The death knell of hell has been sounded, how should you face it? Should you choose to be afraid? Or should it .... Choosing to accept it abruptly?

At this moment, time seems to freeze. The little nurse's mind was blank, and then the pictures of the past began to flash in her mind, happy, sad, sad, excited, is this what people often say, before people die, their whole life will be presented in their minds?

"Tick!" For a second, she knew that her life as a killer was coming to an end, but there was no trace of remorse in her heart. If you have to have regrets, it may be that you haven't talked about a love of your own.

Yan Bing stood still, waiting for her scalpel to stab. Because he had already figured out her knife path, he calculated the time difference, and his right hand accurately clasped the wrist of the little nurse holding the knife, and took advantage of the situation, gently pressed down, and in a matter of seconds, the scalpel in her hand was easily removed. The action is done in one go, and the hand is captured. The trick used by Yan Bing is like drawing a circle in mid-air, and it looks like the old man and lady in the park usually playing Tai Chi.

I saw the scalpel shining with silver light falling on the corridor of the hospital without warning, making a crisp "dangchang~" sound. The Yan soldiers unloaded the weapon from the little nurse's hand without much effort.

Seeing this, he immediately accepted the recruitment, and had no intention of continuing to fight. Because he thinks that through his own trick, the goal has been achieved, and the gap between them has been very intuitively explained.

He symbolically looked down at the scalpel on the ground, trying to tell the little nurse that it was all over.

Immediately, Yan Bing raised his head and showed his previous kind and stupid attitude, raised his eyebrows and smiled at the little nurse in front of him, and said, "Okay, I'm not interested in fighting you." Hurry up and lose your money! I'm going to deliver the next takeaway! Otherwise, I'll be fined by the hostess! ”

The little nurse held her sprained wrist and looked at the mysterious and eccentric man in front of her. His eyes were no longer full of anger and confusion.

She couldn't understand why a man with such a strong strength would hide his true strength? Why do you even want to go for food delivery? Is it a hobby?! And the boss lady in his mouth, is it even more powerful than him? In such a hurry to get a takeaway? Could it be that his boss lady is an animal trainer with a leather whip?! Can this beastly man be trained to be so obedient?!

The little nurse has now been disrupted by the mysterious man in front of her, and what she wants to know most at the moment is who he is? It can't be as simple as a food delivery.

"Who the hell are you?!"

Yan Bing, who was standing opposite, heard her question, and the tail of his eyebrows suddenly went down, turning into an inverted 'eight' shape. His expression was like a perforated ball, and he was instantly deflated.

I thought that after she learned about the difference in strength between them, she should retreat from the difficulty, why was she still chattering there and asking non-stop. Thinking of this, Yan Bing's heart couldn't help but start complaining: This guy is really annoying, he doesn't lose money for takeout, and he asks questions all day long.

Looking at her face that kept asking questions, Yan Bing was bored and stretched out his little finger to get his ear pierced, looking impatient, and replied lightly: "Why are you so curious about my identity?" I've said it several times, I'm just a food delivery person~ You just give me money, and we don't owe each other. I'm leaving! You can rest assured, I'm not going to call the police, I don't have much interest in what you're doing. ”

As he spoke, Yan Bing noticed a particularly obvious black-brown scar under the open collar of the little nurse. After taking a closer look, the black-brown scar turned out to be a twist-like pattern, stirred together. It is very similar to the red iron imprint left on the body of ancient prisoners after being tortured.

If others see it, they will think that it may be a scar caused by an accidental burn, or it is a kind of logo that young people want to express their personality. But this special brand scar was a familiar sign in Yan Bing's eyes.

Yan Bing's eyebrows furrowed slightly, with a somewhat smiling expression on his face, and he pretended to be casual and asked, "You.... Could it be... Twelve Earthly Branches, right? ”

The title of 'Twelve Earthly Branches' was heard from the mouth of a food delivery person. The little nurse's pupils contracted rapidly, as if she had seen a ghost in broad daylight, and her eyes widened: "You! You! Who the hell is it! Why do you know about the twelve earthly branches?! ”

Twelve earthly branches. The twelve ace assassins recognized within the World Killer Organization 'Syndicate' have never failed so far as long as they have accepted the assassination commission. As a result, the brand of "Syndicate" has won a high reputation and credibility in the industry, and the prices of the same services provided are also astronomical, basically in 100 million yuan. Once a 'syndicate' issues a client's mandate, as long as one of them can accept the commission, the client can sit back and sleep peacefully.

The twelve mysterious assassins hidden in the crowd did not know each other, but they all knew that there were eleven other people in the world. Only the chief agent of the 'Syndicate' in the world knows the true identity and background of these twelve people. At the same time, the chief agent of the organization gave each of them their own code name, that is, the twelve earthly branches.

Because the twelve did not know each other, in order to prevent unnecessary cannibalism in the execution of the entrusted mission, the 'Syndicate' organization provided the only mark that could identify each other, which was the totemic mark imprinted on them when they became the twelve earthly branches. This imprint will remain with them for the rest of their lives, until they die.

As long as one of the twelve ace assassins disappears for three years, or does not accept the commission for three years, the 'syndicate' will automatically determine that he is dead, and a new successor will be selected within the organization to replace him. The status and code name of the 'Twelve Earthly Branches' is a title that every professional killer dreams of having. Competition is also highly encouraged within the organization, and there are no principles, whether intentionally or not, as long as one of the twelve can be killed, the murderer can be replaced. But only if you can find them, or wait for them to be exposed.

Yan Bing stretched out his index finger and pointed at the collar of the little nurse, and said with an understated smile, "Well, you have a special red iron brand. ”

The little nurse quickly tightened her collar and asked, "Why do you know about the brand?" Know what the 12 earthly branches are? Who are you? ”