Chapter 7: The Mysterious Master

The breeze is light, bringing a little coolness to the night.

The street lamp swayed gently, and in the shadowy light and shadow, a person walked in.

This man has a slender figure and a cold face, especially his white hair like snow.

In the chaotic night, when the demons were dancing wildly and all kinds of three religions and nine streams were making a fuss, this person walked generously on the streets of the night, as if nothing could cause him half a wave.

From time to time, there were one or two men with scars on their faces, looking at the man's expensive clothes and the watch in his hand that made the hearts of nine out of ten Americans beat wildly......... Patek Philippe

If it weren't for the fact that this white-haired man had a sword-like weapon hanging from his waist, coupled with his obviously unprovoked face, I am afraid that someone would have already done something to get rich overnight without holding back his throbbing heart.

"Boom!!"

There was a terrible crashing sound, and a huge figure suddenly smashed through a wall and fell heavily three meters away from the white-haired man.

The white-haired man's steps stopped as he moved forward, and his indifferent gaze turned to the huge figure in front of him.

This is a fat man, it looks like he should be Caucasian, and the situation at this time can be said to be quite miserable, one hand is strangely twisted, obviously broken, and there is blood dripping everywhere on his face, body, and hands.

A pair of eyes, I don't know if it was soaked in blood or something else, turned strangely red, flashing with a ferocious light that made people's hearts palpitate.

The scarlet eyes that made ordinary people's hearts beat wildly at the sight of it, and they were terrified, did not bring the slightest change in the complexion of the white-haired man.

With just one glance, the white-haired man was no longer interested and continued to move forward.

"Bell!"

A metal knock came from a dark shadow not far away, and Kodak turned the pan in his hand and walked out of the shadow step by step.

When the white-haired man saw Kodak walking out of the shadow, his footsteps stopped again, his brows furrowed, and he quietly examined Kodak.

Seeing the enemy who almost killed him and tortured himself all the way, the fat man who was lying on the ground and dying, a force surged out of his body again, and he staggered up from the ground, and his increasingly scarlet eyes looked at Kodak with endless resentment, and roared.

"Yellow-skinned monkey, what kind of grudge do I have with you, you must kill me!!"

Kodak raised an eyebrow and spoke.

"I don't like enemies, and it's better to be sent to hell sooner rather than later."

The fat man gritted his teeth, and his resentful gaze was almost substantial.

"You're not destined to let me go, are you?"

"Then you will die with me!"

As soon as the fat man's voice fell, his body began to glow with red light, and the crimson light flashed brighter and brighter in the night, and the flickering became more and more urgent, like the scene when the bomb exploded in the movie.

Kodak frowned.

"Is this going to blow yourself up?"

"A self-controllable explosion, I don't seem to have any enhancement potion in my memory that has this effect, could it be something made up by some hidden doctor?"

The scene after the self-explosion of the enhancer came to mind, and Kodak subconsciously took a few steps back.

With a person who wants to blow himself up, the current Kodak does not have that kind of confidence.

Seeing that Kodak began to retreat, a trace of excitement flashed in the eyes of the fat man who was glowing red, and the afterglow began to look around, and finally fixed on the white-haired man not far from him.

Seeing that Kodak had withdrawn ten meters away, the red light on the fat man's body instantly dissipated, and he rushed towards the white-haired man not far away at a rapid speed.

Kodak had been paying attention to the fat man's gaze, and a gleam suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"This bastard, he didn't really want to blow himself up, he wanted to ........."

After a while, I happened to see the position where the fat man rushed to.

"Oh no, this guy is trying to kidnap hostages!"

As soon as his body moved, Kodak also rushed towards the position of the white-haired man.

It's a pity that the two are very different from the position where the white-haired man is, and when Kodak was just about to leave, the fat man had already reached the white-haired man's side, and a powerful big hand directly pinched the white-haired man's neck.

The white-haired man who had been stopping to observe did not change his complexion in the slightest because of the fat man who rushed over with murderous anger.

When the fat man approached, the white-haired man raised the weapon in his hand, and the handle blocked the fat man's big hand at the right time.

"I don't like it, dirty things touch me!"

The indifferent voice, with a hint of chill, went straight into the ears of the fat man.

The fat man was startled, and his face sank.

"Fake, another nasty yellow-skinned monkey."

"Then I'll beat you half to death first!"

The huge fist was raised again, carrying a violent wind and slamming into the white-haired man's face.

At this time, Kodak stopped and looked at the two people opposite with interest.

Because I didn't pay much attention before, I didn't see the difference between the white-haired man, and after the white-haired man easily blocked the attack of the fat man, the worry in Kodak's heart had dissipated a lot, and by the time Kodak carefully looked at the white-haired man from head to toe, there was no longer any worry.

In the middle of the night, dressed in expensive clothes and carrying watches worth millions in his hands, this kind of person is either stupid or strong.

Obviously, the guy who blocks the blow of the reinforcement with only the hilt of the knife has absolutely nothing to do with mediocrity and stupidity.

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the fat man's majestic punch, and the white-haired man moved.

This time, he was defenseless, and the hand that had been on the hilt of the knife was gently pushed.........

"Tear up!"

The sound of thunder suddenly appeared, and an astonishing thunderbolt appeared on the originally ordinary weapon, and under the reflection of the purple thunder and lightning, the white-haired man looked more and more majestic.

"Whoosh!"

The divine soldier was unsheathed, and in the next second, it was put into the sheath again.

The obese man who kept punching stood motionless, as if he had been pointed.

The white-haired man's gaze did not fall on the fat man any longer, but he took a deep look at Kodak, who was watching the play not far away, and turned to leave.

Kodak stared at the departing white-haired man, his eyes filled with a rich and solemn color.

"Although it's just a glimpse, that weapon should be a Tang knife."

"Fast terrible knife, this is a real master!"

"Among the overseas Chinese in the United States, there are still such masters?!"

"A master of this level has not missed a side in the original book, and the water in the Marvel world is really unfathomable."

After a long pause, Kodak turned to leave.

After Kodak left, the fat man who was like a point suddenly shattered into countless pieces like broken building blocks.