside him.

"Boom ————————————"

After a loud bang, the entire wall collapsed, and the broken bricks and iron pieces were piled up on the ground, only to see that the man who had been thrown out by Dylan was already buried in the iron sheet in a cloud of dust, unconscious.

"........ you" Qing Yu just wanted to say something, but he saw Dylan's eyes flashing with a piercing murderous aura, that kind of murderous aura, even Qing Yu, who had been in the assassination team for more than five years, couldn't help but tremble.

The golden eyes that were supposed to be bright and dazzling actually exuded a coldness that was very different from the golden at this time, and there was no wave in those eyes, as if they were looking at him condescendingly like a contempt for ants. Although it was only a psychological effect, Qing Yu really felt that there was a feeling of being at the bottom.

"You, you....... What do you want to do!? A woman next to her was already screaming, "Do you have any rules for a newcomer!?" Do you still want to stay in the assassination team!? Don't think that your brother can protect you if you mess around! ”

"Hehe, ridiculous!"

Dylan sneered and turned his gaze to the woman, "It's a pity that I'm a person who has always survived on my own!" I never needed someone to protect me! Think about it! Is there anyone who can protect you today? ”

After finishing speaking, Dylan's figure flashed, the cold light on the dagger in his hand flickered, and the moon shadow streamer was stepped on, from the door to the room, the figure flashed and disappeared, and when he saw Dylan again, he was already fifty meters away from before.

"Touching ——————————"

I don't know who fell first, a muffled sound came, I saw that the man fell to the ground in response, trembling all over, his clothes were already wet with sweat, and his left arm, at some point, had been twisted out of a terrible angle, his palm was half open, twitching in the air, and he didn't need to look at it to know that it was a bone misalignment.

Immediately afterwards, the other people also fell down one after another, the situation was very similar to that person, as for the few who took the lead in humiliating Dylan just now, Dylan also "generously" gave them a neat, half-meter-long opening, from the shoulder to the wrist, the muscles and bones in the middle, needless to say, looking at the depth, it should be a clean cut.

There were a total of fifteen people who had just "welcomed" the newcomers at the door, and now those fifteen people were already lying on the cold floor.

Dylan turned his head and glanced at them lightly, as if he were looking at something commonplace.

"Hehe, Xuantian Yu's things are not bad." Dylan muttered to himself.

That's right, the Wrong Bone Technique that Dylan just used was exactly what Xuantian Yu gave him two days ago. Dylan didn't take it to heart when he said anything to defend himself, and after taking it, he turned two pages of meaning, and the result was just a try, and the effect was not bad. In addition, Yaoyao also told him a little bit about Jiu-Jitsu before, coupled with the amazing speed of the Moon Shadow Streamer footwork, these few two-spirit people who are no more than four dimensions are not enough for Dylan to toss at all.

"Cut, didn't you just laugh a lot?" Dylan said dismissively, "I thought it was so powerful, boring!" ”

"You ........"

Those people were angry, they really didn't expect that Dylan would dare to do something with them! Moreover, he didn't even say hello! They originally thought that Dylan, a person who "relied on relationships and came in through the back door", would barely be strong enough to see, relying on the backstage, relying on time here, and making a little salary by the way. For this kind of small role, even if he laughs at him for fun, he doesn't dare to do anything! Maybe, for fear of losing face, he will hide it from Dean. Newcomers! It's normal to rub sharpness!

But....... They didn't expect the master in front of them to be so ruthless! Even if you do it, you still have such a heavy hand!!

Indeed, the arm that had just been broken by Dylan was already surrounded by tingling and burning sensations at this time, and the sore itch from the cracks in the bones was even more uncomfortable than cutting off the wrist directly!

Those people stared at Dylan deadly, their eyes full of hideous bloodshots, as if they wanted to skin Dylan alive.

And Dylan ignored the eyes of those people, hehe, there are so many people in the universe who hate me! How many of you are missing?

Thinking like this, I saw the door open inside, and more than 20 people walked in, among them, standing in the middle, was a middle-aged man with a height of nearly two meters. The man is about 35 years old, with short dark green hair, wearing a pure black mission suit, and there are faint beads of sweat, as if he has just returned from a mission.

This person is none other than ———— Qingteng, the current leader of the assassination team.

Qing Teng had just finished his mission and rushed back to the assassination team, ready to take a look at the skills of this group of newcomers, or rather....... Let's take a look at the injuries of those newcomers. He was followed by the other members of the assassination team, not including those on mission, of course. Those people are also very curious about these things, after all, they have been doing assassination missions for many years, they are the same, and there is no fun in the same place, so why not have fun if there is excitement!

However, the moment they opened the door, they were stunned by the sight in front of them.

The originally spacious room was now unable to get off its feet, and the cold floor was full of people, many of whom were still on all fours, like a turtle that had turned its shell, lying motionless on the ground, and the posture was very funny.

Now, it's funny, it's funny, but it's the old man from their assassination team who is lying down!

It didn't matter, they looked at it and saw that Dylan was standing in the pile of "corpses" with a flat face, sweeping the mess on the ground as usual, and the dagger in his hand was still faintly dripping with blood, which was enough to prove that he was the author of all this. However, with so many people and so many veterans of the assassination team, the people in front of them are not even messed up!! This, this, this....... That's impossible!

Although those people can't be said to be the elite of the assassination team, or even the middle and lower ranks, they were put down almost at the same time, how could such a face-losing thing be so easily done by a hairy boy who looks like he is only in his early 20s!? Moreover, people don't look like they've wasted a lot of effort!

.........