As the fifth-ranked top killer in the world, Luo Lan? Chen's popularity even surpasses that of the seniors ahead of her, not only because she comes from the mysterious ancient eastern country of the Republic of Charles, but also because her almost 100% mission completion rate has earned her the title of "God of Killing". Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

And the reason why she is only ranked fifth in the world's killer list is because she has only debuted for three years, and she has always been a loner, and she is much inferior in qualifications; Another important reason is because she has her own choice of who she sells, and if she encounters a target she is unwilling to sell, then even if the employer pays a high commission, she will never accept the commission.

And this kind of behavior made many peers scoff, and even many people thought, Luo Lan? The reason why the success rate of Chen's assassination is so high is because she is deliberately picking weak people to attack, so her evaluation in the killer world is not top-notch.

However, it is an undeniable fact that the place where the "Phantom Killer" appears will definitely set off a bloody storm, and it is no wonder that the police were so nervous when they received the news that she appeared in Morbock City.

After walking out of the bar, Shak was still thinking about the news. Although he has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, he has never seen the true face of this killing god, but he does not believe the rumors that she only picks on the weak. Because Quinn, the largest human trafficker in the Eastern Province and the number one armed power in the underworld of the Republic of Cavin? Slater died at the hands of this god of killing. And it was at that time that Shak, who was just passing by, inadvertently rescued the little girl of the Eves tribe, Molissa, in an abandoned warehouse.

It's dusk, Shak wanted to find a restaurant run by the elves, buy some food and bring it back to have dinner with Monissa, since coming to Morbock City, the two have never let go of enjoying a decent meal, and now that they have money, they naturally can't treat their stomachs badly.

However, when Shak waved his hand to stop the car, the communicator in his arms suddenly rang, and as soon as it was connected, he heard Molissa's anxious voice coming:

"Boss! Fast...... Squeak ......" only two words were heard, and there was a muffled sound on the other side, and then only the chaotic sound of electricity was left in the headphones.

"Damn it!" Shak's face immediately changed, and he rushed to a taxi that was about to start in three steps and two steps, and pulled the car door open, pulling out the two passengers who had just sat down. Then in the driver's stunned expression, he sat in the co-pilot's seat.

"11 Bem Street, quick!" Glancing at the driver's still somewhat overwhelmed expression, Shak added impatiently, "Double the fare, if I can arrive within ten minutes, I'll pay four times!" ”

"What do you want to do? How can you smash our stuff! Far away in the Jones Detective Office in Dongcheng District, Molissa stared at the smashed magic energy communication machine in front of her with wide eyes, and anxiously reached out to grab the fist that the other party was about to attack the second-hand magic intelligence brain.

It was a dwarf, dressed in a neat black suit, and still retained the beard characteristic of their race. Although he is only less than 1.5 meters tall, he is as strong as a bull. A pair of small round eyes are full of fierce light, and at first glance he is not a good person.

"Little slut, get out of the way! Otherwise, I'll smash you! Looking at Molissa's slender hand that tried to stop her, the dwarf didn't lift her eyelids, and slapped her left palm casually, slapping her pretty face.

After living with Shaq for a while, Molissa learned a lot of self-defense fighting skills in her spare time, and with the unique talent of the Eves people, theoretically speaking, three or five street gangsters should be helpless for her.

However, Molissa is kind by nature and has rare experience in dealing with people, and when she saw the other party slapping her at this moment, her first reaction was not to defend and counterattack, but to jump back with a scream.

"Bang-" Without any obstruction, the second-hand magic brain quickly followed in the footsteps of the telecomm, turning into a pile of shards under the dwarf's iron fist, along with the dilapidated desk underneath.

"Stop! You've gone too far, stop it! Seeing that the few furniture in the house were ravaged by the other party, Molissa's anxious little face turned red, and at this moment she forgot to be afraid, and stepped forward, using a grappling technique taught by Shak with both hands, and grabbed directly at the dwarf's arm.

"Hehe, it turns out that I have also practiced......" The dwarf's beard shook, and his small eyes narrowed slightly, but in the face of Mo Lisha's attack, he did not dodge, and let her pinch his joints.

The ease of success surprised Molissa, but she still tried to reverse the opponent's joints in strict accordance with the previous practice. However, with a twist, she was surprised to feel that what she was holding in her hand was not an arm, but a thick steel bar, and no matter how hard she tried, the other party did not react at all.

"Even these two times dare to stand in the way of Lao Tzu, looking for death!" The dwarf sneered playfully, and the muscles in his arm shook violently, and Molissa suddenly couldn't hold it, and her ten fingers were numb as if they had been electrified.

But the dwarf didn't pause, shook off Molissa's grappling, and punched her in the lower abdomen. Such an attack is smooth for the dwarf's height, but it is quite difficult for the attacker to dodge.

Molissa, on the other hand, had no experience in this area, but fortunately, her usual practice still helped a lot, and at this critical moment, she tried to fold her palms numbly, between the opponent's fist and her abdomen.

A muffled thud was accompanied by a cry of pain. Molissa's petite body was knocked upside down and knocked over the couch on the side of the living room, and she herself curled up in pain.

Although she blocked it with her hand at the critical moment, the strength of this punch still penetrated her body, shaking her internal organs for a while, and a sweet smell welled up in her throat.

The Eves have inherited the talents of the elves, and are superior to purebred humans in both strength and agility, but they also inherit the weaknesses of the elves in their physical resistance to attacks. Such a blow was enough to make Molissa lose most of her mobility.

"Tsk, isn't that going to work? The Eves mongrels are so unbeaten......" Kicking away the broken couch that was in the way, the dwarf walked up to Molissa, who was struggling and writhing on the ground, reached out and grabbed her long light green hair, forcing her to lift her pretty face, which was a little distorted by pain, "Well, it's a good skin." Look at such a beautiful face, if I drag you to the black market and sell it, I guess it will be able to get a lot of money......"

"Let go of me, you scoundrel...... Brother Shak will be back soon, and he won't let you go......" Molissa struggled to grab the other's arm that was pulling at her hair, to ease the pain of her scalp being pulled. The tear-glittering eyes were full of unyielding looks.

"It's just right that he can rush back, and he is the one who Lao Tzu wants to clean up. Today I'm here to teach you the rules, and there are certain things that you outsiders are not qualified to touch! The dwarf laughed, his heart full of disdain and disdain for Molissa's threat. A mere human being, a private investigator who rents such a shabby place, has no qualifications worthy of his own attention.

However, this Evean chick is really good, although it does not conform to the aesthetics of the dwarves, but those rich people who want to come to Morbock City must be very willing to pay a high price to buy it back as a private pet. The corners of the dwarf's mouth hooked up a sinister smile, and he had already decided to take this chick away after cleaning up the little detective who didn't know the height of the sky, as an extra allowance for his mission.

"Pop-" The dwarf's smile froze on his face, as a small wooden chair suddenly blossomed on his face. Seeing Molissa still holding half a chair leg in her hand, a wave of anger suddenly surged into the dwarf's heart.

"Damn, the little **** still dares to beat me!" The dwarf's little eyes were bloodshot, and the right hand, which had just let go of Molissa's hair, slapped the little girl in the face. The slap was swung out angrily, full of force, and Molissa's petite body was pumped and rolled out, and a little blood splashed in the air to draw a poignant arc.

The door of the office was not closed, and Molissa flew out of the door directly, letting out a painful muffled snort from afar.

"Hehe, it seems that you shouldn't be slapped in the face, if it is broken, you won't be able to sell it for a good price." Sticking out his tongue and licking the blood stains on his fingers, a cruel smile appeared on the dwarf's face.

Outside the house is a side street, which belongs to the old town and has few residents, so there are basically no pedestrians on the road. A dim street lamp not only does not bring enough light to this place, but adds a bit of silence and gloom to such an environment. The shadow of the lamp dragged Molissa's slightly thin body, barely holding on to the rusty lamppost, stubbornly not letting herself fall completely.

Such a prey made the dwarf's eyes gleam with excitement, and he clenched his fists and strode towards the little girl, the pleasure of abusing the weak that made his throat let out a strange laugh of "ho-ho".

"Squeak-"

The screeching sound of brakes pierced the silence of the night, and the roar of the engine crept from far to near. A taxi appears at the corner of the street like a drunken rhinoceros, in a brutal manner. Through the reflection of the headlights, you can even see the driver's angry and frightened expression, as well as the slightly crazy look in the eyes of Shak, who squeezed him out of the driver's seat.

"Oh! Damn it! The dwarf was obviously shocked by this sudden situation, and Morissa, who was less than two meters away from him, almost jumped to avoid the nearest corner. However, the rental car seemed to have a grudge against him, and the car changed direction in an extremely exaggerated drifting motion, chasing him and crashing into him.

Seeing that it was unavoidable, the dwarf was also ruthless, and let out an angry shout in the direction of the car, the clothes on his body were torn inch by inch, countless metal armor pieces of different sizes rolled out, and after a series of crisp machine sounds sounded, a set of reddish-brown magic energy mecha was formed on his body surface.

This is a standard set of medium-level demonic armor, and the armor covers more than seventy percent of the body except for some unimportant joint positions. Although it is not as good as the full-body heavy armor form of high-magic level armor, it is also very rare. After all, in the Republic of Kavin, the government's control over civilian magic weapons is still quite strict.

The armor was activated, and the dwarf suddenly increased his strength, his feet were down-to-earth, and a pair of iron arms did not shy away from meeting the speeding taxi.

There was a dull crash, mixed with the groans of metal deformation on the front of the car and the strange screams of the soles of his shoes rubbing against the ground, and the dwarf's back was already pressed against the brick wall behind him, but fortunately, the hovercar in front of him finally stopped its momentum.

"Bang-" The front windshield of the taxi shattered, and countless pieces of glass smashed down like a torrential rain, and the dwarf instinctively narrowed his eyes despite the protection of the magic armor. But at this moment, a big foot that was also covered with metal armor was like lightning and kicked him heavily in the face.